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We Good
Through the years, i have struggled with this big ass weight on my back
Watching these fools race to the top planting flags and shit as I conceptualize each step
being led by the strings of society living by any means necessary just to get a dollar
while a real nigga like me is pushing against the grain
using my own heart to decipher the means of this life
the crooked man watching me from the top throwing salt on these open wounds
doing whatever to keep this dark skin from being respected
labeling my men as felons so they're forced to push this weight
them the niggas to the left of me
single mothers need a hand and now they stuck in the system,
working two jobs, shining knobs, just so little mans dreams have a chance
I see you baby, keep pushin
behind me are the girls who gave all their power away
to these niggas that promised to stay
you fine as wine girl but yo good sense has been severed
so now you wandering, pondering, thinking... "how do i get out this shit"
keep climbin
then my men, my real men
striving to knock his crooked ass down
not giving a fuck about the negativity surrounding them knockin down the walls of Jericho
pushing on like a choo choo
i see you
damn im tired
weight tryna hold me down as im steadily watching these fools race to the top being led by the strings of society
but we just gon keep pushin
me, my niggas to the left,
my strong women to the right
and the real men over yonder
we good.
Watching these fools race to the top planting flags and shit as I conceptualize each step
being led by the strings of society living by any means necessary just to get a dollar
while a real nigga like me is pushing against the grain
using my own heart to decipher the means of this life
the crooked man watching me from the top throwing salt on these open wounds
doing whatever to keep this dark skin from being respected
labeling my men as felons so they're forced to push this weight
them the niggas to the left of me
single mothers need a hand and now they stuck in the system,
working two jobs, shining knobs, just so little mans dreams have a chance
I see you baby, keep pushin
behind me are the girls who gave all their power away
to these niggas that promised to stay
you fine as wine girl but yo good sense has been severed
so now you wandering, pondering, thinking... "how do i get out this shit"
keep climbin
then my men, my real men
striving to knock his crooked ass down
not giving a fuck about the negativity surrounding them knockin down the walls of Jericho
pushing on like a choo choo
i see you
damn im tired
weight tryna hold me down as im steadily watching these fools race to the top being led by the strings of society
but we just gon keep pushin
me, my niggas to the left,
my strong women to the right
and the real men over yonder
we good.
Souled Out
where do we draw the line between conquer and defeat
how do we tap into keeping the essence of our own soul
for sale or souled out
actions of another that we cannot control is the consequence of losing
Lost is the destination of the weary.
up is the equivalent of down and everything in between is nonexistent
fatally twisted in lies that we consume everyday
blood gushing insecurities
and through them all we find ourselves
seeping....
until there is nothing left
what is left but a soul lost?
-dedicated to AJF
Well Done
Despite the good times and my undeniable attraction, i respect the drive. Look at this photograph and try to find your way out of its beauty.. almost impossible.
Lord of Lords and God over the souls, while here on earth, I lied, stole, cheated, and manipulated. I had a lustful mind and a foul mouth. Once upon a time I even tried to find my own way. But despite my short comings....i LOVED. I loved like no other. Unconditionally. Everything. I was grateful for every experience and I learned from your lessons. I helped the helpless and appreciated the unappreciated. I even attempted to make disciples in my courageousness. Lord, I loved. The only thing that I knew was right. Because you loved me despite.
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