It's Silent J Tha Quiet Poet. Nuff said.
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Peak #1,098
Peak in subgenre #587
Author
Silent J Tha Quiet Poet
Rights
2003
Uploaded
October 29, 2003
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Lyrics
HOOK:
You could go a day in ya man’s shoe’s, and still wouldn’t get it/
Do everything that he do, and still prolly forget it/
The only way you cats is go see, (or so it seems)/
Is to take a walk in someone else’s dreams (then you’ll believe)/
I walk up to this kid’s house…open the door/
See his mom straight…laid out…all on the floor/
Look up at the ceiling see the purple haze catchin my gaze/
Captured baskin in rage-look at this flash that I’m ingaged in/
And all I was doin was just blazin…getting fucked up then luck struck I’m feelin lazy/
Crazy as hell cause now I’m stuck in someone’s dreams…makes me not wanna go to sleep. Then comes the weeze/
Walk into the other room and see little Jay cryin…/
Prayin in the corner distorted wishin that God was tryin/
Looks at his father…first strokes of anger crossed his eyes/
And you know-only way he’s go be happy’s when his father dies…
All the lies and tears repressed by years of death to self/
Three year old looks at his future sees abuse and steps to hell/
HOOK
Another night of tossin turnin refer and Corona mix/
Got me twisted fingers is blistered from hittin some other shit/
Drop on the pillow and start fallin somewhere I never been/
Land in a foggy mornin reborn in someone’s rhetoric/
Several dip and leave me lonely cept for Monique who don’t see me/
If only she could cause really she lonely and foldin deeply/
Creepy as this may seem I’m gettin used to this craziness/
So I just follow her routines and we see her display her wrists/
Cut up and they bleedin pills in her purse showin/
Follow her to the bathroom see her swallow to make it worse/
Moanin in disbelief she finds relief but won’t see comfort/
Before she reaches class she falls over and starts to blunder/
We jump to her house in Jersey moms is hurtin and welted up/
Cause even though her dad don’t care it hurts to see her self destruct/
HOOK
Next night we skip the pleasure seekin, pressure’s creepin cousin/
Soundly sleepin watchin this astounding sequence rush in/
I’m layin next to Rachel 6 years old and scared to stiffness/
Clutchin her blanket tightly round her chin, fearin her daddy’s sickness/
I float over to the corner to bear witness to these next events/
A dad who loves too much so that his touch becomes pure selfishness/
As we watch the door swings open she’s just lyin there not breathin/
Dad undoes his belt, strokes himself becomes her demon/
He touches her in ways that she don’t yet quite understand/
But when she grows up, he’ll be the reason she won’t ever love a man/
When he’s done he holds her hand “I love you Rachel, just remember that”/
“And don’t tell nobody, cause what we did is very bad”/
And when he leaves happily he leaves behind a broken child/
Who at the early age of six know’s what it’s like to be defiled/
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