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Popiphany book of lyrics
Popiphany
Book of Lyrics
Birth of a Better artist
Words P.O.P.
Music P.O.P.
Birth of a better artist birth of a man
Birth of a struggle birth of a plan
Birth of a revolution birth of a man
Birth of an evolution
They don’t understand who I am
Who I am
Better story, Better flow
Better seeds, watch me grow
Watch me flourish, watch me shine
Watch me climb watch me soar
Hell and heaven got me torn
Died therefore I’m born
I have come, come to reign
Poet of Pain
Anguish gave me this name
This change aint been easy
It’s been hard I’ve been scarred
I’ve been marred
Got my call straight from God
Leave this cold world in awe
With the untampered raw
Aww man
Here I am with my voice with my hands
Birth of a better artist birth of a man
They don’t understand, who I am
Who I am ?
I am a soldier B-more is on my shoulders
And it is a boulder
Love will hold ya, pain will mold ya
When the winter’s hot and the summers colder
When I was young I was blind now I’m bolder
Wiser bolder thought I told ya
That the fire inside
Will boil and smolder
Death by Dakota
John Lennon is gone
Passed the torch to Kurt Cobain
Well he didn’t want the fame
So he left me his name
Poet of Pain
Not Afraid
Words P.O.P.
Music Bobby Shorts
Yo this is the Poet of Pain, for so many years the world
Had me riddled in fear, but know I found strength in my verbal
Weapons
Walk through the valley and I’m not afraid
Walk with my angels and I’m not afraid
My words are my sword no guns no blade
No weapon can touch me that this world has made
As I walk through my city and I’m not afraid
Cutting all you haters with the truth
Sharper than a razor blade, I radiate
Like the 12 noon sun
Step aside when I come
Badmore murder
Is where I’m from drugs sex guns
Murder 1 crooked cops yo
I haven’t even begun
I haven’t even started to preach the street gospel
In this concrete hell
Spit this verbal heat well
And I don’t leave shells, just knowledge of self
Cutting thru the ignant, Ebonics we sell
If we knew ourselves we wouldn’t delve in
Genocide, don’t you know these drugs is a suicide
We sell our people dope like sellin penny candy
Dealers and users, keep that final tux handy
Walk through the valley and I’m not afraid
Walk with my angels and I’m not afraid
My words are my sword no guns no blade
No weapon can touch me that this world has made
As I walk through my jungle and I feel the dismay
Never banged never snorted, Never hustled
Never strayed, never swayed by the game
Never changed I’m the same
I carry my city’s cross; I’m the Poet of Pain
I’m the ink giving life when my paper is comatose
I take an overdose in my pen’s varicose
And I leave you choked in ideas and hopes
That I wrote, a starving artist eating from my quotes
Dope coke and Dro, ready pills and liquor
Ghetto is a gimmick, It pays to be a nigger
Figure it out, because knowledge is on the rise
Raised by television, but they telling me lies
Through these eyes take you places
That you’ve never ever been
I’m about to show you a rebel
That you’ve never ever seen
Repeat chorus
Bridge
No weapon formed against me shall prosper
So I’m not afraid, I used to work night shift
And walk by a drug corner of thieves and killers
Every night… but I’m not afraid
Sometimes it’s just easy to hide in the suburbs and look at the news
But my people need healing and we need it now
The echoes of sirens is a familiar sound
Hurt and anger is what I see when I look around
Kind of symbolic when I look around at this
Bordered up ghost town
A liquor store on every corner owned by someone who
Don’t even stay in our hood
They don’t understand the way we talk
But that money is understood
I’m sick and tired of our trouble situation
Our bills Inflation and our pay deflation
It’s time for us to awaken
Be conscious at what’s going on
What do we need another Katrina storm?
Lord please we need your wisdom
Please open our eyes
Please make us wise
Our windows are foggy
So I walk without fear on these B-more streets
Conscious and alert
I’m not afraid because my people I feel your hurt
Our negative words over ourselves has been our curse
Worshipping that idol called money
But we have to put God first
Because he works
Chorus Fade out
Hold on Brother
Dedicated to my Uncle Kevie and all the brothers locked down
Hold on Brother’s Hold on be strong
Hold on, it won’t be long
Hold on brother’s hold on be strong
Hold on, it won’t be long
Hold on brother, hold on
That prison aint who you are
If I had powers, I would disintegrate those bars
The odds stay against us be cause
The devil tempt us
The laws stay against us
They say we are the country’s worst menace
It’s in us to be great we have to stop this self hate
It’s time to stop fore playing our people’s growth
It’s time to penetrate
Shake the system and say to your self no more
Brothers we been thinking we the pimps
Yo we’re really the whores
Through this literature (chore)
I want to give you a hope for so much more
Hope for something better than robbing and selling that raw
Hold on brother, hold on
Through these words I would like to change the black man’s plight
I like to get us where we don’t get paranoid at blue and red flashing lights
When we see them in the rear view clear view
What are you going to do? Pulling us over and that fears in you
My lettered tears will pierce through, hope they’re inspiring you
Kevie, out here I hope you know that I ride for you
Your big sister too, Dana and the whole fam too
I heard you had my book felt like my hand reached inside to you
To that cold cell and give you hope in that temporary hell
I rebel against what they think we’re supposed to be
You’re not locked up; by God’s grace you are free
You’re free to fly high above those barbed wire walls
But first we might have to humble ourselves get on our face and crawl
We get up and we fall, get back up again survive
It’s a struggle to keep our ancestors dream alive
That’s why I tirelessly strive
To break the cycle of what our deadbeat fathers left
With these words I find strength
I’ll give the blood of my pen until my last gasp for breath
After death when my brothers are no longer breathing
We can’t want to change when over corpse we grieving
When their spirits is leaving, far beyond this place
Kevie, let’s cherish each other now, no more time to waste
Hold on brothers, hold on
Hold on Brother’s Hold on be strong
Hold on, it won’t be long
Hold on brother’s hold on be strong
Hold on, it won’t be long
I’m talking about a hustle that don’t go back to you void
That hustle to be a better man, and no longer ignorant boys
The system’s experimental toys thrown into that ghetto dollhouse
Dope and blacks is like hair to louse
That’s lice in plural form, out of dirt their born
They flood our streets with drugs worse then the Katrina storm
It’s up to us to say no longer we will be pawns
It’s time to run to the warmth of self preservations arms
Excel in black business, sports, film and song
Let’s work together; if we do we can’t go wrong
Hold on brothers, hold on
Man yall still have a chance
If the devil turn on the music don’t mean we have to dance
Don’t mean we have to follow
For so long the example that has been set
If we don’t become self aware and stop it
Our generation’s flowers, weeds will beget
So don’t forget what I’ve been spittin to you
I don’t even know what you been through
Kevie, this is mainly for you from my heart
Steel bars can’t separate you from us
Nothing can keep us apart
Our family is tight we stand behind you man
I ride for my people, the other man don’t understand
I love you and all the rest of those brothers
I hope my words will help you to be free
Within yourself
God will be with you, because he is definitely with me.
Hold on, brothers
Hold on.
Hold on Brother’s Hold on be strong
Hold on, it won’t be long
Hold on brother’s hold on be strong
Hold on, it won’t be long
The Poet of Pain
Walter IV
Blood of My Pen
Music Bobby Shorts, Beat Break-in crew
Words P.O.P.
I can't believe that it's finally here, blood of my pen yo it's finally clear
Clear view looking at the world from my rearview
32 years and they finally hear you
I sear through burn through your ears with this lettered pain
It's time for change, just remember my name
My reign, my climb, my hustle my grind
My binds my struggles , my trouble my shine
My sun breaks through in the darkest place
My hunger my thirst , success I taste
My food I binge, my words will singe
My spark is like the fire when this world will end
Within I hold so much not been told
My ink, my pen, my vessel, my soul
I can't believe that I held these tears
I can't believe I held them all these years
Years of feeling lost feeling all alone
There's a treasure where my thoughts roam
Solitude in my writing I found home
Found peace in my dreams, still the devil hides
With this drama and these schemes
My weakness , My women
My money, my drug
My so kind ways got me drug through the mud
My rut had me in the worst of luck it sucks
My A1 credit, turned into negative bucks
I turned my curse into the greatest gift
My drives alone, I found epiphanies
On my knees beg the lord please
Get me out of this hell
Only you can set me free...
My reign, my climb, my hustle my grind
My binds my struggles, my trouble my shine
My sun breaks through in the darkest place
My hunger my thirst , success I taste
My food I binge, my words will singe
My spark is like the fire when this world will end
Within I hold so much not been told
My ink, my pen, my vessel, my soul
And you don’t stop
And you don’t quit.
P.O.P.
Baltimore City
Music and idea Bobby Shorts
Words P.O.P. and Bobby Shorts
My verse
I come from bad more murderous men
Murderous Mecca
You better wear a vest if you ever think of stepping
Up I here because we’ve got the dope in here
We’ve got the coke in here
There’s no hope In here
Outside my window my people
Seems weary
The Baltimore life seems
So damn dreary feel the fury
We have of so many nigga’s wrath
Getting shot and stabbed
In this continuous bloodbath
Sometimes I feel like a rat in a cage
Because they flood us with drugs
Like a biblical rain
If I could harness this rain
If I could harness this pain
If I could harness
My pen
Well my paper remains.
Driving through the noir sky
Score Bobby Shorts, Production P.O.P.
Story P.O.P.
Premonition
January 26, 2006
As I drive through the noir sky
Another day another hour goes by
Another blessing another curse devour my tries
I harness these grains of sand, you still see empowerment
In these sleepy eyes, the reapers hides and waits for me to drift away
Behind these wheel and crash then my soul will lift away
I wake up become alert but I’m so damn tired
I feel like a crash test dummy at night, during the day I'm wired
Open my lids and stare into the void of the night
Will success, peace, and happiness be deployed in my life?
Or will I be another pawn, a toy in the black mans plight?
I consciously look inward; become Sigmund Freud when I write
I look At myself and life, driving to work alone
Floating, when I’m in thought there's so much that can be shown
Turn off the radio and just by the silence I’m awed
I’m so busy it’s the only chance I get to talk to God
And that’s a shame your first words you utter should be his name,
Spending that time with him helps you withstand chaotic games
My graveyard shift is robotic it’s the same ole same
Its simple plain my faith sooths me like a hypnotic rain
When I start to lose hope, my natural narcotic remains
That is this writing that houses my dreams
The concept that came to me looking at Baltimore’s city scheme
The lord knows I’m tired of this repetitious running
Be patient my son, because your time is coming.
Driving Through the noir sky
Angels walk with me
Jan 27, 2006 10:15
Another clear black night here we go again
Getting ready for my night shift before it starts I want it end
Friday night too man I don’t know how it feels
To go out somewhere or my girl spend the night and chill
I get ready so sluggish my snails pace signifies my drive
In my warm bed with my baby I wish I could take a dive
I thrive to end this suspended record of mine
Playing 3 nights a week man my drive is blind
I look for my keys, make sure the burners off
Ok the iron is unplugged, got my phone, and then I’m off
Get to my car need did I lock the door
My obsessive compulsion leads me back once more
Yeah the doors locked, it’s time to hop in the whip
Almost running late, from the things I forget
I really need to plead the blood over me
So tired I usually just rush and leave
Then drive listless thru the cold b-more streets
Ready to get to work, to ironically sleep
I got a green light so I gain a lil speed
I know this fool aint turn in front of….
Screeeeeeeeeech!
Driving through the noir sky
The collision
10:45 pm
Screeeeeech!
Damn if this is the end, well here we go
I have a tenth of second to swerve no place to go
But head on this car is dead wrong
Here comes a skip in my 3 night song
I try to avoid by turning to the right
It’s was too late, so here come my plight
Our cars crash all sound to me just cease
We hit hard but at least I’m in on piece
I sit for a second in disbelief
Then I pull over and get out, this fool I have to meet
He said “Man I wasn’t looking; I didn’t see you at all
Let’s just exchange info, let’s keep it moving so I can bounce and ball
He said it was his fault, insurance has the cost
Get in the car and once again I’m off
Called me coworker and told him what had transpired “Walt take it easy, I have a lawyer you can hire”
Well this woke me up my unconscious ride
I guess you leave a space open the devil will hide
But nothing in this world will stop the lord’s plan
I’m grateful I was in his grace, the palm of his protective hands
It’s time to wake up and listen when he talks to me
I Bare witness this collision, when the angels walked with me.
Simple
Walking in the park on a nice spring day
Smiling at each other without a word to say
A random kiss, I give you a big loving hug
A card for you why? Just because
Cooking dinner on Sunday relaxing our minds
Enjoying each others presence, that quality time
Friday night renting good movies
Ordering pizza, popping popcorn
Or sitting up talking to the early morn
Wrap into me, no I don’t feel smothered
There is nothing wrong with holding each other
There is nothing wrong with us telling each other how we feel
The trivial and corny stuff is a good foundation to build
Life is already cold and serious, a relentless game
Who cares what people think; call me those mushy pet names
At the end of the day your affection is what matters
What people think or feeling loved? I’ll take the latter
Our world is as hard as we make it, let’s take it easy
Spending that time together is all I need to please me
Love is not about how much their bank account will increase
Love is those quiet moments with you where my soul feels peace
Complexity can be stressful; I don’t like what it may bring
We can find a calming paradise in those simple things.
Let’s just sleep in
Picture a rainy winters morning
You and I yawning
Precipitation sings us a lullaby
As it beats on the awning
It's quite calming to have you here with me
All the hustle and bustle of the week we just flee
just be and marinate, exist in this and bask
You under the covers with me, I wish it would forever last
We kiss touch and laugh, we can lay naked in a hot bath
make love like we are oblivious to this world of wrath
Sometimes it's a task just for me to sit still
Running all week I need that soft body to feel
In you I want to spill and fill up your pink chasm
I want your eyes to burn through me in the heat of an orgasm
lay with me, let's relax our spirit and our soul
rest your soft breast on my chest, you I love to hold
rub your bottom so gentle, her face illumes
you wrap those pretty legs around me and spin me in your cocoon
in this room nothing beyond our window is there
not only our bodies but our minds are bare
stripped down to nothing but our breath and our heartbeats
After we make love, together we fall into the deepest sleep.
The rhythm of the rain
Verse 1
As the rain beats repetitively on my window pane
I flow and on and go on
To precipitations refrain
Same ole same sitting here reflecting contemplating
Shaping my destiny and rise above all the hatin
The skepticisms, my rays of faith shine like a prism
This gift that I’ve been given
Clever colloquialisms and reflective compositions
I have risen up from rejections ash
Now this world will feel my successful wrath
All the ones who laughed and didn’t believe
Well they’ll have to pay, no hook ups for free
The vision you didn’t see was the hunger in me
Yeah I’m grounded in reality
In my dreams I feel so free
The limits the sky, I’ll reach uncharted highs
With these hopeful wings I will fly
It’s my time to do and not try
I take the sackcloth of my eyes
And wave my troubles goodbye
And watch the raindrops, as the clouds continue to cry.
Continued
The rhythm of the rain
Verse 2
The showers outside envelops my home
The droplets beat on my skylight
Like a metronome
No music No phone
I’m left all alone
Listening to the cars and buses as they roam
Splash as puddles crash into the sidewalks
Look out my urban window as
I reminisce and sulk
In my faults regrets some hurts
I just can’t forget
I remember we used to make our own beat
The rhythm had us soaking wet
Heavens open and just wash her memory away
Flood it like Katrina, gray clouds will rape sunny days
This downpour has me in such a daze
Nature’s heartbeat has me so amazed
The melodic ways it inspires me to write
These chaotic days that I call my life
This plight that I’m in will not be vain
When this watery snare stops…
I’ll never be the same
Rhythm of the rain
You can’t change people
A friend gave me such a revelation just the other day
Now I realize people are so set in their ways
No one but God can make someone reform
Altering someone is like changing the course of a storm
Futile, useless, hopeless man you dealing with made minds
No longer I want to waste my time, it’s like talking to a mime
A vivid scene to the blind and a song to the deaf
Apathy comes when interest left and you’re sick of wasting your breath. People’s personality’s runs to the depths
The bowels of inner feelings that’s bottled up and kept
That’s why in our relationships so many things are bereft
Lacking, missing, barren, and desolate and you try to fill it out
I am so expressive but I can’t expect her to spill it out
Maybe she’s not ready maybe she has to come around on her own
I can deal with the way she is or just leave her alone
It is what it is whenever this thing began
I think to myself can someone really change who I am?
Man because in the beginning we put on that front
Play that role until we all get what we want
Back to the point, women don’t think you’re gonna change that man
If I’m a whore and a thug well that’s who I am
No one is going to change me but me myself and I
So don’t even try wave your efforts goodbye
Really think your going to stop that junkie from continuing to get high? You really think you have the key to unlock that set mind?
Open your eyes and I have yet to find
Someone who converts who they are from what you said
My quest for making my girl into what I want her to be has fled
She’s her own person had her own struggles had her own hurting
My persistence to mold her and shape her just aint working
So now I embrace the pluses and don’t focus on the flaws
You can’t change people; they just are who they are.
Sphere of emotions
Full circle, we always are right back here
Right back at the place we started
It's crazy how we go back and forth
Up and down this broken refrain of a merry go round
I've been used to so much drama
Things going good don't even feel right
It feels abnormal, out of the ordinary
My drama tank is low, I need a fill up
I don't even realize it
I see it happened and I stand outside my body
I watch me fall in that same trap
I let unwelcome spirits come in
Open the door right up for them
They will invade when you're not looking
But let them come in with open arms
I know there games, because the devil is a one trick pony
He comes with the same old hustle
We fall for it every time
Whispering in our ear as we overdo reading in between the lines
What she mean by that? Why she didn’t call me at that certain time?
She sure is going out a lot lately, why didn’t says she loved me?
When she does call a lot and want to cuddle and need affection
I Like that, but unconsciously become proud, and comfortable
Start taking all that for granted
I don't even understand why
When I get to much of it I pull back and my father's loner spirit get me
When I don't get enough my mother's need for affection spirit gets me
Trying to find the balance, trying to learn from my mistakes
Just want the simple things
Someone real to confide in that don't like roller coasters
Our circumference comes back around to the same place
Why can't we just always be the same to each other?
It seems like someone always has something to prove
Who guards there heart the best? Who is the least pressed?
At the end of the day all that matters
Is that quality time alone when you just sit quiet
No cell, no TV, no children
Not even sex, just time to feel each others spirit
Marinate and bask in the basics of each other
Relationships hold a world of feelings
What a Globe of affections we keep going through
360 Degrees of erratic temperaments
As our sphere of emotions orbits our heart like the sun
We come back to square one
Then we realize how short life is
Then we just love and enjoy each other.
Better off alone
If I could turn back time rewind but I didn't see the signs
I was cruising so blind, not afraid of dieing
I'm not afraid of death
I'm not afraid to step
Into drama's depths
My breath it took away like a strangle hold
Feels good in the beginning
Until it steals your soul
So warm while you're in it
The release is cold
I leap I don't stroll
That's why I lost control
I lose myself every single day
I guess the longer I stay
The more I pay
I play with fire take me higher
To the heights, take me home
Stole my light, sun is gone
My wrong was so right
I'm better off alone
In the Ghetto
Verse 1
Through my eyes I see my ghetto vivid
It’s in my soul, I can feel it
Realer than real because a nigga live it
Killers and villains this city swallows the timid
Pain inside I conceal, only God he can heal
Reveal it and leave this roaches running
Po Po’s are forever coming
Those chickens got that fire in my coming
Now aint that something
Feeling like nothing
Working minimum wage
Murder, sex and drugs
Is how we deal with this rage?
It’s how we deal with this stress
Always feeling we less
Unless we’ve got some money
Aint a damn thing funny
Being broke is desperation
So you better listen
Hustle my people?
Naw, it’s time to hustle the system.
Chorus
In the ghetto
In the ghetto
In the Ghetto
Verse 2
I’ve the inner city blues
Tell me what imma do
I’m robbing Peter paying Paul
Now my bills are due
I’m just a check from the pave
A modern day slave
I’m unemployed paranoid
Man I got to paid
Nowadays man I tell you
It costs to cough
A nigga even got his bootleg cable cut off
I’ve got visa hunting me
Check account on freeze
My faith is real low, yo I gotta believe
I be counting change for gas
Emission won’t pass
Pink slips coming fast
I’m almost out on my ass
Feel the wrath of a dreamer
That’s close to plotting a scheme
I’m about to take the cream
If my lord don’t intervene
Me and my team
Is about to have no worries
Taking this world
By all means necessary
Necessary
Necessary
Repeat chorus
Father Help Us
Verse 1
Father help us through this grind
Help us through this bind
Help us free our minds
Help us with these obvious signs
Yo we running out of time running
Out of chances
Stepping to his lead
With the devil that we dance with
A gangsta aint romantic
Yo we need to be frantic
Worshiping Scarface
That shit aint dramatic
A bunch of death fanatics
Don’t you know that we’re addicts?
A serpent pushed us an apple
Now our world is shattered
Murder oil and war is coursing
Through our veins
History is a never-ending
Songs refrain
Not too much has changed
We are becoming deranged
Money is our God
We forgot your name
Chorus
Father, help us all
Father, help us all
Father help us
Verse 2
Father help us through this struggle
Help us with this trouble
Reapers got the shovel
We’re at the brink of rubble
War torn September
New level, new devil
My words make demons
Tremble
New rebel, new cause, new flaws
Old hate we are shaped by the choices
That we make, that’s are fate
How much more can we take
How much longer can we wait?
For things to get better
We’re swimming in the fiery lakes
Lead me to the gates lead me
From this place
To paradise
I spill my blood
Through letters
But he paid
The price
I said he payed
The price.
Repeat chorus
Bridge
Father, help your children
For we are blind
We ironically open up our eyes
When we’re laying in a box of pine
Never knowing when it’s our time
Truth is the sun...
My spirit is like the acropolis in the capital of Greece
On a high where I've found so much peace
The sun of revelation on our heads will beat
Finding false warmth in denial
When the truth is solar heat
My tear ducts are dormant so my pen will weep
I spill my ideas as ink until it turns into the ocean's deep
Tides breach unconscious minds, on a knowledge dry beach
They seep into you like sperm, what I sow you'll reap
Knowledge is an infinite orgasm
It's a boundless peak
Who said heaven was easy to reach?
Shepherds strayed away, the wolves are eating all of the sheep
If you're ignorant yourself, well how can you teach?
If you haven't gone through hell, well how can you preach?
It's time to be strong this world will devoir the meek
The devil is a carnal lion, preying on zebras that are weak
We don't have to even accept defeat
We've been enveloped with death's cousin sleep
Making pretend Hades hasn't consumed the suburbs and
the streets
Truth is like the sun, so we don't even have to seek
I'm so hungry for wisdom and I'm ready to eat
When we finally realize our purpose here,
Our journey will be complete.
P.O.P.I.P.
P assion runs deep like the vast pacific
O ceans of ink I will sink so someone else can get lifted
E verytime I write I hope someone gets a breath of life
T rials and tribulations find wisdom while i'm low, so I can appreciate the heights
O btacles come oh the heat, like hell it will singe
F ire from my tongue, phrases become that food that I binge
P ressured for so long finally I breach my contained dam
A boy that wrote some flurries, now I have to harness an avalanche of a man
I reached inside and I pulled feelings from the depths
N umb I am from past hurt, now my pen has wept
I write for ones who can't channel pain through words
S alvation sometimes comes from the blood of these nouns and verbs
P lease lord let concepts flood my lungs, your proverbs I receive
R ose from my bottom because In myself I started to believe
O pulant is my vision abundant is my dreams
L avish is my manuscripts, the wealth is yet to be seen
I know greatness will manifest, just because I spoke it
F eelings will possess my pen, like an entity wrote it
I feel like my paragraphs can cover lands of drought like a tidal wave
C onsumed by poetic gasoline, It's time I set papyrus forests ablaze.
Hell is
Hell is
My father fighting for his life in Vietnam
seeing friends getting killed by the Viet Congs
Hell is
My mother getting beat by her first husband, just because
it seemed lawless back then, that's just how it was
Hell is...
Hurting my mother with my big head breaking through her womb
Seeing my grandmother and uncles go to the tomb too soon
Hell is...
Watching my brother be devoured by the jail system, for 18 years
Half of his life in a cell for getting caught up with the wrong peers
Hell was...
Fear overcoming me so my social life became stalled
unprepared for the world because I'm contained in these walls
Hell is...
Mom out doing her thing, please come home
I'm so scared of the worse, I feel so alone
Hell is
Looking her in her sad glassy eyes
She kept telling me what funeral flowers she wanted, I wondered why
Hell is...
Mother came to the point where she could'nt take it no more
God please dont take her... so the cops broke down the door
Hell is...
Us getting saved and I don't understand what to do
everything she says I'm doing is a sin, I'm so confused
Hell is...
having to interact with my bad mouth friends at school
tormented and convicted when I curse to be cool
Hell is...
be lonely longing to be with that special girl
but the thing that is missing
will one day change my calm world .
Haunting remains
Deep into thought she asked me what I was thinking
If only she knew where my thoughts were sinking
Possessed by the memory that will not leave
I’ve lost you but haven’t had time to grieve
The passion I had for you, I feel I’m a slave
The love has been gone for a while
I still haven’t visited your grave
Our love is trapped in a confusing repetition
I can be with someone else but still see your apparition
Grabbing my soul feelings aren’t yet cold
There’s still warmth in her calculated hold
A part of me still keeps her memory alive
What we had was a freefalling swan dive
Never reaching the end
Just suspended in time
I lay with her, but you’re on my mind
What is it obsession? Or is it regret?
When I’m alone I still see your ghostly silhouette
Can’t feel you, Can’t seem to touch
I wish I could tell you that I miss you so much
Will you ever leave me and cross into the light?
Or will your presence keep engulfing my nights
But it’s morning, I still see you in the flesh
You looked so beautiful, will I ever get rest?
Not if I keep my old feelings the same
I guess you will always leave your haunting remains.
I think everyone has that one love that never leaves.
Deep end of the pool
My love it’s time to let go of this hold
Time to release, because this water is cold
I’ve done all I could and I’ve helped you so much
It’s pulling me down, trying to pull you up
It would hurt me so much to see you sink
Into the abyss, when we both are on the brink
The choices I’ve made I have really come to regret
Been trying to save you with feet of cement
It’s really getting hard for us to stay afloat
Water is steadily rising above our throats
In this tread you’ll need to be on your own
I can no longer help you, but you are not alone
I can’t save you, but there is an Almighty lifeguard
That will pull you in no matter how much you are flawed
This raft has a hole in it, so baby I can no longer stay
As the deep end of the pool gets further and further away…
Dreams
Dreams they come true
Dreams they come
After all
Dreams they come true
Dreams they come true
Wasted my dreams
Verse 1
My God help me through
My darkest days
Help me through all this pain
Take my scars away
I think about my uncles
That are gone away
Lord forgive my brother
For his lawless ways
Mother
You gave me wisdom
Gave me love so that I could strive
Took me from Sinai to druid park drive
In these eyes see the life that I lead
See the tears that I shed see the blood that I bleed
Been rejected deceived
Seen the envy the greed
So many unworthy women
With these material needs
I look back and how I miss the past
I was a young visionary with heaven at my grasp.
Repeat chorus
Verse 2
I’ve been so tired with so much on my mind
I’ve been looking for that heaven, but this hell I find
I’ve been trying to escape all this worlds binds
When the sun drops away lord help me shine
So many things I cope with, I try to keep my focus
Nobody’s around whenever a brothers the brokest
I wrote this, I try to relieve all of the tension
Boy I need some healing need some soul ascension
This soul suspension is like a repetitious record
I need that drive inside resurrected, Mercy, been hungry & thirsty
People they curse me, but words don’t even hurt me
No more, like the rain will pour and washes all my dreams ashore
By my house by the water blue sky white sands
I see a penthouse with a cityscape view that spans
A balcony overlooking nature, that’s all I really need
Where I can paint the serenity of the snow covered trees
A home in the hills where the clouds are my back yard
At night we can just lay and gaze at the stars
A place where my mother can go to whenever she feels
A place where my kids can run in endless fields
Create a business in the hood, to give my people some hope
From the despair of poverty, jail, genocide, and dope
Lead them to church where they can feel like something
Come as you are because the hurt ones needs some loving
Success means nothing if I can’t bring anyone with me
The eyes are hollow if the spirit is empty
Struggle is no longer welcome, now it’s time to live
I want to be measure one day by what I did
I’m just trying to do my best, one day I’ll be someone
I’m ready and prepared whenever that day shall come.
Dreams.
