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3 Wishs

to fall in love with a crush

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Grandpa

Pictures and moments stick
Past life sticks
The boy knows but cant see the light of 
the unknown picture of you grandpa.

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Morning Before Sunrise

Light is almost clear
The morning is here
Beautiful light, beautiful moment
Your grandmother and all it has been 
Now or then before a sunrise moment.

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Money

Sure it can live
No it cant feel
Something gives when the cream is real

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Saying Bye Bye Baby

I'm Heavier than the walls of a writers block
Hotter than a favelas summers clock 
I'm Rougher than sand paper, hanging on a carpenters sock 
Distanced like lands separated at sea
step in these 11 and a half's , so i can show you what it takes to be free.

You once said it still hurt! I was dead!
You once said love, and i ****ed up.
I wish you would of read,
Me , as  cool and empty as my breathe and lungs.
I should have woke up when your love rung.

I shouldn't lose, but it feels right to fail.
In war and love their is no mercy in this jail.
For us id move the gun for the canine to score, 
yet, I've never met a person id try losing for.

"I got the blues ladies and gentlemen.
A round of an applause for our fine men playing tonight.
I have a love story to tell you about.
Its a bout a fine man, who was no different from you.
Yet, this man was a whole lot different."


He was strong, with a vision holding his nuts and nothing mattered. 
So even the liquid couldn't get to his bladder
Maybe a brother, maybe a son, maybe a close friend,
it doesn't matter who or what only when it ends.
There comes a time in a mans life, where he is living and not looking.
It is then where he feels free and forgets about her first cooking.
In you i have faith my god, my mother and father.

It isnt much to say,
its just doesn't feel right to still feel love in 100 shades of gray

Im lifting  the writers walls and  cooling the sun with the moons clouds.
Ill pray i never lose this much.
Life is good, but shell never answer to tell me why she was so out of touch

No time, nor dimension,
can  show what hes feeling,
 another day it may be easier to take a break from this grieving.


Good night ladies and gentlemen,
i just pray you show her this note  tonight.
Giving me a  breathe, gazing into  this uneasy nyc sight.
Ive learned to live without air and only with my memories of the world ,
you were so beautiful and pure on the first date as u smiled and twirled
 

"By then the young man turned into a gray angry man,
no tear could he drop, 
Its then the girl played the music of love and he finally let his ego drop"


The heavens opened up and gave the young man reason to live,
she was back again, and he was stoned and passive.
Trying to catch his mental, he grabbed her tight, he lost his mind for one more time
to never forget her smell on that Bronx night.

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Loans

You know u got it hard
when ur a single bachelor heart broken with a bachelors
tell your mother in the eye you're considering moving faster, selling weed and coke its a disaster.
This happens in Astoria as the 7 rides by, true story , emotions real, **** the other mans lies.

Its not that i cant make it , just hate to have to prove it.
I got swag for days
mofo dnt make me come to the edge blast it and walk a way like its a peaceful movement 
U dnt know me, neither does my  mirror or the illuminati file
Have no time for puppy love i kick these biches out the bed faster than gile.
babygirl im not a player i just tell you what sounds best its the way i deal with life  
sometimes i pray by being depressed, 

no captain save a hoe thats just a crazy dedication you boys are devadasi lovers thats just the iceburg devastation 
So much pain in the world and  we need more liberals in Liberia Sometimes hurt people hurt people so we left to Monroe and taught  what we learned from those people 

This isnt the west point im talking bout the real west point the slum of the world where we get no worse and have no point , to live or to die just to live die when a grown man cries.
 
we come to  a point where its not biggie or 2 pac but we take a big look to the pot where aids getting busy , drinking blood from the body , same as the first , death is a lie,believe it or not. Aids is out to attack every women needs a man, every hand is on the shoulder, Mothers did loving, whats the point liberians, she never had money so she started sucking dick, a pretty young women is another mans slave, mother did loving now the pharaoh got aids on her face

In syria shits about to get serious, shutout to the fsa where *****doesn't go our way so farmers and colleges students pick up aks to let metal spray from a triger to a hand made bomb made out of pieces from the ash tray. embreasing death happy as can be, the fastest and shortest drug int the world is dying for your family. Hustling hard to breath at a time where interest has replaced everything including humanity, **** the richs robots have replaced leaders and thats paratly for me to blame cuz i havent prayed properly. He looks at where his interest are and works there. But his heart is dead consciousness is finished 













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A Lovers Fight

I'm not desperate girl
I'm into affection girl, feeling 
your bodies purity, while I'm 
aroused like your white pearls
I'm into making love to your 
body,
I'm into staying calm so its not 
even being naughty
I'm into you feeling like a 
women
I'm into making u feel refresh 
like a citrus limon
I'm into pleasing you 
I'm into these simple things 
you do 
after I'm done you'll clearly see 
the boy 
After I'm done you'll feel the 
man deploy
After I'm done you'll feel that 
butter love
You'll feel my ambition with the 
world, my tears and things i 
was burden of
You'll want to make me your 
favorite new thing
Your  breathe of fresh air as i 
blow on your nose ring
whether black
Whether white
whether latin
whether persian
or asian
whether thin
whether thick
whether rain, snow or sun
you deserve it all for the times 
you weren't appreciated Hun 
With this on my mind how can i 
fail at being a man going in as 
a boy with the soul of a male.

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Who Will Cry For the Little Boy

who will cry for the little boy? 
When his innocence is no longer attached to his 
soul.
who will cry for the little boy? 
When he sees another little boy running alone.
who will cry for the little boy? 
when there isnt much more to say
who will cry for the little boy? 
When the straight line of unforuntate acceptance 
He will never make.
Who will cry for th little boy?
Who would  rather live dead then to conform and 
accept lucid in justice while faithfully believing in 
gods love showing character of that of a human 
lion
Who will cry for the little boy?
Who would kill for family but never for money and 
will take ones life over another's if placed in a 
momentary second.
Who will cry for the little boy?
That will respectably hand over his breathe for the 
circus of evil in return for all to have a drop of 
water 24 times a day.
Who will cry for the little boy?
Which knows too often yet knows nothing of a safe 
haven.
Who will cry little boy?
When all his life he was taught about drugs but 
never warned about love.
Who will cry for the little boy?
Who no longer is fascinated with money but can't 
fool the anxiety within from seeking it.
Who will cry for the little boy?
Who forgot how to deal with emotion  for fear hell 
be separated from god.

Who will cry for the little boy?
When time is an energy and not something u 
count and all he has lived has formed into an 
inner radiating cloud that when looked through his 
lens life's simplicity is nothing simple.Who then?
For me it be better without me , for u it be better 
to have me. For us I'd seek to live forever. For life, 
I'd realize this will last forever . The circle of life. 
More than a bitch , it'll never be bias. That's how u 
know its real

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What Love Was

Don't take my meaning to mean anything
its my love for myself in its own life form surviving 
and breastfeeding.
I could sit down and feel what i'm thinking
its a rare skill because I've died and still living.

No one knows but this is a funeral feeling
mixed with the smile of your best friend spiritually 
healing.
This is the world presented at its saddest moment
with the  possibility of happiness after all dealing 
with your self as the only opponent.

So yea i understand
but i take all day to fight my demon
its not a serious problem
its more of whats meant while you read this as a 
freeman.

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Hero of the Night

Everyone wants to be a hero 
everyone wants to be Deniro.
But how many would go absolute zero
die for strangers in rio de janeiro.

If this is what i must live with 
Ill never take it to be a myth
or do a way with
I'll just stay there till someone does something about it. 
someone like you or I and either you or I.