In another display of poetry, heartfelt lyricism, and storytelling, POET again shows the reason behind his name and why his fans prefer his honest brand of soulful hip hop over many alternatives...
I wanted you to Hold Me, Love Me, Adore Me,
I thought you'd be my fantasy,
I needed you,, there for me, to care for me,
I thought you'd be my fantasy,
I believed in you, treated you, better than I needed to,
I thought you'd be my fantasy,
I wanted you to Hold Me, Love Me, Adore Me,
I thought you'd be my fantasy...
Verse 1:
So let me tell this story, tell it like I lived it, Went from
Dreams of giving you my children to cold showers, And drinkin
In the kitchen, Don't take much to envision, a broke man,
Victim of my own, Howdiditgo from dope to stinkin,
Rose pedals in milk baths, to throwin shit....Listen!
You were my God like R.E.M., I'm losin my religion,
It's Viscous th Game you play of Fishin for answers,
Friskin my pockets,Wishin I'm honest, Holding me ransom, I
thought you was beautiful, true to dude, yuthought I was handsome,
Then we started dancin this dance of forbidden dances,
Became infatuated with the scent of Romance,
That died awayNow we wanna hide away,
Insteada coming home............ I don't have a fight in me,
Put it to bed, let it rest, it's done, let it be,
I don't have the energy, kill me or set me free,
I gotchyou cause I thought you'd be my fantasy,
Verse 2:
It started out Classic, it usually does,
The prequel to love, right before you become drunk
The feeling after your first drink, you feelin your buzz,
You look at her, she look at you and you think you in love,
Like when you drop a mixtape, the streets feeling your buzz
Like the whole world knocking you down but she pickin you up
Fillin your cup with Thug Passion, and you think it stays lastin,
Reality kicks in, like you ain't feelin enough,
Old habits die hard and your Willis strong like Bruce,
Wanna to give More like Demi, like Bishop you got no Juice,
Money becomes an issue..... and with it comes Trust,
Discover, your lovers hidden past, the scars and the rust,
And now she throwin the punches instead of picking you up,
Pickin you apart, breakin your heart, pissin you off,
I don't have the energy, kill me, or set me free,
I caught you, Cause I thought you'd be my fantasy,
She was all that and then some,
lose some, win some,
Sure she was down to ride,
We was more than just friends,
She was 12 outa 10, but it ended
To my surprise,
He was all that and then some,
Lord, he was handsome,
Boy when I saw those eyes,
I was sure that he had me,
gave in gladly, it ended,
to my surprise....
I was a fool, cause I thought that you'd be here,
knowin damn well you lied,
I was a fool, cause I thought that you'd be here,
knowin how hard I tried.
Verse 3:
Pour another one, keep it coming, I'm not done,
The Poet speak to spirits, Spirit fill me like Coke and Rum,
These dudes think I'm of them, these chicks think I'm pokin fun,
Stupid Dudes, Dumb Chickens, wait till Picasso's done,
I paint a picture of that which I lived,
Put yourself in my shoes, Imagine you gived,
For the first time, and believed in a chick,
In her eyes you swore that love still live,
And then she took a --- on you, This ones not for the kids,
Don't be calloused, don't turn cold!Well how else can I live??
Ask me bout this --- in public, I'm pleading the 5th,
Ask me again, prepare to duckI'm buckin' my fists,
I gave you my heart, you leeches want one of my ribs,
Jusgive me a nod and a handshakeI'll know where you been,
Down the road of heartbreak, motels and brokendowninns,
Pay a visit tomy beloved, Send her a kiss....
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