Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Da sickness of bad love

Women use to
Bloom like flowers
Until da war
Of Misconceptions began
Throwing away love
Cause u didn't
Stay committed to Jesus
Da love my step dad
And mom had
Inspired me not
To be  afraid
To be stabbed, by ignorance
We as people
Remain drinking in da dark
Thinking dat da
Drugz of lies
Is da cure
For our overdose
On dat pain
People repel other people
As being da same
If our thinking doesn't change
Then how can
Our hearts be free
From dis curse
Dat da devil
Made us drink
So we bleed
For not pursuing
Dat unknown definition
Of love
So we bleed
For not pursuing those
Who over came
Being a savage beast
So we bleed
When we say
Fuck Love
I just need
A fuck buddy
From time to time
Who said love
Was suppose to be easy
Women don't waste time
Sucking his dick
Spend time testing
His heart & character
Learning about our emotions
Will give us dat tool
Of emotional content
Us men gotta rise up
With our actions
Like Mufasa & Simba
Who fought for
True Happiness
I will continue to bleed
If I don't
Stand on da streets
Spittin my rap game
Is no different
Than my luv game
I knew I haven't
Been healed by a woman
Who loved me
For my imperfections
Recycling my needs
To heal people
From da sickness
of bad love
We bleed because
No body heard
Da cry's of
Our sounding wounds
So I must
Be dat man
Who ended da war, with love
Giving us da people
A new reveulation
Dat da book of love
Needs a new chapter

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