Written in the weee AM on my phone. Shit happens and this comes out. Makes sense? Maybe not, but it's truth.
sick and tired
of being the lady that niggas break
the one that niggas won't shake
off cos they think something's there
but to be perfectly honest
they just frontin, actin like they wanna share
they life with her
they call her baby and maybe
make her smile a little
but it ain't wife they see
just a piece that they'd like to meet
in their sheets as they know her
or heard cos she a freak you know
but the nigga that told you so
been broke her heart into a million little pieces
and he don't see that she cry at night
cos she refuse to let him know she ceases
to gain control of her own life
cos she can't be the wife
who gets the love that they show
to they hoes who creep at night
and she's hurt cos she'd treat him right
but it ain't her he want, it's her body
cos who wants a broken soul
when the bitch is a sight to see
and feel cos she give it all away
and not to mention she'll suck your dick beautifully
and she'll call your name thinkin,
"baby, you so good to me"
but reality's shit and you're just full of it
then more niggas come along
who just wanna hit
and quit her love
cos she good for the night
but for the long run they don't stay
and the price she pays?
the numbers will pile
and her heart will break
and ache cos even the niggas who loved her
can't help her hopeless little self
she's destructive now and can't get a grip
she'll slip when someone new comes along
and promises to stay a while
and she stay fallin thinkin she strong
enough and yet they all prove her wrong
and even the nice one's don't stand a chance
cos her past will sneak and creep
up on what they got and to last
can't be possible
cos who wants to love someone that been used
and abused in the pants to the fullest
by niggas who don't care or maybe they do
is it true? she don't know anymore
she been thru a lot
but would you care to know, cos most do not
and it ain't right cos once you hear
that she been with not a mere
few but perhaps a whole lot
you think this bitch a slut
and this rut she stuck in forever
makes niggas wanna never know who she really be
cos that ain't who they see
and if you think she lucky
cos mad niggas wanna thug her
think to yourself how she wishes for real shit too
cos niggas show wifey love that's true
and she don't understand
why she can't
get that from a man
who'll hold her close
and make everything alright
and keep the night warm cos this harm's been done
and these niggas, they won
but what you see ain't what you get
so don't let what you heard fool you
get to know the lady instead of assuming you do
and show her love and respect
or expect her to disappear
cos she done dealin with niggas who fear
to show her the light that shines for her
so make that light for you too
cos she lookin to give her all to
someome she could call boo
and yet it all seems too good to be true
and she wonders when it'll be her turn
for the right nigga to yearn
and burn that flame for her
love
Monday, July 21, 2008
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2 comments:
woooord. but sometimes finding that right guy isn't even that hard. he might even be right around the corner. you just gotta let yourself see it b/c there's always gonna be a few niggas that try to block your vision.
aww, Monica just remember your an awesome girl, and if any boy lucky enough to have you SHOULD KNOW he has the most amazing LADY right beside him. and i don't say this just cus im your cousin. ITS CUS i love you =). don't bow your head for any boy. If they aint treating you right, skip on your too gorgeous for asswholes.
keep your head up!<3
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