It her loudest cry,
When she is happy,
She can't stop talking.

But When she is sad,
She doesn't say aword.
80% of woman,
use silence to express their pain.

U know she's truly hurt
Wen she starts ignoring you.
But once she becomes heartless,
The relationship cannot be save.

So before it's too late...
Please take care of her in a right way!!!.

I wish you every comfort
As you settle now to sleep
You can do it all your own way
There’s no timetable to keep
I know that you can hear me
But can’t express your need
But you don’t need to worry
Every tiny sign I’ll heed
Any possible discomfort
I will soothe away
All love respect and care
That it’s possible to pay
Is yours for now and always
As it comes upon your time
And the privilege of caring
Is forever mine

Tome stones of wood
           honouring those
who used to gaze upon
the beauty before them,

     sitting in reflection.

A tiny plaque with
      a name respecting
he loss.

Now others
    sit in respect of the
          one sat here before.

Gazing into the surroundings,
                deep in thought,
of a world passing them by.

Happiness is usually a lot of work for me.
The moments when it comes easily are worth everything.
Such an intoxicating state of mind.
A drug I will chase for the rest of my life.

I have been told that I am stupid, in love.
I don't know if I'm stupid, or simply in love.
Either way, I have no clue what I am doing,
But when others try to advise me what to do it goes in one ear and out the other, like things do when your parents lecture you,
Because in all honesty, I don't want to hear it.
I understand, yes, you love me, watching me break down isn't fun, watching my sanity slowly ebb away like the light of the sun in the evening is not easy,
But I need you to understand, I am in love, and love makes us do stupid things, but I am not stupid for loving who I do.
Because this love is true, and something I will be holding onto.
Mistakes may be made, and yes, they might play themselves on repeat,
And yes, forgiving them over and over is a feat, but I need you to listen to me.
I have never loved this much, I had always been either sad or numb,
And he is the one who changed that, he's the one who didn't make me feel fat, for once, he's the one who accepts my flaws and holds on when I am afraid and try to run away, he is the one who loves me back, and I am not willing to loose that.
So if you don't have anything nice to say, then don't say anything at all
Because I will be holding on, and I need you to respect that, or step back.

I was tapping out rhymes
           While in the womb.
Best selling records
Before  I was even born.

You were just a mistaken
£5, £20 Hook up. £20 was so they
Didn't pull out. The £5 was
To brush the teeth as breath
          Smelt like **** ate out.

But mistakenly you were
       Here. And you didn't know
Ya dad. My family was tight.

Now I know it's not your fault,
  But your rhymes are as loose
                 As what you fell out.

I sell words, while you sell
Out. But not in the sense of
Big seller more you couldn't
Sell water,  even if there
                      was a drought.

Me I have family, I've got fans.
My rhymes give observation
                    Of real life's times.


You copy others ideas, but
Your rhymes choke out.

   If I was a Picasso then
You were the crayon drawing
That a three year old drew out.

Now I know you want to rise
Above your past, but you and me.
I'm the sun my words are the moon.
And when we come together you
  My boy were eclipsed out.

You finking you higher than
                Tower blocks.
King of no castle
                  Is what I think.


We laid seige to this fairy tale
                        That you lived in.
And the nightmare of your reality
     Began to sink in.

Quicker than sand, it swallowed
                             You deep.

And you didn't die, na that's
Way to easy, I got friends in places.
   A voice box cut out, stitches to
   Remember,  think what you
Say quietly to yourself cos
                        The walls have ears..

And you talk like a ***** on heat,  
******* others,
          with big man talk.


You ain't no king,  you ain't even
A porper..
          You alone and no ones
Backing up your words.

    Cos the street listens, and you got
   No voice, you were silenced even
Before you tried to be street.

You were  trod on more
than the pavement,
  *** holes are your weakness.
As you tripped over your own ****.

You tried to climb but then you fell.
Ain't no rapunsal,

                      ain't no queen.

   You were curb stomped and all those
Words you tried to speak just bleed
              All over an uncaring street.

Everything on my wrist is real,
            the scares from my youth

to the stitches cut out of me on the street.

         But none of you will cut me further than


                                   I fell in the past, I rose up..
  

And now my heads up high..

You'll never put this fire out, the smoke
                  smoothing you..

Getting closer to the ground so my words
             don't suffocate you.
      but my foot greets your words cos that's where
            your words had worth on the ground.

The audacity that you could even raise above,
                          to think that you ever had a cut
that was deeper than I'd self-inflicted.

I'll stand under the lamp posts in the dark,
       easy target, but I'll see you coming.

Thinking I'm alone, but I have friends in the dark.
            you never had no moment to rise,
  you got swallowed in the dark.
                    Tied to a chair, coldness held to a temple
that you never prayed to, but you wish you had now..


You walk out a new man, respecting that
             I'm the  fire and the smoke,
                            and if you want to breath
                    
                               you better **** the ground and make

sure your words stay down.
I'm in the light
                           but I have friends in the dark.
        I'm on probation but shades have different
                               pockets that I fill deep..

Know pardon my words I have things on my
                  wrist that are life lessons,
    you ain't nothing but something to burn at my bequest.

I ain't got no signal,
              to tell your boys that

your shallow, shallow graved

beyond that your silent and I
                    throw gravel of silent
words over your face.

what that's all your worth.

I ain't got no signal to #hashtag
            you been died
                      after I shot you full

of body shots of verbal body shocks..



I never got your followers on my phone cos
            flakiness doesn't get followed but
                                 just shallow graved.

I poured water over you, cos a cap isn't worth
   finishing you off,

                     na my words collateral damage

on your form your slumped
                    blooded but no blood falling.

You need to realise you haven't got a shoot off,
            and your riddled with insecurities that
    

                  you and yours will have to either
   be buried in shallow graves or respect my
                                                            word around town.