You Better Go My Way Cause Everyone Knows It’s The Way..
How far does the conscience really dwell, drill, take a pick axe and dig. If you dig long enough and far enough can you make it to where max lipton, who?. Well I needed to put a name on it, you know Lipton Tea, china, get it dig to China? What is it that drives us, is it an invention or is it something we all posses? Some have a driver that drives them, or so it seems, they just allow someone else to dictate how they pretty much do or don’t do.
Ta Dah
Then you have some that say, it is the right thing to do, taking care of the family, and yet they hide and do their dirt. Dirt? dirty, dirtiest, filthy, raunch, raunchy, I don’t know… I was once told everyone gets paid, and when this particular person told me this, i was flabbergasted, I was floored, knocked for a loopty loop, balled up, crushed, smashed down, laid out flat, smothered in disbelief, but what a rush of unanticipated exhilaration. Wooo… I felt better about myself and circumstances, because this was someone that I totally admired, as he was the ultimate, consummate person. i felt he was what we and he still is someone up until this moment I didn’t realize he is someone I admired. i never did realize it until this very moment, i think he was my hero. I know when the man was in his 70’s i was still sure he could whip the ass of anyone that i know of, i wouldn’t bet against him, but he was a gentle man, and he was the family man to the min-max. He had a house full of daughters, and yet he was tough as shit. He could kick your ass and you’d thank him, not because he kicked your ass, but because he stopped. if he kicked your ass, you’d kiss his feet the moment he stopped and thanked him, god and anybody else who didn’t jump in to stop it for stopping and not making you suffer any further. He wasn’t a large man, at least not by today’s standard, but he was a barrel, he was a fucking rock, he was a black man growing up in the days when a black man wasn’t black, he was either a Negro, or a nigga. He was the oldest of his siblings being raised by a mother who was born somewhere in the early 1900’s, and what’s fucking amazing this woman i talk of is still alive, yup. Still alive, and she’s known by some if not most as the Godfather…. but I digress… So, here was this hero of mine and he finally says to me, “everybody gets paid”, well then i felt better, i still had a shot at making my way into the where you snuck in the back door to finish you eternity enjoying yourself where the weather is agreeable.
Just Take a Little Off The Sides….
I mean I was a little dirty, but for all intents and purposes, i was just dusty. i was taken a little bit here and there, but i wasn’t out makin the deals or looking to make more, or a profit for that matter. in fact what little i did receive was just an token of appreciation, hell i was gonna deal with these people anyways, so i guess if anything it kind of fucked things up, cause had they cut me off, i would have had to drop them like they were someone i woke up with on the morning after. But my question is, what the fuck happened to everyone? What is all this fucking greed about? It doesn’t necessarily have to be monetarily, but for people to be perceived as they aren’t off of another persons character. Has every one lost their fucking minds? Most of us say, claim, demand that others know that we are “our own person”, from childhood, “your not the boss of me”, and we go through life offering self affirming mantras to anyone who will smoke it. Tell’em… yeah.. see whaimsayin, show u right… it comes in different forms of blah, blah , fuckin blah, buts all the same shit.
I’m Not Going To Ask You Again!!
Shit, I say, that’s right shit… It’s amazing to cast the eye on the human condition, not to ridicule anyone for anything they have done. After all if asked, I would venture that most wouldn’t admit doing it anyway, and if they did, it was because…. and the blame would go to someone who happens not to be them. Any why not, right? Stop it.. Don’t you go being righteous on me now…. You are guilty as a fat lady claiming that big bones run in her family…. If you can sit there and tell me that you don’t blame others for the reason you, blah, blah, blah…. Then I’d say, good for you, you’re one up on just about everyone and you’re in a pile of some deep shit. Cause I’ll tell you, when you try and be whatever it is you are, or aspire to be, somebodies got to come in the front door, and if it’s locked, there is no doubt they will try the back. But you can believe they are comin and they aren’t gonna stop until they get in. So you may as well answer the fuckin door, and invite them in… Why invite them in? You’re kidding right? Why invite them in, you ask… I’ll tell you why, its a very simple concept.. hmmm… maybe they were right about you. You don’t get it do you? C’mon. you really don’t get it,why would you invite them in… Ok, tick-tock, your getting sleepy, keep your eye on the clock, consitrate on the sound of my voice and listen to the rhythm of my watch, tick-tock… Your eyes are getting heavy… Breath in and out… Now the reason you let them in is so you can THROW THEM THE FUCK OUT!
I am Not An Animal
Really, there is a thing that people do and it’s annoying as hell, it comes to your house, sits in your office, rides in your car and what do they do? C’mon, Ok if it’s a bunch of guys, I’ll concide eventually the talk leads to sex, but that’s another posting alright? They are going to start lying to you about “why, what, who cares? No, really I didn’t know, oh my god is that right?” and what happens more often than not, you get caught up in that crap, and you go right along because the target that you are aiming is no where in site to even know that they have now been chopped off at the knees. Then you begin to look for those signs that says, “no left turn, slippery when wet, deer crossing, and by god they were right!” He/she is, does, did.. Oh, bullshit, you willed that shit to happen and you saw, because you see then you saw, you take the saw and cut two halves to make a hole and you jump through it…. Have you ever had a friend or whomever you are talking with complain about their spouse or significant other? Same shit, what’s that all about? Shut the fuck up, that’s your significant other, your partner, your, your stooge? You would point out the flaws of the one you chose, your choosing mind you, you would put them out in front of someone else and step all over them, and wipe your feet on them, and then what do you do? Go home and say “Honey, I’m home”.Is nothing sacred?
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