Saturday, July 29, 2017
Run in Hind
Some things
are given when you are born.
Some things are taking just because.
Life is given or taking.
Some things are here to win.
Some things are here to lose.
Life is never a game for me.
Some things are taking just because.
Life is given or taking.
Some things are here to win.
Some things are here to lose.
Life is never a game for me.
Because I’m
always on the losing team
I have good
plans & they come on top
But the ones
I trust in on top
And I’m here
in the dark
some people wish.
Some people pray.
Some do both.
Some do nothing at all.
Life is life and nothing more.
some people wish.
Some people pray.
Some do both.
Some do nothing at all.
Life is life and nothing more.
People use
me to win, then forget about me
Then be gone
so I close my eyes to see what will happen tomorrow.
Because I hope my life will be a lot more.
so I close my eyes to see what will happen tomorrow.
Because I hope my life will be a lot more.
Then his
joke or her lie
As both took
my words for their lines
As they both
took the little that I had
As they both
use me up & ran in hide
I’m here lost
in time
And they are
having funny on my dime
Always looking
for my next plan to take
Only to come
back with a fake smile to play
Now my eyes
are open wide
As I see their
lies
And they
come back to me to be fake
I have no
more foolish on my face to rake
You came you
took & damage some seasons of my life
But I thank
you for the learns as I smile
With my
hands not for you to touch
You can’t
come inside
I have
nothing more for you to take
So you don’t
have to be fake
So goodbye &
good day
I understand
you had your reasons
It’s hard to
keep my plans & things safe
That why you
are the taker
And I’ll always
be the maker
I learn my
reasons to keep my things inside
Away from your
eyes
What’s wrong
everyone learning the truth as this play
They don’t
believe your lies about me no more
Because I’m
always doing
& your
will always be planning on your next take
How long did
you think
You could
keep this game up
So goodbye
with no hate
I know this
a nice place
That’s why
you can’t come in to be fake
I could have
been her sooner
If you didn’t
lie & took my space
I did everything
out of love
As for you
just for fame
But you left
me behind on my dime
Now I have
dollar signs
Now let me
run in hide
Friday, July 28, 2017
Darkness
Dogs they are.
Animals that roam and don't know how to act.
Rats trying to get in your food, hygiene & ass an all
Kitten, They are not.
Nice! Please, the hell with that.
Eyes on your canteen bag as you pass by.
Slip out into the night with the possums and raccoons.
Sad, but it's true.
JUST SOME INMATES WOMEN
I KNEW.
Darkness came when prison was made.
Animals that roam and don't know how to act.
Rats trying to get in your food, hygiene & ass an all
Kitten, They are not.
Nice! Please, the hell with that.
Eyes on your canteen bag as you pass by.
Slip out into the night with the possums and raccoons.
Sad, but it's true.
JUST SOME INMATES WOMEN
I KNEW.
Darkness came when prison was made.
Before the lord came.
In my feeling
It's like this
No one really care about truth
I just woke from a dream
Where my brother was in handcuffs
Not one but two
I look it up in my dream book
To learn someone is keeping us down
Keeping us from making it to the top
In that dream I yell I'm coming as I turn my truck around
I made to the doors
And said let him go
Just to woke up to sleeping on the floor
Now I'm in my feeling looking around
Feeling fuck up
Don't no one care about letting him go
Hell I can't keep up with the time any more
Really I can't remember how long it's been
Because I was behind time bars the day the handcuff took place on Gabos
I send all I had to Gabos
I send all I had to get him let go
Now I understand motherfucker taking us as a joke
I put my sword down so long ago
But I'm not old or slow
Just sick of the ring a round the roses song
And all we won't is the truth to come out
That will let my brother go
Now I'm in my feeling looking around
Feeling fuck up
Don't no one care about letting him go
You best believe I'm going to play that Mike Jones song
That what your get for thinking and taking us for a joke
Now I'm in my Wicca kitchen mixing this note
So all will be in their feeling with us cutting your motherfucker throat
you took his word and play his song
You never give one fucking Dime
We didn't see a fucking note
But I'm about to get that murder case
As I shit in your ear & kill your career
that's going to be your reality TV show
As I kill you slowly for years like you did to us
I'm going to end your career & take our bars back
But wait what do I know
I'm motherfucking crazy as you told your story and end your case
Now lets remember I'm in my feeling looking around
feeling fuck up
Don't no one really care about letting him go
Now I'm just in my feeling looking around
Feeling fuck up sitting on the floor
Don't no one care about letting him go
All you do is keep taking his flow
Now I'm in my feeling looking around
Feeling fuck up
Don't no one care about letting him go
As I'm killing your bitch ass cutting your throat
kill your lies
Now I got that murder case fucking your throat.
No one really care about truth
I just woke from a dream
Where my brother was in handcuffs
Not one but two
I look it up in my dream book
To learn someone is keeping us down
Keeping us from making it to the top
In that dream I yell I'm coming as I turn my truck around
I made to the doors
And said let him go
Just to woke up to sleeping on the floor
Now I'm in my feeling looking around
Feeling fuck up
Don't no one care about letting him go
Hell I can't keep up with the time any more
Really I can't remember how long it's been
Because I was behind time bars the day the handcuff took place on Gabos
I send all I had to Gabos
I send all I had to get him let go
Now I understand motherfucker taking us as a joke
I put my sword down so long ago
But I'm not old or slow
Just sick of the ring a round the roses song
And all we won't is the truth to come out
That will let my brother go
Now I'm in my feeling looking around
Feeling fuck up
Don't no one care about letting him go
You best believe I'm going to play that Mike Jones song
That what your get for thinking and taking us for a joke
Now I'm in my Wicca kitchen mixing this note
So all will be in their feeling with us cutting your motherfucker throat
you took his word and play his song
You never give one fucking Dime
We didn't see a fucking note
But I'm about to get that murder case
As I shit in your ear & kill your career
that's going to be your reality TV show
As I kill you slowly for years like you did to us
I'm going to end your career & take our bars back
But wait what do I know
I'm motherfucking crazy as you told your story and end your case
Now lets remember I'm in my feeling looking around
feeling fuck up
Don't no one really care about letting him go
Now I'm just in my feeling looking around
Feeling fuck up sitting on the floor
Don't no one care about letting him go
All you do is keep taking his flow
Now I'm in my feeling looking around
Feeling fuck up
Don't no one care about letting him go
As I'm killing your bitch ass cutting your throat
kill your lies
Now I got that murder case fucking your throat.
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