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I ask my mama
Will a girl love me the way I loved her
Will I be underpaid for of my many favors
Will my intelligence make me a great debater
Will I understand the things I can't understand now later

She said baby boi
Your joy will come from a woman
Who knows each moment that you love her
And it's not the favors you should be paid for only the kind in your heart that make you a savor
And some people will see your intelligence in the form of a trader
But all the things you don't no now there's  a plan for you to understand later

What's the honor in playing the victim
What's wrong with the world who's banded by the system
Am I the guy who is on the top when they list them
And what's a blessing if a curse gives you the same wisdom

Please don't be blinded
I'm not asking questions I'm just answering what's missing
Like a faithful man who don't wanna cheat in the room full of women
And knowing he should leave but feeling like he's being tested
He thinks if H.I.V is not invested In me , then whys should I be effected by the three

My words are my tyrants
If  I became a Titan will the gods claim me
Or will one god strike me down and try to blame me
For the many faiths that we try to make
And end up digging deeper in our hell hole where  the flamed cook us like shake

Idk man Iv became soo numb numb numb
Understand its been over run by **** and *** *** ***
The many scratches on my wrist Iv number them by 8
And if ****** is what gets me then it would be my own case
Last night I found the troubles of the irony of my life
The fascination of non-fictional figures and new strife
I ask death to keep his promise and bless those who took me out this earth
And if I die....by my own hands don't bless me but replace my curse

See when the lights are down low is when the truth stands behind
But lies of us is better in the light of the shadow we like to disguised
And she once asked me whats love with out recognition
And what's hurt with out any truth behind the decision

And what's your hurt.....
Or are you to ***** to express that emotional feeling
I look at her with pain and a disgusting illing
Because only me and the ones that hurt me no's the horror behind my revealing

My brother and sister promise that they will sing about me
And if my girl is dieing of thirst they will refill her with me
The story's we kept and the memory's we felt
My sister is my number one love
It's crazy how much emotions we delt

And I never new I had another part of me that was older then me
Met him when I was 5 now he's apart of my history at 23
All we shared .. was gun shots blood cots abused and welfare
And as it got better our separations will never compare

So where's my promise .. World where's my promise
You promise me opportunity and equal values
But curse from being called ugly and now handsome limited my statues
So you can understand that my ******* is the only way I show my gratitude

And what happens when the lights are up high and the smoke is down low
Cuz gun powder is what I saw when I road on east New York streets
And who would believe a good kid like me
I was more into bitxhes **** history and open heart poetry

But mistaken and moved to the south
Showed me new patterns so I had to finish my own Brooklyn's route
I did....Taken what I learn in NYC and planted into these tre4 kids
But I never got caught but I guess I got caught for what I use to do did
And challenged me to fix the out come of a new level grid

Now I'm better off in the books of lost souls
And the scriptures of old scrolls and new roles
Still catching duty of my past fixtures in my head
And I can't seem to let these demons go even if I was dead

But ill follow these angels to see the  games they play
Cuz ill never fade away...  ill never fade away ...ill never fade away .. Ill never fade away....

Just sing about me
Just sing about me
Just sing about me
Just sing about me
................I promise
She ain't never **** a black boi but she use the word *****
And Her blk home girls give her the encouragement to pull that trigger
Born in the hills but addicted to the hood
I'm her curse and blessing man this ***** is always up to no good

Blue eye devil who love the dark skin
She said she never had it so deep when a ***** went in
She drive listen to legends biggie hov and Rudeboi
She told me she was looking for her pleaser stick so I just nibble her like a chew toi
Snap backs and Jordan's She's a ***** for retail
She got that white girl syndrome but cursed by the black details

Hello to the west end she went and add her best friend
Slave to the lifestyle but she know she will never fit in
Banded by color but my girl went ratchet
When she Confirm the fair-tale of food stamps and welfare Status
Racist antics but she defer the approach
Cuz her white friends can't understand what her blk friends don't

Family of mix feelings her dad told her no
Mama said be your self and get to know the unknown
I give her the face of a sign that saids do not enter
Becuz what you think you wanna no is better if you won't remember

But in the false claim we built into better bitter lovers
So lesson is always learn never judge a book by its cover
Thank you Hannah Stevenson ... I will always remember our time together ... The love we shared... It was always us against the world ... I will always love you ....
This  is how much talent show around the world goes
Where it's cool to live in a place where the temperature is 18 below
How much cooler do you think if we drink some moe
Put the party on the revel your best peep show

Next she black out and don't remember **** after
She looked in the mirror, hair and make up looking like a disaster
Missing condoms get found in the mattress
She look down and shake her head hoping to fade into the blackness

Vision is blurs but the memories start to get cleared
The worst happen that she always feared
Her daddy is going to be disappointed cuz she follows on her mothers footprints
And ******* hanging on the mirror steady unseen

Reason is she suffers from hard friendship, hard break ups
She don't do anything but continue to put on her makeup
Looking into the mirror thinking its a dream and hope she don't wake up
When he use the same line all the time... It's not you it's me

Heart broken and depression starts to set in
But her emotions that she give just don't want to believe
And as she continue to grieve .......
He moves on with his life .......

P.s.
I never ask if I can write about you ... Is it alright if i use your name
I never ask if I could talk about you ... Is it alright if I speak on what we became
Now so distance we was once Hollywood estrange  
You was my star,  I enjoyed walking in your fame

Left me out with the waste , this is not what I do
Now I'm in the wrong kind of place just thinking of you
It's a small crime she said , I just hope that wasn't your excuse
I died twice , my heart wasn't ready for what was new
I got that Fulton  shackles and that Manhattan price
I stayed lucky on Utica Ave with those Brooklyn dice
Then Hopping on the train to get where I'm going
My mind is on my eternity but I'm stuck in this New York moment

It's my jungle gym, New York I made my marks
You got me ready for the world even when I didn't no where to start
You birth me , made me stronger
As I continue to grow, concrete food you made me live longer

I wrote my name on you , gain my fame from you
I made a ugly vision perfect , isn't that what a Yankee suppose to do
In New York there's pain so we cover it in art
And the world think they know our story's from the movies but they never played the part

I've driven the blocks
I've road the trains
I've Heard the shots
And I no what the out come has contain

Up in the clouds and in my mind
I'll see Jordan and Air ones kicks
Hanging in the sky
And my mama use to whoop my *** if I didn't have those shoe laces tied

But when It rains it pours in my city
That's not precipitation , that's tears from mothers who son died in my city
They say the puddle shows reflection of the  hardship we learn from the gutters
We fall as rain fall but some how New York we lean on each other

And fiends was fiendin from the same stoop my belly was fiendin for food
But My mother did her best , while my sister Kept it cool
But still this is my influence, this is who raised me
They say if you enter New York world your better be born crazy

They say you can win anywhere if you win here
And you ain't been nowhere if you ain't been here
Same places , Same face on the train mane ,
                        New York New York
I'm home sick I have been for years ... Ill never forget my city ... I love you New York !! BK All Day
I swear... In this achievement
there's nothing appealing
I swear... You have to go Casper in your feelings
I just want the Picasso baby
Maybe 16 sonnets will help me in the Sistine Chapel baby
I wrote this in Latin baby
So you can't rub me out cuz I'm made of satin baby

What if Picasso had this time...
What if Shakespeare had these rhymes....
Would the art speak the truth...
Would the lyrics mean anything to you....
       Idk man

Picture me as a work of art...
Picture me with a working heart...
Will I make the history books...
(LOL).. Not with these dangerous looks...

I fear not being alone
But not knowing that I exist...
But as I persist....
I'm forever the myth .....
You just wanna **** me outta spite...
Problem is I wanna go all night....
And how many times of the night
You call me when you and that ***** have a fight
And I'll still come threw even tho I no it isn't right
Only cuz I have a weakness for you that ain't no if or a might

And while she's fiending for his attention.....
I'm fiending for her positions....
And the same week day ***** he be deep in
Is the same shallow ***** I damage on the weekends
Could be my private dancer..
One phone call and i'll always answer

**** them other ****** cuz I'm down for you
But you ****** them others ****** and made that same sound to
****!!!
As much as I hate to admit it I was wrapped up
We was only suppose to be ******* but that change once I didn't wrap up

But now I gotta back up
Cuz she don't wanna leave him but still  wanna use me as a back up
And I no this but still I can't control this
I hate that he gets the first appointments an I only get the first  notice .... Dam !!!!!


         But baby ....it's yours, it's yours, it's yours , it's yours that's for sure .. Just tell me what you like !!!
" She's mean to me, she hates , she always have her back turned towards me
And even when where ******* some how I always end up saying sorry.. Dam ..
But she came and ****** the faith in me when I need it the most ..
I swear to y'all she **** me so good made me see the Holy Ghost .. God dam..
I no longer wanna be human I wanted to die when i first saw her approach
Her presence showed me more of my values and she use me as her host
Cuz this angel from heaven use her *** as her weapon
Where ***** comes in first and your religious beliefs come in second ... God dam "
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