Life Did it

Sporadic text,
"i miss you"
When you comin' home?
Remember this...?
Remember that...?
Remember "we"...?
Those the conversations every couple of months or so...
We talk about what "we" used to be
And often ask how did "we" get to "used to be"
Most of the time, the finger points to me.
She say i ain't really care, I left her there
That's all i hear...
I did care, I ain't wanna leave her there
I ain't have no idea that the miles, days, weeks,would take the tool that it did
Now, the late-night surprises, impromptu dates, stolen moments are just memories.
I was her journal, she wrote her life on me
She was my canvas, Painted her a masterpiece...
Then life sent us on different paths, and we drifted apart
Still #1 in each other's heart, but life did it's part
It left me without her, and now when these conversations occur...
It's full of what ifs, reality is "we" are only what "used to be"

Say Hello

Saying good-bye can make the most stoic person emotional; and the most emotional insane. Good-bye, a strong word, most people only mean it in the context of "until the next time." When it's good-bye forever, including death, that's hard to accept. Death eliminates the "until the next time" element; the other good-bye is complicated. Saying good-bye to relationships, romantic relationships, makes things even more complicated. Good-bye to love? Devastating. It's not an easy thing to do at all; that embodies saying good-bye to arguably the strongest emotion in human nature. This means getting rid of a part of you; what you are as a person. Life after saying good-bye is intriguing. There' the process of trying to "cope without," it consists of trying to find things to fill a void. You may pick up new hobbies, new habits, go back to doing things you used to do before love, etc. This can be good in the sense that you learn more about yourself, you feel liberated, and you build a stronger sense of independence. Then there's some bad; you pick up bad habits (i.e. drinking and smoking more), getting a "rebound." That's the bounce back person for all the wrong reasons. Then there's being cold, close-minded, and thinking you can't go on with life. There's you seeking attention in the wrong places, always wanted to be loved, even latching on and hanging out with the wrong people. Once you said good-bye to love, you lost yourself. You no longer have an identity. Most of the time, the good mixes with the bad. When the bad overcomes the good, then that's when the "ole thing" comes back into the picture. Yes, the same "ole thing" you said good-bye to, forever. The person who knows you best, yet hurt you the most. The "ole thing" comes back as a calm gentler person, but is still the same "ole thing." You go back to the "ole thing" because you feel comfortable, you know them; but being comfortable doesn't solve problems. You forgive, but forget to solve; then the same problems evolve. Good-bye again, forever again? Maybe, maybe not. You can say good-bye to love and mean "until the next time." That doesn't mean that the "ole thing" has to come back too. It's ok to be free and independent. it's also ok to let go and not be cold , or afraid to let new people in. You can't win unless you try. Who's your true love? it's stupid to keep answering a question with the same wrong answer(ole thing).

Change

Once you're embedded in a certain culture it's HARD to change. Even if it's a change for the better, change is always difficult. A temporary change is seen as nice, but it always ends up in failure. Relapsing just seems oh so right, all awhile you know what you're doing is wrong. But it's a familiar practice just like playing your favorite song. it's like going along to get along, just because of fear of change.
The fear of change just puts a "black hole" or negative aspect on change. Change in certain cultures means that you're a "bitch," "uncle tom," backstabber , and so forth. WHY? Change is ineveitable, so how come it isn't accepted by everyone. Change is something that should always be embraced as a normal part of life. Progressing as an individual should never come under scrutiny, but in many instances it is often criticized. The person most guilty of this is the individual that is attempting to change for his or her personal reasons. You should never be scared to be yourself, that's the one person you'll always have to deal with. causing conflict within because of what other people think is wrong. personal advancement through change should be a blissful moment for whoever is involved with the occurrance.

We the Hypocrites (Men)

Can't should never be in a man's vocabulary,
But when it comes to women...(laughs)
We could have once been known as pimps
She could never been known as a pimp
We call them whore
And I can't walk one them through my mother's doors
We can fuck bitches left and right
She can't never had a scandulous night
If so? She ain't right
Forget about the fact that she know all the bad shit 'bout you
Never mind the fact your mother's a woman and done the same shit too
Our double standard affects "how" and "who" we choose
Accepting the truth about your woman sound simple, but it's win/lose
We can go out and drink and party all night
Maybe she can go out but she can't drink or party
She just too dumb, "She wanna get done"
We think drinks make our girl easy and sleazy?
We drink, get questioned
And it's "baby why you don't believe me?"
We tell her what we gonna do, and what she can't
Tell her what we are, and what she ain't
And we she leave. we devastated
Thanx to our mis-take
Wouldn't let be breathe, wouldn't let her see
Things would have been aight if we accepted "you +me"

RELAPSIN'

Relapsin'...
that shit happens
streets keep callin' his name, gotta habit for action
he came home the otha day day and had a case of deja vu
didn't realize that nigga? "streets is after u"
been away for a few months, they ain't too fond of you
gotta couple of li'l niggas he woulnd't familiar wit
that's the new crew
he a street nigga, he couldn't put 1 and 1 2gether to see that it equal 2...
Fucked old shawty the otha day, what goes up comes back down
U back home now, and u see the same people on your way down
Got the story from the ole wise nigga,"We need niggas like you around"
CLOWN
He was once da man on the streets, but he don't realize that this is now...
Jus came back from school, broke all street rules
He think his swag right, he still cool
He in too deep, aint pay attetion to the lose-lose
Now u in the cath 22
Fuck dat shit, he gotta have his duece duece
Gotta be O.E., think he the grim reaper
talkin' bout "niggas don't know me"
u just came back but the block is hot
Shit ain't the same no more, so fuck wit U?
Nigga we not
Time to unleash gunshots
Nigga u been gone for a coupla months
UMPH!
So u a snitch
U a bitch
u dug the hole, lie on your whole ditch
Streets built a certain way, thay had a itch...

American Principles

I pledge allegiance to the flag
Of the United States of America
And to the republic, for which it stands
One nation, Under God, Indivisible....
ONE NATION UNDER GOD?
We ain't the only people here
It's simple, that's America's principles
"In God We Trust"
Just to survive? Gettin' money is a must
What we say=our way, or your head we bust
Trophy wives on the arm, Shit was built off lust...
"Land of the free, home of the brave"
My ancestors were slaves
They trap niggas in a cage
Pay amigos below minimum wage
Show girls the whole world is a stage
Fuck 'em outta rage
Racism must exist, check the people wit old age...
"You living the American Dream"
Perception sold, based off a white man's scheme
Life ain't always what it seem...

Our Music

The day we started fucking, our meoldy came to an end
We started off drinking something brown
It was either Remy or Hen'
That night we drowned in our sin
Not in the sense of doing something wrong
But we changed the tune of our "native" song
We used to make music wit our words
Exchanging food for thought
But it was all for naught
Now our music is the beats we make betwwen the sheets
And if we ain't fucking:
You suckin'
I'm lickin'
Then I'm back to stickin', "GETTIN' IT IN"
When we do talk it's about the dick and.....
(we're fuckin' again)