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When there's nothing new under the sun, I wonder how do things change?
I've been locked up 7 years and feel like I haven’t missed a thang. Black people are still oppressed and impoverished The males are still drug dealers and robbers The females are still raising bad ass kids without their fathers And the ones who indoctrinated us all are still not being held responsible... Ancient Egyptians were draped in gold too But the rappers back then were called philosophers and prophets. That's back when Royal blood running thru your veins meant something iconic. Money holds more weight than honor. Greed will make the most honorable man do what's dishonorable. Its alarming... No one sticks to the code anymore but that’s what they really meant by, global warming. Because the weather been up and down since the beginning of time. And there's been snakes in the grass since Eve met Adam and she bit that apple. And that was way before Cain killed Abel Ever since we were able to live we were enabled to die. Some faster than others, some harsher than others And we still never get answers to why. If time didn't have a number If days didn't have a name We would all understand that nothing ever changes, except our perspective of thangs...
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Arrogance fuels my
Boastfulness. It derives from my Charismatic nature. Its something I'm yet to Decipher, but it’s along the lines of me being an Entertainer. For years people Gravitated to my Humbly arrogant manner. Isolated for 23 hours in Jail cells help me gain Knowledge of self. Learning my characteristics as well as My strengths and weaknesses. As well as the Negative AND positive traits. Ordinarily people Perceive themselves as flawless until those flaws are Questioned. Reading psychology books and Self help books, I understood why my Trials and tribulations where so heinous. My Universe was imbalanced. Invested the Valuable time, putting in the Work, my spirit deserved. X'ing out the Years I brought pain to those who didn't. I'm in my Zone. Ready to take the world by storm when I go home!! He was a little black boy...
Infatuated with the likes of those who rapped and wrapped gold ropes around their necks and shot basketballs in nets. He imitated his favorites Standing in the mirror cyphering every lyric from the songs blasting thru his speakers. Pretending he's in front of thousands, all cheering. Witnessing a young king come to a league who set and broke records, Influential Everyday telling his mother he gone be on TV one day was like a broke record, Inconsequential to the fact the he's going to be great because God put many obstacles in his way to prepare him. To dare em To Tempt em, Taught him rules that will restrict him and later convict him But convince him That beating the odds isn't with a 357 a 9 or Mac 11. Beating the odds is making it to 18, 21, or 25 Beating the odds is to survive Becoming successful is to say you've arrived and everything you've learned has been applied! That little black boy still believes That little black boy still dreams That little black boy still sees himself being the man he always told his mother he'd be because that little black boy has evolved That lil black boy is, ME! Babyshaq is an acronym.
Born a Boss Yet So Humble and Quiet But I'm breaking my silence. She crept up in my life like a ninja or a car thief I fell in love in the quickness of a heart beat She Pierced my soul like shark teeth, and its shark week But she... She wasn't the woman for me at the moment I used to be timid and tiptoed around with my thoughts and emotions Its not that I'm secretive, devious nonvocal, or unsocial. Just private, And Despised confrontation and commotion. A childish prideful devotion Fearful of being judged by my peers for loving a woman who's very conspicuous. Temptation to air out that dirty laundry solicited my mental illnesses Those actions would've been insidious. So I stayed Silent. Living a Double life on many nights my infidelities kept me from being reminded. Years past and I wonder what's the sense. Love can enhance the SMELL of her fragrance, the TASTE of her nectar, the feel of her TOUCH and leave a man BLINDED to all her imperfections. And anything negative will fall on DEAF ears. Today is the day I've broken that Silence and we can finally hear, What I've kept concealed for so many years... I don't hate her for what she was or love her for what her potential is I love her for who she IS! And it feels good to finally say it LOUD and clear. Sometimes standing in the middle of the rain can be stress-relieving
Like when your loved ones breath depleting It can wash away the tears falling from your eyes It can even disguise the pain that you’re feeling inside. To some, dark skies coincide with depression But to me, Whether it’s sleep, a mental relief or an outside event I really don’t wanna be. I see those raindrops as a blessing. I see those raindrops as a blessing. This view is the bomb
So is the city, the people, the food What a time What a time to be alive What about the times when nuclear bombs precipitated from the skies Obliterating everything in its radius The city, the people, the food, decimated Whole world devastated Take a picture, capture the moment in time Just to show our family back home that trip was the bomb No one ever said it’s a right way to eat a watermelon.
What do I need with a knife? My teeth work, just fine. It’s delicious Give me more I don’t care that I’m only 4 I’ll eat these things til my stomach sore. Ok okayyy, You called my bluff… The only reason I’m eating it like this because I had enough I’m stuffed |
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