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The Fork In the Road

I can give a chick an option
And she'll pick the other path
Just to divide herself 
Like she out here doing math
Calculating all the ways things can go bad
She don't understand happiness
Cause she's used to being sad
I grab her by the hand
And slightly stroke her on the face
Tell her I want to be her man
But to this touch, she can't relate
She stuck in the past
But we've all made mistakes
She think all I want is ass
But I'll work hard for 1st base
Just to round 2nd 
After days of going on dates
I want to slide home
But for her, I have to wait
I'm ol skool baby
I do things a different way
Been retired my jersey
I ain't got no time for games
I love a good challenge
So I play to win
I'm trying to be your future
So my time, I present
Your beauty is a present
Let me bask your presence
I want you to be my woman
So let me be your man

Copyright © Knowledge Hill | Year Posted 2014



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Clinging To Life

I look to the sky and ask,
Can he help find my way?
I've been wondering through this darkness
And still haven't found the light of day.
Struggle after struggle
I'm trying to find my way.
Time after time
I'm clinging to that little bit of faith.
Physically, spiritually, and emotionally drained
Venturing through this storm
But I can stand the rain.
No angels on my shoulders,
It's just demons now.
Fighting for first,
Never know which one is leaking out.
I try to stay positive,
Be optimistic about things.
Then turn to a pessimist,
That's a depressing change.
My mind goes insane,
I can't stay in one lane.
Veering off-road,
So my paths are never the same.
Many things I've seen,
Every memory is a movie scene.
Many are great, but has a fuzzy screen,
Bad shows up clear as day, it will make you scream.
Nightmares keep taking my breath away,
I can feel it in my chest.
Dying multiple times,
But wake up with cold sweats.
I lay here and look up,
I ask why me?
Why put me through the fire,
But have me cold as an ice rink?
Many things inside that I want to question,
Hard to pour out,
I have introverted aggression.
They say send your prayers to god,
Sometimes I feel like I have to leave him a message.
I ask again, 
can he help find my way?
I'm fighting for my dreams,
I'm going through wars to be king some day.
Even though this road I'm taking,
May not get me there right away.
I still cling to that little of hope,
That I won't let my faith die away.

Copyright © Knowledge Hill | Year Posted 2017

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Love Doesn'T Exist

What is love?
The hardest question asked.
It's not the same anymore.
It's all about material things and smacking ass.
What happened to the romance?
Guess it doesn't exist.
No more going on dates.
Or lunch picnics.
Now, being a gentleman is considered a punk.
But people like me still holding it up.
We open doors for our lady.
Tell her she's beautiful.
Cook for the lady.
She likes to eat too.
Take her out and show her off.
Like her presence is a trophy.
Wine and dine the lady.
Help her bring in groceries.
Do things a man should do.
Giver massages after a long day.
She deserves to be pampered too.
Ask how her day went.
Converse a little too.
How do you expect her love.
When doesn't even know you?
This is love at it's best.
No technology between the hearts.
Put the phones down, it's less stress.
No arguing between the parts.
Bring the love back, the real men awaits.
Or let us die out while ya'll keep losing faith.

Copyright © Knowledge Hill | Year Posted 2015

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Pain All Over

Though you're not there
You still leave a presence
Thinking of happiness gives you the chills
Like a kid opening christmas presents
At night you drown your sorrows
But tonight your sober
But yet that bottle numbs the "Pain all Over"

I know you don't say it
Your actions explains it all
All you want is someone
That right one
To catch you when you fall
It's definately hard to say
But you wish you were closer
Wishing he would hold you tight
Tell you it's alright
Just to ease that "Pain all Over"

I'm just on the outside looking in
Patiently waiting to be that man
That secures your heart
Speaks to your soul
Listens and understands
You can say there are no good men
It's time for a change over
I'm trying to compliment your intelligence
Carress your mind
Be a part of your surrounding essence
Be that drug that makes you wonder
Just to stop that "Pain all Over"

Copyright © Knowledge Hill | Year Posted 2014

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That's Rude of You

DON'T STARE AT ME BECAUSE OF MY SKIN
THAT'S RUDE OF YOU TO DO
DON'T JUDGE ME BECAUSE OF MY SPEECH
THAT'S RUDE OF YOU
YOU HEAR THE WAY I TALK
I KNOW I USE SLANG
BUT EVERY WORD YOU SAY
I CAN SHORTEN IT UP AND IT MEANS THE SAME

LITTLE BOY FROM THE PROJECTS
THOSE PROJECTS I DON'T REGRET
THEY TAUGHT ME COMMON SENSE
WHEN MOM COULDN'T WATCH MY BACK
BUT MOM DID WATCH MY BACK
EVERY TIME I WAS UNDER ATTACK
BY THE NEIGHBORS THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE FRIENDS
SHE TOLD ME TO FIGHT BACK
SO I DID
I CAUGHT THEM ONE BY ONE
AND STARTED DECREASING THEIR ARMY
BEAT THEM UP SO BAD THAT THEY HAD TO SAY SORRY
BUT NO JOY CAME FROM THIS
JUST A DISCUSSED THOUGHT
EVEN THEIR MOM TOLD US
"YOU'RE BASICALLY FAMILY"
YA'LL SHOULDN'T HAVE FOUGHT
TO ME THAT WAS A LESSON TAUGHT

WITH THE EDUCATION I'VE ACQUIRED
DOES THIS WORLD STILL SEE ME AS A HOOD BOY
OR A YOUNG GENTLEMAN?
THEY SEE ME AS NETHER
EVEN THOUGH I COULD BECOME A GREAT PHILOSOPHER OR PREACHER
I'M STILL GETTING TOLD THAT BLACK PEOPLE CAN'T BE TEACHERS
WORDS LIKE THAT ARE POISON
I CALL IT SPITTING ETHER
CHEMICALLY DESTROYING THE MIND OF A STRONG BLACK MAN
AND YOUR EYES WIDE OPEN
BECAUSE I'M NOT BREAKING DOWN EITHER
I AM MY OWN EMPIRE
BREAKING YOU PEOPLE DOWN UNTIL YOU GET TIRED
EXHAUSTION IS NOT A FEELING
IT PLAYS WITH YOUR MIND
BECAUSE I KNOW I WONT SLEEP
UNTIL THIS WORLD IS MINE

SO WHAT CAN YOU SAY ABOUT THE PROJECT BOY
THAT YOU STARE AT AND TALK ABOUT?
OH WAIT. AM I STILL CONSIDERED A PROJECT BOY EVEN THOUGH I MOVED OUT?
MOTHER GOT A GREAT JOB AN WE MOVED INTO A NEW HOUSE
DOES THAT MARK THE PROJECT BOY OUT?
I DOUBT IT BECAUSE YOU STILL RUN YOUR MOUTH
 BUT IT DOESN'T MATTER 
BECAUSE I DON'T HEAR ANYMORE WORDS COMING OUT YOUR MOUTH
SO TREAT YOUR WORD LIKE BIRDS AND LET THEM FLY SOUTH
TO ME I'M WAY BETTER THAN THE NEXT MAN
BECAUSE I'M THE BEST MAN
LIKE A WEDDING FOR MY BROTHER
AND HIM ASKING ME TO BE THE BEST MAN
BECAUSE I'M A RISING STAR
AND FOR MY FUTURE WIFE
I'M BUILDING ME TO BE THE BEST MAN
AND THAT'S WHAT MAKES ME THE BEST MAN

Copyright © Knowledge Hill | Year Posted 2011



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A Drunk Day

nice clothes
nice shoes
couple of girls
but i got a main boo

nice car
on 22's
lift kit on it
it's another 4in boost

hop out
see my homies
it ain't my forte
but all them smoking

big whip
car full
been drinkin since 1
n yet we still partying

fitted cap
yankee logo
girls say im fly
now they reaching for my "you know"

wake up
hangover
a hurricane went through the house
thanks mr Hugo

team liqour
super sick
i know i was texting
but dont remember this chick

she mad
im laughing
she says im an asshole anyways
i say i'm sorry but it was just another drunk day

Copyright © Knowledge Hill | Year Posted 2012

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W a R

W.A.R.

Look at us as evolution,
Look at these scars.
We’re reaching different heights,
We no longer look to grab stars.
Built by God to be Gods,
But, on Earth, known as Kings and Queens.
Formulated with wisdom and power,
On us, they shall lean.
As we move as “One,”
We shall shake the ground.
Step by step,
They will feel our sound.
Though we walk through these streets,
We shall be revered and move steady.
No fear in our heart,
For We.Are.Ready.!

-Knowledge

Copyright © Knowledge Hill | Year Posted 2019

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Keep Your Head Up

Sometimes you feel all alone when the days seem long.
Going down a path where the rights seem wrong.
On the road of darkness.
No lights being shown.
But no matter how far you get.
It leads back home.
So we stay stuck in the perdicament
That you tried to get out of
Climbing out a hole you can't get pulled out of
Spending time on ya knees
Praying for a miracle
Walking with your head high
Even though the pain umbearable
You gather with many
But hold hands with a very few
You can share plates with others
But give your last to your crew
And you can't tell difference
Cuz you can't trust them neither
It's the same face everyday
But showing different features
Click click. Can you picture this
Those same little bastards 
Trying to make you quit
Saying they got ya back
But they ain't too legit
Thinking ya'll vibin together
Then they switch up quick

Copyright © Knowledge Hill | Year Posted 2015

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The Love Maker

Baby the future is now.
No belt needed.
When you hold the crown.
When you get home.
You know it's going down.
Roses as you walk in.
Candles lit.
You know I'm about to put it down.
Straight off the stove.
It's your favorite dish.
Hot bubble bath running.
As I kiss dessert off your lips.
Body soaked when you step out.
Damn, you looking fine.
You strut to the bedroom.
I'm about to make that body mine.
I start at your neck. 
With a hand on your breasts.
Slowly kiss down your body.
On that inner thigh I carress.
Flip you over and start kissing your back.
Give you a little massage.
I know you feeling that. 
Flip you back to the front.
Roll my tongue in between your legs.
I know exactly what you want.
I feel you grabbing my head.
I tell you don't rush baby.
It's better with the wait.
This stache and goatee.
Ain't come from running away.
You crack a smile while I eat.
I don't have to see your face.
Legs clinched around my head.
I know it's time to clean my plate.
You throw me on the bed.
You hop on top.
Start bouncing and screaming.
I know you're about to pop.
I push you down more.
I know you can take it.
Girl that's number 4.
I got your body shakin.
You ask for the doggy.
That's your favorite position.
Switch after switch.
We've done every position.
A true workout.
Both of our bodies aching. 
We can barely move.
Our legs are quaking.
Here's another book. 
We just turned the page in.
This is the story about real love makin.

Copyright © Knowledge Hill | Year Posted 2015

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No Title Needed

I'm big in every aspect..
No ratio can contain me..
I'm a misunderstood abstract..
A picture couldn't frame me..
I'm the dry brush in your hand..
An artist couldn't paint me..
I'm that pencil and no eraser..
No way you can erase me..

Copyright © Knowledge Hill | Year Posted 2014

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