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poem for Egg Fu Laura

for Egg Fu Laura

I don't wanna crown, jus a bit o recognition,
If no frum U, well I ain't in yo kitchen.

da meal I prepare U, an de table I set,
dey ain mean to scare you, so pleeze doan jet.

I really wanna serve U, give U sompin' strong,
sompin' for da journey, help U carry on.

Mos peeps wannit frum U, an say give give give,
bu fo me to be like Jeezus, I gots to hep U live.

So look now pay attention, not to me anymo,
look at Mr. Jeezus, for U He comin' fo.

He wanna luv U alway, and luv U not like Scratch,
He wanna luv u like a brutha, an like a daddy who catch
U wen U fall an hurt yo tushi, o on dose day U jus cant smile,
He wanna hep U cause U fallin', jus like every man an chil'
cause we al don been sinners, an U heah it say befo,
Lawd Jeezus is da onee way, so wid dis I say no mo.

(cept to say dat, me, I luv U 2, and hope deahs mo dat I can do. Fo U, Egg Fu.)

© copyright 2007 d.b. severy

wha cha?

wha cha ?

wha cha doin'
wha cha doin'
wha cha doin'
bay bay?

wha cha doin' fo ya mutha
wha cha doin' fo ya brutha
wha cha doin'
2 day?

people bleedin'
people needin'
bleedin' needin'
so bad.

sompin' happnin'
hear me rappin'
sompin' happnin'
real sad.

OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH
killin' babies in da womb
UH!
real sad.

OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH
shootin' needles in da arms
UH!
so bad so sad

OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH
Sellin' drugs to da kids
UH!
so bad so sad so MAD

wha cha doin'?

gotta push it, push push it
cause there aint anutha way
for ya brutha o ya mutha
o yo: fo U bay bay.

gotta tell ya gotta tell ya
Jeus comin' sum day
back to love ya and ta judge ya
and show you da way.

but if u dis him you will miss him
cause he send u hell away
so b reddy quik get reddy
all i got ta say.