Tuesday, November 20, 2012

She Spits Testimony



I pour my heart out trying to find a median
Working towards a goal
And not receiving nothing
Waiting for an answer
Problematic solution
Working towards a path
Deep in a forest smothering actions
Can’t see the light with branches so thick
And a cloud bank blurring my vision
Sick and tired of failed communication
Seeing myself in twilight created friction
It’s sickening
Worth what is a question I ask daily?
Seeing nothing but trouble brewing all around me
I remain positive as best as I can be
And every day I come home exhausted because it takes so much out of me
Carrying a soul so heavy so deep
Pushing nothing worthless keep
A caliber is what I heard go off
Can’t tell if it’s a new race I started or one I just lost
I remember nothing when it comes down to pain
Seeing the action of another nameless woman
Dying by the waste side
Speaking the truth but found lies
And every 20 seconds another woman has to cry why
And I bare no truth to this game
For every motha fucka has a hand out
Blame game
Preach nothing to about the bible I say nothing to my rival
Constantly looking to take my title
Now you tell me who's preaching to the choir
Fuck a choir
I am the conductor
I command nothing less than a 6 piece orchestra
Listen to my words
Cause you can’t see my face
You’ll never see the tears run across the brown skin pavement
This is something that is dear to freestyle this shyt
Is nothing its mere?
I come n go like the air I disappear
Having mofos wondering nothing if I appear
So I stay to myself
Do me till I die
And look to heavens never again asking why
All I do is try
Testify.........

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