Arizona Heat
Arizona Heat, packing it hard
Deeper then the deepest Chocolate Windows
Framed by long lashes, ebony compassions
Dying souls oppressed by more than the hotness of the night
Mocha Skin in Summertime
Let’s Roll
Impala, Hydro, wood grain and leather
Hot, baby, Bump it louder
Stolen speakers bump it best
West Coast, East Coast, Southwest
Greenback, wetback
Brown on Brown
Murder, it’s a homicide
Of the cruelest kind
Dark Reactions
Light is no longer required here
One cannot see what isn’t supposed to be seen
Here on the borders of AZ, the grim reaper
Reaps openly
Fluctuating from victim to victim
Cherry Red Silvery distain
Drips from guns
Bang, Bang, Bang
Pull the Trigger
Drugs are no longer sins but saviors
Sell them, deal it
Steal it all
Survival Of The Fittest
Mm, it’s hot, so hot, hot
Steamy sweaty Sin
Sultry music, sexy women
Tequila, Tecate, Paradise for some
The Heat doesn’t come from the sun
But the struggle to stay alive
To survive, and thrive
Breathe
Every Pancho Villa needs a Lady by their side
Right? Dolled up, complexion perfect
Hyna, Ruka, Sweet Vixen, Mami Sexy, hit it and quit it, baby
He grabs my chin
Blowing into my face, scent, full of toxic fumes
Drunk off victory from this week’s dealings
“Money is my first love, not you, she made me RICH
So get the hell away from me, trick”
Plunges into my chest
His heart, belongs, to no one
But success
Cold steel, cold hearts, cold money
That’s all he wants, honey
The hottest thing is the tears burning down my cheeks
Weak, suppressed, the insides of me
Tearing down
I need to find a way..out
without..him
Hustling my own
using my own
devices to succeed
My soul, heedless, shall always belong
To what shaped my tough skin
Intimate Beginnings
I belong
To the Arizona Heat
Copyright © Bella Cardenas | Year Posted 2007
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