A little about me
Its been a long time of having success before you
fail, locked down in a cage between heaven and hell.
This journey, killing me so i have to let go, im a
poet not one of those weak niggas posin on the street
being the media's main ho. My attitude is shifty,
undecided lyrical rhymes some to fit with the times.
Poetry comes from my soul not my mind, speaking of you
my life rewinds. Hypothetically do you really know
me,do you know what makes tick, not the things you
want to do with my dick.Wack niggas make me sick
grabbing for their nuts like they got some balls, my
mind skips to visions of you and me naked against the
wall. You feelin my chest im doin my best to make sure
this is the greatest sex you ever had. I've come a
long way from that dude with the tacky clothes and
jacked up shoes, all that you thought you knew about
me was nothing, all that i thought i knew about you
was nothing, instead of being 6 degrees from usher im
6 degrees from hell. Niggas on the corner selling
themselves to become industry,how could it be? lies
left unchecked trying to move on to the
next...undeniable in the fact that i don't smoke crack
or america's #1 killer that lethal liquor. Women
throwing babies in the garbage till im up to my
armpits from the shit i see on t.v....SEX,SEX,SEX is
always on my mind but,i don't want to put that in
every relationship i have with women, my past speaks
otherwise picking a different girl everyday but you
and i are from different worlds. my time spent on this
earth i found a girl one that i thought was down with
me but i found she hardly knew me except for my
stereotype tall ass black man who writes poetry
instead of playing basketball which is keen to his
height, his parents just might understand....someday
their son's daily torture shoulda coulda woulda won't
help this brotha. black skies with a smile hides this
man's true style, his taste for a good woman. we all
got insecurities but that is what makes us individuals
you see, flabergasted after the lines had been dropped
maybe after all this guy is hot, sexy, cool, smooth
operator dreams of things heard never felt cos for
some reason these words can make a woman's heart melt,
true feelings show when this poet releashes and bears
it all for people to see being a paranoid lost in this
world afraid to say what he feels in public. Not being
bold yelling "Hate It or Love It" he cowards because
of a bad vibe felt trying to know somebody when i dont
even know myself. Expressions of bravado i took tai-bo
krumpin,pop-lockin,break dancin fool that he is really
isnt very confident, outspoken,if i was i would've
told you to stop smoking, get high off of the fact
that your living instead of rushing to be six feet
under, my mind makes me wonder why my dick gets me in
trouble, maybe this will help to get to know me lines
repeat like Mike Jones when i got a jones for you, its
not sex that im after even though you are fine i
really just want to get to know you and see whats on
your mind.this isnt no kind of double talk i just want
to know what causes that sway from your hips to your
tits your cool way of thinking thats all im saying
wishing to be kissing you, loving you,but i feel that
if we have sex our love will turn awry wondering why i
never done this before never tried to know your mind i
thought i knew your body all of these things fall upon
me when i sleep cos when we meet i turn into a geek
can't stop myself smiling all the while wildin out to
the beat of some unsung lyric....
By Sean Morgan

A little about me
Its been a long time of having success before you
fail, locked down in a cage between heaven and hell.
This journey, killing me so i have to let go, im a
poet not one of those weak niggas posin on the street
being the media's main ho. My attitude is shifty,
undecided lyrical rhymes some to fit with the times.
Poetry comes from my soul not my mind, speaking of you
my life rewinds. Hypothetically do you really know
me,do you know what makes tick, not the things you
want to do with my dick.Wack niggas make me sick
grabbing for their nuts like they got some balls, my
mind skips to visions of you and me naked against the
wall. You feelin my chest im doin my best to make sure
this is the greatest sex you ever had. I've come a
long way from that dude with the tacky clothes and
jacked up shoes, all that you thought you knew about
me was nothing, all that i thought i knew about you
was nothing, instead of being 6 degrees from usher im
6 degrees from hell. Niggas on the corner selling
themselves to become industry,how could it be? lies
left unchecked trying to move on to the
next...undeniable in the fact that i don't smoke crack
or america's #1 killer that lethal liquor. Women
throwing babies in the garbage till im up to my
armpits from the shit i see on t.v....SEX,SEX,SEX is
always on my mind but,i don't want to put that in
every relationship i have with women, my past speaks
otherwise picking a different girl everyday but you
and i are from different worlds. my time spent on this
earth i found a girl one that i thought was down with
me but i found she hardly knew me except for my
stereotype tall ass black man who writes poetry
instead of playing basketball which is keen to his
height, his parents just might understand....someday
their son's daily torture shoulda coulda woulda won't
help this brotha. black skies with a smile hides this
man's true style, his taste for a good woman. we all
got insecurities but that is what makes us individuals
you see, flabergasted after the lines had been dropped
maybe after all this guy is hot, sexy, cool, smooth
operator dreams of things heard never felt cos for
some reason these words can make a woman's heart melt,
true feelings show when this poet releashes and bears
it all for people to see being a paranoid lost in this
world afraid to say what he feels in public. Not being
bold yelling "Hate It or Love It" he cowards because
of a bad vibe felt trying to know somebody when i dont
even know myself. Expressions of bravado i took tai-bo
krumpin,pop-lockin,break dancin fool that he is really
isnt very confident, outspoken,if i was i would've
told you to stop smoking, get high off of the fact
that your living instead of rushing to be six feet
under, my mind makes me wonder why my dick gets me in
trouble, maybe this will help to get to know me lines
repeat like Mike Jones when i got a jones for you, its
not sex that im after even though you are fine i
really just want to get to know you and see whats on
your mind.this isnt no kind of double talk i just want
to know what causes that sway from your hips to your
tits your cool way of thinking thats all im saying
wishing to be kissing you, loving you,but i feel that
if we have sex our love will turn awry wondering why i
never done this before never tried to know your mind i
thought i knew your body all of these things fall upon
me when i sleep cos when we meet i turn into a geek
can't stop myself smiling all the while wildin out to
the beat of some unsung lyric....
By Sean Morgan