: Please, take a seat I'm quite aware of the rituals that you keep Take a vow for your friends I'm sure they would've liked to have seen the end Make
: Best beware the beat amiss It proves i'm leaking life a little Next year will bring As many highs and lows And her in this house with me Will be a
: So hard on conversation This shot of observation This child gave me perspective on loss How did this even happen? How do such sad things happen? Two
: I've been shown by the shamer how to live The key was under her pillow all the time And holes dissapeared Maybe the shaming was done to her in turn
: I know you There comes a time when the two Closest of friends have to choose Whether the grudge is enough If they are both worth the love Well I'
: And from her mouth she barely whispers Wizened thoughts stay her tongue And her words are worth repeating "How the ash stains my hair..." And crawling
: Take just what you need There's one more Young mouth to feed Prayer making a mockery Bushes and ragweed Lonely people collide Watching lives go by
In the spring I dreamed of summer To feel the sunlight on my skin But in the heat I'd start to hunger For that autumn chill again I always spent my time
later where has the time gone Now you see I'm dating having problems of my own Now that I'm grown the tables turned around I never thought I'd ever raise another n-ggas child
think I dont hustle, I do Used to get up for the bus now I fly to Drive by you, Ill buy you outright And Ill bight your style I try to act like a child
I work in the dead of night When the roads are quiet And no one is around To track my moves Racing the yellow lights To find the gate is open She's waiting
hand, said, "We're not those kind of men. It's peace and quiet that we need to go back to work again." Joey, Joey, King of the streets, child of clay
speaks, the other stays quiet; And it's the other that I prefer He said nothing; but he pleases me. Love! love! love! love! Love is the child of the
I see a home in a quiet place I see myself in a strong embrace I feel protection from the human race It's not parental But it's a fantasy, not a reality
I'm known for fightin' So when I strike man you'll think you been struck by lightning Shouldn't have to prove myself by killin' a *** Even a child can
gonna address it And after I get it off my chest may God bless it I will invest four minutes exactly for everyone Who had the audacity to attack me I kept quiet
it ever stop or will I just lose touch? What I want to say but my words just fail Is that I need it so I can't help myself? Like a hungry child, I just