Blackland
I’ve lived this life facing my dreams, all fresh some clean, the test seems to be in the survival, easier said then done when life rivals, controversy and trials of a mega magnitude, all my life I’ve been just some other dude, trying to stay true to myself, so what’s left, 40 years later still chasing wealth, one man divided by self, with nothing to loose I choose health, with nothing else to prove I put that street love on the shelf, stop trying to be weeded, I’m finding that Black Label was never needed, I was winning but my life-style made me feel defeated, it was the genocide against my own people, with all my own gone who’s left, alone there’s no one to keep you from going insane, that feels your pain, that walked your path, or understood your humor and laugh, the subject of another untrue rumor, for the mass’s it’s easier to keep you down then to help you up, for everyone of us that makes it, an equal number gives up, from one boat ride look at how many life’s went wrong, now imagine the day when all your people are gone
I'm just one African-American; I’ve been many places, so many new faces but none like my own, if you free your mind you can understand, I’ve been to a lot of place’s but I’ve never been to Blackland
My Still Waters
I know but don't, I could be me again but wont, that time has pass so I pass my time inside my mind, free of the binds that challenge man, that silence man, that never ending battle that says, I'll do the best I can, got gloves but no hand, got hand but no glove, no love of man, my cups running over but I got still water man, I don't understand how is it I got plenty but you don't have any, you had many but you wouldn't share any, I found life's many go rounds, what was once up will one day be down, my downs are up but I made them that way, chasing dreams day by day, drowning my screams, in my still waters.
My still waters when life bares no quarters, when life shares no borders, more strain more pain, one more day of taking orders, feeling the hurt you've caused others, feeling your worth is cursed because of the pain you've cause your daughter, I just wanna be me but who will that be today, like yesterday the real in me I feel has slipped away, another bastard child gone astray, but that's what you’ll hear, and that's what they'll say, but this thing is me, and me and my thing wont go away, not so easily at least not today, I thirst, sometimes not, I want next but now is what I got, I wont stop, I feel for you, what does it mean my still waters.