"verga" poems
el hombre que yo amo
ni sabe que lo amo
he doesn't dream of justice
he's not even conscious
even if i'm meters away
he can not see me
he's blindfolded by social constructions
..
the man i love
doesn't notice
que desde hace tiempo
my love has been receding
he can't look me in the eye
for he is afraid to see his reflection
the man i love
is full of fears and demons
..
el hombre que yo amo
is totally imperfect
he's not even my type
too low for my expectations
easy to forget
hard to keep loving
yet something inside
deep inside
keeps revolting
..
el hombre que yo amo
no sabe que lo amo
tal vez le importa mierda
si me voy al con~o
..
deep inside he knows it
deep inside he feels it
but he's such a ******* coward
weak
and full of ********
..
el hombre que yo amo
..
mas bien
el hombre que quien sabe si lo amo
worships indoctrination
colonized perspectives
he's materialistic
he can't see beyond flesh
sometimes i even wonder
if he has a spirit
..
el hombre que yo amo
como un gran pendejo
vale pa' pura verga
no se ni por que lo quiero
i guess that says a lot about me
very ******* telling
..
i'll turn on a candle
and do a little prayer
para asi olvidarlo
..
el hombre que yo am
Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 8:47 AM UTC
So know what it is with this sinister ****
Notorious Enemy, is all in this *****
Las calles saven, lo que pasa
If I reach out with the strap estas balas te
alcansan
And this records, I'm working even faster
Ese hood rat ***** in the way I'll blast her
I'm the first, to let them fly
Puncture me you the first to fucken die
I pay the block, I got the codes encrypted
At the stove in the kitchen getting ready to whip it
Fucken wicked, the things start ringing
So shooting vatos down on the stand that's sicken
Take ah loss, I'm Mac-11 The Boss
That's the price they gotta pay the *** cover the
cost
Let's make it clear, foo I got no fear
Ese you fear death so your death is near
This is what war is all about
Ese vatos laid out they get shot in their mouth
And some in the back trying to run from death
But death caught 'em slipping put his life in check
Who's next? It's what the Reaper say
The Reaper say he ain't come to play
That's all day, is 'bout them evil ways
And wars all about hunting down you're prey
[Lyrics from: http://www.lyrics.az/conejo/-/what-war-is-all-about.html]
The gun connect get him out of the station
From ah ***** *** cop that wanna go in their cases
So excell 'im, to anybody
And now he got read letting off that shotty
Gang murders, they'll make the news
It make the city look bad if the terrors new
Exactly, that's what I mean
The **** I say is fucken evil elite
So diss one, when your *** out here
*** nothings gonna change us situations are fierce
So check game, it's more than rough in this
Get ah good night sleep, *** they'll wage you by 6
And suffocate you, and try to break you
If you don't say ah word this muthufuckers will hate
you
A la verga, I'm the scarecrow
El Angel de la Muerte with that platinum halo
This is what war is all about
Ese vatos laid out they get shot in their mouth
And some in the back trying to run from death
But death caught 'em slipping put his life in check
Who's next? It's what the Reaper say
The Reaper say he ain't come to play
That's all day, is 'bout them evil ways
And wars all about hunting down you're prey
May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 2:31 PM UTC