Get Back (The Man He Used to Be)

He said he'd get back to Me
But he never did...
No, he never did...
We used to be something that we both understood
But now its no good;
And I watch as we fade to black
Yeah, he told me he would get back
When he got back
But he never did...
No, he never did...

He knows what makes me tick
He knows spicy food makes my scalp itch
And sippin' Henny and Cran wit a bad mon
make me a bad bitch
I mean, a bitch badder
But now that we here, don't none of that shit matta
So soft tippin on  egg shells with tight knees like I'm
holdin' my bladder
Like Big,
I'm wonderin' what's
Life...
...after our death
Tryin' to resuscitate the way we relate
When it's already taken its last breath
And no matter what I do right,
All the past wrongs aint over yet
So I will soon try and forget
The many nights, where in the same bed we slept
Or how in your arms I wept
When my mom had taken her last breath...

But I aint ready to go there yet...
...So...

He said he'd return
He said he'd get back
Get back to the way he Used To Be
Back when We really meant 'WE'
I mean You and Me
And not just a version of You 'Doin Me'
But, he said he'd get back...
...when he got back...

He never said he had a girl
Like, a real girl, in the bag,
Never confessed the things that I had
Which wasn't enough for him
Even though that was way back when
So when I told him, or wanted to
When he got back
I'm back on track...
Everything I had to say,
Was just a matter of fact.
Period.

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Dreamin'

(delicious...)

I closed my eyes...

And then his warm hands were felt around my face
He kissed me passionately...

And that made me want to be kept by him.

In this non-existing place-
Where there is no time
I wanted to keep that feelin'
But I never knew we were dreamin...

How did he know where I was?
How'd he know where I lived in my slumber?
I don't know, but I hope he comes… every time…
…Every time I close my eyes

His lips are soft.

His kisses are as light as the flittering butterflies in my belly
My flowers are budding; my lips are swelling
My core contracts
As the rest of my body reacts
At the thought of him filling my void from the back…
Givin’ that ass a smack...

But he still makes passionate love to my body
While he fondles and fucks my mind
He's readin between my lines
His semen is ink for my pen
I got the juice but he's the gin
His wrath and gentleness is a Holy awakenin'
May my every cell say 'Amen'
Like a kid on the carousel:
Daddy, do it again... (please)…

He makes my water fall
From my coochie ceiling
Down my sugar walls
He takes a taste
He say there's none to waste...
Then he returns to place his beautiful kisses upon my face
Moves knees outta the way
So he can put our puzzle pieces in place

My cheeks twitch and vibrate at the quake of the way we Love Make
Till I clench and he wince till his legs shake...
I love him till he’s weak...
Till he whispers to me: “Open your eyes…”

His presence has caused my wetness
To travel to the inside of these thighs
Now I want to deny
That I am drowning...
In myself....

For I have awakened
Only to find that I’d been dreamin'....

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Drum Majah' Queen

They seek a hype team
Cyant get it from me
Cyant be what I need
So I keep sowin' seeds

I'm watchin' with my ears
N' listenin' wit my eyes
They try to hypnotize
But they jus speakin' lies

Was not born yesterday
N' not today either
Worth more than rhodium
Dem chicken heads'll feed ya

I'm the tru leada
Call me 'Lyric keepa'
I'm the Queen diva
So know that I don't need ya

How high can you get
Me you better follow
Right now I'm here today
But I could be gone tommorow

Look around you, baby
Aint tryna fade ya
My lyric is tha vaporz
And I'm the Drum Majah

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Breathe

when will I breathe
again?
when will I inhale your scent
lie in your arms
make love to your words
with each action verb
be submerged in your verse
for better or worse
from day till night
and A to Z
when
will
I
breathe...
again?

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