When love's tapestry
Is woven with threads of shame
Pin%#&@$!s of a needle
Leaves tears that forever stain
Is this really you
Or just a cruel and unusual game
Digging in the past
For any skeletons that remain
Oh, thought I heard angels cryBut it was just the thought of youPassing byNever stopping With no calm 2 impartCarrying a crown once regally wornNow resembling A crown of thornsTwo hearts speakingAt the very same timeA cacophony of wasted soundNever cleansing the mindDoubts of fairly tales When falling asleepCounting the last worthless eveningIgnoring the sheepWhen love's majestyFalls victim 2 a coup d etatIs the overthrow recored in the universeOr is it InshallahPray that you'll find a reason2 remain together stillNot remain apartAgainst God's willOh, thought I heardYour children cryingBut they haven't said a wordI guess they remain upsetFinding solace in their solitudeUnder the cellar stepsTwo hearts reachingBut on different frequenciesNever learned to accept honeyWithout being stung by angry beesLike the honecombOnce a vibrant homeNow a castle in the wastelandsOnce love has flownWritten for my man Will and his estranged wife..peace and love 2 you both

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D'EE DON'T MEAN 2 BOASTDON'T MEAN 2 BRAGLATIN AMERICA LA BANDERA!!!THROW UP YOUR FLAGSUNA SALVA DE DIEZ CANONAZOSPUERTO RIIIIII---CCCOOOOO!!!who say Brother DeeSiI can flowPuerto RicoGuatemalaMexicoyoooogot so many flipsSH--Tboy don't ya knoweat alphabet soupmake my vocab growgoslowbaby come baby come baby come 2 my showMicmy words strikethe Mic go blowA B C DEEeffortless elementalflowa black catwith a black hatfly like a blackcrowyo Jelly co-sign no dues I owemy airflowcreating an afterglowDEE DON'T MEAN 2 BOASTDON'T MEAN 2 BRAGLATIN AMERICA LA BANDERA THROW UP YOUR FLAGSSao PauloBuenos AiresRio de JanerioLimaCaracasSantiagostange bedfellowsdown in the barriopiercing with my arrow2 Columbia and EcuadorI bestowfore scorefore sworebeforemy black shadowa day glow dynamodroppin death blowsgot heap plenty rhymesin escrowmy Flikka Bikka get arousedmy browdo furrowin flowinterflowwhen I enter the hedgerowssoft like marshmallowsleave the ladiesmushy mellowpossessed like Cujomy lyrical showerproducemudflowsout flow out blowleave ya singin like a sparrowDEE DON'T MEAN 2 BOASTDON'T MEAN 2 BRAGLATIN AMERICALA BANDERATHROW UP YOUR FLAGSUNA SALVA DE DIEZ CONONAZOSPUERTO RIIIIII-COOOOOOborn 2 be the bestfeel it in my marrowdon't ya dare bite baby don't wanna over blowdon't want your ovaries2 overflowuntil I burn up Mic Rowdon't sleep Mamithis ain't a peepshowlet's pow wowplayfellowwith your head in thepillowdon't wanna overshadowmeet ya Post AL showmy rhymeson time you will swallowdon't be a scarecrowno sorrow tomorrowis the slideshowin my knapsackkeep a diamond in the backmy words I stowthe sunglowswhen I crossbow and super size the flowcrossed many riversnever caught in the undertowthrow upup chuck can't duckmy up flowDAMNit's kinda yellowclean ya windowDEE DON'T MEAN 2 BOASTDON'T MEAN 2 BRAGLATIN AMERICA LA BANDERATHROW UP YOUR FLAGS!!!MORALES! PAPI YOU KNOW I GOT 2 SALUTE YOUR LAND DAWGUNA SALVA DE DIEZ CANONAZOSPUERTO RIIII-COOOOOO!!yeah..a ten gun salute to my Rican brotherI'm outJILLLLLL!!ANOTHER MIC PLEEZE!

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SoSo much pon this mon mindLord in HeavenLemme give me'self a likkle time2 think bout me Love..Kiss youHold youLeave de wurl behindShareAPair2 heartbeatsNow one of a kindI runDon't shun meBaby, now is de time2 smell de red rosesAnd drink de red, red wineShare coconut breadAnd sweet cassava poneLap In the luxuryOr your loveLavishlyNo chil'ran No phonesBe stilled by de SpiritsPon me Sacred IsleYour eyes Me Island in de SunThe reason I smileMe know U an angelPlease stay 4 a whileI dig your Princess GraceAdmire your style15 minuets Be all it takes2 sample de buffetOf the sweet, sweet love We will makePon de beach in BridgetownAttend church on SundayMek tenda love Sunday nightSo lost inEmotionDevotionListening2 the swells Pon de oceanWe miss our flightFamily and friendsI ain't seen in yearsKnow you're the detourPon de tracks of me tearsNever will be richI a honest monAsk Living-stunOva in Ja-may-kaKing-stunFrom de Concrete Jungle2 Urban neglectDarwinSon of BarbadosMe land I always respectFly ovaFly ovaBaby fly so damn highWrite de Lyrics of our Love SweetPon de Carribean skyAnd when tree likkle birdsFly by An ask ya whyTell emWhen I'm with Dee15 minuets is all it takes2 sample de buffet Of de sweet, sweet love we will makePon de beachIn BridgetownMe Lady...welcome 2 me IslandPlease stay 4 a while

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Never took a chance
That wasn't mine
Momma always said
A hard head
Make a soft behind
Was raised 2 always remember
Christmas day 2 many
Is just another day in December
I don't need reminders on a calendar date
Always felt
The love U save
Is the love U make
U see,
I've been molded 2 never forget
And always understand
I'll always be
A Stranger in a Foreign Land
If I commit a felonyI can be deprivedThe Act of PatriotsDoesn't exclude me From drug dealing and homicideIn this country I'm naturalizedCould be strippedOf citizenshipRight before my eyesSo I learned as child 2 walk In silenceThough I've been stalkedNever resorted 2 violenceBut if my family bond is distorted2 avenge my Bajan BondI'd gladly be deportedAlways stood tallProud 2 be a manBut never forgetting I'm a Stranger in a Foreign LandU invite me 2 the tableI will acceptAlways on timeNever oversleptI will only eat 2 be politeNever want U 2 feelI took 2 many bitesFolks say I take things 2 seriouslyBut I must 2 maintain my civilityCan't let U see my tears in any instanceBest way 2 protect myselfIs 2 keep my distanceNo one knows what's in my heartPeople read my proseAnd think they've hit the markBut when a thought is finished I move onNever been a kingRefuse 2 be a pawnNever been a part of the Native planAlways beenA Stranger in a Foreign LandI had a choiceWhether 2 be a Black brotherOr accept being labeled as an otherMany times an apodted childOnly desires 2 make his parent smileKnew I could never dream of being PresidentOnly 4 Natural BornNot permanent residentsSince the age of threeMy dreams have been shaped By that realityHow could U knowThat left a pain in Brother DeeSo I remain in my pocketPeople throwBlowsI attempt 2 block itYou never took the time 2 see the faded bruises on my handsFrom reaching out As a Stranger in a Foreign Land2 each and all on the SetWith all due respectAn open heartI will never rejectBut please know mine I must protectSo when I come strongI've got 2 come correct2 U what seems like a petty slightCan change my sunny dayInstantly 2 nightExile is a possibilityThat's real 2 meI am who I amYour Brother DeeNever curse AllahBut GOD D--MNAll my life I've beenA Stranger in a Foreign LandDear LadyI accepted love at your behestWe share a love beyond wordsOr this SetYet It's bestIf I remain a guest'Cuz any family joined by adverbs and conjunctionsOnly requires a dangling participle2 cause dysfunctionI believe in the words of Lady LibertyThank Allah for her providingMy mom the opportunityBut instinctively Those from across the seaKnow where they are fromAnd where they beSo I have taken blowsNo other man man would honestly withstandComes with the territoryOf being a Stranger in a Foreign LandTaken blows No other man would honestly withstandI know who I amD. Greaves A STRANGER IN A FOREIGN LAND

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(Final and Last Call)
All due DISRESPECT
when I say this SH--T
some who bow before God
are really suckin the Devil's D--CK
spit
then grip
a banger
hang black pride like Fruit of Allah
from Southern trees
puncture so close 2 the heart
of Akebulan
you can't sneeze
brain freeze
tryin 2 join the B.M.C
refusing 2 pay the fees
the Diasporan disease
of envy
and jealously
heed the Final Call
in Dee Homily
Can't come at Shay-tanwith almsso I traded love 4 two sparks and a cache of napalmread Surahs from the Koranconsulted with David in the Pslamspurified my soul during Ramadanapon this Rock of AgesI shall standbow 2 NO ONE yet respect the essence of the Black mantime 2 fulfill the planare you a true brotheror a N-GG--A with a tanRain..2Bee..Sea..I.C.y'all riding with me?lemme tell the pseudo punks what up...I WILL DIE 4 UN-GG-AIF YOU LIVE 4 MEFINALLYWE WILL SEEIF YOU'RE PREPARED 2 LIVE AND DIEFOR BLACK UNITYWaiting in black camouflagetriangular position'tween Caddy the Bro-hamand Avenger the DodgeShay-tan tried 2 breach the birthof Jesuson the Immaculata Maria I perfomed a cervical cerclagethe Prophet speaks may all those with ears listen can't be victorious in this missionif we out of positiontension stressin the bridgewe builtthe pool of purificationpolluted with gossip and siltBraced for the battlemy origin in Santeriaate the jelly of the Guav-eepayhomage 2 AveMariadialect of the YorubaLe Regla LucumiBrother Deenow you see menow I'm in your braintaking your hate and makin you insaneno membranecan resist the Shaman's spellthink you in Heavenwelcome 2 HellMaji..LoveisLove..Goodlove..To bany'all riding with me?lemme tell the pseudo punks what upI WILL DIE 4 UN--GG-AIF YOU LIVE 4 MEFINALLY WE WILL SEEIF YOU'RE PREPARED 2 LIVE AND DIEFOR BLACK UNITYBabalu-Ayetry-yano wayBrother Dee is here 2 stayno payno playArmageddon or Armisticeis the only wayno delayI sayplastic melts in the heat of the Sonmess with me you picked the wrong onebattles I shununtil the war in wonno punno gunjust a Spritual lyrical rundon't you know I can see you sleepinthinkin you corrupted the Black Unitedbut we creepinLet no man doubt my heartcorrupted by Shay-tan at the startfirst 3 years of my life spent with an Orishamy momma couldn't tell her sonfrom a geishahad 2 most important women in my lifechoose separationnow we're at peacepraise Allahfor Spritual reperationspaid my duesquestion my views BUT not my virtuesunless you're ready 2 call my mother a B--TCHyou do thatthere will be too manyholes 4 the doctors 2 stitchno covertno snitchtime 4 the Final CallBlack man with a plan2 be Spritually richLadies..I ain't forget youy'all ridin with me?lemme tell the pseudo punks what upONE MORE TIMEI WILL DIE 4 UN-GG-AIF YOU LIVE 4 MEFINALLYWE WILL SEEIF YOU'RE PREPARED 2 LIVE AND DIEFOR BLACK UNITYyeah..write it on the tenament wallTHE FINAL CALLMay we walk in the light of God..Inshallah

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