Shall I Hear More, or Shall I Speak at This (Intro and Song)

Shall I Hear More, or Shall I Speak at This (Intro and Song)

A Poem by Zackery Alan Daley
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Old school depressed s**t. I say "n***a" in this, because I believe their are multiple definitions. Don't hate.

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intro:

 

Stick it in and break it off
The knife so deep,
A drag turns into a cough
And money turns into weed.

Can you make it out? The sound?
It's so f*****g loud!
It must be at least on eleven or twelve,
Loud enough to not hear my narcissistic self...

I cannot think of things to say
I've written every line I can
So what do I do dad?
Oh yeah...

lyrics:

I hit up Dan we got a bowl to smoke
And Jorden too cause he got the toke
I didn't wake up till two
Worked at noon
Been hittin too much bloons
Probably gotta quit soon (right...)

I still got this feeling
Dancing in my head
That you still love me
But your fam n friends want me dead
They want me dead
But here I stand

Woke up dreaming
Got the pills that I needed
Hit the s**t, shower, shave button
It was nothing
Hit some homies up, trying to find some W
Got it, pick out the seeds and blow it
You know it, but wasn't I suppose to do homework or somethin'?

I still got this feeling
Dancing in my head
That you still love me
But your fam n friends want me dead
They want me dead
But here I stand
So alone yet
Like a man

Small town "n****s"
Or what I think of
As poor children risen up
From the ghetto
I don't see color
I see love and W and scrubs who think it's wrong to know
What everyone knows, but refuse to believe
That everything's changing and changed

I still got this feeling
Dancing in my head
That you still love me
But your fam n friends want me dead
They want me dead
But here I stand
Here I STAND!

I don't think blacks are n****s
I don't think homos are f**s
And since when do the Mexicans actually have the wet back?
I like chicken and watermelon, who the f**k doesn't?
And I got every color of cousin
The dirty dozen, the love season, the cold hoodlums

I still got this feeling
Dancing in my head
That you still love me
But your fam n friends want me dead
They want me dead
But here I stand

© 2010 Zackery Alan Daley


Author's Note

Zackery Alan Daley
I love rap and I cross racial borders. I love every ethnicity and am tolerant. I show much apathy and sympathy for the African and Latin community, holding dear to my Irish heritage, and even we had our turn in the early 14 and 19 hundreds.

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I do believe every ethnicity has had a turn at being taken to the point of annihilation by the intolerant and violent aspects that are the soul worms of humankind~
I adore your poem for its honest push against the ignorance that still grips a whole lot of people on this planet~
the pulse of rhyme is flawless~ it's energy contagious~ good beat~
great write!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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oops, I meant, "it feels good"

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Liked the flow. Sometimes, it feels the to express something real, something that some might not understand but dear to us. Nice job man.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

this is so deep and so powerfully emotional on so many levels! very good!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Oh i could almost play this one as a song in my head. And it had great rhythm. Really enjoyed the lines. This one's for those dumbos out there who still "hate" and divide. We are all humans, damn it. Why isn't this simple thing clear? I liked the way you got into the mind, the life of the person you are describing here. His thoughts, languages, priorities all set in the right place. Really great work here !!!!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You took a lot of "no, no's" and turned it into a worthwhile tune.

Nicely written and very musical in the end of it hun......I've been in the music biz for 11 years......I could hear the rap and music behind it as I read through.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I do believe every ethnicity has had a turn at being taken to the point of annihilation by the intolerant and violent aspects that are the soul worms of humankind~
I adore your poem for its honest push against the ignorance that still grips a whole lot of people on this planet~
the pulse of rhyme is flawless~ it's energy contagious~ good beat~
great write!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A outstanding poem. You took me on a wild ride with your words. You are correct. The Irish were mistreated many times in history. USA gave them a poor welcome in the 19 hundred. I like the flow and movement of this poem. We still have a long way to go till we look at a man or woman for their deeds and accomplishments. Not their religion or color. A excellent poem and words for music.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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