The Last Thing I Want To See

Money is the last thing I want to see
People chase it
Some people make it
Others dream of it
Others need it
To die for
A tooth and an eye for
Just a little white lye
Obstruct the law
Baseball bat and Broken jaw
For sure we want more
It grows on trees
Up to your knees
like honey for bees
And cats in trees
I just cant breate
Moneys the last thing i want to see
But money wont let me be
Will money set me free

Hearing Her Voice

The heart wont heal without hearing her voice
Seeing her face,
Touching her skin
Walking talking
Allowing something in
Nothing has meaning
Until i have that feeling
The feeling of being complete
Unique with the love that we have
I will be stronger
I will glow
Nerves will go
I will answer clearly
You will hear me
For what I am
And what I believe in
I will lead
Without the need
For players of unrighteousness
Your highness is unnecessary
Sir will do
Manners received
Manners given
As its been written
Is how i will be living
My path
Not prison
Change
Has resin
The match,
Certain perfection
The attention to detail
Like her hair
My mind bright like sun
Her eyes like the moon on the water
A subtle mood
One of seductive tension

She's A Black Animal

A sexy figure, a smile that’s cunning
What you playing at?
Whose leg you pulling?
She knows what she’s doing.

Touching is one thing.
But that’s already on the cards.
A moment alone, hard to come by
Situation starved.

I’m like you as you are like me…
The tension unspoken,
Just felt
Behind the eyes it lye’s
Hearts won’t melt,
They will burn, intensely until
Life is render, soul satisfied

The light softens, as does your breath.
Your body my eyes,
The smile so cunning

Only in America

Only in America,
In God we trust,
where the American dream is everyone bread and butter with or with out crust,
fast paced, but cool,
Big yellow buses take little peeps to school,
a country like no other,
the original big brother,
CIA FBI APB drive by,
why, how high,
living like white man can't jump,
want money like no hair Donald Trump,
from central park,
to the National Indian Reserve.
This is my land boy,
haven't you heard...
word!

It's not what you know,
but who you know,
there's always someone bigger round the corner.
America made from self made millionaires,
crack the market forget bitches I warn ya...
Corruption with equal rights,
no green card,
working long hours just to be heard and late nights,
don't see the sights.

Twin tower,
a tragedy to humanity,
a super power but wasteful with responsibility...
carbon foot prints everywhere,
in the name of national security.
Many have had the dream,
and have had that dream taken
lives are cheap,
Home fries with Canadian bacon maple syrup, blueberry pie, Eat eat eat...
sorry I'm eating,
I cant speak.
I barely walk, and my knees are weak.

Money for oil,
still the troops die.
Weapons of mass destruction?
Truth or lie?
Celebrity endorsement,
sex in the city,
funny at times,
but not about Britney...

I want Big titties and I want tight ass,
you're not all that,
but then again you got cash.

More Cash or gash by the hour,
step up Mr Obama,
potential Black power,
cometh the man,
but will we see the hour?

Some of the places people live in each state,
leave a taste in your month, quite sour.
Washed drenched in hate.

All that glitters isn't gold,
Crash economy,
back lash of the monopoly,
double up and step in with the pound,
Londoners shop till you drop,
dollar bills spent at every block and every town.

But nothing can beat it.
America's short term history,
The land of opportunity and gangster hip hop mentality,
death row records,
bad boy entertainment,
def dam, and Phat farm,
that's a different arrangement.

To be the king of New York,
or in the blues of the south,
rags to riches
Described from everyone’s mouth.
America, in all its glory
a place of miracles,
what's your story?