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lashae-eaddy
lashae-eaddy
Kings. Queens. Consummation. Kids. Chiefs of clans. Children of chiefs. Close knit communities. Continued cycles. Change. Colorless crews. Coins. Captures. Chains. Chained to you. Chained to the cruise. **** me. **** he. **** she. Check teeth, Choose wisely. Chastise. Cracked whips. Change name: Kunta, no Toby. Change, charge. Christ of captives, **** them!” No, **** him. Continue evil. Change. Break chains. Knots, no more. No, change chains. Lose claims. Coax comfort. Contradict. Corrupt. Cascaded crucifixions. Charred chandeliers. Coerce without cognition of Coming chaos Of civic correction. Civilians conform society. Combatants conquer and confer. Continue. Cultural contributions. Cultural appropriation. Cultural controversy. No complications. No conversations. Did not conceive, Cannot convey. Concede. Not Conceit. Continue. Kings cower before Crowns clarify. Kings killed. Queens cope. Queens cry. Queens say, **** compliance! **** cordial!” Queens coordinate, combat, Condemn, don’t compromise, And command cessation To corrupt civilization. Queens continue Coils, kinks, curls.
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Nov 13, 2017
Nov 13, 2017 at 3:29 PM UTC
What's In A Curl
Hush little baby Don't you cry Look into my Deep brown eyes I tell you now there comes a day When life gets better for you baby Baby. Ooh. Baby. Yes. Life gets better for you baby. Chains, all around me. Whiplash everytime I hear a heartbeat. Work from dawn to dusk All day in the sun No break for me No I don't get none. "Plow this pick that. I need some cotton. Make me my money Before I beat you rotten" Beat me down But my pride's unbeatable. **** me now But my hiers will be equal. Be equal. Be equal. Be equal. Chorus "Hey, fight this war for me. If you do I'll bring you All out of slavery" Deal's fair enough Only if it were true I might be out chains But still beneath you. Can't learn. Can't vote. And Why you ask? It's cuz my skin's Dark and you just can't have it. Cant have it. Cant have it. Chorus We'll fight our war And we'll fight it united. Unity and peace That's what we'll fight with. Our battle scars They will come with us knowing That our blood was shed But the better days are coming. We'll dream like kings And we'll sit in our seats Breaking down the walls Separating you and me. And me. And me. The better days They are coming for you baby You'll see the better days One brighter day For you baby. The better days They are coming for you and me Won't be no slavery It's so justly for you and me. Chorus
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Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 3:38 PM UTC
February (BHM Song)
Smell this. There is a great stench among us. It's stinking up society And the justice system. It's ruining a nation's deepest beliefs. It's spoiling the achievement of a next generation. It's pungent. Taste this. Even I can taste it on my tongue, But I'm too much of a lover To let it part from my thoughts. It's meat rotting, turning to maggots. It's poison festering deep in the core of man And dispersing through his pores. Hear this. The wailing of a mother As she cries for the life of her son. The same yell screamed by The crowned young ****** As she watched our Savior be nailed to a cross. It's screeching. See this. A child. A child slain In the unjust ways of society. A child bleeding life Onto a cold, heartless ground. A child. A child Dying in broad daylight. A child's smile, Once brighter than a million suns Going dark. Burning out. It's flame, once ablaze, Tiptoeing dimmer into darkness. Feel this! Warm blood. Hot bullet. Cold hearted. Allow your fingers to tremble Across the badge That's rough around the edges. That's connected to your assassin. Feel the victim's hope disintegrate With his breath. Feel his mother's heartache. Feel God's disappointment. Sense this. Sense innocence. Sense wrongness. Sense injustice. But can you truly sense The senseless Of the situation?
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Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 7:33 PM UTC
Sense This
I Can't Breathe Suffocating In a country That could give A good God **** About me. Drowning in a society That doesn't see the signs. That doesn't believe That the darker brother Has the right to justice. That simply condones The mistreatment Of an entire group of Human beings. I tried to walk away. I tried to surrender. It didn't matter Because now I really can't breathe.
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Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 7:07 AM UTC
I Can't Breathe
(Chorus) I been living a fool's paradise Honey you made a fool in paradise I really never knew I was a parasite to you Oh oh ooh oooh A parasite to you Eating away at your happiness. Giving you pains You never knew exist. Patched up your heart And broke it into Pieces Chorus Unknowingly I broke your heart Now all things sweet Tastes too **** I'm sorry for hurting You so bad, Now it's time I take your sad. Chorus I wish I'd known What I did. Before it had to get like this. But know I sing Our final goodbye With this brokenhearted lullaby.
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Nov 26, 2014
Nov 26, 2014 at 11:23 AM UTC
Parasite(Song)
I do nothing wrong. I bother no one. I abuse my talent To amuse myself. I am an innocent bystander, Only guilty of loving you. And you love so hard That it's dangerous to love. You love with a love That's not even more than love, And it destroys my soul. But is it not a sin To **** a mockingbird?
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Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 7:48 AM UTC
Mockingbird
Today is not like yesterday, Because yesterday Was at least decent. Today, Today is not decent. Today war is a first choice. Today slavery is A hidden occupation. Today love is so difficult to find And even more difficult to give, So children don't know what it is When they have it, And all that leads to is Babies having babies ; With no income, No stability And no wisdom. Leaving us in this invincible cycle Of idiocy and Lovelessness. Today the world is pretty sad. Our elders Refuse to leave their homes Because too many young people Patrol our streets And threaten our lives. More old people bury Young carcasses, There won't be a future world If our life expectancy is 16, 22 if we're lucky. We are surrounded by Self harm. Deceit. Danger. Anger. Authority loathing. Corruption. Just to name a few. So I'm leaving. I'm packing up a bag, And I'm following the sun. I'm going to follow that star All the way to Morrow. It is said to be a land of peace; Where everything is better. Where there's nothing to stress So you ain't got no worries. A place of true greatness, The utopia we're searching for. I'm going to ride the sun To Morrow, And I'm going to live greatly. I'm going to live fearless. I'm going to live.
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Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 11:01 PM UTC
Morrow
I bask in the Last of summer suns Strolling down the street. I imagine how The green leaves will brown As the changing winds will soon Carry them away. I breath in The moist cooling air. And smile at the Scent of God.
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Sep 28, 2014
Sep 28, 2014 at 4:56 PM UTC
Sunday Stroll
When did life Stop being so simple, That you don't remember a time That it wasn't chaotic and difficult? What happened to The sweet childhood memories Full of sunshine and fun times? Why after each conversation with you I want to cry? And why after each conversation with you I want to cry? Where did it all go wrong? When did the sun burn out? When did rain become the only forecast? How can you live Knowing how many hearts you've broken? How can I live Knowing I'm breaking yours? I'm sorry my love, but I need you to hold me like you do. And I know I'm not deserving of it, But it brings a peace back to my existence. It brightens up my black hole. It placates my pain endured. It heals my broken heart, And keeps it safe in your hands. And that, Brings a true meaning back to the world.
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Jul 11, 2014
Jul 11, 2014 at 12:00 AM UTC
Just Thinkin'
There is rumbling in the sky. There is rumbling on the ground. One day there was a blue sky, And the next a foggy, gray cloud. She left out of hate, out of pride Trying to break down her mother who fiercly cried. He knows what is happening, For a sprout, he has an old soul. The soul of a dancing woman; Who now cries as she looks to see What her family has become. And hopes that her love filled tears Cleans all the hate away.
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Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 7:09 AM UTC
Morning Thunderstorms