Having only nothing
All together I reap what I sow
Losing everything
Only myself, I allow to grow
A halo surrounds my thoughts....
Having only nothing
All together I reap what I sow
Losing everything
Only myself, I allow to grow
A halo surrounds my thoughts....
Let me stawt:
Are you a re-tawd?
Never go "he smawt"
But is she H@WT ??!
"Don't. EVER, get caught,.."
~Peace, Todd.
Long time no post …
New life same game, false witness to the change
claiming to abstain yet still addicted to the pain
but I won’t complain …
cast my weigh on unbalanced scales
the windows to the soul control the motives of this tale
they sent Judas to post my bail, a one-way ticket to hell
silenced so many Lambs my spirit started wail
injustice prevails …
soon the darkness consumes the light
now I’m forced to bear the cross of a self-righteous plight
with no end in sight, I step off into the abyss
betrayed by the masked bliss of love’s succulent kiss
a seductive hiss …
the trademark of a true serpent
speaking the forbidden language only heat can interpret
true likeness revealed with the shedding of outer skin
unearthed the black heart that was buried within
the beginning and end …
forced bondage from the first man
unbreakable curse to the earth from an extension of Adam’s hand
goodnight …
I sew...
beautiful seeds that sprout flowers that’s deeply rooted
your weak style-diluted with concepts that’s so polluted
my words flourish, creating jewels the conscious will cherish ...
-- Dae Ja Nae
http://www.soundclick.com/daejanae
http://wutangcorp.com/showthread.php?t=11503
rigged cards dealt from the bottom, humanity’s forgotten
what’s ill-gotten is king, skies white hot as we droppin’
done this far to long for you to stop ‘em…
gorge on old carcasses, piles of filth long-gone rotten
son’s & daughters are killed for our blunders
as if nobody cares who remains from our number,
at times I get irate as I wonder…
how paradise got turned into wastelands while we slumbered
our most precious of treasures are plundered
my heart’s cry rips the fabric of heaven asunder
I strike fiercer than lightning & thunder
lock our gaze eye to eye as our soul’s are dragged under…
'Sup Queen. Its been to long ma - As always you're inspiring. Keep the ink flowin'
One Love
E.F
I'll try it for a while...
At least until I die of it.
Addiction makes me smile.
It even makes me cry a bit.
The fiction goes a mile.
The fact just sits here next to me.
Decisions in a pile.
I blindly make them randomly.
I just revised this line.
I won't tell what it used to say.
I keep it 'cause it's mine.
But take everything else away.
I call you all the time.
I wonder if that's juvenile.
But even if it is,
The woman loses to the child.
I find I'm giving in.
I think that's where you find me too.
I'm falling for a friend.
I've tasted this a time or two.
But this is not again.
No this is lastly. Not the same.
A song's stuck in my head.
The only lyric is your name.
If you can hear the tune,
Insert an instrumental break.
And share with me the moon.
A moment for the moment's sake.
I'll share with you the world.
By share I mean have all of it.
For I am just a girl.
And girls are programmed to submit.
So I love with my all.
I know not of a lesser love.
Into this role I fit,
As if it were a custom glove.
I'm holding out my hand,
And asking for another hit.
It's crazy though 'cause I...
Remember what the last one did.
I guess that you can say,
It gets me 'cause I look for it.
I open up too far.
And all I get is hooked for it.
So call me what I am.
An addict with a taste for love.
Indulge me if you will.
Supply what I am dying of.
Vividly Provocative Its Out Of The Heart That's A Sweet Piece
I’m Calm As The Raging Sea
The Raven That Hovers Above But One You Will Never See
Intriguing Yet Captivating Yet Hollow Yet A Script The 666
Vicious Tenacious Tender As Blood
Many Men Have Seen Me
But None Will Ever Live To Tell The Story
Is It Because I Hover Up Above
Or Is It Because I Have One Solem Cause
A Pratice Ive Woven Over Time
A Sloath You Wait Throughout The Day To Refer To As Night
A Ppractice Ive Matstered Over Time
Who May Claim Better
Only The Islams Have Come Close
Globaly Praying As One
At 3 Six 9 And Twelve
To Pray For Forgiveness And A Cleansal Of Sins
My Retrobution
Ive Never Taken A Soul In Prayer
Many Claim Innocence Is An Expansion Of Life
I Beg To Differ
My Cause Expands From A Death Clause
When Yo Time Has Come Yo Spirit W Ill Depart As One
May He Who Has Not Sinned
Cast The First Stone
That’s Why Noone Will Ever Pelt M
From Ye Pope To The Catholic Nuns
Laughing Irritably To Cause Grivious Mind Sedation
Yours
The Grim Reaper
It all began, when I made you cry in my car
It all began, when I looked at you and you came to me
It all began, when you laid your head on my shoulder
I had to learn how to walk with a woman
I had to learn how to talk to a woman
I had to learn how to break a woman down to love her (not physically)
I had to hug you...lady
I had to look you in eyes...lady
I had to dedicate myself to you...lady
What it is baby...
I'm leg strong
I'm back strong
I'm head strong
You had to feel to see the truth
Peace To New York
Me and my fam livin as pesents
doesnt matter the coler of your presence
seems like were the only ones prayin to the heavens
teachin our children how to pray to an unseen presence
creating uncontrollable tensions
if this is wat god truly ment for em
then i say fuck em
let me tell u somthin
were just multi bacteria that learned how to rapidly breed
Shes your queen to be..
A queen to be forever
A queen wholl do whatever
His highness desires
Shes your queen to be
A vision of perfection
An object of affection
To quench your royal fire
Completely free from infection
To be used at your discretion
Waiting only for your direction
Your queen
To be!!
I ain't got a lot of female emcees to look up to
What's a girl to do?
Nowadays, most go to jail
Coming out of jail
If they do rhyme, it's written by a male
They left the rap world to raise babies
While the men ran the industry "crazy"
So much on my mind i just can't recline.
Mos Def wrote these words while rhymin about sunshine.
The most passionate always fall but most do not rise.
A pinch of evil is needed to open the eyes.
C in the dark no flame but a spark.
Which starts it all, a dead flame stirs over just one phone call.
I look up towards the heavens.
They ask how many knives thru my heart, i reply seven.
Seven months plus seven weeks plus seven days.
After church on a sunday i saw and smelled the purple haze.
Stood at the doorway of my room and said this is where her spirit lays.
The last place where the spark was seen.
When it left it became a flame who glowed forever green.
Seen in a distance noticed in an instant.
Swiped so many times but still i missed it.
Burn so bright in the night even wit my eye closed i can still see.
Fell back lied in my bed and felt her spirit fade.
When i thought it was here i am standin in its shade.
I aint that good at this, but I felt for some reason I had to.
Some Nights
Some nights my mind thinks too much
Even when i try to get my thoughts in a tight clutch
It hurts when I remember about the past
fighting, hoping that the pain won't last
but still some memories I like to recollect
THESE nights are when i wish we never met
I chill playin blues tryin to forget
see, you don't understand my confusion in these nights
it's like trying to write in the night without lights
i always hope for improvement as the night goes on
even though the next day i know i'll be singin the same song
it feel like it won't come to an end
i then seek for some joy, try to talk to a friend
but i end up talkin about the memories in some manner
if only i could mellow down in a better manner
the truth is, it'll always be like this, it seems
so these nights i have to think untill i start to dream
niggas be killin me softly
on the wu corp dojo 1's and 2's
with there im a stone cold killa
you donts and i do's
i wanna break 150 anti m.c.s
who blind sided like big mike oher
slammin their anti grammer
with the big john henry hammer
take the little engine that could
fill em with 150 rounds from ak 1947
beef im eatin good in the neighbor hood
of my john coltrane tracks
while you punk gay niggas pinnochio
shits goin woods yeah i murder with the baseball
and 4 got to use the word but the motive was understood
Right outside.
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