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You Told Me

Let me take you back... You told me that you loved me You told me that you cared You said that you would never hit me And that you would always be there. Well that was then and this is now I'm sitting here with a black eye feeling less than proud Ashamed is what I feel, embarrassed and less than a drug hound. I didn't let you go without putting up a fight I deserve an award cause I fought you with all of my might How could you do what you did? I'm your sole supporter The mother of your kids Raheen and Domineek, Nasir and Shakya The mini me's of me and you The lil' ones I would die for. To them daddy is your name Hero is your title But what lies underneath is a snake with a rattle Slanging in the streets and not coming home on time Hustling your life away only for cooked crack nickels and dimes. Yea you making money doing your thang We stay blinged up fresh to def with diamonds,chains,gear and ghetto fame. But as you get deeper in the game Your fist becomes your let out It's hard to see what you're doing when you're bringing your anger out. Why do you treat me the way you do? Like I'm your foot stool and even your fool You aint in-love, really you don't even love me I just got a firm back and a sperm hungry baby sack. It's over and I'm done Finito Baby I'm not the one Time's up for the headaches and pains Bangings and beatings and downrating my name. It's true our kids need a mother and also a father As long you're in their life With me you don't have to bother. There's no need for me to linger No longer will my life be in danger Help is what I seeked and found New peace and new joy is what I'm spreading around. Go ahead with your bad self Keep your riches and your wealth You played me like a doll and then threw me back on the shelf I didn't get any "Thank You's" or "I appreciate your all" Not even a "Thank You" for help bringing four lives into this world. Just like Spike Lee's movie "Do The Right Thing" I'm way ahead of it Leaving you with your games Something I should have done long ago But I wasnt strong enough to stand alone in the cold Now I've grown wiser, mature and afresh I'm not doing something good I'm doing what's best.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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