02-22-2013, 04:58 AM
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Poor Andre(Jaylyn Murray)
Thy boy looked with harsh eyes to the skies
Face welted up, tears in his eyes..He asked why.
God why we gotta cry?
Cause mommas not home and my sister leaves me alone?
My sister came home with her make up sweated off
Hard look in her eyes, no we can't be soft!
And momma went off,on magical trip
Used to sip, now she sniff
And where's dad?
Daddy's gone. Not away, but gone and dead.
Late night trips outside, then a bullet to his head.
Because of status, killed by a defense apparatus
God, I prayed you'd watch my back! And I thought you had us!
Tried to find family at church, but that ain't work
People whisper as I walk by, I heard it, it hurts
Found family with them boys on the corner
Job description: to support the coroner
And a question knocked, and answered by a, "Yes!"
Fist flying, into my face and at my chest
Like those punches, another one was laid to rest
Bye mama, I'm sorry you loved the needle in your arm more than you loved me. If I went to school, you'd be more pleased
Like the killer who ended my sister after a strip tease
With bruises to the face, and scraped up, bloody knees!
God, I ask, why do you hate me?!
Is it the color of my skin?
The circumstance I was born in?
You do a nice job of making me feel important!
Like a bad dream, I just want it to end.
No doors in the dark room I fight, and turn in!
I even sense the devil in my friends--
Eyes!
If I weren't black would you hear my cries?
A gun would!! Shoot. And a gun will wipe your tears away!
I got nobody!
Them damn...serpents in the church of gold ceilings, and colored windows...
Lurk the uncut grasses of mans evils!
And mock my innuendos!
Talkin bout they saved, and all they do is save!
You all erase!
You erased my name from the book of life, and wrote it permanently, in the book of records!
I don't feel any love from anybody!
So I put the hunk of metal to my head
Like my father listening to me in the womb.
I listen to the click of a trigger, and the flick of a hammer, and the absence of a boom...
The gun jammed, the bullet didn't move and I wasn't a step closer to my tomb.
Why can't I join my family?
If this God gives a damn of me
Poor Andre's life went downhill,[/font]
Poor Andre failed Gods test, but felt he was real,
Poor Andre: a boy so skilled
Poor Andre, in a police standoff, he was killed.
Any help would be SOOO appreciated!
Poor Andre(Jaylyn Murray)
Thy boy looked with harsh eyes to the skies
Face welted up, tears in his eyes..He asked why.
God why we gotta cry?
Cause mommas not home and my sister leaves me alone?
My sister came home with her make up sweated off
Hard look in her eyes, no we can't be soft!
And momma went off,on magical trip
Used to sip, now she sniff
And where's dad?
Daddy's gone. Not away, but gone and dead.
Late night trips outside, then a bullet to his head.
Because of status, killed by a defense apparatus
God, I prayed you'd watch my back! And I thought you had us!
Tried to find family at church, but that ain't work
People whisper as I walk by, I heard it, it hurts
Found family with them boys on the corner
Job description: to support the coroner
And a question knocked, and answered by a, "Yes!"
Fist flying, into my face and at my chest
Like those punches, another one was laid to rest
Bye mama, I'm sorry you loved the needle in your arm more than you loved me. If I went to school, you'd be more pleased
Like the killer who ended my sister after a strip tease
With bruises to the face, and scraped up, bloody knees!
God, I ask, why do you hate me?!
Is it the color of my skin?
The circumstance I was born in?
You do a nice job of making me feel important!
Like a bad dream, I just want it to end.
No doors in the dark room I fight, and turn in!
I even sense the devil in my friends--
Eyes!
If I weren't black would you hear my cries?
A gun would!! Shoot. And a gun will wipe your tears away!
I got nobody!
Them damn...serpents in the church of gold ceilings, and colored windows...
Lurk the uncut grasses of mans evils!
And mock my innuendos!
Talkin bout they saved, and all they do is save!
You all erase!
You erased my name from the book of life, and wrote it permanently, in the book of records!
I don't feel any love from anybody!
So I put the hunk of metal to my head
Like my father listening to me in the womb.
I listen to the click of a trigger, and the flick of a hammer, and the absence of a boom...
The gun jammed, the bullet didn't move and I wasn't a step closer to my tomb.
Why can't I join my family?
If this God gives a damn of me
Poor Andre's life went downhill,[/font]
Poor Andre failed Gods test, but felt he was real,
Poor Andre: a boy so skilled
Poor Andre, in a police standoff, he was killed.
Any help would be SOOO appreciated!


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