Annabel Lee RIP

We got EAP in the house tonight

Edgar Allan Poe, America’s most romantic love poet

We’re taking this back, way back, 1849 style. Hip-Hop? Nah, this is Lit-Hop!

It was many and many a year ago, in a kingdom by the sea

That a maiden there lived whom you may know

By the name of Annabel Lee

And this maiden she lived with no other thought

Than to love and be loved by me

But the angels got jealous and they took my queen

Now she’s gone and I can barely sleep (but her)

Mortality, makes her hot, up in the malt shop, our favorite spot

I got so lost in her bright green eyes

So tell me why the love of my life had to die?

So who’s that (who’s that) rappin’, at my door?

Annabel Lee, RIP like Lenore

Nevermore should have known death would take her out

Red lips, sick kiss and I’m lonely now

It was tuberculosis, necrosis, I can’t focus and I hope this

Pain goes away cause all I see is her photo on the wall

Smell her perfume on the sheets

We were so in love, even when she’s gone

I’ll be up in the graveyard singing her songs

Like cemetery woman, my cemetery girl

Cemetery lady, I want you in my world

[Hook]

No matter which way you go

No matter which way you stay

You’re out of my mind, out of my mind

Out of my mind, out of my mind

I was a child and she was a child

In this kingdom by the sea;

But we loved with a love that was more than love see

I and my Annabel Lee;

With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven coveted her and me

She was gone by dawn should have known all along

That we were never meant to be

Sadly, I gave her my heart, she gave me her flower

Like Romeo and Juliet humping in the tower

Every single day every single hour

Rumpy in the bedroom, pumpy in the shower

So now I pack a shovel and I dig real deep

Take a crescent wrench, rip out all her teeth

Put ‘em in a box, so she’ll always be

Here with me, let’s see probably need some therapy

The highborn kinsman stole her from me

Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee

That’s death, I guess, there’s nothing I can do

Like Ronnie and Sammie our relationship is through

Now every single night, I lie down by the side

Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride

My wife and my pride now all I have left

Is poetry, memories, sorrow and stress

[REPEAT Hook]

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams

Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes

Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

And neither the angels in heaven above

Nor the demons down under the sea

Can ever dissever my soul from the soul

Of the beautiful Annabel Lee

But our love it was stronger by far than the love

Of those who were older than we–

They said we were kids but I love what is

We were happy and young and so free

And so every night, I lie down by the side

Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride

That’s where she will always be

In her tomb by the sounding sea