~ Imprisioned by vision
Pardoned by dreams
Captive to potential
I've found freedom in love
An endangered species
I breathe because you are
I live so that I can catch a
glimpse of your heart's smile
Lost in a fairytale whose ending
Never comes
My m...
~ The bird by my side isn't flying anymore. It's wings are fine, but the feathers are tarnished and torn. Why keep it in a cage when it already wears chains ? If I cleansed your feathers would you remain by my side ? Chains rusty, cage is open its your choice if you fly. ~
The Caged Bird Finale ...
I don't usually do this but uuuhh ! My ghettorat came out when my futuristic husband came out for blood on some plexing shit . I ain't know how to act as I shrieked with joy .
"Grab ya glocks when ya see Tupac. Call the cops when ya see Tupac !" The DJ shouts on the mic while scratching the record causing the chorus to reiterate . That sunt the throng of the intoxicated to enjoin the vibe he threw including a knock-off Mc Lyte;me .
We all bounced together we ain't got a mufuckin' opinion; whether it was ass or titties . I felt like we was on some we shall overcome shit ! The total opposite of the record . "Yo, everybody wave yo muthafucking hands in the air ! What we do ?" The DJ's slightly muffled baritone hyped . "We hit em up !" All the brown skins rejoiced waving their hands from side to side to the rhythm of the beat .
"Now it's all about Versace, you copied my style . Five shots couldn't drop me, I took it and smiled ." I recited pointing my fingers like two gats .
After all that shookin' and jivin' I did it worked up a serious thirst for a real drink . The crowd was still pumpin' to sick rhymes but, see the way I'm set up I gotta take a chill pill; feel me ?
I strolled through the sweltering ambiance lurking for my girl E . I can't believe she left me that heffa down bad . She gone hear mad shit from me when I find her .
Finally, I peeped Erica at the bar with two fine -and I mean fine brothas. She had one entraped in her arms as he left sweet trails of dark brown roses down her neck delicately devouring it . 'He got some lips on him my girl got taste; he icy too !' From the way she reveals her pearls in utter delight that must be Monroe . The light of her life that I have yet to meet . 'I'm not even tight no more they cute or wateva'.'
The other G he was just big chillaxin' in the cut . 'He got man whore written all over him.' Sippin' from his drink, looking for his next victim to spit game to as his eyes peered out at all the mocha honeys . 'He cute gotta nice nose, I'm feelin' his noserings though; it's ill .'
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