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Get It Straight

GET IT STRAIGHT BBL Let the wind be still I wanna speak below my breathe Let d breeze blow with ease I want to sneeze but in peace Let the beautiful flower blossom in red I wanna speak and be heard I'm the head and I lead the herd So listen to what I've read and heard The oceans accused the lake of been calm and too quiet Ever told you that we only marvel at you bounds but disgusted at your unrest I give credits to the rats that race, graze, brace and play but all on the land Shame on you bats that grace the sky in the dark clouds, forming and copy the birds in the nite Yet you seek refuge and lay still on the tree during the day and you all struggle tu hide your face chucking into one another. You live a fake live of rose flowers You spread a colourful red garment during the day. Making us believe all is well with you Yet you shiver in pain and suffer gruesome loneliness in the merciless cold nite. This you do day in day out You accuse them of being too quiet Yet you harbour offensive smell behind your voice The world only know peace when you speak no word Our happiness only blossom when you mind your business You call him a rock But he melts at the thought of you You call him a gold sculpture. Yet the rain wash off the clay legs as he fades out You brag you feed him flesh and fat How come he vomits shaft and bones Lie not to us and deceive yourself no more If you can't make me happy Please take not my Joy away from me If you can't run her race for her Please don't drag her along the path If you think it's a huddle Remember our time starts differently If the red ribbon is your target tu cross She's got a future beyond across If you race to win the cup Her pace is to stay atop Ruin not her happiness for me She's the Lady I value She's the Lady I cherish She's the lady of my dream She's the lady I treasure A rare gem beyond the coast Pearl of value Lady of honour. Listen not to the bleats You're not meant for their stables But at the tables with the kings Dressed in regalia of the royals Your space is secured Not up for grab Not up for none but you. Tell them tu cut the crap.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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