You know what...
Sometimes I take my time, give my mind a breather
Decide not to give you space, draw the line or either
Seeker and finder, give sight to the blind or make em blinder
Be a hypocrite, clip a cripple then treat him kinder
Switch diction for slang, let em hang and be ghetto
Listen to Jay Z, chuck the LP, and sip Amaretto
Gimme a woman, good. Then strip her to stillettos
Make love, switch it up and string her up like Gephetto.
Sure, you guess me, undress me, repress; its distressin'
Ive invested my essence in my words and my blessin'
So sometimes you get sarcastic silly sassy and nasty
And when Im straight with you, you hate me too (till im nappy)
Slap me and call me Susan, for a bruisin? Im cruisin
Copasetic? Yeah, gimme anasthetic or ill lose it
Cuz sometimes you take love to make it or spread it
Wherever youre headed just give these words credit.
Its Just a rhyme
for the century of inquiries,
Insuring that minds of this time
are just fine for, well, anything.
that was smooooooooooth
I really enjoyed the flow of it...I enjoyed the way this made me feel....the way the words bounced around in my head...and came to life with a voice in my head...
this was definitely a NICE free write!!