Here's a little story for mother's day, followed up some lyrical love.
Last night at the Del show, Bukue One (the opening act) asked all the Momma’s boys in the house to represent. I raised my hand, because it is true. Mom there’s no one in the world I love more than you.
Oh momma, you know I act a fool
Always trying to stunt and act cool
Screwing off, coasting through school
But now its time for a gear shift
Time to give my self a big lift
To you I’ll make my life a gift
Achieve, succeed, exceed potential
Keep my nose clean, act presidential
Obama is federal, I’ll rock the residential
But both of us reppin change and hope
Rescuing our nations from the end of a rope
Moving on from the past to lyrical dope
Moving my life from negative to positive
Cuz that’s the only way to live
A good long life, the only gift I truly have to give
New Growth
All things in their time must end.
The leaves fall slow but soon comes snow
And eventually that too does go
Melts away into the spring
Rebirth, new fresh and green
Soon enough that life grows strong
Causes the land to burst into song
Positive growth all summer long
In the spring new shoots arise
Hidden during winter’s icy reign
Casting off the frozen stain
Bringing forth, through the pain
Plants get stronger, reaching and growing
Now that it has finally stopped snowing
Still weathering summer showers
But battered we drink deep, resilient flowers
Magnolia blooming, blossoms gleaming
Sun and rain fuel this dreaming
Reaching for the skies and the stars above
No more cries, time for love
So sit back and soak up the sun
Trust in me, your fresh grown son.
No comments:
Post a Comment