never been in virginia
but ima let the ash burn
cenizas ya no quedan
se fue la oveja
tanto tiempo gritando cabrá
tu tiempo paso
ella tenía la magia
dique abra kadabra
se le cerró cuando miro adentro
quizás se enteró
que su soul estaba dead broke
ella no plancha she’s a joke
celos de la menol
porque en su sencillez she still looks the best
el estilo en desfilo
me duelen los despido
por mucho e sufrido
pero fueron con gente que necesitaban de mi
y un día le di el despido
se murió mi abuelita
la dueña del salón
la que nunca borraré de mi memoria
oigan la historia
les quiero cantar sobre la victoria
no en rd pero de mi abuela
que lucho mucho y conmigo triunfo
me enseñó lo que es un buen corazón
amor, los días pasan y que pasa
no te dejado de pensar
ya dejamos de hablar
se repite
but i’m not doing it one more time
my body and my mind, on my own time
i got the sugar and the spice
they can copy but that’s all they’ll ever be
my faith larger than a mustard seed
i believe in he
Christ Jesus
el messiah
in a dream told me i was unique
i believe him yes indeed
told me to write
i’m the Moses type
i wake them up
return em to light
it’s weird but quite the sight
i saw your moves with closed eyes
come and take a flight
tonight
it’s alright
you the baddest i need you by my side
can’t be you
singing and rhyming with all that groove
it’s the truth i’ve been eyeing you
i want to be the glue
hold you down in the blues
but what i write is the truth
unbeknownst to you laly
but this making it through
i know you don’t care
but that’s why it’s fair
make it clear
soon you’re out of here
beware my dear
you need to zoom out of here
cause the principalities are getting angry
your light got them cranky
shine more for sure
two left feet try some more
left handed bandit
wrote this using swipe
there’s a man in his 30s
you guessed it he my type
these young ones don’t know what to do with me
even if the times right
how did you grow
what do you know
explanations get depressing
because you don’t get it at all
i guess that’s my fault
i’m not as patient as i thought
texting my intelligent friend at 3am
delusional to think that he thought my pretty face was just pretty
like he never ever thought of getting with me
what a pity
the girl he wifed wishes he was diddy
he not a baller but he got it
he trying to show me the hype under the cover
real mediocre once you discover
all these men wear a disguise
i saw the front side
you slide backwards
then call it forward
no more places to hide
arrange my marriage
i’m converting, ima put on my turban
i dated a muslim man
he was on the step team real urban
we were supposed to be married by now
i was too busy exploring
Godly right but he was busy undressing
the women, he was feeling,
the love for him
no longer had meaning
no love lost
just a story told
here’s the glory behold
he told me getting in shape was a joke
i shouldn’t try no more
thick and pretty
i just want to see your face
fix up food and put it on my plate
i hate to say it but his parents
did it the right way
i might go that way
i’m not religious but it sure seems to take the pressures off
it’s not all me i can tell this man to get lost
he’s lost and unfound
i’m founded i guess my hate for mistake
never made it to my plate
cause i ate
each mistake on my plate
i asked for more just to be sure
i can come and give you some more
but i don’t want leave you in a bore
knowledge i got makes me think i should say jinx
be an airhead & be with a man that’s more mature
a man in his 40s glowing like he 33
he know it’s me only
i’m just trolling
i’m not that lonely
i’m a rebel
set me free, you can’t own me.