something like a prophet but not a slave to these profits I'm a slave to the words hanging on to the verse
The visions I create like my whole life at stake
From top to bottom I pinned it read like a cheap novel don't forget I penned it Everything I said, facts, its relevant,
comin to the light like its heaven sent
Not made out for this hellish but try me I'll show you where the devil live
msmaja187
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The Immortal Wize says: Damn! this is fire |
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msmaja187 says: Thank you 😀 |
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love_supreme says: This is an excellent write. |
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msmaja187 says: Thank u Latin_lover |
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DallasCowgirl says: Missing your poetry on the Vibe! Very nice piece, sis. |
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msmaja187 says: I turns this to a song https://youtu.be/jTW1HMDSNhg |
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msmaja187 says: Damn these es trying me Hope they know that I ain't weak Roll with s known for killin And guess who right beside of me Something like a goddess when I speak s blasphemy Gunning for that Ya we call it sodomy Seeing another side of me You never thought that you would see Murdered this beat Give it a wake and a eulogy Giving no apologies I'm only stayin true to me I do this dutifully spoken word rap fluently something like a prophet not a slave to these profits Im a slave to the words hanging on to the verse These visions I create like my life at stake I penned it Everything I said its facts, its relevant, comin to the light like its heaven sent Not made out for this hellish but try me I'll show you where the devil live Better listen when a goddess speak You hoes could learn a lot from me |
OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY msmaja187
WorldlyHiding behind the smiles Haven't felt real in a while Livin in denial As to what's​ crampin my style Usually seen Hand in hand walkin casually Laid back in a casual tee Dead in they tracks that's a casualty Every day it's r.i.p That normal to me Just another O.D Please, Leave my heart in one piece Detach the strings Nobody's puppet I set the movement No jumping For somebody's move Droppin clues quick Don't lose it Pure knowledge For the numb minded Never mind it Rise to the challenge Like you lost your balance Take back your palace The world is ours to live lavish Not just the greedy savages Or tightly knit parish Because we all perish Skin and blood Is what we're made of Yet our coloring divides...  |
DemonsStarin in the face of death wishin I didn't have regrets, wish I stood the test and never missed a step, I never best never met success or cashed a lovely check, but I ain't gave up yet, nah I give up yet and I won't, til I get revenge this won't be how my story ends. Mark my words like it came from our Lord, flip the script pick your brain with my sword, at a loss for words you can't lose your voice, you gotta make some noise, stand up with poise, make sure you're heard before you're in the dirt, none of us deserve to be deserted, aint none of us livin to be hurtin, tell your story and hope is touches somebody before somebody turns cold, you never know. |
BondedYou are my first and last thought And everything in between I no longer think for me But on a grander scheme of things When I do's Become vows of love and truth Instead of selfish acts That's how love lasts That's how forevers hatch Separately, We're out of our element At a stand still with infinite potential Bound by chemistry A compound, Outsiders aren't welcomed A force no physical action could break down |
Old friendNow that I'm poppin I knew you'd pop in checkin my status tryna gain understandin as to how it all happened, askin, where she get her confidence cause when we was friends u knocked me down some pegs as if I wasn't already at the ledge, but so were you and I never pushed because I thought we was cool, whenever your friends weren't around, whenever we were hanging around town, I was the butt of your jokes, shade thrown, everyone thought it was funny tho, you were my best friend who taught me not to trust then, disgusted, past tense knowing damn well I ain't passed it, disgustin, how something so miniscule from middle school still surface like piss in a kiddie pool... |
Reign over meIn my ear whisperin Sweet nothings Now I got the taste for him Please, no interruptions I think I'm on to somethin Heart flutters when he's speaking gushes when he's peeking Can't be in denial when I'm leaking He's got me covered no other can be king reigning over me |
The real me... To be continuedGot bruises you'll never see Underneath this mask is a broken me Playing hide and seek Shattered to pieces scars never been pretty But I ain't lookin for pity Just a Lil loyalty is enough not to feel empty And even though I'm hungry I ain't asking for a damn thing Cause friends turn to enemies Quicker than you can back on your own feet Drag your name through the streets Just so they can say better her than me Knowin all too well secrets don't stay under lock and key I'll expose my own truths so you can see the real me |
bionic womanI am woman, human, made of flesh and blood, taking on many things its possible I over heat, but I am not robot, hardwired with natural instincts to be motherly and nurturing, I laugh, I cry, I feel, walk with grace and a smile even with my head spinning in anger, though I am not a robot you could say I am bionic suited to societies rules, cookie cut, must stay in line, they don't want you to think human, just do as you're told and act casual, but I can't be a robot, I am human, a bionic woman |
idealThey say love is blind its all in your mind, may be in your heart but never in the eyes, it can be felt but its not always real, your heart may melt and it may never heal, cause loves a tricky Lil thang many know how to manipulate, lies in your face go unphased, until you come to the realization love was all in your imagination |
renovationyou are my demolition crew hired to take me down, no need to smooth it over too just leave me in the ruins, I may sit and cry but in time I'll find the desire to rebuild my empire, then you'll wanna be my construction crew thinking you can turn my life around by building me to suit you, still the one who left me with the dirt to go through, I'd be a fool to choose you |
the gameThese boys wanna play the game batting 100 at the base, if she take the bait running straight to home plate, then leave her in the dugouts dusty and crying her eyes out, to be passed around like a joint in a frat house |