Everytime we makes moves
There always a critic to prove
Keep us down we violate
My peeps can even create
Our own money militia and business
Instead we recreate
More problems
Its too **** deep to resolve em
Wish i wasnt born in the first place
Eradicate my race
Cuz i gotta brown face
So i gotta slow pace
And jealousy aint never leavin' this place
Earth is hell hell is on earth
Why you think women give pain at birth?
Cuz the sin is brought in
Unconscious to conscious
Being hypnotize by the societies eyes
Learn the game and get wise
Kick the wickedness good bye
Enticing adversaries they die
In vain through much pang
No sympathy from me
**** the haterd police and the grand jury
The courts is mad
Since we got emancipated from slavery
50 years later we still aint free?
Fools singing same ol
***** hymns
Aint going no where
We shall overcome
By dumpin' rounds in the heart of city
Make all them politics feel ******
Since i ****** all the milk
Out my mothers tittie
I gain knowledge from being fed healthy
Stealthy
We my moves we aint playin' no more
Knows it's time to even the score
**** peace we want war
And let this dumb muthaphukkas have it
We aint takin no more! !!!!!!

Will of a man, a new world
thriving on her light, no shadow is cast
once upon my memory
The ones seared onto my skin
I still feel her bright starlight shine upon me

She stands in an empty crowd
only out shining them all
no matter how hard I try
she blinds my world
shining from beyond

The memories of her blind my mind
I was born a stranger
no matter how hard I tried
I'll never be able to call her mine
The rivers that rise, never overflow

I am far in the lonely dark abyss
having lived from the memories of her
the world still feels her from nothing
no where to be seen, gone forever
it's amazing how powerful a memory is.

Hair down to shoulder,
Gray peppers my sideburns;
Where do the years go?

The bayed back feeling that once was you
Boiling down the ethereal , in differences
I cross the twi's lights knowing I will be
here . . . for a thousand years

This is astound  , no reason is clear
Where the smell of grass comes to pass
You remember a kiss that won't disappear
. . . . . . beyond a thousand years

Tuesday . . . dragging the clouds away
Hearing the voices that were never there
Telling me to hang my ethereals out to dry
It may take a thousand years

Cold hearted orb dressed in white satin
embrace the shadows you cast across
Tell all the Knights lacking they cannot win
Not in a thousand years

Every time I look in the mirror.
I want to cry out of terror.
My eyes hurt just to see.
What it shows is killing me.

Is hard enough for me that
I can't touch you or hold you.
Now you have to take away
the only chances of me hearing your voice?
Only left me with words and texts that we used to write?

It hurts to know that you are miles away from me.
Knowing that every night I can't touch or hold on to you.
This distance between us prove that even far away
from each other our feelings won't wave.
Those words you told me,
"How I wish I could be by your side"
means so much to me.
So please don't stop loving me,
even with this distance of us.
Please believe we can make it,
even it takes years.
Let's us hold on to our words.