Tuesday 11 November 2014

TEARS DRY ON THEIR OWN

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Last Night I Cried,
 I Sat & I Thought about all the lies. 
Asking Myself Why? 
I Loved you, 
but u took it upon yourself to do me wrong. 
I thought we kan talk about any & everything, 
we're both grown. 
Yes I'm hurted but not for long because 1 thing dat i know is Tears Dry On Their Own.
I played my part, 
guess dat wasn't enough, 
yea we had hard times, 
but u ran off when shit got rough. 
U know Im good now, 
Im pickin up da pieces & moving on 
bc 1 thing my mama taught me Is 
tears Dry On Their Own. L.O.Y.A.L. 
dats wat I was 2 u, 
So Since U betrayed me, 
its time I f--k over you.

All
da signs was there too blind to figure them out,

 so I went left & didn't care wat people were gossiping about.
 I was bout
wat u was bout, 

dats wasnt good enough 4 u so u chose to take another route. 
Jus know u were da 1 who walked out, 
Im Gucci No doubt. 
Yea 4 a minute u had my mind blown, 
lettin yo shit ring, 
not answering yo phone. 
C'mon my nig-a we suppose to be grown
shit is small 2 me f--k you, 
Im in my own zone, 
Not to mention I've moved on. 
Because @ 1 point 
this man name Hannibal always told me Tears Dry On their own. 
I might cry but not 4 long..........
Not For Long...............................And Their Gone!!! 
No More Crying. 

CJ Joffrion
(Alexandria, LA) 


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REVOLUTION BABY


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Am from the backseats of mean streets
I got my eye aiming the Wall Street
They said education is the key
I wonder why they made it expensive for we,
Am sitting around hood rats,
Gangsters and Ex- prisoners
Sniffing, snatching, stuffing stuff
Mama expects a lawyer, a doctor, a mayor,
Newsflash!
We are in the middle of a crisis
Am the original copy of a son-of-a-gun
I define the odds
I believe to break a law,
Is to make a road
You go east or west,
Home is still the best
But with a bullet in your chest
Don’t mess with these streets
They will give you a free ride to hell
Pot and crack do rounds all over,
It’s a mess,
I am needed, you are needed,
We are needy
Damn!
We are in a man eat man generation
You either survive or succumb
There’s a billion ways to die,
Choose one,
It’s time for a change,
Change of perspectives,
Change of attitude,
Change of behavior
Let’s get out of our comfort zone,
Coz that’s what’s drowning us,
We need a change
Change for the better
It’s revolution time!!


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