Love is like a plant that grows into a lovely
Flower from the sunshine of a smile, a tender
Touch or an unspoken word, and is given water
The Artist 2
like a painting to an artist the canvas in full view of self to be in the moment
like a distant pier succumb to the shedding of a...
A perpetual stream of sacred consciousness flowing ever and ever beyond planets and stars and even plenty of universe.
why should we worry in a world in such a hurry
present them with truth & they change the story
like Martin Luther King let freedom in lest we...
for one more day she would like to stay
sailing down the Summers day where she and fish gale smiling
tall and strong she slips along I sang for...
who do you think you are
we had it made in our sin
until the day you came in
you came to us as a little baby in the manger
leading others out...
I found a little fairy
someone had discarded on the ground.
I picked her up
put her in my pocket.
Never again will she be alone.
She can now...
all right drop the beats
got this fire burning hotter inside of me
don't want to get the best of me
sitting here drinking my forty why should I...
flirting with fire blowin it up in the most earnest desire
her perfume was led to basement blues remove those shoes
bask in the news then you...
she was my own at last just her & I
feelings of love filled up my soul
when I looked deep into...
arm my with harmony as I take it to society
my homeboy got capped in the knee
virtuoso cause I'm taking it to the limit
Vanity was Prince's...
through humiliation in every vested situation
I'm learning to think things through
in life i have been battered, broken & torn
get back to the basics busting fat laces running the bases
it used to be cool to obey the golden rule yet that went out the door in 64
politicians in drag
Manson is finally dead
robots for men
more claims of sexual misconduct to explain
Beer pongs in college room...
You think hip hop is a bad *** sound
Well, I’m going to take it to the ground
You’ve heard the latest and you’ve heard the rest
Now you’re going...
There's a new word on the street that
Back in the day we used to pray
today you insist it ought not be that...
from a young child they were groomed
a silver spoon they new not of
they were born in the gutter
there mother was a whore
it was years ago let the truth ago
when I first existed as a seed
then i was formed into a baby yet just maybe
I would see things in a sought...
for I exist as a vapor
then I am no more
tranquility with whispers
inside the corridor
instant gratification to some
what we think about is really what controls us
we can't control everybody else but we need to learn to respond
what is it that determines what I...
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