Black Thoughts
This is an intrusion on the mental institution that is hood life. Young men are confused and get it misconstrued while looking through hues of darkened reds and blues. In their ignorance and misguided perceptions following father figures that had no father figures they fall victim to the game, where nicknames pull an alter ego and earning stripes has replaced getting that diploma.Blinded to the fact that this corner they "own" and this park they "own" was here before their existence was a thought and will be here long after their gone. Raised to praise a street life, inspired by industry thugs caught up in the mainstream of society. Men with greed sign their name on the dotted line, disregarding the fine print that labels them industries . Forced to sell they soul, they flow and those dreams to the industries schemes of the blind leading the blind, nonsense of phantoms and triple beams. I speak of that to say this, how do you think t... |
Dinner With An Ex
....So...how you been?
Its been years since we've been able to talk without argument.
Heard you have someone new in you're life. Seems like they're treating you right.
Do you still think about us?
My apologies, I've just had days where you pop in my head. At times it's hard to get you off my mind.
Do you still remember our first time, first date, first kiss. Ha, remember the time at the theater?
Seeing you know makes me think about what happened with us.
We were young, we didn't know then what we know now, if only I had another chance....
You got a man, tell me do you love him, does he make you feel like I did, does he do the things I did for you?
I guess what I'm trying to say is I still have those feelings for you, and I still think about you. So all I wanna know is....
.....Do You Think of Me???
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Shield
Extending the left arm out I felt the waves of discord in its heart
But I could not stop your mistake from proceeding
Curl the right arm inward
I could see the hate
Gritting its teeth in till it had you deep enough
So you wouldn't be able to escape alone
Brace the feet into the ground
When you run it catches up
When you hide it finds you exposed
When standing still it bludgeons your soul
There is a single way to rid this from your life
Watch you move past
In its pursuit
I create an obstacle
Allowing it to smash into my body
A moments distraction is all you needed
Drawing its fury onto me
Now you will be gone never to be seen again
A moments thought
With each strike
I do not faulter in my resolve
Keeping you safe is more important to me
It will thrash about beastially till it looses your scent
Leavin... |
Kidnapping Cupid
...GET'EM!!!!!!!!
d*mn! That feathery b*st*rd is fast,
Watch those arrows,
Slick little sh*t almost got me!
I got his wings,
I got his arms,
Put him in the bag,
sh*t, he's a hassle,
We got'em let's go before someone sees...
......Rise and shine,
WAKE UP!!!!!!
Cupid sits, mouth taped, arms cuffed, feet bound...
Not a lot of time so I'll get to the point,
Every 14th of every year you pop up with arrows here,
Without a sound you shoot them around and disappear without a care.
Well cupid this b*llsh*t is getting old,
You shot at me..that was bold,
Second time you tried this what's the deal,
I'll find love my way if I don't...ok,
Another arrow at me and I'm shooting sh*t back,
Love at the end of an arrow, who the f*ck thought of that,
I'm trying to be nice and let you keep your season,
Honestly tho... |
Chances
Chance after chance,
It's the same old dance,
I open the door,
You find reason to close it again,
We're not all the same,
I wish you could see,
Give me the chance,
I'll show you the best part of me,
I'm not perfect,
I'm not unique,
Fancy cars and clothes,
That's just not me,
Regular guy,
Regular life,
Appreciative of what he has,
In need of a wife,
The look in your eyes,
The way you bite your lip,
How you caress your thighs,
The way you move your hips,
Mesmerized,
Hypnotized,
Fascinated by the view through my eyes,
Hoping you think about it,
Praying you see,
That here is where you really wanna be. |
Fall of the Man
Death over color such a shame,
Never an end to this immature game,
Children twisting up their fingers before they can speak,
Taught to say blood or cuz and raised by the streets,
Never taught a way out or offered a change of pace, from this race to a 6 by 10 cell or a casket with tears and a wake,
Killing off each other without a real reason other than being the enemy of the color rag he's swinging,
Friends turn to enemies and families split apart. How could they be so willing to turn their back on those who were there from the start?
Rappers, Hustlers play the role models for a generation without,
Fast cars, clothes, women and money quickly replace the feelings of doubt,
"No work is the best work, cash at an easy pace, hustle till you get it and f*ck whoever get in the way. Money over everthing has taken the place of God over all." Being your own man is considered selling out, falling in love is a feeling th... |
Prisoner of the Past
Release me,
I seek to sever the chains that bind me to my past...
Chasing a mental tranquility that beckons a price for its peace of mind and holds the key to my salvation as a reward for my unending perseverance....
Sins of the son surpassing those of the father, bearing a cross fitted with my transgressions built from the miscellaneous mischief I've accumulated over the years....
Crown forged from my guilt and sorrow is thrust upon my head, griefs thorns etched deep into my skin.
Karma's steel embrace shivers through my hands as remorse binds and locks my feet,
Yelling to the heavens for mercy but my voice barricaded by the clouds fall silent to the unsuspecting earth...
Hear my plea, grant me pardon from my past, guide me through the present and protect me in the future.
No longer do I wish to be a prisoner of my past.
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