Fractured

Wish death upon you viciously....
Shit catch wind of our history...
Don't give a damn how you depict we...
Of course
You on your high horse...
No fucking remorse...
They say hindsight is 20/20....
Regret shit...I have them good and plenty...
Dem no cry for me...
I reinvented it
Remixed it
This anguish....
Some say how foolish...
Will I ever relinquish
This animosity.....
Fueled by a fiery hostility...
Towards fuckers that are so called family...
Like a bad hairline...seems I've recessed...
Regressed...
To being a lil kid just vexed
At my situation.....
Using my imagination
To fly...
Damn the reefer...I'm talking so high.....
I would be this person.....
That one.....
And then some....
Never lost in this maze...
Is this rage....
Even now in life I can't seem to turn the page...
And let go......
Off the top of my dome....
Sitting in a crowded Starbucks....yet I'm so alone....
A king with no throne...
Damn I wish I wasn't from such a shattered home.....
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Spoken Word

Reverb
Unleash the beat real slow....haven't you heard
Scintillating words
Caress every nerve.....
Phonetic wizardry......
Like when the message is delivered...
Your soul shivers
Bless the givers
Of this awesome gift...
Tongue twist...
Thoughts shift..
Reality painted in various hues...
All expressing different views
Intellects on that intellectual
Rhymes splaying legs so sensual
Unloading raw emotions to make it even more special
Reaching that next level.....
Thoughts from the conscious minded
I find it
All forms of the spoken word..
Gives me that ultimate urge...
To try my hand at this awesome feat...
Not caring how I'm riding the beat.....
Just know that I'm gonna deliver that verbal heat.....
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Beauty Personified

She's sexy...
Beyond sex appeal...
Her vibe is so real...
Love to be around her...its that electricity you feel...
Reels you in...
Imagining
Sweet kisses on lips..
Hands on hips...
Tender embrace...
As I look at her pretty face...
Whether she rocking something covered in lace...
Or sweats..whatever the case..
She beautiful in each and every way..
would remind her every day..
Baby, you making me blush..
Girl hush...
Everyday day is Valentine's
Pretty smile...eyes just shine...
We making love mentally
I'm so into her..she into me..
Willingly...
Ain't nothing forced
Of course...
So natural...
So beautiful....
Its all true....
And yes I'm talking bout u

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Freestyle'd Thru Tears

We raise our kids in our image..
Going against Mom and Pops..some consider sacrilege...
Falsely giving the praise
For the way in which I was raised...
The humility that I possess
The ability to do so much with less
Shit I'm so confused
Ticking time bomb that needs to be defused
Called you at 8... Like an eager little child...
Had the troops all riled up to say Happy Fathers Day in style....
No answer...
Didn't make the best father
So I don't know why I'd bother
Thinking you'd be a worthwhile grandfather
Shit hurts
And what's worse
Is I've been cursed
With a mother devoid of emotion
Had a notion
She'd be proud of the man I've become
But your so numb..
When it comes to feelings..
Feel like I'm dealing
With a complete stranger...
Investing my heart in you is paramount to danger
I've taken this to task...
Am I a great father...you don't even have to ask...
All I ever wanted was love...
Love....love....love.....
Its supposed to be repetitive...
All I do is give...give...give....
I love my kids so hard...cuz they are the reason I live.....
How can I not harbor any ill will...
You causing these tears to spill....
This supposed to be my day...
Pain cuts so deep I don't know what to say.......
Just wish I didn't feel this way...
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1-4-3

Want this feeling to last forever..
Till the twelfth of never..
Passionate kissing...
When you're not near me I'm missing
You...
Not afraid to admit how I love you..
Gentle enough to caress her heart
Yet strong enough to play my part...
Open doors that's locked..so chivalrous
Believe me it does exist..
I'm gonna love you in a manner you can't resist..
I insist
Take our time
Slow wind...
Show you that you're beyond special
Intrigue your mental..
By giving you conversation that level past intellectual
Have you saying...he's so refreshing..guess men aren't all the same..
Not with the usual player..tryna spit some recycled game...
Can look past my pain...
No need for fallacy
Won't hype you with improbable fantasy..
What I will give is the best of me..
Far from perfect see..
There's no telling what we could be...
Ain't gonna get anywhere with your heart in a cage...you gotta set it free...
1-4-3
L-O-V-E
So much provided by me
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Worth PT1

Call yourself a stand-up nigga..
How the hell you figure?
You sit down to aim...
How lame?
This dude gotta history
Of acting so insecurely
Swinging on females...
Man I'll spare you the details..
Haters gonna say I'm man bashing....
Shit ill answer questions to anyone who is asking....
Masking
Pain...she prolly is searching for daddy...
Someone who will love her...
Put none above her..
Had those situations...let's call him 'Uncle' Chester...
Would have their way and molest her...
Damaged goods...
Feels why would
Any regular dude
Be in the mood...
To deal with someone with her past...
How long will these thoughts last?
Often times
These characters cross lines...
Intermingle
This girl is no longer single...
He can't deal with her issues
So his words become tinged with verbal abuse
Another miscue
Her will has become weak
She no longer seeks..
Love...she just goes thru the motions..
Hoping..
This is enough...
Settling for a guy who just talks tough...
Round the edges are so rough...
He cheats...but takes care of home...
Accepts it because she can't handle to be alone.....
Doesn't stand up for herself....
Inside she's just dying for help...
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Contradictions

Fact or fiction...
Sometimes we act like a fucking contradiction...
As if we still going thru segregation...
Sometimes it seems we can't even love ourselves...
What the hell...
Like Black pride was just talk...and its packed up nicely on the shelves...
Actions reminiscent of Twitter...
Y'all a bunch of followers....damn right I'm bitter..
I said I wanted to uplift people....I will cuz I'm not a quitter....
Got fools hell bent
Of living lives that's irrelevant
The grave they can't circumvent
Babies having babies...
And let's not talk bout these so called ladies...
Actions that be shady...
In fact they be the reasons niggas get to bleeding..
Being conniving and deceiving...
Then we have these fake ass prophets like Bishop Eddie Long
Perpin' singing that woe is me song...
Dirty dick worthless man...correct me if I'm wrong...
Why settle if you're innocent?
Damn where are our leaders?
That can turn the youth into believers?
We listen to their movies...quote their lyrics...
With their fame...what do they do with it?
Nothing...zip...zilch...
A fake I'm gonna give back pretense..
Please take offense....cuz there is no defense
For turning your back....
In fact
Excuses
Have been rendered useless..
Let's not be foolish...
You can only help those who are willing
To change...but I gotta feeling...
If they think their idols care...they might
Start to put up a fight...
Try to make things right.....
But then again.............
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