MzNappi
03-31-2001, 09:39 PM
sister get up off your back
get your self intact
you are a queen
and you cannot reign with him
constantly between your sacredness
like that
i watch
sadness in eye
confused about identity
thoughts of who am i
painted on face
placing soul
into the hands of confusion
keeps on loosing
baby daddy heartbreak number one
did not stick around
(click-click)
baby daddy number two
penitentiary pity
locked down
(click-click)
so what is next
i let him inside
the thickness of my thighs
so that his manhood will rise
i like the look in his eyes
when i give him pleasure
and if i please him
he will stay
(click-click)
pleasure is plenty in the big city
with so many women thinking
the way she does
mistaking pretty faces singing
sweet songs as love
giving away the goods to soon
aint good
it becomes a bad decision
when the prison of uncertainty
and not knowing
builds bridges
leading far away from reality
the bridges are often weak
breaking before the journey
back to sublime even begins
falling into the water
back at sudden start
cycle resets again (click-click)
young and in her prime
this should be the time
where she really begins to enjoy life
twice fooled by the fact of
***** don’t make the ***** stay
buying pampers
rocking babies
doctor appointments
daycare and rush off to work
aint fun at all
so for comfort she has to search
in the midst of slick sly smiles
and miles of brown bodied boy-men
they tend to take her out of her mind
got to find one
got to find one
(click-click)
and it begins
you are beautiful
nothing more than to be with you
would be all i want to do
your worries fears and doubts
give them to me
and i ll be your strength
and what more could you need
the children are you
and you are what i want
so now we don’t even
have to have this conversation
after work he makes his way
to new found prize
play with the children
put them to bed
long gazes in her eyes
caught up in web unseen
because scenes of mr. right
shine too bright
good love making
got to go
must be at work early
you know
this could really be it
i think he is the one
for me
i will stick it out
nothing else to do
but wait and see (click-click)
holidays
quick stays
his time gets less and less
midnight make love
two hours later must leave
she is deceived once more
married men cannot make too
much time for mistress
now i can’t believe she missed
this
sister get up off your back
get yourself intact
you are a queen
and you cannot reign with him
constantly between your sacredness
like that
rounds and rounds
of giving it away
hope he will stay
can tear a queendom down
we as women need to know who we are
and it can be found within
we have to be careful and cautious
about the decisions we make
for the sake of our reign
for the sake of our children
they need fathers
and not that quality-time-on-the-weekend-
child-support-dad
know who you are woman
know what you need woman
know who you want to be woman
he came he cums and leave
will soon wear itself thin
and you are so much more
than some man’s relaint whore
the next time you choose to part
your legs
be mindful of who you are
so that the scar of unprecise thinking
does not leave waste for the womb
and no more
click-click
after
click-click
and
click-click
you are a queen
get your self intact
you are a queen
and you cannot reign with him
constantly between your sacredness
like that
i watch
sadness in eye
confused about identity
thoughts of who am i
painted on face
placing soul
into the hands of confusion
keeps on loosing
baby daddy heartbreak number one
did not stick around
(click-click)
baby daddy number two
penitentiary pity
locked down
(click-click)
so what is next
i let him inside
the thickness of my thighs
so that his manhood will rise
i like the look in his eyes
when i give him pleasure
and if i please him
he will stay
(click-click)
pleasure is plenty in the big city
with so many women thinking
the way she does
mistaking pretty faces singing
sweet songs as love
giving away the goods to soon
aint good
it becomes a bad decision
when the prison of uncertainty
and not knowing
builds bridges
leading far away from reality
the bridges are often weak
breaking before the journey
back to sublime even begins
falling into the water
back at sudden start
cycle resets again (click-click)
young and in her prime
this should be the time
where she really begins to enjoy life
twice fooled by the fact of
***** don’t make the ***** stay
buying pampers
rocking babies
doctor appointments
daycare and rush off to work
aint fun at all
so for comfort she has to search
in the midst of slick sly smiles
and miles of brown bodied boy-men
they tend to take her out of her mind
got to find one
got to find one
(click-click)
and it begins
you are beautiful
nothing more than to be with you
would be all i want to do
your worries fears and doubts
give them to me
and i ll be your strength
and what more could you need
the children are you
and you are what i want
so now we don’t even
have to have this conversation
after work he makes his way
to new found prize
play with the children
put them to bed
long gazes in her eyes
caught up in web unseen
because scenes of mr. right
shine too bright
good love making
got to go
must be at work early
you know
this could really be it
i think he is the one
for me
i will stick it out
nothing else to do
but wait and see (click-click)
holidays
quick stays
his time gets less and less
midnight make love
two hours later must leave
she is deceived once more
married men cannot make too
much time for mistress
now i can’t believe she missed
this
sister get up off your back
get yourself intact
you are a queen
and you cannot reign with him
constantly between your sacredness
like that
rounds and rounds
of giving it away
hope he will stay
can tear a queendom down
we as women need to know who we are
and it can be found within
we have to be careful and cautious
about the decisions we make
for the sake of our reign
for the sake of our children
they need fathers
and not that quality-time-on-the-weekend-
child-support-dad
know who you are woman
know what you need woman
know who you want to be woman
he came he cums and leave
will soon wear itself thin
and you are so much more
than some man’s relaint whore
the next time you choose to part
your legs
be mindful of who you are
so that the scar of unprecise thinking
does not leave waste for the womb
and no more
click-click
after
click-click
and
click-click
you are a queen