Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
Words
"actin" poems
I can be you, or I can be them I can be she, or I can be him but why be a con artist of someone else like a shadow to my best friend, when I can be my own person, a unique creation created in the image of God but representin my own reflection because I don't wanna see you, them, she, or him in the mirror I wanna see me through my own eyes, 20/20 vision, but clearer but the more I conform, the image of someone else draws nearer and I begin to lose sight of myself, look back in the mirror, and see myself in the rear a shadow to another figure, a copy of a personality livin' out another person's dreamed out reality copying what they think, and succumbing to conformity but that ain't me.... what you see visually and how I appear physically is what makes me comfortable, that's why I'm an independent, politically I don't follow the norms and rules of what's most accepted socially the only commandments I live by are the ones given Biblically I ain't  the best saint though, I mean I do sin every day but the only one I wanna copy is Jesus Christ, in every possible way on the other hand, Satan is out there, trynna tempt me on how to act and even what words I say he's out offering me drinks, but I reply, "I'm okay" cause I don't care if "everyone else is doin' it" I just live how I like to live, that's what makes me a true non-conformist I dress how I wish and not because it's in style I keep my hair big, I do whatever makes me smile I'm not trynna impress you or fit into your clique I don't give women pick-up lines and act like I'm slick I'm me, just me, no facades, just real and if you can't accept that, then move forward but don't steal the things that make me special, from my poems to my appeal so don't try to change me and keep my uniqueness concealed I could care less about your thoughts and any of your judgements I refuse to give your words power, I can make your points become pointless I'm not trynna be harsh, I just love to be different I wanna be an original and keep my vibe realistic not a second you, but a first me, no counterfeit I try to keep up with what God said in Matt 26 verse 41, the spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak so pray not to give into temptation and stay on your feet I encourage us to keep our standards and what makes us unique and accept anyone else who doesn't wanna repeat everything you say, and everything you do sometimes it's the people that are different that come off the most true because they're not sayin or actin' in ways that you approve they're given you their honest opinion, you should keep them closest to you don't conform, forget what people want you to be just be yourself, not a copy of reality TV.
0
Nov 4, 2012
Nov 4, 2012 at 10:00 PM UTC
grant-mailo
nonconformity
I can be you, or I can be them I can be she, or I can be him but why be a con artist of someone else like a shadow to my best friend, when I can be my own person, a unique creation created in the image of God but representin my own reflection because I don't wanna see you, them, she, or him in the mirror I wanna see me through my own eyes, 20/20 vision, but clearer but the more I conform, the image of someone else draws nearer and I begin to lose sight of myself, look back in the mirror, and see myself in the rear a shadow to another figure, a copy of a personality livin' out another person's dreamed out reality copying what they think, and succumbing to conformity but that ain't me.... what you see visually and how I appear physically is what makes me comfortable, that's why I'm an independent, politically I don't follow the norms and rules of what's most accepted socially the only commandments I live by are the ones given Biblically I ain't  the best saint though, I mean I do sin every day but the only one I wanna copy is Jesus Christ, in every possible way on the other hand, Satan is out there, trynna tempt me on how to act and even what words I say he's out offering me drinks, but I reply, "I'm okay" cause I don't care if "everyone else is doin' it" I just live how I like to live, that's what makes me a true non-conformist I dress how I wish and not because it's in style I keep my hair big, I do whatever makes me smile I'm not trynna impress you or fit into your clique I don't give women pick-up lines and act like I'm slick I'm me, just me, no facades, just real and if you can't accept that, then move forward but don't steal the things that make me special, from my poems to my appeal so don't try to change me and keep my uniqueness concealed I could care less about your thoughts and any of your judgements I refuse to give your words power, I can make your points become pointless I'm not trynna be harsh, I just love to be different I wanna be an original and keep my vibe realistic not a second you, but a first me, no counterfeit I try to keep up with what God said in Matt 26 verse 41, the spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak so pray not to give into temptation and stay on your feet I encourage us to keep our standards and what makes us unique and accept anyone else who doesn't wanna repeat everything you say, and everything you do sometimes it's the people that are different that come off the most true because they're not sayin or actin' in ways that you approve they're given you their honest opinion, you should keep them closest to you don't conform, forget what people want you to be just be yourself, not a copy of reality TV.
Continue reading...
49
There’s a Devil of a night each year, the night of Mr. Haim! When the devilish and ghoulie ones come out to play their monster’s game. And why some would seek to trick or treat on this scary day of dead? Careful now cause gremlins, trolls …sprites and wolves, will offer up their dread! Quiet, shush, I hear a pack of creepy-crawly boots… Ra’atan-Zu and the Boogedy-Boo! And the skeleton bones, clink… And the skeleton bones, clink… The skeleton bones clink. That crafty-smith of horns and hooves is spying on these kiddies, As Ra’atan-Zu and the Boogedy-Boo are hunting strays to do their dastardly-ditties. Quiet, shush, I hear a pack of creepy-crawly boots, And their costumes, oh-so-foul, the evilest of suits! And there she is, that little girl who can’t keep up, in a tasty mushroom ensemble. And the skeleton bones clink in her path to give her quite a tomble! Ra’atan-Zu and the Boogedy-Boo! And the skeleton bones, clink… And the skeleton bones, clink… The skeleton bones clink. And Sammy Haim, that smithy-devil, a ***** hoof -igniting ghoul’s desire, He’s howling out, demanding now, “Put that child to the fire!” And little does he know, no little bit, not even a small clue, Neither Ra’atan-Zu nor Boogedy-Boo intend on giving him his due! For once a year on Halloween they get one night to spaz, Get down and ***** wild and crazy and play a little jazz! That little mushroom of a girl will play a tiny fiddle, Ra’atan-Zu and the Boogedy-Boo, a jazzy duet with child in middle!' Ra’atan-Zu, Boogedy-Boo and a little girl too as they get down actin’ a spaz! Playin’ all night, howling to the moon and kickin’ out some wicked jazz! *And the skeleton bones, clink… And the skeleton bones, clink…   The skeleton bones clink.* *
0
Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 6:31 PM UTC
david-john-mowers
On Hallows Eve!
There’s a Devil of a night each year, the night of Mr. Haim! When the devilish and ghoulie ones come out to play their monster’s game. And why some would seek to trick or treat on this scary day of dead? Careful now cause gremlins, trolls …sprites and wolves, will offer up their dread! Quiet, shush, I hear a pack of creepy-crawly boots… Ra’atan-Zu and the Boogedy-Boo! And the skeleton bones, clink… And the skeleton bones, clink… The skeleton bones clink. That crafty-smith of horns and hooves is spying on these kiddies, As Ra’atan-Zu and the Boogedy-Boo are hunting strays to do their dastardly-ditties. Quiet, shush, I hear a pack of creepy-crawly boots, And their costumes, oh-so-foul, the evilest of suits! And there she is, that little girl who can’t keep up, in a tasty mushroom ensemble. And the skeleton bones clink in her path to give her quite a tomble! Ra’atan-Zu and the Boogedy-Boo! And the skeleton bones, clink… And the skeleton bones, clink… The skeleton bones clink. And Sammy Haim, that smithy-devil, a ***** hoof -igniting ghoul’s desire, He’s howling out, demanding now, “Put that child to the fire!” And little does he know, no little bit, not even a small clue, Neither Ra’atan-Zu nor Boogedy-Boo intend on giving him his due! For once a year on Halloween they get one night to spaz, Get down and ***** wild and crazy and play a little jazz! That little mushroom of a girl will play a tiny fiddle, Ra’atan-Zu and the Boogedy-Boo, a jazzy duet with child in middle!' Ra’atan-Zu, Boogedy-Boo and a little girl too as they get down actin’ a spaz! Playin’ all night, howling to the moon and kickin’ out some wicked jazz! *And the skeleton bones, clink… And the skeleton bones, clink…   The skeleton bones clink.* *
Continue reading...
31
Some clichty folks don't know the facts, posin' and preenin' and puttin' on acts, stretchin' their backs. They move into condos up over the ranks, pawn their souls to the local banks. Buying big cars they can't afford, ridin' around town actin' bored. If they want to learn how to live life right they ought to study me on Saturday night. My job at the plant ain't the biggest bet, but I pay my bills and stay out of debt. I get my hair done for my own self's sake, so I don't have to pick and I don't have to rake. Take the church money out and head cross town to my friend girl's house where we plan our round. We meet our men and go to a joint where the music is blue and to the point. Folks write about me. They just can't see how I work all week at the factory. Then get spruced up and laugh and dance And turn away from worry with sassy glance. They accuse me of livin' from day to day, but who are they kiddin'? So are they. My life ain't heaven but it sure ain't hell. I'm not on top but I call it swell if I'm able to work and get paid right and have the luck to be Black on a Saturday night.
0
7.2k
Maya Angelou
Weekend Glory
Some clichty folks don't know the facts, posin' and preenin' and puttin' on acts, stretchin' their backs. They move into condos up over the ranks, pawn their souls to the local banks. Buying big cars they can't afford, ridin' around town actin' bored. If they want to learn how to live life right they ought to study me on Saturday night. My job at the plant ain't the biggest bet, but I pay my bills and stay out of debt. I get my hair done for my own self's sake, so I don't have to pick and I don't have to rake. Take the church money out and head cross town to my friend girl's house where we plan our round. We meet our men and go to a joint where the music is blue and to the point. Folks write about me. They just can't see how I work all week at the factory. Then get spruced up and laugh and dance And turn away from worry with sassy glance. They accuse me of livin' from day to day, but who are they kiddin'? So are they. My life ain't heaven but it sure ain't hell. I'm not on top but I call it swell if I'm able to work and get paid right and have the luck to be Black on a Saturday night.
Continue reading...
50
Whats there to loose when ive lost it all Its not the same anymore everything is about to fall No one hears me cry im hurting deep inside The only thing thts helping me cope is this wonderful dope The feeling of being numb just calms me dwn actin dumb No one cant replace her ima love her forever Im just sick of being mistreated Im constantly hurting Its not good but i got a couple of grudges im still holding Is this how im suppose to live my life I fall asleep with tears in my eyes I hate having withdrawals its a constant reminder im still alive ..?
0
Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 9:14 PM UTC
ashlamzz
Lost Soul.
Whats there to loose when ive lost it all Its not the same anymore everything is about to fall No one hears me cry im hurting deep inside The only thing thts helping me cope is this wonderful dope The feeling of being numb just calms me dwn actin dumb No one cant replace her ima love her forever Im just sick of being mistreated Im constantly hurting Its not good but i got a couple of grudges im still holding Is this how im suppose to live my life I fall asleep with tears in my eyes I hate having withdrawals its a constant reminder im still alive ..?
Continue reading...
12
I am a bad ***** Doing bad, ***** Doing bad so long It's like a habit. Been down for so long ***** turned me into a mad ***** **** being sad ***** Sad for what? I don't have **** As soon as I got one thing **** it's gone like magic. Cause it cost more to have nothing Then to have **** All this, over compensation And tryna pay back **** That I gave to a Mf when they didnt have it. So now Im in my bag ***** Now im wrong cause im actin savage. Tryna get my life together, i thought youd be glad ***** Im jus a badd ***** Going threw bad **** Shot ain't right But that's too bad *****
0
Jul 15, 2017
Jul 15, 2017 at 7:36 PM UTC
TEE_ESS
BADD, no wale.
I am a bad ***** Doing bad, ***** Doing bad so long It's like a habit. Been down for so long ***** turned me into a mad ***** **** being sad ***** Sad for what? I don't have **** As soon as I got one thing **** it's gone like magic. Cause it cost more to have nothing Then to have **** All this, over compensation And tryna pay back **** That I gave to a Mf when they didnt have it. So now Im in my bag ***** Now im wrong cause im actin savage. Tryna get my life together, i thought youd be glad ***** Im jus a badd ***** Going threw bad **** Shot ain't right But that's too bad *****
Continue reading...
23
By: Cedric McClester Your ***** - my ***** - our ****** gone Over 5000 people were there to morn So when I hear you callin him I get real torn And emotionally become a bit forlorn Your ***** – my ***** –our ****** dead What’s it gonna take to get that through your head Some blame it on the kinda life he led But I blame it on all y’all instead Your ***** – my ***** everywhere I go Our ****** dead - act like you know It’s become a sport or some kinda game To casually evoke his name in vain Your ***** – my ***** – our ***** is Turning in the grave site where he lives All the while wonderin what the hell gives And I ain’t jiving you I’m talkin square biz Your ***** – my ***** – our ****** gone Out of pain and struggle our ***** was born The object of ridicule and also scorn Now the mention of his name only brings a yawn Your ***** – my ***** – our ****** at rest After all he’s been through he deserved no less But y’all like to drop his name nevertheless No respect for the dead if I was to guess Your ***** – my ***** – our ***** died But y’all still call him like he was alive If the truth be told then you would confide Nothin I said can be denied Your ***** – my ***** our ***** too Carried himself the way most ****** do Pants fallin down draggin at his shoe Actin as if he had a missin ***** Your ***** – my ***** our ***** was Characterized by what a ***** does Everywhere he goes he creates a buzz Your ***** – my ***** – our ****** gone Out of pain and struggle our ***** was born The object of ridicule and also scorn Now the mention of his name only brings a yawn Your ***** – my ***** – our ***** see Met with a horrible tragedy So he’s not here he ceases to be Anything other than a memory Free at last free at last at last he’s free Your ***** – my ***** – our ***** gave Everything he had when he was enslaved Finally at rest in a six foot grave And all we’re left with is his name to save Your ***** – my ***** - our ****** through But then again I think somehow you knew To a ****** code the ***** was true Now letting him go is the thing to do Your ***** – my ***** – our ***** left But none of y’all act as if you are bereft Your ***** – my ***** – our ****** gone Out of pain and struggle our ***** was born The object of ridicule and also scorn Now the mention of his name only brings a yawn Your ***** - my ***** - our ****** gone Over 5000 people were there to morn So when I hear you callin him I get real torn And emotionally become a bit forlorn Your ***** – my ***** –our ****** dead What’s it gonna take to get that through your head Some blame it on the kinda life he led But I blame it on all y’all instead Your ***** – my ***** everywhere I go Our ****** dead - act like you know It’s become a sport or some kinda game To casually evoke his name in vain Your ***** – my ***** – our ***** is Turning in the grave site where he lives All the while wonderin what the hell gives And I ain’t jiving you I’m talkin square biz Your ***** – my ***** – our ****** gone Out of pain and struggle our ***** was born The object of ridicule and also scorn Now the mention of his name only brings a yawn (c) Copyright 2015. Cedric McClester. All rights reserved.
0
Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 11:22 PM UTC
cedric-mcclester
OUR NIGGA'S GONE
By: Cedric McClester Your ***** - my ***** - our ****** gone Over 5000 people were there to morn So when I hear you callin him I get real torn And emotionally become a bit forlorn Your ***** – my ***** –our ****** dead What’s it gonna take to get that through your head Some blame it on the kinda life he led But I blame it on all y’all instead Your ***** – my ***** everywhere I go Our ****** dead - act like you know It’s become a sport or some kinda game To casually evoke his name in vain Your ***** – my ***** – our ***** is Turning in the grave site where he lives All the while wonderin what the hell gives And I ain’t jiving you I’m talkin square biz Your ***** – my ***** – our ****** gone Out of pain and struggle our ***** was born The object of ridicule and also scorn Now the mention of his name only brings a yawn Your ***** – my ***** – our ****** at rest After all he’s been through he deserved no less But y’all like to drop his name nevertheless No respect for the dead if I was to guess Your ***** – my ***** – our ***** died But y’all still call him like he was alive If the truth be told then you would confide Nothin I said can be denied Your ***** – my ***** our ***** too Carried himself the way most ****** do Pants fallin down draggin at his shoe Actin as if he had a missin ***** Your ***** – my ***** our ***** was Characterized by what a ***** does Everywhere he goes he creates a buzz Your ***** – my ***** – our ****** gone Out of pain and struggle our ***** was born The object of ridicule and also scorn Now the mention of his name only brings a yawn Your ***** – my ***** – our ***** see Met with a horrible tragedy So he’s not here he ceases to be Anything other than a memory Free at last free at last at last he’s free Your ***** – my ***** – our ***** gave Everything he had when he was enslaved Finally at rest in a six foot grave And all we’re left with is his name to save Your ***** – my ***** - our ****** through But then again I think somehow you knew To a ****** code the ***** was true Now letting him go is the thing to do Your ***** – my ***** – our ***** left But none of y’all act as if you are bereft Your ***** – my ***** – our ****** gone Out of pain and struggle our ***** was born The object of ridicule and also scorn Now the mention of his name only brings a yawn Your ***** - my ***** - our ****** gone Over 5000 people were there to morn So when I hear you callin him I get real torn And emotionally become a bit forlorn Your ***** – my ***** –our ****** dead What’s it gonna take to get that through your head Some blame it on the kinda life he led But I blame it on all y’all instead Your ***** – my ***** everywhere I go Our ****** dead - act like you know It’s become a sport or some kinda game To casually evoke his name in vain Your ***** – my ***** – our ***** is Turning in the grave site where he lives All the while wonderin what the hell gives And I ain’t jiving you I’m talkin square biz Your ***** – my ***** – our ****** gone Out of pain and struggle our ***** was born The object of ridicule and also scorn Now the mention of his name only brings a yawn (c) Copyright 2015. Cedric McClester. All rights reserved.
Continue reading...
80
the new tupac will have you too walkin with gangstas the new two stupidity now two steppin with prankstas murked the first one sayin he's blacker the berry when i'm sweeter than juice bass voiced top me if you want to experience that jacked tweeters induced when i own all of Victoria's secrets as proof tellin me what the body when all his deducement has him actin when he's wearin his shoes crypt walking like that it's only talk missed balking like has bass fits jocking as his only walk ******* with me when All Hailed Mary like if she was his when is only stolen balk I'm walkin again the gauntlet cuz all the women they want this flauntin all **** like if i was jackin all the wanted like ghost whippin me imma follow you till i'm haunted pain really, so bow down, when my diamonds glisten listen again is just as well bilateral biased has his confused his like the ol' eminem was in the new form gettin his face jacked again like me smokin crack with friends like all given enemies stressed was all given was a race black and then we actually are the same race like i knew you back like i owned all the streets like his females thuggin as heathen **** riding i'll **** your *** up like settin me up when i'm always the last muthafucken breathin exposing the ***** heathen breathin like if you were the only man catching bullet rounds exposed like the new you was still alive to the next ** hiked my socks up construed you at hit stupidity when will ride ghettos owned by just the black reppin when you're steppin the whack, honest it was just onyx i'll blast your *** like if you stole my pump shotty: like i never was wanted runst follies anamoly run has all criminal cops all fathering fun deceiving that all to gain was never greed when all greed in need bothering sons: all you still down with me when we ride it looking like a *** while i'm guy gee stag when you're looking into their eyes, they'd know comparison of a bird control as if fathering guys my knowledge is flight applauding the time, are you still down with me i hide behind the love of beauty of my womens eyes when you're looking like the female opened you up to your face compared to opening thighs they don't know like how you stare in the future that tommorow comes only after the dark knowing me marks the coming of the actual god I am "unconditional heart"
0
Sep 5, 2018
Sep 5, 2018 at 11:59 AM UTC
hanson-yang
The New tupac
the new tupac will have you too walkin with gangstas the new two stupidity now two steppin with prankstas murked the first one sayin he's blacker the berry when i'm sweeter than juice bass voiced top me if you want to experience that jacked tweeters induced when i own all of Victoria's secrets as proof tellin me what the body when all his deducement has him actin when he's wearin his shoes crypt walking like that it's only talk missed balking like has bass fits jocking as his only walk ******* with me when All Hailed Mary like if she was his when is only stolen balk I'm walkin again the gauntlet cuz all the women they want this flauntin all **** like if i was jackin all the wanted like ghost whippin me imma follow you till i'm haunted pain really, so bow down, when my diamonds glisten listen again is just as well bilateral biased has his confused his like the ol' eminem was in the new form gettin his face jacked again like me smokin crack with friends like all given enemies stressed was all given was a race black and then we actually are the same race like i knew you back like i owned all the streets like his females thuggin as heathen **** riding i'll **** your *** up like settin me up when i'm always the last muthafucken breathin exposing the ***** heathen breathin like if you were the only man catching bullet rounds exposed like the new you was still alive to the next ** hiked my socks up construed you at hit stupidity when will ride ghettos owned by just the black reppin when you're steppin the whack, honest it was just onyx i'll blast your *** like if you stole my pump shotty: like i never was wanted runst follies anamoly run has all criminal cops all fathering fun deceiving that all to gain was never greed when all greed in need bothering sons: all you still down with me when we ride it looking like a *** while i'm guy gee stag when you're looking into their eyes, they'd know comparison of a bird control as if fathering guys my knowledge is flight applauding the time, are you still down with me i hide behind the love of beauty of my womens eyes when you're looking like the female opened you up to your face compared to opening thighs they don't know like how you stare in the future that tommorow comes only after the dark knowing me marks the coming of the actual god I am "unconditional heart"
Continue reading...
30
Today I decided to go to my crib. I then invited my homies to bid that Lamar is goin to bring his kid. So while I'll be chillin here popin some lids, I noticed none of my homies have come to my crib, not even Lamar and his kid. So I tried actin all cool, until I saw a small red pool. I soon found myself a fool by following that pool. I found two brothers who were smothered in red. One was dead, and conceived a decapitated head. It was Lamar who was stained red. The otha brotha seemed to be a kid. I said, "Why would you do somethin like this." He said, "you will never find the otha bodies I hid." I soon found my homies did make it to my crib, Every single one of them were hung by the head. They were all there except for Lamar's kid.
0
Oct 31, 2014
Oct 31, 2014 at 1:49 AM UTC
bubbly-booger
Chillin in The Crib
Today I decided to go to my crib. I then invited my homies to bid that Lamar is goin to bring his kid. So while I'll be chillin here popin some lids, I noticed none of my homies have come to my crib, not even Lamar and his kid. So I tried actin all cool, until I saw a small red pool. I soon found myself a fool by following that pool. I found two brothers who were smothered in red. One was dead, and conceived a decapitated head. It was Lamar who was stained red. The otha brotha seemed to be a kid. I said, "Why would you do somethin like this." He said, "you will never find the otha bodies I hid." I soon found my homies did make it to my crib, Every single one of them were hung by the head. They were all there except for Lamar's kid.
Continue reading...
20
Center of attraction, captured -by your attention When you sing that way... Mini-dress and a bolo, actin' like your solo. And now you're looking my way? You got something, -mesmerize, make-up 'round your eyes You wanna dance Baby, -is it TIME? Yeah, Girl! My heart's goin' to ruin, Yeah, Girl I'm acting like I'm cool -n You're making it hard, -I imagine my arms Are wrapping you up tight. Yeah, Girl You shine and you're the one, Yeah, Girl The way you dress-up like the Sun? -turn heads of all the Fellas Did you ever think that I'm gonna be your boy tonight? Yeah, Girl shhhh... Yeah, Girl! Staring at you now, **** you're so fine... And the way you move? I'll put on my two, -step, dance on my boots and... hold on you on The Line. Baby, let's go out, ain't no reason to doubt, If you wanna know if I wanna go, -make you mine? You found that boy you know, -is right! Yeah, Girl If you wanna know if I wanna go, -make you mine? shhhh... Yeah, Girl! Yeah, Girl My heart's goin' to ruin, Yeah, Girl I'm acting like I'm cool and... You're making it hard, -I'm wishing my arms Were wrapping you up tight. Yeah, Girl You shine and you're the one, Yeah, Girl The way you dress-up like the Sun, -Ain't thinking about it, come on don't doubt it, Yeah, Girl And if you wanna know if I'm gonna be your boy tonight? shhhh... Yeah, Girl! Yeah, Girl Come and take a little ride with me Yeah, Girl I'm gonna spend a little time with you Yeah, Girl I'm going to hold you like you're mine, and uh oh, oh, oh... Yeah, Girl I'm gonna bring the stars down for you Yeah, Girl You know you make the Sun jealous Yeah, Girl Turning heads of all the Fellas, Yeah, Girl And if you wanna know if I'm gonna be your boy tonight? shhhh... Yeah, Girl! Yeah, Girl I'm acting like I'm chilling, You're making it hard, -I'm wishing my arms Are wrapping you up tight. Yeah, Girl Yeah, Girl You shine and you're the One, Yeah, Girl The way you dress-up like the Sun, -Ain't thinking about it, come on don't doubt it, Yeah, Girl And if you wanna know if I'm gonna be your boy tonight? shhhh... Yeah, Girl! Yeah, Girl! Yeah, Girl! Yeah, Girl Come and take a little ride with me Yeah, Girl I'm gonna spend a little time with you Yeah, Girl I'm going to hold you like you're mine, and uh Yeah, Girl I'm gonna bring the stars down for yah! Yeah, Girl You know you make the Sun jealous Yeah, Girl Turning heads of all these Fellas, Yeah, Girl!
0
Jan 1, 2018
Jan 1, 2018 at 1:18 AM UTC
david-john-mowers
Yeah Girl -response
Center of attraction, captured -by your attention When you sing that way... Mini-dress and a bolo, actin' like your solo. And now you're looking my way? You got something, -mesmerize, make-up 'round your eyes You wanna dance Baby, -is it TIME? Yeah, Girl! My heart's goin' to ruin, Yeah, Girl I'm acting like I'm cool -n You're making it hard, -I imagine my arms Are wrapping you up tight. Yeah, Girl You shine and you're the one, Yeah, Girl The way you dress-up like the Sun? -turn heads of all the Fellas Did you ever think that I'm gonna be your boy tonight? Yeah, Girl shhhh... Yeah, Girl! Staring at you now, **** you're so fine... And the way you move? I'll put on my two, -step, dance on my boots and... hold on you on The Line. Baby, let's go out, ain't no reason to doubt, If you wanna know if I wanna go, -make you mine? You found that boy you know, -is right! Yeah, Girl If you wanna know if I wanna go, -make you mine? shhhh... Yeah, Girl! Yeah, Girl My heart's goin' to ruin, Yeah, Girl I'm acting like I'm cool and... You're making it hard, -I'm wishing my arms Were wrapping you up tight. Yeah, Girl You shine and you're the one, Yeah, Girl The way you dress-up like the Sun, -Ain't thinking about it, come on don't doubt it, Yeah, Girl And if you wanna know if I'm gonna be your boy tonight? shhhh... Yeah, Girl! Yeah, Girl Come and take a little ride with me Yeah, Girl I'm gonna spend a little time with you Yeah, Girl I'm going to hold you like you're mine, and uh oh, oh, oh... Yeah, Girl I'm gonna bring the stars down for you Yeah, Girl You know you make the Sun jealous Yeah, Girl Turning heads of all the Fellas, Yeah, Girl And if you wanna know if I'm gonna be your boy tonight? shhhh... Yeah, Girl! Yeah, Girl I'm acting like I'm chilling, You're making it hard, -I'm wishing my arms Are wrapping you up tight. Yeah, Girl Yeah, Girl You shine and you're the One, Yeah, Girl The way you dress-up like the Sun, -Ain't thinking about it, come on don't doubt it, Yeah, Girl And if you wanna know if I'm gonna be your boy tonight? shhhh... Yeah, Girl! Yeah, Girl! Yeah, Girl! Yeah, Girl Come and take a little ride with me Yeah, Girl I'm gonna spend a little time with you Yeah, Girl I'm going to hold you like you're mine, and uh Yeah, Girl I'm gonna bring the stars down for yah! Yeah, Girl You know you make the Sun jealous Yeah, Girl Turning heads of all these Fellas, Yeah, Girl!
Continue reading...
93
street cred makes a boy a man able to take care of business declares manhood then why are they actin fools around women playen, traden and, braken hearts forgetting that is someones daughter, sister, mother, etc women give birth to men and are trampled on by men humiliated, disrespected, disregarded, mistreated, abused and, neglected all with a smile and honey coated words sweat melting int he mouth bitter swallowing disturbing to the stomach, difficult to ***** out trapping women desperate for safety proudly declaring: "i am man" sealed with appalling behaviour this is how i see the generation, from which i have to choose my mate from party,high maintenance girls chosen dependable good women ignored this begs the question what is a real man lots declare publicly, i am a good man bias and subjected words to safe faded honor honor a word created to make ego taste better
0
Oct 25, 2013
Oct 25, 2013 at 4:38 PM UTC
karin-naude
2013.10.25.2
street cred makes a boy a man able to take care of business declares manhood then why are they actin fools around women playen, traden and, braken hearts forgetting that is someones daughter, sister, mother, etc women give birth to men and are trampled on by men humiliated, disrespected, disregarded, mistreated, abused and, neglected all with a smile and honey coated words sweat melting int he mouth bitter swallowing disturbing to the stomach, difficult to ***** out trapping women desperate for safety proudly declaring: "i am man" sealed with appalling behaviour this is how i see the generation, from which i have to choose my mate from party,high maintenance girls chosen dependable good women ignored this begs the question what is a real man lots declare publicly, i am a good man bias and subjected words to safe faded honor honor a word created to make ego taste better
Continue reading...
21
Here I am, just brushin' up on my notes that someday, I'll sing to you in person That like everything else In this world These days Everything becomes a someday... But how much time do you truly have to fit in all those Long gone promised memories Known as somedays An old man once said to me "I'd like to see the Eiffel Tower" He knew his days were runnin' out But his wish turned into a someday When he passed away Passed away Life is too short To keep saying things Without meanin' it all And actin' upon it I knew this couple long ago Where they went nobody knows But they once said "Someday, we'll go to California Raise our kids just like we wanna." I think they made their wish come true... Life is better when you act Upon every single wish Don't leave any unanswered Call them all back to memories From child to old Everyone says something that turns into a someday... And time passes fast as it always did And time stands still for no one So just do it... Don't waste in the only life you have Live moment to moment Always taken a chance Oh yeah But lesson learned Don't be the old man And waste all your time...
0
Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 10:52 PM UTC
elizabeth-p
Someday Lyrics
Here I am, just brushin' up on my notes that someday, I'll sing to you in person That like everything else In this world These days Everything becomes a someday... But how much time do you truly have to fit in all those Long gone promised memories Known as somedays An old man once said to me "I'd like to see the Eiffel Tower" He knew his days were runnin' out But his wish turned into a someday When he passed away Passed away Life is too short To keep saying things Without meanin' it all And actin' upon it I knew this couple long ago Where they went nobody knows But they once said "Someday, we'll go to California Raise our kids just like we wanna." I think they made their wish come true... Life is better when you act Upon every single wish Don't leave any unanswered Call them all back to memories From child to old Everyone says something that turns into a someday... And time passes fast as it always did And time stands still for no one So just do it... Don't waste in the only life you have Live moment to moment Always taken a chance Oh yeah But lesson learned Don't be the old man And waste all your time...
Continue reading...
41
I decided I'm goin in. Yall dun' slipped up and left me with a pen. It seems lately I been under-drinkin' Over-sober over-contemplating what's been really happening. I'm usually a lot more subtle. I give the benefit of the doubt like I'm a Catholic priest absolving niggas' sins. Confusing my honesty for reckless abandon-in To your chagrin, just hecause you're unable to comprehend. You don't move through this world in the shoes I'm in. I bet no ones ever called you a sub-human. Did that election make YOU question all your caucasian friends? Their motives, their thoughts, biases, Lookin for Microaggressions? Now those relationships are withered at the ends and it depends on larger hearts and open minds to try and mend and re-begin? Because someone you love insulted ALL your kin. Supporting someone who blatantly hates them. Tunnel vision.Could only see what they wanted Sanctity of life only applies to babies aborted Christians were thwarted! How someone with a thumbs up from the Ku Klux have anything to do with what the Lord did?! Granted, the deed is done and hey the truth is out! They were wolves in sheep's clothes till the Pres. Came out in broad daylight He basically made it awright to grossly generalize a race AND do so in plain sight Now ALL the racist crazy folk are poppin  at the mouth. On social media like the 50's in the segregated south, Spewing hate behind a screename sittin' on they mama's couch 'cept we millenials are rowdy and we'll roll up at yo house. How's it 2017 and we still schoolin' folk? Gotta tell you Black  lives matter cause you actin like we dont. In retrospect, it was for the best cause now we ALL woke!
0
Mar 2, 2017
Mar 2, 2017 at 1:57 AM UTC
sharde-fultz
State of Affairs
I decided I'm goin in. Yall dun' slipped up and left me with a pen. It seems lately I been under-drinkin' Over-sober over-contemplating what's been really happening. I'm usually a lot more subtle. I give the benefit of the doubt like I'm a Catholic priest absolving niggas' sins. Confusing my honesty for reckless abandon-in To your chagrin, just hecause you're unable to comprehend. You don't move through this world in the shoes I'm in. I bet no ones ever called you a sub-human. Did that election make YOU question all your caucasian friends? Their motives, their thoughts, biases, Lookin for Microaggressions? Now those relationships are withered at the ends and it depends on larger hearts and open minds to try and mend and re-begin? Because someone you love insulted ALL your kin. Supporting someone who blatantly hates them. Tunnel vision.Could only see what they wanted Sanctity of life only applies to babies aborted Christians were thwarted! How someone with a thumbs up from the Ku Klux have anything to do with what the Lord did?! Granted, the deed is done and hey the truth is out! They were wolves in sheep's clothes till the Pres. Came out in broad daylight He basically made it awright to grossly generalize a race AND do so in plain sight Now ALL the racist crazy folk are poppin  at the mouth. On social media like the 50's in the segregated south, Spewing hate behind a screename sittin' on they mama's couch 'cept we millenials are rowdy and we'll roll up at yo house. How's it 2017 and we still schoolin' folk? Gotta tell you Black  lives matter cause you actin like we dont. In retrospect, it was for the best cause now we ALL woke!
Continue reading...
30
So come everybody throw ya hands In the air for me If y'all feelin this jubilee O yea so lets get back to the actions Satisfaction Of celebrities got ya main attraction No actin I'm packing Gats to baseball bats and who dat? Call me poetry wack splat Goes through ya back bullet hole Filljn those Empty spots ya can't touc what's hot I got reps like birdie Above the rim lace blunt with traces Of v slims Who can stop me if my potency Is near infinite I'm embedded in ya melon eternally Too cool for y'all to see I be With this jubilee a juvenile Born in the wild never smiled as child All I wanted was a few toys from micky ds Could barely afford cheese Make tracks sneeze when I breath Got thick chicks from here all the way to Belize Please don't be ignorant Just throw ya hands up to this anthem Ya can't phantom The jubilee is slammin- Come on Not that the time is right Refocused my sight the black knight Knocking outsights now ya braille as **** for trynA **** with The m o b s t e r ghetto star All hands on the r Ruger luger quick to shoot ya scoop ya Out of the scene like ice cream One man team Don't need a **** near friend in need Please believe I got backups like traffic Hit the skins is automatic cuz static To radio station they hate me Cuz I don't participate in ******** I'm concerned with These ***** *** punks running politics Donald Trump I gotta automatic thAt loves to dump Throw his *** in the trunk Puff skunks I'm slammin on the gas Like an alley oopp dunk full of ***** Dikes to lesbians all want a piece of me I ain't cocky but stocky like Rocky Picket pock me ill find thee Restin peace to my enemies That couldn't get to me I'm hater proof so y'all just throw ya hands in the air for me And represent this jubilee ahh. Come on
0
Jun 15, 2016
Jun 15, 2016 at 12:01 PM UTC
Ru7hl355_Gangsta
Jubilee
So come everybody throw ya hands In the air for me If y'all feelin this jubilee O yea so lets get back to the actions Satisfaction Of celebrities got ya main attraction No actin I'm packing Gats to baseball bats and who dat? Call me poetry wack splat Goes through ya back bullet hole Filljn those Empty spots ya can't touc what's hot I got reps like birdie Above the rim lace blunt with traces Of v slims Who can stop me if my potency Is near infinite I'm embedded in ya melon eternally Too cool for y'all to see I be With this jubilee a juvenile Born in the wild never smiled as child All I wanted was a few toys from micky ds Could barely afford cheese Make tracks sneeze when I breath Got thick chicks from here all the way to Belize Please don't be ignorant Just throw ya hands up to this anthem Ya can't phantom The jubilee is slammin- Come on Not that the time is right Refocused my sight the black knight Knocking outsights now ya braille as **** for trynA **** with The m o b s t e r ghetto star All hands on the r Ruger luger quick to shoot ya scoop ya Out of the scene like ice cream One man team Don't need a **** near friend in need Please believe I got backups like traffic Hit the skins is automatic cuz static To radio station they hate me Cuz I don't participate in ******** I'm concerned with These ***** *** punks running politics Donald Trump I gotta automatic thAt loves to dump Throw his *** in the trunk Puff skunks I'm slammin on the gas Like an alley oopp dunk full of ***** Dikes to lesbians all want a piece of me I ain't cocky but stocky like Rocky Picket pock me ill find thee Restin peace to my enemies That couldn't get to me I'm hater proof so y'all just throw ya hands in the air for me And represent this jubilee ahh. Come on
Continue reading...
57
Be you! Because there is only one you! Don't be a copy of someone's reflection or a con artist of someone else, when you can be your own person,  a unique creation! You shouldn't want to see them, her or him you should want to see you in the mirror. God didn't put you on this earth to be a copy of a person. People like to look like everyone else,  as if it was the new trend. And faker then a barbie doll. Being my own person and actin myself makes me feel free and make me feel like I don't have to put a act on in front of people just to fit in. You can do this and that to fit in but at the end of the day you're not going to have no real friends, just people that sit in your face every day acting like there your friend when there not! Nonconformity is all about being a leader which is basically being yourself and Going against the grain, if you're not a leader then you're a follower and that wears out fast.  So basically just be yourself!! #nonconformity
0
Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 12:16 PM UTC
paige-grant
nonconformity
Be you! Because there is only one you! Don't be a copy of someone's reflection or a con artist of someone else, when you can be your own person,  a unique creation! You shouldn't want to see them, her or him you should want to see you in the mirror. God didn't put you on this earth to be a copy of a person. People like to look like everyone else,  as if it was the new trend. And faker then a barbie doll. Being my own person and actin myself makes me feel free and make me feel like I don't have to put a act on in front of people just to fit in. You can do this and that to fit in but at the end of the day you're not going to have no real friends, just people that sit in your face every day acting like there your friend when there not! Nonconformity is all about being a leader which is basically being yourself and Going against the grain, if you're not a leader then you're a follower and that wears out fast.  So basically just be yourself!! #nonconformity
Continue reading...
1
tizz is an uncle, bro and dem richez i was born viciouz, but always had visionz a young boy used to build bridgez between black and white, peace and fight dreamy adolescence, i spit out whole heavenz wit my divine essence, all dem "lyricis" be jealouz but dey just "so called", cause dey so old tizz grew cold, so not any of dem amateurs won't grow old i'm so cold, i freeze, **** and stay, then i eaze among dem geez we live in codez like secret service, dealin' wit burnaz quick learnaz, sick and sane, our skin is thick, we don't feel pain, black lion's mane, heaven yeah no expression can illustrate tizzopish aggression pay attention! watch out for dat other direction receive my blessin', kneein' between me and the destined it's battle rappin', it's slappin' againzt all of ya actin' friendship versuz rush, some peepz start to blush when you remind them of valuez, like some bad newz i'm the man whose bad moodz be legendary, like a legionary dealin' wit whatz necessary, cause i was born predatory find tizz shinin' in the mornin' glory and rhymin' a story readin' diz is mandatory, just anotha category, stolen from the laboratory, **** am i now swollen, and all-in like all-night, alright, feed em just a small bite
0
Nov 7, 2020
Nov 7, 2020 at 8:13 AM UTC
maxneumann
No Breaks
tizz is an uncle, bro and dem richez i was born viciouz, but always had visionz a young boy used to build bridgez between black and white, peace and fight dreamy adolescence, i spit out whole heavenz wit my divine essence, all dem "lyricis" be jealouz but dey just "so called", cause dey so old tizz grew cold, so not any of dem amateurs won't grow old i'm so cold, i freeze, **** and stay, then i eaze among dem geez we live in codez like secret service, dealin' wit burnaz quick learnaz, sick and sane, our skin is thick, we don't feel pain, black lion's mane, heaven yeah no expression can illustrate tizzopish aggression pay attention! watch out for dat other direction receive my blessin', kneein' between me and the destined it's battle rappin', it's slappin' againzt all of ya actin' friendship versuz rush, some peepz start to blush when you remind them of valuez, like some bad newz i'm the man whose bad moodz be legendary, like a legionary dealin' wit whatz necessary, cause i was born predatory find tizz shinin' in the mornin' glory and rhymin' a story readin' diz is mandatory, just anotha category, stolen from the laboratory, **** am i now swollen, and all-in like all-night, alright, feed em just a small bite
Continue reading...
24
whats up comin at cha from a different perspective…… I don’t have to be a gangsta pack heat rock jordans 300 dolla feat ice coated nines blindin muthafukkas actin all hard causin a ruckus I roll wit style my own I made not actin like a ***** still getting paid I been married 10 years still eatin that same salad real love is better than ******* tryin to act valid see if fake *** **** is what you sellin my crew see threw be handed out honeydew melons I’m a new kind a rapper – See I help ya move and loan cash same friends since way back roll deep smoke **** life cheap retire neat buy a yatch drive a jeep grow my own still a freak I’m a different kind of rapper – you can call me Sammy T or MCDJPJS, if a please i bring it hard put ya on your knees have ya starin up, mouth all agape but when I still don’t touch ya you be callin **** try to knock me down like Cosby ***** I’ll trap ya sell ya *** to Pauly feed ya mushroom set you in a field play some grateful dead watch ya spirit yield Im a different kind of rapper –
0
Mar 28, 2015
Mar 28, 2015 at 1:09 PM UTC
s-lyman-temple
Different kind of rapper
whats up comin at cha from a different perspective…… I don’t have to be a gangsta pack heat rock jordans 300 dolla feat ice coated nines blindin muthafukkas actin all hard causin a ruckus I roll wit style my own I made not actin like a ***** still getting paid I been married 10 years still eatin that same salad real love is better than ******* tryin to act valid see if fake *** **** is what you sellin my crew see threw be handed out honeydew melons I’m a new kind a rapper – See I help ya move and loan cash same friends since way back roll deep smoke **** life cheap retire neat buy a yatch drive a jeep grow my own still a freak I’m a different kind of rapper – you can call me Sammy T or MCDJPJS, if a please i bring it hard put ya on your knees have ya starin up, mouth all agape but when I still don’t touch ya you be callin **** try to knock me down like Cosby ***** I’ll trap ya sell ya *** to Pauly feed ya mushroom set you in a field play some grateful dead watch ya spirit yield Im a different kind of rapper –
Continue reading...
55
No woman Is worth what you put me through, Girls talk about men and the bad **** he'd do, But that's nothing compared, To the emotional despair, From terrorist attacks, from a woman's lair, **** I'd wonder why I'd care, Sayin' it isn't fair, Ya disappointment's perpetual and you were never there, Should have not got ****** now my heart need repair, And through all the pain and agony you weren't even aware, I tried to shrug my love, Pretend I didn't give a **** Hoping it didn't come back round like bad karma, ****** luck, Hard truths, Cold facts, It's all through, What's the point of part one if there's never part two? Heart's glued, Still trying to put back broken pieces, It's all you, And I'm thinkin' over thesis, Go back to observation, Evidence of perpetration, Hold you accountable for all ya allegations, It all supports my theory, If I'm superman your kryptonite when you're near me, I fear thee, Cryin' when you week and weary, Sayin' "Jared, I need a friend so please hear me" 'Cause that's the nicotine I try not to let get near me, Askin', "Are you listening?" Through self imposed misery Treatin' me like a figurine, So I play you like a tennis team, And make sure you get no love, back to my history! Because you never deserved my presence, Men try to win ya heart just a part of contestants, Just to win a section, Of your empty affection, Compulsion, and expections, Of giving that's one way in direction, Taker Take her, Come meet you maker, The distance you created like the comet did the crater, Don't ask me for no favors, Cause i savor the flavor, Of live with out you compared, To a life with you despaired, And everyday your name slips me, Is like a little victory, Because you name is to me, A bad taste in my mouth, and amnesia is my listerine, Forgetting things, Now relationships are hard, because, of what you did to me, Left me with scars, half dead like chivalry, But it still lives through me, If I ever see you again, I'll pretend, it didn't get to me, Stop talking, and start listening, Vapid actress, When will you stop actin'? You can fake love but you can't fake passion, Vapid actress, When will you stop actin'? You can fake love but you can't fake passion.
0
May 31, 2013
May 31, 2013 at 11:47 AM UTC
jared-van
Manifest
No woman Is worth what you put me through, Girls talk about men and the bad **** he'd do, But that's nothing compared, To the emotional despair, From terrorist attacks, from a woman's lair, **** I'd wonder why I'd care, Sayin' it isn't fair, Ya disappointment's perpetual and you were never there, Should have not got ****** now my heart need repair, And through all the pain and agony you weren't even aware, I tried to shrug my love, Pretend I didn't give a **** Hoping it didn't come back round like bad karma, ****** luck, Hard truths, Cold facts, It's all through, What's the point of part one if there's never part two? Heart's glued, Still trying to put back broken pieces, It's all you, And I'm thinkin' over thesis, Go back to observation, Evidence of perpetration, Hold you accountable for all ya allegations, It all supports my theory, If I'm superman your kryptonite when you're near me, I fear thee, Cryin' when you week and weary, Sayin' "Jared, I need a friend so please hear me" 'Cause that's the nicotine I try not to let get near me, Askin', "Are you listening?" Through self imposed misery Treatin' me like a figurine, So I play you like a tennis team, And make sure you get no love, back to my history! Because you never deserved my presence, Men try to win ya heart just a part of contestants, Just to win a section, Of your empty affection, Compulsion, and expections, Of giving that's one way in direction, Taker Take her, Come meet you maker, The distance you created like the comet did the crater, Don't ask me for no favors, Cause i savor the flavor, Of live with out you compared, To a life with you despaired, And everyday your name slips me, Is like a little victory, Because you name is to me, A bad taste in my mouth, and amnesia is my listerine, Forgetting things, Now relationships are hard, because, of what you did to me, Left me with scars, half dead like chivalry, But it still lives through me, If I ever see you again, I'll pretend, it didn't get to me, Stop talking, and start listening, Vapid actress, When will you stop actin'? You can fake love but you can't fake passion, Vapid actress, When will you stop actin'? You can fake love but you can't fake passion.
Continue reading...
63
This sinking feeling sets, It feels just like a hole inside your chest. I know you're thinking, No, no, no, no, it is easier said than done, But please let me attest. I know it's hard. You're feeling like you're trapped, But that's how you react, When you cannot see the light. But try and see the light. I'm tellin' you, No, no, no, no, You're the only one Standing in your way, Just take a breath, relax, and tell me… Why? Please tell me why do we worry? Why? Why do we worry at all? Why? Just tell me why do we worry? When worry is never helping tell me Why? Why worry at all? Why do we insist, On crossing bridges that do not exist? Let's take these issues Step by step by step, to work it out, Day by day by day we're falling down, But life goes on. I've got some questions, Are you sick of feelin' sorry? Uh huh, And people sayin' not to worry? Uh huh, Sick of hearing this hakuna matata motto, From people who won the lotto, We're not that lucky. Have you noticed that you're breathing? Uh huh, Look around and count your blessings, Uh huh, So when you're sick of all this stressin' and guessin' I'm suggestin' you turn this up and let them hear you sing it. Why? Please tell me why do we worry? Why? Why do we worry at all? Why? Just tell me why do we worry? When worry is never helping tell me Why? Why worry at all? Chin up, quit actin' like you're half dead. Tears can only half fill how you’re feelin'. Don't worry, be happy baby. Stand up, life is too **** short, That clock is ticking. Man up, if ya feel me, Everybody sing it. Why? Please tell me why do we worry? Why? Why do we worry at all? Why? Just tell me why do we worry? When worry is never helping tell me Why? Why worry at all? Why? Please tell me why do we worry? Why? Why do we worry at all? Why? Just tell me why do we worry? When worry is never helping I'm not buying what they're selling So if worry's never helping tell me Why, Why? Worry at all?
0
Jun 5, 2017
Jun 5, 2017 at 11:57 AM UTC
nonrelevantbryn
Why Worry - Set It Off
This sinking feeling sets, It feels just like a hole inside your chest. I know you're thinking, No, no, no, no, it is easier said than done, But please let me attest. I know it's hard. You're feeling like you're trapped, But that's how you react, When you cannot see the light. But try and see the light. I'm tellin' you, No, no, no, no, You're the only one Standing in your way, Just take a breath, relax, and tell me… Why? Please tell me why do we worry? Why? Why do we worry at all? Why? Just tell me why do we worry? When worry is never helping tell me Why? Why worry at all? Why do we insist, On crossing bridges that do not exist? Let's take these issues Step by step by step, to work it out, Day by day by day we're falling down, But life goes on. I've got some questions, Are you sick of feelin' sorry? Uh huh, And people sayin' not to worry? Uh huh, Sick of hearing this hakuna matata motto, From people who won the lotto, We're not that lucky. Have you noticed that you're breathing? Uh huh, Look around and count your blessings, Uh huh, So when you're sick of all this stressin' and guessin' I'm suggestin' you turn this up and let them hear you sing it. Why? Please tell me why do we worry? Why? Why do we worry at all? Why? Just tell me why do we worry? When worry is never helping tell me Why? Why worry at all? Chin up, quit actin' like you're half dead. Tears can only half fill how you’re feelin'. Don't worry, be happy baby. Stand up, life is too **** short, That clock is ticking. Man up, if ya feel me, Everybody sing it. Why? Please tell me why do we worry? Why? Why do we worry at all? Why? Just tell me why do we worry? When worry is never helping tell me Why? Why worry at all? Why? Please tell me why do we worry? Why? Why do we worry at all? Why? Just tell me why do we worry? When worry is never helping I'm not buying what they're selling So if worry's never helping tell me Why, Why? Worry at all?
Continue reading...
80
Crazy Circus (just a wrap) We're runnin' like chickens with our heads cut off, Squealing like piggies round the old food trough, Stuck on a treadmill and we can't get off, It's a crazy circus Lost and confused, walkin in a trance, Common sense needs a second chance, But time is runnin out gotta change our stance, Such a crazy circus Just lookin' for respect we think we know But the real truth is you reap what you sow Under the bigtop we're up on the stage Spillin' and killin' lost in a rage Why can't we just turn the page Of this crazy circus Strutin' our stuff actin' real cool Posin' in the mirror ready for a duel Now who do you think is the real fool What a crazy circus The old ringmaster we're the main attraction Always lookin' for some kind of action Spinnin' our wheels losin' our traction In this crazy circus Just lookin' for respect we act like we know But the real truth is you reap what you sow Gomer LePoet...
0
Mar 12, 2010
Mar 12, 2010 at 3:44 AM UTC
david-nelson
Crazy Circus (just a wrap)
Crazy Circus (just a wrap) We're runnin' like chickens with our heads cut off, Squealing like piggies round the old food trough, Stuck on a treadmill and we can't get off, It's a crazy circus Lost and confused, walkin in a trance, Common sense needs a second chance, But time is runnin out gotta change our stance, Such a crazy circus Just lookin' for respect we think we know But the real truth is you reap what you sow Under the bigtop we're up on the stage Spillin' and killin' lost in a rage Why can't we just turn the page Of this crazy circus Strutin' our stuff actin' real cool Posin' in the mirror ready for a duel Now who do you think is the real fool What a crazy circus The old ringmaster we're the main attraction Always lookin' for some kind of action Spinnin' our wheels losin' our traction In this crazy circus Just lookin' for respect we act like we know But the real truth is you reap what you sow Gomer LePoet...
Continue reading...
26
Crazy Circus (just a wrap) We’re runnin’ like chickens with our heads cut off, Squealing like piggies round the old food trough, Stuck on a treadmill and we can’t get off, It’s a crazy circus Lost and confused, walkin in a trance, Common sense needs a second chance, But time is runnin out gotta change our stance, Such a crazy circus Just lookin’ for respect we think we know But the real truth is you reap what you sow Under the bigtop we’re up on the stage Spillin’ and killin’ lost in a rage Why can’t we just turn the page Of this crazy circus Strutin’ our stuff actin’ real cool Posin’ in the mirror ready for a duel Now who do you think is the real fool What a crazy circus The old ringmaster we’re the main attraction Always lookin’ for some kind of action Spinnin’ our wheels losin’ our traction In this crazy circus Just lookin’ for respect we act like we know But the real truth is you reap what you sow Gomer LePoet...
0
Apr 30, 2013
Apr 30, 2013 at 5:19 PM UTC
david-nelson
Crazy Circus (just a wrap- r)
Crazy Circus (just a wrap) We’re runnin’ like chickens with our heads cut off, Squealing like piggies round the old food trough, Stuck on a treadmill and we can’t get off, It’s a crazy circus Lost and confused, walkin in a trance, Common sense needs a second chance, But time is runnin out gotta change our stance, Such a crazy circus Just lookin’ for respect we think we know But the real truth is you reap what you sow Under the bigtop we’re up on the stage Spillin’ and killin’ lost in a rage Why can’t we just turn the page Of this crazy circus Strutin’ our stuff actin’ real cool Posin’ in the mirror ready for a duel Now who do you think is the real fool What a crazy circus The old ringmaster we’re the main attraction Always lookin’ for some kind of action Spinnin’ our wheels losin’ our traction In this crazy circus Just lookin’ for respect we act like we know But the real truth is you reap what you sow Gomer LePoet...
Continue reading...
26
The Bad News Bears may bring a flash flood tear storm , to the beach-rockers by the bay. But that won't stop them. They're just. stuck in the mud. Cause some people had to spill their problems on your calm beach. The world is a cynical/circular/cycle. But time doesn't exist. You'll always be here. In the web or out the cocoon. So smoke a joint and check your weave. Youz actin' a lil' cray-cray, Bay-Bay.
0
May 8, 2012
May 8, 2012 at 3:27 PM UTC
Sacrelicious
Beach-Rockers By The Bay.
The Bad News Bears may bring a flash flood tear storm , to the beach-rockers by the bay. But that won't stop them. They're just. stuck in the mud. Cause some people had to spill their problems on your calm beach. The world is a cynical/circular/cycle. But time doesn't exist. You'll always be here. In the web or out the cocoon. So smoke a joint and check your weave. Youz actin' a lil' cray-cray, Bay-Bay.
Continue reading...
30
Never from streets So I don’t know what it’s like To fight for every bite To **** for my steals To sell dope for hope Naw I’m not tryin to be mockery I’m just starting to realize that democracy Is just plain Hypocrisy See I’ve never been a fan of the man White, Black, any of them I’m so caught up being an individual That I’ve become delusional How can one day we’re all about supportin’ each other And then the next We’re all vexed in each other’s faces Throwing out words about different races and old time cases Can’t we just erase this? Times are changing But what about our foundation Under the words of our Nation And all things by His creation Have we forgotten about that? I feel like I can’t connect to my neighbor So honoring them doesn’t fit my favor To my left to the right By day by night I feel like I don’t know **** About this: The Election Personifying my Perfection Finding a Connection To myself to us Can Obama STOP the drama? Can they end all this trauma? Of young girls being ***** out of their virginity All these little boys out here actin’ all hard Because they forgot about unity Wishes Broken dishes Fame Not getting’ paid 600 Billion Dollars? All to support the white collar Shit…they must be mad ballers Sittin all high livin fly Not even worrying about how they gon get by Half of ‘em don’t even have to try I want to reach out and hold my brother Let me be his cover Thru the brush fires, quakes, shakes, and floods Not one blood Our bloods Coming together in a place of Brotherhood Shaking every other’s hand Construct a band Of Solidity Of Strength Of Loyalty And With this We cannot foil And the black oil Bleeding into our conscious streams Will find a way to cease If we increase Our bond I just want to be United And be in different States I just want to be One Nation, under God, Indivisible Having the Liberty To give and have Justice For all. God Bless.…I guess…
0
Dec 1, 2011
Dec 1, 2011 at 12:15 AM UTC
broadway-b
United Stands of America
Never from streets So I don’t know what it’s like To fight for every bite To **** for my steals To sell dope for hope Naw I’m not tryin to be mockery I’m just starting to realize that democracy Is just plain Hypocrisy See I’ve never been a fan of the man White, Black, any of them I’m so caught up being an individual That I’ve become delusional How can one day we’re all about supportin’ each other And then the next We’re all vexed in each other’s faces Throwing out words about different races and old time cases Can’t we just erase this? Times are changing But what about our foundation Under the words of our Nation And all things by His creation Have we forgotten about that? I feel like I can’t connect to my neighbor So honoring them doesn’t fit my favor To my left to the right By day by night I feel like I don’t know **** About this: The Election Personifying my Perfection Finding a Connection To myself to us Can Obama STOP the drama? Can they end all this trauma? Of young girls being ***** out of their virginity All these little boys out here actin’ all hard Because they forgot about unity Wishes Broken dishes Fame Not getting’ paid 600 Billion Dollars? All to support the white collar Shit…they must be mad ballers Sittin all high livin fly Not even worrying about how they gon get by Half of ‘em don’t even have to try I want to reach out and hold my brother Let me be his cover Thru the brush fires, quakes, shakes, and floods Not one blood Our bloods Coming together in a place of Brotherhood Shaking every other’s hand Construct a band Of Solidity Of Strength Of Loyalty And With this We cannot foil And the black oil Bleeding into our conscious streams Will find a way to cease If we increase Our bond I just want to be United And be in different States I just want to be One Nation, under God, Indivisible Having the Liberty To give and have Justice For all. God Bless.…I guess…
Continue reading...
73
Guys say they wanna ride or die but they looking at these thots. Wanna girl nice and pretty also gotta be smart. Trying find the perfect girl in this UN perfect world. The girl you really need thinks she’s gotta be a queen. Got us searching for our king but he can’t be seen. If you don’t wanna thot, fellas you really need to stop. A girl who’s right for you is the one who is lost. But girls you too gotta stay true. Stop actin like you dumb because in the end it ain’t cute *** Dress modest cause hottest.. I know you show some skin thinking it’s the guy that you’ll win. But he ain’t the one for you if he only looking at your ***** Play it safe play it smart make him work for your heart. Love is a two way street so slow down and see who you meet.
0
Nov 24, 2015
Nov 24, 2015 at 10:08 PM UTC
mary-rush
Love is a two way street
Guys say they wanna ride or die but they looking at these thots. Wanna girl nice and pretty also gotta be smart. Trying find the perfect girl in this UN perfect world. The girl you really need thinks she’s gotta be a queen. Got us searching for our king but he can’t be seen. If you don’t wanna thot, fellas you really need to stop. A girl who’s right for you is the one who is lost. But girls you too gotta stay true. Stop actin like you dumb because in the end it ain’t cute *** Dress modest cause hottest.. I know you show some skin thinking it’s the guy that you’ll win. But he ain’t the one for you if he only looking at your ***** Play it safe play it smart make him work for your heart. Love is a two way street so slow down and see who you meet.
Continue reading...
14
Yesterday, I turned twenty-one. I was born in July, but I can smell the holly of winter and graduation is a block away. Two months ago, I was sixteen, trying to figure out high school and imagining the person I was going to be. Twenty years ago, I was ten, boxing up my life and meeting friends who took basketball just as serious. Once upon a time, I was six. As biology dictates, at some point I was even younger But time is a dream I cannot grasp I am not the same person I was then as I am not the same person I was five minutes ago if only due to the way my actin slides and the way my mitochondria only carry my mother’s DNA. Slow and passive, that’s evolution, not revolution. I still feel like an ant with a barrel of gasoline waiting for a spark to set it ablaze.
0
Dec 9, 2012
Dec 9, 2012 at 8:48 PM UTC
paige-miller
Time's Tale
Yesterday, I turned twenty-one. I was born in July, but I can smell the holly of winter and graduation is a block away. Two months ago, I was sixteen, trying to figure out high school and imagining the person I was going to be. Twenty years ago, I was ten, boxing up my life and meeting friends who took basketball just as serious. Once upon a time, I was six. As biology dictates, at some point I was even younger But time is a dream I cannot grasp I am not the same person I was then as I am not the same person I was five minutes ago if only due to the way my actin slides and the way my mitochondria only carry my mother’s DNA. Slow and passive, that’s evolution, not revolution. I still feel like an ant with a barrel of gasoline waiting for a spark to set it ablaze.
Continue reading...
23
Though the date may be late… and Those type things don’t happen anymore…MUCH…dare I say Those type things don’t happen MUCH anymore… (yes I dared) It is nevertheless ingrained… No matter the age or the date However young or old… It is in our DNA… and Our DNA does not forget Will not allow us As other cultures will To easily enjoy The remote loveliness… and Maniacally flowering greenery… and Beauteous quiet of this Southern forest… this Confederate lake…   Without our spirits Sadly counting The cumulative number of Hundreds of years of Fertilization by Black Men’s bones… But like my father and his father before him We show up anyway… Albeit somewhat uneasily… While the native good-ole-boys Stand stock still and stare Actin’ like they never seen one’a us before… and Though we arrived obviously prepared for what we came to do They still stare… as if wondering what we could possibly be doing here… or maybe… how dare we enjoy God’s green earth with our brown selfs… And my beautiful Black Man with ease of motion Audaciously pays the Black Tax (the quoted price over what the sign says the price is) As I bait my line in defiance Albeit somewhat uneasily… and Cast it out into this confederate lake And my beautiful Black Man Also stands… broad shoulders back… and Pointedly does not acknowledge the presence of the natives As they stand stock still and stare But it is there (We will NOT be afraid… and we will NOT go away) Unspoken between us... But Always in the back of the mind… The recesses of the consciousness… Preparation for this day… and the worst that it can bring… Is ingrained…
0
Apr 30, 2013
Apr 30, 2013 at 3:15 PM UTC
carla-marie
This Beauteous Confederate Lake
Though the date may be late… and Those type things don’t happen anymore…MUCH…dare I say Those type things don’t happen MUCH anymore… (yes I dared) It is nevertheless ingrained… No matter the age or the date However young or old… It is in our DNA… and Our DNA does not forget Will not allow us As other cultures will To easily enjoy The remote loveliness… and Maniacally flowering greenery… and Beauteous quiet of this Southern forest… this Confederate lake…   Without our spirits Sadly counting The cumulative number of Hundreds of years of Fertilization by Black Men’s bones… But like my father and his father before him We show up anyway… Albeit somewhat uneasily… While the native good-ole-boys Stand stock still and stare Actin’ like they never seen one’a us before… and Though we arrived obviously prepared for what we came to do They still stare… as if wondering what we could possibly be doing here… or maybe… how dare we enjoy God’s green earth with our brown selfs… And my beautiful Black Man with ease of motion Audaciously pays the Black Tax (the quoted price over what the sign says the price is) As I bait my line in defiance Albeit somewhat uneasily… and Cast it out into this confederate lake And my beautiful Black Man Also stands… broad shoulders back… and Pointedly does not acknowledge the presence of the natives As they stand stock still and stare But it is there (We will NOT be afraid… and we will NOT go away) Unspoken between us... But Always in the back of the mind… The recesses of the consciousness… Preparation for this day… and the worst that it can bring… Is ingrained…
Continue reading...
50