I Owe You, NIL...[Before God]

From my eBook, "Episodes of Life.Death.Love & Hate"


"I Owe You, NIL...[Before God]"


Similar to ropes round my throat
At the Petticoat
A pope, with a trenchcoat
Like a murder, we wrote
Hope never floats
For the hopeless, take a vote
Half the nation's on vacation
Change the station if you tryna cope

They built this shit on fear
Pick a year, 5 o'clock news
Any year, you can choose
Found the corpse, but they taint the clues
Am I hallucinating
2 towers fell out the sky on fire
Hijackers ID survived the flames
Thru the wire

I speak on Dick in a Bush
At the W, I'm reflecting
I'm talented
Like the 10th you tithe, intersecting
Uncle Bug better warn you
I'm a BEAST with this mic
Under blood, wetter, warm you
Sacrificing yo life

I am the, depth of def
Deaf and blind is a curse
I see you braille ass niggas
Playing blind for a purse
I want them millions just the same
But I ain't selling my name
I can't be trained to take it with me
Let's not take it to shame

I am the, conscience of Thomas
They con science for wealth
So the unconscious sees the mirror
And breeds hatred for self
I go Lazurus
Like Rusty Red, I'm bleeding the streets
I spray the corner with this heat
As niggas run in they seats

This is that, shit you sing
When freedom rings in your ears
The picket fence is painted black
Like my act's what they fear
In the, divided states
You still question his Roots
But scared to watch the film the same
Like Toby's name didn't compute

I am the, sum of the blood
Shed the skin as you grin
The blood ties are STILL red
So it means we still kin
You can deny the lie
3.5 times in your mind
But you CAN'T deny the truth
That you on borrowed time

I owe you, NIL
Before God, there IS nuthin but dust
From the questions with no answers
In WHICH God do y'all trust?
From Housewives to The Game
On sex drives for the fame
Where lames shoot it in your eye
And never recall your name

I owe you, NIL
Except the realest shit I can spit
The opposition
Of baby's ASS soft rhymes that uplift
I raise my fist
For the proud, the strong, the grown and the true
When the stars fall to the ground
I'll still be standing like YOU!

[Rise UP!]

Copyright © by Monty Jey.

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Run.

No, really...RUN!

I mean...Ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun!

As far and as fast as you can. While you can. While....you still have a heartbeat...and a pulse. Run......away from recording music. Run........away from acting or making films. Run...........away from writing books...screenplays...songs...or poems. Run away......as far and as fast as you can. Run....................and leave a picture of your smile, so they might remember your eyes...and your dimples.

I mean.........REALLY run! Leave the laptop & cell phone behind. In fact......burn both! So no one knows where you ran to. And so no one knows where you're going. Run..........and let only your children know where you are. It'll look like you're a coward.......but that's not the case. Because you're running with a purpose.

Run......because no matter how you speak your mind, state your case or express your feelings.....people misinterpret your words......and in a cyber world, you can easily be erased........and deleted. Run, because the air you breathe is fragile! You always seem to be on the outside looking in...............so RUN! And embrace the "outside".

Run run run as fast as you can!

Run.......AWAY from love! Run.......AWAY from hate! Run...............to the places in the world, where nobody knows your name. Where they've NEVER seen your face! Take your camera...............and photograph your travels! But RUN!

Run away as fast as you can!

Let's have a toast for the douche bags. Let's have a toast for the assholes. Let's have a toast for the scum bags. Every one of them that I know. Let's have a toast for the jerk offs. That'll never take work off. Baby I got a plan...........Run Away as fast as you can...

...so I wanna run away. To Jesus...

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-moJ