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Ambitious Girl

Ambitious Girl, your ideal for me

We living in a fake world, but you kept it real for me

Your drive is driving me crazy

Steering me to your direction,


crashing into your heart like I'm drunk doing 180

Make-up, you don't need it boo

Your beauty is a reflection of GOD and the image on the screen

You don't feed into


I love how your determined to follow your dreams

Be the next star on the movie screen

Not focused on material high price jeans at the venue

I love the genes thats in you

Love what you aspire to be, you inspire me

To do the same


You getting older so you don't have time for the games

These other girls can't even fathom your imagination

They show off ass, you showing off your aspirations

I'll be there for your graduation, you got all this passion waiting

My last one didn't have what your packing which is fascinating

I can tell you love the thrill of the chase

Don't smoke but these drinks you willing to chase

To have the pain erased, still hold that smile on your face

Your spirit can't be replaced


While you logging into school, in your dorm

Your honey to these niggaz who B ready to swarm

 I'm here to help motivate,

My heart is a home for you so you'll 4ever have a place

To rest

From the Stress

From MD to wherever, our mutual respect will connect- GQ

Copyright © Quincy Cannon | Year Posted 2015



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In the Midst

In the midst of the lies and tricks

While others idolize some despise the rich

To get some dough people will lie and snitch

Ski mask way, sit back and devise a lick


Im just trying to get words off the page and into the booth

Its just me and you like we're fly in a coupe

Drowning in my blood, sippin dark sorrow from a bottle

Just heard my young homie won't see outside tomorrow

was just a smart young brotha tryin to be caking

Now he might do 10 and was already on probation

One of my enemies got shot but he aint dead tho

I wonder what was going thru his mind as he bled slow

Signing deals with the devil without even knowing it

Treating money like trees and steady blow it

Not growing it, gotta have the new J's just to show some shyt

Thats why they look at us like we don't know no shyt

Copyright © Quincy Cannon | Year Posted 2015

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Right On Time

I think about her everytime that the sunset and sunrise

She just a piece of ass to some guys

But she's more than, loyal, the type to hold your back

Stepping to her man and she's down to scrap


Met as strangers through halls of school, just passing by

In the same class just a couple hi and byes

She had her head in books while I was letting the smoke swirl

Cute with brains like Topanga on Boy Meets World 

My heart was like Cory's, approached her with my story

Saying feelings are sincere 

Then i started thinking about you everywhere

Your fine wine these other broads are beer

You on higher level the rest can't compare

Wanna elevate you, all these haters gonna do is talk and stare 

That's what they do to royalty, What's a King without his Queen?

Your last rook took an L, let's see what this relationship could bring

To my new state of mind

Spend every minute with you, cause your right on time

 

Dealing with these problems on these lonely streets

When I've fallen, she's the one to bring me to my feet

After a long day, we take a shot the Bombay

Politic about life while cheifing on a bomb J

She opens up about her how present is reflection of her past

raised by a single mother, barely saw her dad

Only when it was visiting hours cause he was busy with powder

So in these crooked cats she was looking for that

Somthing deeper than an object

A Maya Angelou poem with a meaningful concept
-Quincy Cannon

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Look In My Mind

Take a trip into the mind of a poet but loner
Thinker, avid drinker local known stoner
Next to green like Mario, maybe shrooms will get me bigger
Will they see as a man instead of a nigga
When I say 'nigga' I don't mean ones who hung on trees
I mean the ones that I hang with that blow on trees
It's funny how times changed but really its all the same
Prison and slavery just really the same name
Welcome to my world, where love is quiet and money talks
The smart gets locked up and the dummies walk
Kids get shot down on a daily basis
Don't know our life, just judge us off the skin on our faces
No eye witnesses due to drop cases, who'll save us?
What we see shock us like Raiden
What do I say to my nigga whose crib just been raided
Young tygas getting faded but Ima future Lion in the making
Where's my faith in GOD? I'm losing faith in myself
Don't like what's in the mirror, guess I'm hating myself
How can I love you when I'm not loving myself
Never followed the law, I govern myself
You're one in a million like that angel Aaliyah
This relationship was a test, I got caught being a cheater
This world's driving me insane and it's affecting my heart
It was us against the world, now were tearing apart

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All Along

I write like an author till I get arthrithis

Everything I touch turns to shyt, the opposite of Midas

Why do I jump heart first into this pool of love

Only to be burned as the fool of love

Empty bottles of Bud Light to close tears

Roling something sticky, these buds light no beer

Tango-ed into this web of romance, but it's a slow dance

I'm left alone like a wallflower with no chance

of getting close to her heart, her mind and soul

So this L I spark, erases the lines and I just go

To another place, another time in reality

Where I'm shut off from this wicked mentality

Cut off from who I thought seen the best in me

But All Along they only saw a check in me 

What happen to the passion, love and trust

Now seeing me and you is no longer a must

You were that FIRE i DESIRED now were ashes and dust

Wondering was it real love or just passionate lust?

Copyright © Quincy Cannon | Year Posted 2015




Book: Shattered Sighs