Alea's Blog
Monday, September 19, 2011
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
ill always be me
you can beet me, but i'll still be me.
you can lock me up, but i'll still be me.
you can spit your nasty words, but i'll still be me
ofcource you may do many things but sweety pie, i'll always be me
you can lock me up, but i'll still be me.
you can spit your nasty words, but i'll still be me
ofcource you may do many things but sweety pie, i'll always be me
Friday, April 29, 2011
And you are not observant
And you are not a muslim
Israel don’t take my side cause look how far you’ve pushed them
Walk with me into the ghetto, this where all the Kush went
Complain about the liquor store but what you drinking liquor for?
Complain about the gloom but when’d you pick a broom up?
Just listening to Pac aint gone make it stop
A rebel in your thoughts, aint gon make it halt
If you don’t become an actor you’ll never be a factor
Pills with million side effects
Take em when the pains felt
Wash them down with Diet soda!
Killin off your brain cells
Crooked banks around the World
Would gladly give a loan today
So if you ever miss payment
They can take your home away!
Lupe Fiasco (Words I Never Said)
And you are not a muslim
Israel don’t take my side cause look how far you’ve pushed them
Walk with me into the ghetto, this where all the Kush went
Complain about the liquor store but what you drinking liquor for?
Complain about the gloom but when’d you pick a broom up?
Just listening to Pac aint gone make it stop
A rebel in your thoughts, aint gon make it halt
If you don’t become an actor you’ll never be a factor
Pills with million side effects
Take em when the pains felt
Wash them down with Diet soda!
Killin off your brain cells
Crooked banks around the World
Would gladly give a loan today
So if you ever miss payment
They can take your home away!
Lupe Fiasco (Words I Never Said)
Thursday, April 28, 2011
One in the air for the people ain't here
Two in the air for the father that's there
Three in the air for the kids in the ghetto
Four for the kids that don't wanna be there
None for the people tryna hold them back
Five in the air for the teachers not scared
To tell those kids that's livin' in the ghetto
That the people holdin' back that the world is theirs
- Lupe Fiasco (Show Goes On)
Two in the air for the father that's there
Three in the air for the kids in the ghetto
Four for the kids that don't wanna be there
None for the people tryna hold them back
Five in the air for the teachers not scared
To tell those kids that's livin' in the ghetto
That the people holdin' back that the world is theirs
- Lupe Fiasco (Show Goes On)
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
who are you
are you who i think you are?
sweet,kind,nice,exiting,funny, maybe a little bizzare?
what should i say?
will you tell me in some kind of form or way?
its not my place to put fowl on your game
are you.... or am i insane?
a disgrace to ever think that you would be.....
ofcource your beatiful but behind that mask i can not see
your poker face is incredibly unbreakable
but ofcource so adorable
you maye be who i think you are
sweet,kind,nice,funny, maye a little bizzare
but how shall i know?
this isnt all a show
you musnt lie!
or for that u shall die!
maybe i am insane
but its not my place to put fowl on your game!
-alea marie
sweet,kind,nice,exiting,funny, maybe a little bizzare?
what should i say?
will you tell me in some kind of form or way?
its not my place to put fowl on your game
are you.... or am i insane?
a disgrace to ever think that you would be.....
ofcource your beatiful but behind that mask i can not see
your poker face is incredibly unbreakable
but ofcource so adorable
you maye be who i think you are
sweet,kind,nice,funny, maye a little bizzare
but how shall i know?
this isnt all a show
you musnt lie!
or for that u shall die!
maybe i am insane
but its not my place to put fowl on your game!
-alea marie
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Sweet,Nieve Boy
Ofcouce we could roll play
You could be my Romieo and I could be your Juliet
Could is just .....well could
Not gana happen
We are not gana happen
You can tap your impasante foot
Shake your ignorant head
Laugh your fake laugh
Your words tell me one thing
But I look in your pretty little eyes and see the truth
The truth that will never come from your excited over active lips
Over active with your lies!
Love is not a game that I shall play my sweet nieve boy!
Love is not a game at all!
Love is what you shall give or I will not give at all!
Maybe I'm harsh
But so are you and your now unheard words
I have given up ur pathetic whispers
Whispers that always tend to pull me back in
But not today
Not ever again my sweet nieve boy!
You could be my Romieo and I could be your Juliet
Could is just .....well could
Not gana happen
We are not gana happen
You can tap your impasante foot
Shake your ignorant head
Laugh your fake laugh
Your words tell me one thing
But I look in your pretty little eyes and see the truth
The truth that will never come from your excited over active lips
Over active with your lies!
Love is not a game that I shall play my sweet nieve boy!
Love is not a game at all!
Love is what you shall give or I will not give at all!
Maybe I'm harsh
But so are you and your now unheard words
I have given up ur pathetic whispers
Whispers that always tend to pull me back in
But not today
Not ever again my sweet nieve boy!
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
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