Author Topic: 4 In The Mornin  (Read 737 times)

Ebony The Enemy

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4 In The Mornin
« on: November 27, 2018, 07:18:01 PM »
4 o clock in the mornin
Im up at the crack of dawn
I’m not yawnin just mournin those that have come before and fallen
I feel overwhelmed with the livin hells imposed on innocents
I’m livin well
I wanna help others but I can’t even help myself
Its just a fact of life that rough hands are often dealt
Yet despite this eerie feelin that has my mind wheelin and reelin I’m still here
Got no fear
Most times
Till anxiety starts to rise
I know I am at risk cos I stepped up and acted out
I ain’t got that kinda clout that could save me so I doubt
Everyday feel like it gonna be the last as I’ve come to know life
The voices speak of such horrific and terrifying abuse I feel consumed by thoughts of strife
And so I write
I try to express myself
Try to get things off my chest
Before I’m forced to obey the devil and live in constant fear and regret
True I may have retaliated once having been harmed
But let’s be realistic
I’m defenseless
Can’t bare no arms
At times I start to doubting God even though God is all I got
This shit been happenin to a lot of people for so long I’m kinda lost
If innocent folk are victimized
What hope is there for me
Gets to prayin for a way out of this sick dick devilry
Then other times I’m just resigned
I can’t defeat em all
Start to stallin
Like this mornin
Mournin the fallen
I too shall fall


 

Ebony Bree Caple

Re: 4 In The Mornin
« Reply #1 on: August 06, 2021, 04:12:12 AM »
Four n the mornin it's dawning on me
I ain't yawnin
Just mournin the fallen my G

Wait til four twenty
I'll blaze one for you
Bout them days done and gone
Then I'm swaze son
true

Four a clock in the mornin
Now I'm mournin my crew
Thinking bout all this sick shit we been through

Four o'clock
At the spot
I'm on Cali time son
I'm lit up by the moonlight
For you soon come sun

Four n the mornin
Not yawnin
Just mournin
The young lads
The jawns
All the brothers and daughters

Four o'clock
Bout to rock my own self off to sleep
But I ain't sleepin with fishes son
Y'all know I ain't geek
Gonna freak with some peeps between sheets come the dawn
Nate Dogg n Toones be watching our porn
Up in heaven
Gettin loco
Set trippin on God
Like how I'm wear white man
An angelic job

(Or
I ain't no homo
An angelic boss)

Four o'clock in the mornin
Crack of dawn
We not yawnin
Just mournin the fallen
Till dawn come
We ballin
« Last Edit: August 06, 2021, 04:20:21 AM by Ebony Bree Caple »
STRUGGLING TO KEEP IT REAL IN A WORLD FULL OF FAKES