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the sight of firstlight signifies hope.... |
steppin:grow up |
my undying love for this woman tho....tink imma jus quit chasing girls... |
Allureoftheseas:must u talk??....OP jare...that was cool.... |
well my wierdest thought is that i wish i could date the owner of this thread.....how bout that??... |
jeudd:for you to even mention jesse jagz..... I'm highly disappointed in u mehn........ Just name that Nigerian rapper that does it better than jesse.... FOOL |
liljboy:lol..yh she soulful AF....mainly the reason I'm breathing like now |
Amusaopeyemi:haha...so he hasnt done anything in ikorodu??...egbami.. u see why this country is not moving foward... |
In nigeria it's Jesse jagz....and in the world..its J. COLE |
Jhene aiko- comfort Inn ending Jhene aiko- stay ready Jhene aiko- 3:16am |
I duff my hat |
Cooooool... |
kosovo:#chuckles...so he let the helpless die at large while having at hand the solution to insecurity...and u call him a president... |
Lool.... Yh that's real |
Tell me the stories of death... Tell me the tales of after life... His hands swayed with the Bible at dawn.... Saying he comes.... Beware he comes... But who comes in time, who takes my life.. The way to the grave is paved by age.. but what is it to this life I asked... He said this life u choose urself... . I said I choose to be free... He said slavery lays in your subconciousness... I said what is it to the scars... What is it to that man on the hill... What is it to these chains at my feet... |
I'm here also |
#sighs |
Agelessness I seek from the pine trees... For they have lived so long.... So long to birth my fathers grave... My heart still speaks these words at 90... They tell tales with they leaves... Scattered across the mangrove... For years they've stood so elite.. Swaying like the palms do... So say my words to my sons.. My breathe is patient no more... There is nothing left.. Not even death no more... |
Yh MI...he's good..but don't say he's the best in nigeria...whr we have jesse jagz and show dem camp....especially JESSE JAGZ!! |
Bas- LIT ft j cole...and u can also check out COZZ and EFFECT album by cozz. |
DREAMVILLE |
Hybee2493:also check cozz - western ave slaves |
Cozz- cody mac |
Pdizzle:twasnt a diss man...cole just made an observation......if iggy could win a grammy before coddy macc or kendrick lamar.....nigg ama need a clearer defination for an AWARD |
Euro - last I knew |
2A990C1C... |
The enemies can't go far....they can only go miles - adefaye. |
Just at the early hours of the day...within the woods...u stepped out from nowhere..into the tenderness of the twilight and unclad u came into the cold night...and ur tramps on the autumn leaves, woke me up from my godly sleep...out of my window ledge did I stare, into the dark..paces away from the pathway..just across my property..my eyes beheld a shawdow...naked and lone...still with no movement...I stare and stare, just to have a clear sight of what u look like...but I couldn't ..."Show me u in a plain view my heart whispered.....and just like he heard..he stepped out of the darkness into a faint beam...revealing himself...he was a man...with the scars of a slave....he bore the sign from the grave...his stitches were sore, his feet bare....also was he naked I hurriedly grabbed and robe and reached for the door...I caught the sight of the moon...hanging like an evil omen in the eastern skies...I sighed and passed...into the dark...to offer my unknown enemy...shelter from the cold...I felt like he was calling out for my soul....he stood still...like he's awaiting me, his breaths in bits and not a word he spoke...I tossed the cloth to him..for it to lay In his arms...and so it did...I could read evil all over his face...though I stood from a distance...his eyes fierce and sharp, then in a mild tone...ah spoke into the night, across to him..."Who art thou?.... His lips parted in a smile for a while and he softly said.....I AM THE ANTAGONIST...and within your walls..have I come to stay.... |
Just at the early hours of the day...within the woods...u stepped out from nowhere..into the tenderness of the twilight and unclad u came into the cold night...and ur tramps on the autumn leaves, woke me up from my godly sleep...out of my window ledge did I stare, into the dark..paces away from the pathway..just across my property..my eyes beheld a shawdow...naked and lone...still with no movement...I stare and stare, just to have a clear sight of what u look like...but I couldn't ..."Show me u in a plain view my heart whispered.....and just like he heard..he stepped out of the darkness into a faint beam...revealing himself...he was a man...with the scars of a slave....he bore the sign from the grave...his stitches were sore, his feet bare....also was he naked I hurriedly grabbed and robe and reached for the door...I caught the sight of the moon...hanging like an evil omen in the eastern skies...I sighed and passed...into the dark...to offer my unknown enemy...shelter from the cold...I felt like he was calling out for my soul....he stood still...like he's awaiting me, his breaths in bits and not a word he spoke...I tossed the cloth to him..for it to lay In his arms...and so it did...I could read evil all over his face...though I stood from a distance...his eyes fierce and sharp, then in a mild tone...ah spoke into the night, across to him..."Who art thou?.... His lips parted in a smile for a while and he softly said.....I AM THE ANTAGONIST...and within your walls..have I come to stay.... |
Poetry is a picture...and it takes a skillful painter |
I see that your in chains... U see that I'm in pains.. Tell me how a sober man would save a slave... U know the way... U know the way... We left at dawn... We sailed away... We got to the bay... Only to be enslaved in pains... Tell it to my ears... The wishes of a slave... Feed me with the lies.. Ones that I could take... |