A real woman
Tainted Plat……
Unfinished sentences when appearance is seen
Foreshadowed by stress that hides in seams
Of cosmetics and saturated glamour
Abandoned by the man that damned her
Kid by the side, trying to keep face
Some see beauty, I see a vanquished face
All dimed up dime piece worth three pennies
Many men approach but if u ain’t holdin any…..
A real woman, a fictional character
The truth is most women are actors
Depicted in my own imagination
But I may be wrong…..
Back to the story, I see earrings dangled
Diamonds fluctuate with the late, untangled
By bystanders as they glance
She increases her prance, swaying forth trying to keep stance
Cuz composures everything when you approach her
A lot of men were foolish in trying to encroach her
She seen many brothas just like you and me
Who stands out between the next man and me?
A real women, stands strong
Holds her own, dependant for love
Heart like a dove, hold hand like a glove
Supportive in endeavors, and sings your favorite song
What a wish, what a dream, I could detour and ride her curves
If she would ride with me, when I start to drive recklessly and swerve
I know she would, that’s why I stay even though problems exist
Love is never bliss, only seizures of moments like this
Broke and depressed, she still smiles in agony and defeat
For if there’s a breath she’s still on her feet
Climbing mountains, racing against time
The time that same man will stand next to her in line
A real woman ain’t seem it yet
Tainted Plat……
Unfinished sentences when appearance is seen
Foreshadowed by stress that hides in seams
Of cosmetics and saturated glamour
Abandoned by the man that damned her
Kid by the side, trying to keep face
Some see beauty, I see a vanquished face
All dimed up dime piece worth three pennies
Many men approach but if u ain’t holdin any…..
A real woman, a fictional character
The truth is most women are actors
Depicted in my own imagination
But I may be wrong…..
Back to the story, I see earrings dangled
Diamonds fluctuate with the late, untangled
By bystanders as they glance
She increases her prance, swaying forth trying to keep stance
Cuz composures everything when you approach her
A lot of men were foolish in trying to encroach her
She seen many brothas just like you and me
Who stands out between the next man and me?
A real women, stands strong
Holds her own, dependant for love
Heart like a dove, hold hand like a glove
Supportive in endeavors, and sings your favorite song
What a wish, what a dream, I could detour and ride her curves
If she would ride with me, when I start to drive recklessly and swerve
I know she would, that’s why I stay even though problems exist
Love is never bliss, only seizures of moments like this
Broke and depressed, she still smiles in agony and defeat
For if there’s a breath she’s still on her feet
Climbing mountains, racing against time
The time that same man will stand next to her in line
A real woman ain’t seem it yet