Now I know

I know why she slipped
she slipped cause walking was too fast
she slipped cause her life was not meant to last
She went there time and time again cause the pain was too great to bear
she did it cause being alone was her fear
they sent her over the edge
they made her knees burn from beg
She was no longer alone
living in a bottle became her home

Happy Birthday Ms. Hill!

I love this video because it shows the only thing that changes is time not problems. Same shit different day. When I bought the CD I knew Lauryn Hill was the truth.  When she sings about the pretty faced men claiming that they did a bid men need to take care of their twenty four kids men. I lmao. Listen to the words cause this will still be the truth fifty years from now.

The Watcher

Do you wanna watch?

Look...See...Touch

moving slowly gyrating

up and down

round and round

Lust, boredom, curiosity it's all there

Do you wanna watch?

wetness from fingers slowly touching private places
 Silken skin reaching back pulling in

Smell...me...now

Do you wanna watch?

Faster harder fire in my blood

Heat from my love

You are watching cause you wanna watch.

SHIT

 Boy meets Woman who already has it going on
House, Job and Money in the Bank
His eyes pop out his head looking at the money she makes
Shoulda said keep it moving little boy...but that clock was ticking in her head
All his SHIT was in the past crackhead jailbird baby daddy
His SHIT was all their shit making one huge pile of trash
stinking to the highest of the heavens
Her first mind said walk away... no RUN FAST but that  clock kept ticking away
She covered her eyes against the warning the red light flashing telling her to stop
She found the dress, paid the preacher, bought his suit and said "I do"

Murder in the first degree

Three...I've murdered three
Not without agonizing over their deaths
I plotted every detail, I made sure they went as quickly and painlessly as I could
but nevertheless I am a murderer.
I committed my first murder when I was nineteen young by far but I did it in order to save myself
I shall call this murder in self defense
I waited six years before the need to kill came upon me again
This time I did it on order to save my marriage
This one haunted my dreams and caused many sleepless nights
The last time I killed was to hide the truth of an unhappy marriage
I had accomplices those who never knew how each murder penetrated my soul
Those who handed me money unwittingly to kill
Each time I took their blood money I cringed
Then I lay back took a deep breathe and begged GOD for forgiveness I committed murder
I know one day I will have to answer to those small clots of blood that held fingers and toes, brains and bones...I'm  prepared to tell them why.

Everybody's talking...

Got alot on my mind

A seven year old this time...WTF

She was supposed to be getting ready for school right now

Learning on her mind, waiting for lunchtime

Did she believe in fairies...like to jump rope...play tag...

Was she excited about summer...what did she want to be when she grew up?

Stay out of trouble...don't hang out...shit little Aiyanna was just sleep on her couch!

Trouble came knocking at her door with a search warrant, big black boots and a license to kill.

I hope she was sleeping, I pray she felt no pain. SEVEN years old damn!

Yesterday it was a mom and her son
Day before that a grandmother
Day before that two beautiful young girls
Seventeen and fifteen year old males
WTH
Everybody talking, marching
 reclaiming our streets?

The ones that kill could care less

march all you want they chuckle as they hit the blunt

pass the brew and pop the X

Blood stains...dead brains high...OMG the young folks sigh

Looking around cause they could be next

Marked for death with targets on their chest

Carrie was dancing to pay her way...she had a scummy ass boyfriend wanted control

not only over her body but her mind as well took her and her son away I truly hope there

is a hell!

I'm tired of hearing about all this death

turn on the news and I hold my breath

Praying for my loved ones and those innocent souls who's lives will never unfold.

Shadows

They live in the shadows
Bright red lips, high heels and tight skirts
Everything big....big  hair...big tits...big ass...big fake smile
They walk shayshaying to a rythm only they can hear
They hear the whistles, cat calls and shouts of desperation
A wave of the hand
 a back alley transaction
 the deed is done
Lost daugthers
Lost sons doesn't matter which one
I know love used to reside behind those empty eyes
I know hope sprang eternal at one point in the heart of those big tits
Those brightly painted lips may have been able to quote Shakespere
Those trackmarked arms may have once held someone very dear
That ass may have sat and waited as love disappeared
And those feet which walk a million miles in one night may have simply kept on walking in order to find some type of peace even if it meant living in the shadows.....