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    FRACTURED FAIRY TALES

    You know, I love writing about love because it's a challenge. See, you must ignore all of them old skeletons being all noisy moving around and just get deep down nah mean. For real though my lil Brah June Amaru got me to thinkin'. With we, especially in the black community, slower to get in and quicker to get out of committed relationships there is a flip side to love. Can I get deeper than Dee-bo gettin' knocked the bleep out  right here?

     

    Shhhh....yeah real quiet, just like that

    I walked in the house from work

    after another drizzly day, y'all know the kind,

    nothing about anything about something

    maybe on my mind,

    I heard the T.V. playin', knew it was my daughter,

    no need to shout,

    but I was curious to know where her mind was,

    you know people, her mental whereabouts

     

    See was watching with rapt attention,

    an old home movie I thought I had tossed away,

    along with them wilted marriage bouquets,

    y'all can dig me,

    she didn't see me,

    but I could see clearly,

    the pain on her face,

    and that's when I realized, despite surviving

    the after effects of that poisoned pain,

    she would neva' be the same, not that I can complain,

    b'cuz when the light of a relationship flickers out,

    not only the adult life, but the children's lives change,

    perhaps even more, yeah, a whole lot more

     

    So I stood in the hallway,

    listening to the sounds on the tape,

    alot of speaking, alot of seeking, alot of shrieking,

    and my daughter's laughter every minute escaped

    June Amaru man, I ain't heard her laugh

    like that since,

    y'all know a brother is making sense,

    just when ya' get that love credit score up,

    finally prepared to stop paying that rent,

    and excited about being ready to buy,

    somebody says, I'm tired of living to be living,

    so I just gotta say goodbye,

    tell me why,

    was it them skeletons nearby,

    did I scream when I should've sighed,

    did she believe Jay-Z when he said Thugz cry,

    did she think I would continue to be an enigma wrapped in lies,

    did she think my river ran so dry,

    I couldn't step up to God and testify

     

    Somebody help with this right here,

    AND WHEN THE CLOCK STRUCK TWELVE,

    CINDERELLA GOT PLAYED,

    HER PRINCE WAS ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE MOON,

    SO NONE OF HER SKELETONS WERE SLAYED,

    BUT ON HER WAY OUT OF THE DOOR,

    SHE RIPPED THAT LAST PAGES FROM

    THE FAIRY TALES' FINAL CHAPTER,

    THE ONES THAT END WITH,

    "AND THEY LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER"

     

    Lemme contin-ya,

    how that woman gonna leave me sayin' I wasn't enough,

    WHATTTTT!!!

    yeah, say I'm a 3G,

    but she left me for an OH NO G'ee,

    not a 4G or 5G, dang lady if I'm a Mercedes Benz,

    how you leave me for a Mercedes Benz windshield wiper blade,

    that's a love delayed,

    not an upgrade,

    this piece ain't a toughtful joint,

    it' a soul revealing gut-bucket,

    like the cat in that movie Friday said,

    I saw an open window so I said...HA HA!

    y'all know I ain't tryin' to curse,

    in this here verse

     

    To all the women I've loved before,

    and by that I mean before this moment in time,

    if I did or said anything wrong to you,

    believe when I say God made me pay punishment for those crimes,

    matter of fact I'm still on probation,

    because my mental situation

     is tenuous at certain times,

    but on the real, if I ain't betta than the best,

    best believe I'm better than the rest

    of these mam-a-ja-ham-bos,

    eating you up like you a 3 piece from Sambo's,

    but if you doubt my intensity,

    go on chicken wang,

    do your thang,

    just don't cry, or ask yourself why,

    when you get fried,

    in that chicken grease,

    y'all know this I'm droppin' this piece,

    right dead center in the crease

     

    June Amaru, can I speak it brother?

    You know, I've always heard

    the family that prays together, stays together,

    and I can sho nuff dig that sacred concept,

    but allow me to add an addendum,

    a family only stays together if the prayers are correct,

    see, you gotta genuflect,

    in the center of your glaring inconsistentcies,

    drop that verse from the Surah, the Koran or Ecclesiastes,

    and shout LORD HAVE MERCY ON MY SOUL PLEASE!

    give me, give us some time to breathe,

    so we can retireve,

    a love that was lost due to Satan's ability to deceive

     

    I'mma sound like my daddy right here,

    good googly moogly, somebody repeat this here,

    AND THE CLOCK STRUCK TWELVE,

    CINDA-FELLA GOT PLAYED,

    HIS PRINCESS WAS ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE MOON,

    SO NONE OF HIS SKELETONS GOT SLAYED,

    BUT ON HIS WAY OUT OF THE DOOR,

    HE RIPPED THE LAST PAGES FROM

    THE FAIRY TALE'S FINAL CHAPTER,

    THE ONES THAT END WITH,

    "AND THEY LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER"

     

    Anybody gettin up to get a drink,

    pour me one, thank you, so I can fade this joint slowwww...

    Feel me, I'mma get Ebonic right here,

    WHY COME it is that women,

    see, I ain't neva' been with no man

    so I gotta speak on what I can, nah mean?

    anyways, why is it that y'all women tend to talk through us

    or at us and not TO US,

    then complain about trust,

    when you know dang well we was thrust,

    into the same situation,

    due to either makin' declarations

    or attempting a restoration,

    on a fool who don't even attend love skool,

    much less graduate,

    it's true billz the love you save is the love you make,

    but for goodness sake,

    how you gonna blame me for bakin' yo beans,

    when another brother done stole yo' dream,

    long time ago, nah mean?

     

    So here I am, strugging to maintain

    in a world designed to make a black man

    lose his eva' lasting mind,

    but my eyes ain't wide shut, whazzup?

    I ain't deaf, dumb or blind,

    I know it's healthy to chill in fantasy

    for a spell,

    but when that bell rings,

    you gotta show and tell,

    see, you can't ask questions to folks

    who ain't got no answers,

    b'cuz on the real shadow dancers,

    are a waste of time, yours and mine,

    y'all know the kind,

    they give you a piece of they mind,

    until you realize they ain't got half a  mind

    to begin with,

    ain't that some sh---...., HA HA!

    y'all know I ain't gonna curse,

    in this here verse

     

    So dig, my child stopped the tape,

    real rap, we both dried some tears,

    and then she said real quiet,

    "Daddy, I miss those years"

    but I want you and mom to be happy,

    I said, "baby, what about you?"

    and she said quietly, "What about me?"

    DANG JUNE-EE, that's some love times love,

    you feeling your older brother 5G?

    b'cuz see, catz like you and me,

    long as we don't do something stupid and fade,

    we always gonna upgrade,

    OURSELVES, and brother believe this,

    it's just as well,

    because can't nodboy but God predict

    the future far as I can tell,

    as far as my seed?

    if she cut, I WILL BLEED,

    if she wants, I WILL PROVIDE HER NEEDS,

    any woman that comes into my life

    gotta know she can't eva' be number one,

    my daughter has that role on lock down,

    so I can totally ignore any females' frown,

    lemme git Southern right about now,

    I SWEAR FO' GOD, my daughter's gonna cry at times,

    but she ain't gonna drown,

    not as long as I'm around,

    and I plan on being around a long time for mine

     

    June Amaru, help a brother with this fade,

    AND THE CLOCK STRUCK TWELVE,

    CINDERELLA AND CINDA-FELLA GOT PLAYED,

    WASN'T NO RECEPTION ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE MOON,

    SO WASN'T ONE SKELETON SLAYED,

    MAN, THEY BURNED THE DOORS, THE WINDOWS, THE FLOORS,

    LORD HAVE MERCY, THEM FOOLZ RIPPED THE LAST PAGES,

    FROM THE FAIRY TALE'S FINAL CHAPTER,

    Y'ALL KNOW THE ONES THAT END WITH,

    "AND THEY LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER"

     

     

     

     

     

     

    • 19 October 2011
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