Everyone's Favorite Rapper (Slave Song)

Model of a Man (Cont.)

His eyes shifted to stone

Blind to love

Ignorant of how to

Now years later he is merely a statue

Sculpted by life

Chisled at by pain

Solid, hard and smooth talking

But no evidence of life remains

Just existing to be admired

Does this make him a man?

Model of a Man

When my heart beats broken

He accommpanies it with compassion

And when my soul sings love

He strikes the chords of my hope

Built up, broken down, bruised and battered

By running those sweet somethings

Over the ivories of my past

When he said he never imagined that this would last

When he told me that he was a lost boy

In a grown man's frame

Made of stained glass

And his eyes are more than just windows

They are portals of life and time

Never could they be explored in one

Lifetime, one time he told me

That his daddy was a glassmaker

That's why his heart doesn't break

It shatters

A million pieces of a reflection

Looking back at him in disappoinment

Does it make him less of a man

If tears sometimes escape from his eyes?

If he wants to do more for his ...

Deception

There are too many brown boys

Being blinded by fool's gold

And they don't realize that

Their skin shines just as bright

And that the Jesus that their moher's have prayed inside of them

Shines even brighter

But they would rather decapitate Him

Put His head on a chain

Dip it the same

Fool's gold

That drowns their souls

Have the audacity to shrink a savior

To the size of just another piece they can hang around their necks

A gold link noose that history just won't let our boys forget

Wipe it down and make it shine

To blind themselves of His face

So they don't have to know

Him
Sometimes...

Ignorance is a choice.

Everyone's Favorite Rapper (Slave Song)

Put a chain around his neck

Something heavy around his wrist

Fear in his soul

So he stutters when he speaks

Sell his body and his beliefs

On two different blocks

Pulvarize his mnd and make him watch

Let him know that there is no part left of him that he owns

Stand him up tall

Make him look strong

Give him a mic

He's got a show tonight