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Classy J Aug 2020
Lets put em down, put em down!
Lets put em down, put em down!
Heavy headed wears the crown.
Lets put em down, put em down!
Lets put em down, put em down!
No longer will they keep us silent,
By constantly shooting us down!
Lets put em down!

Alright,
Imma start running off these pounds,
But not for you bunch of jackals,
Imma start making them rounds,
Shooting up anyone at the table that dare call me an apple.
I am here because I want to be,
The only reason I do anything.
Can you even keep up with me?
Cause this ****, I don’t do for free!
I’m not about to slow down and wait to see.
As I go from A to B.
You can try to attempt to come along with me,
However, I came too far to stop now,
Taking out these fraudulent clowns.
I can’t wait for some burning bush to tell me where to go,
Yeah I wouldn’t have gotten anywhere,
Because, it would take me forty more years to go.
Yeah I’ll do my own thing,
So, when I do become big,
You’ll see that I did indeed achieve everything.
Truth is I don’t even care if I make it;
I just want to take it,
As far it can go.
Doing show after show.
That just how I roll.
Then people start questioning,
But I aint got time bro!
In a falsified world, where rappers demean and objectify women and girls.
I will not forfeit.
As my producer is telling me to change the subject.
But I know my words are worth it.
And though this world is not perfect.
It is something that I will protect.

Lets put em down, put em down!
Lets put em down, put em down!
Heavy headed wears the crown.
Lets put em down, put em down!
Lets put em down, put em down!
No longer will they keep us silent,
By constantly shooting us down!
Lets put em down!

To be clear we are entitled to nothing,
we don’t deserve anything,
Especially not some fifty thousand dollar engagement ring.
Are you humbled now?
Probably not,
You’re probably still thinking you so fresh and tardy as an apricot.
You can count on me unlike the government,
Cause unlike them I am honest and sincere in my testament.
So you may be fresh,
But one of these days you’re going to be real messed up,
Drunk or high in some dumpster in Bangladesh.
Knowing that you really ****** up.
Good people die, bad people die,
Material minds with finical eyes,
Seeing things as symmetrical,
What ever happened to being ethical?
Tell me why do people have to be so one-dimensional?
Goody two shoes like Hansel and Gretel,
Imma bout to boil you in my kettle,
For I am evil like a witch,
Leave ya covered up in stitches.
Or maybe I’ll just leave yawl in the ditch!
Or swimming with the fishes.
For fear is a tool, that keeps fools under control,
You think you free when you vote at those polls.
But really you're just stuck in mouse trap that feeds into the governments goals.
And although society has never once accepted me,
I will use my nightmares to bring therapy,
Woven into words that will last longer than me.
It’s survival of the fittest,
And the world is run by the richest,
Those that also run ******* rings in front of the masses,
Is this truly worth our taxes?
But who can bring justice?
Regular people like you and me who stand up and say **** this.
For I’m tired that the same ones that wear badges,
Be the same ones that be killing us.

Lets put em down, put em down!
Lets put em down, put em down!
Heavy headed wears the crown.
Lets put em down, put em down!
Lets put em down, put em down!
No longer will they keep us silent,
By constantly shooting us down!
Lets put em down!
Classy J Aug 2020
Drip, drip, drip.
Sip after sip after sip,
Drowning in a regret,
A stench that breathes desperation.

Drip, drip, drip.
Sip after sip after sip,
Slurring, muttering gibberish.
With some spiteful vinegar.
A sharp knife that digs in the skin of loved ones.

Puff, puff, puff.
Watching you drift, drift, drift.
Till the lungs turn black.
No turning back.

Praying, praying, praying.
Seeing the pain in your eyes.
With regret that clings like a noose to your neck.
It’s can be hard dealing with an addict.
Especially when they are your parent.

Seeing, how addiction has truly affected my family.
Unable to change their behaviour.
Only having the ability to watch as they are consumed with numbing.
But never satisfied once they come back to reality.
So, they stick with it because it becomes their only comfort.
A blanket in a world so cold.

Watching, listening, crying.
On my knees forgiving for the pain you inflicted me with.
A guy who hates his father,
When he’s exactly like him!
But I refuse to let offence, anger and pain spiral me into a position.
Of victimization.
Where my kid dismisses me or hates me.
And although I love my Father,
That doesn’t mean I have to always like him.
Classy J Aug 2020
I remember when people said love is like a connection,
Back in December I met a girl that gave me affection.
Back then I fell hard, blinded from detection.
Thought this girls heart needed protection.
Who knew it was my heart that needed protection from her deception.
Had open wounds and she was the infection.
Left me for dead,
As regret shoots out bullets into my head.
But I made my bed,
So as I’m fed..
To the lions,
I wonder if shall enter Zion.
But because I can’t let bygones be bygones,
With an anger that burns hotter than the sun.
I’ll probably end up down under,
So, as I enter with Mr. Grim Reaper,
To a place where the devil plunders,
Souls of unbelievers.
I wonder,
Will I one day meet that witch down here?
Classy J Aug 2020
They say love is a four letter word,
Who knew four letters could mean so much, but also so little.
With love it’s as if one has the power to move mountains.
But without love we are empty.
A emptiness that can quickly fill with hate.
Don’t make a mistake,
When you take or give love.
Sometimes intentions speak louder than words.
Love isn’t just a feeling but an action.
May I ask what your using it for?
Is for your own gain?
Let me tell you that even if you attain the acclaim to fame.
You won’t be satisfied.
Why?
Because you can’t force affection,
Only buy it.
But that makes the affection meaningless.
It cannot make you whole,
But it can make you more bitter.
Till the four letters that once spelled love,
Now spell dead.
Because the pressure to fake was too much,
You can have the whole world but it’ll never be enough.
Because at the end of the day,
All you really want is true love.
A love that don’t discriminate.
A love that won’t fail.
A warm embrace,
When you’re falling apart.
To hear the words “I’m proud of you”.
Instead of “you’re nothing more than a disappointment.”
To having a family that would move heaven and earth to see you.
Instead of alcoholics that constantly beat you.
To have friends that have your back,
Instead of deceiving, or using you.
That real love.
So, though it may be four letters.
It’s the difference between life and death.
Classy J Jul 2020
As waves crash,
And leafs change.
As rain drops.
And winds blow.
Time is fleeting.

As the sun rises,
And deer skip.
As the sun sets.
And moon shines.
Time is precious.

As we grow old,
And our kids have kids,
As we die,
And are reborn.
Time begins anew.
Classy J Jul 2020
Echoes of ghostly spectres.
Haunted willows trenched in terror.
Smearing smiles with blackened sulphur.
Beckoning all that dare to wonder.

Cast your sins and pray for mercy.
Instead of casting stones like some Pharisee.
Beware the seas when they turn ******.
Trials and tribulations more terrible than Monday’s.

Death the only thing that awaits.
Wondering if you’ll see the pearly gates.
As shadows bubble in the lake.
Creepy music, where monsters wait.
Classy J Jul 2020
Somber melody,
Call to adventure,
To perilous paths.
And calm rivers.

A song of love and pain,
The duality of humanity.
In every truth there be life,
In every lie there be only death.

Choose wisely young traveller.
For fools lie with fools.
They steal their fill but are never quenched.
Forever starving for something beyond their reach.

The wise be with the wise.
They help even when penniless.
Forever striving to improve and build.
A world in which all may rest without worry.
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