1. |
To Be Loved
05:58
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[[CHORUS]]
I can tell by the look in your eyes
You need love – you need love – o my love
As far as I'm concerned
Darling you deserve to be loved
You need love – you need love – all my love
[[VERSE]]
I remember when we first met
And you made / eyes inflate with infatuation.
From the onset
My heart dilated and let you live inside while
Pupils full of promise prompted me to
Inquire if I /
Could ever get away somewhere elsewhere in your mind – so . . .
I’d have space enough – to . . .
String Saturn’s rings ‘round your ribs,
Racing to drip honeymoons from cosmos and hand you comets by the dozen.
Your dimples dipped deep /
As milky ways while your smirk perched on the ledge of your lips /
I latched onto every word you uttered /
You stuttered /
About your 2x felon baby father facing sentence soon so
I figured you’d date me like your favorite calendar and pin kisses to my corkboard
colored cheeks, but you chose
To let insecurities intercept our inception
[[CHORUS]]
[[VERSE]]
I questioned your past life,
Listened to you elucidate your voyage to virtuosity via cell
From heaven to hell
We tripped back and forth between hard topics, planned trips to tropics
Attempting to touch basis with your distant kinfolk . . .
You kinda’ told me how you lost contact with your brother
And how your mother loves another
Ever since your father passed
Sober can’t seem to last your auntie much past 60 days and /
Somehow you found 60 ways to love 60 different men and
Your past gave you a present whose 6 now . . .
Hands down
Little man looks just like you
Although I never saw his father & you couldn’t begin to conjure his name
I noticed that shame still quivers on your lips, but blame /
I’m not equipped to place.
Just cause your race was run a little faster than mine, I’m still trying to find my finish line with you . . .
[[CHORUS]]
[[VERSE]]
Walking down Memory Boulevard
Staring hard at our future while fools stared at us with cross-eyes as crossed as the cross Christ died on
No lie
I’ve been persecuted for your past, but
I’m heavy set on settling down with you
So please be as beautiful as you see fit,
Finding the faith it takes to configure our flesh as one . . .
I too /
Could claim I’m never lonely
But the devil is a lie and I’m not designed to fit his likeness
This might miss you but miss you are all I ever wanted!
I’m sure many have fronted /
Like they didn’t see the light inside of you
But I’m so certain God abides in you and
I believe . . .
I believe
That you can receive the healing your feelings have been missing /
For some years now . . .
[[VAMP]]
Pardon me darling but you gotta part of me
I know some may say this ain't how it's suppose to be
But I can care less about social formalities
When my reality is you
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2. |
Temple Talk
02:50
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[[VERSE]]
Your morning breath blew beautifully,
A very familiar funk stuck on the windowsill.
See I’d steal this stench, and drench my windowpanes repetitiously
So be sue to reward me with your first face as requested – nude and suggestive . . .
Just makeup no more /
Lies while we lay . . .
(for)
Headscarves are welcome in this realm
Where boy shorts are surely feminine, so
Indulge indefinite –
As in-depth definitions present synonyms of your significance sincerely . . .
Adhere me –
Stitch constitutions to your core
Dissolving any discord discourse served to sever your sanity, but
Sweetheart you make sense seem so seamless when you yawn.
Liberation lounges on the bed of your tongue, and
Freedom hums there thoroughly and I just want to talk to you . . .
Speak a little life into your life so you can live before it’s all ended,
Writing amendments on your abdomen where confidence has clearly deceased –
I just want a piece of you pure . . .
Moments before the world gets you back, and
Shellacs your shell again.
May I – love you as is?
[[CHORUS]]
Want you to want me,
Like I want you
Let me show you
Right now.
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3. |
Get Over Me
03:02
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[[HOOK]] 2x
I know that you
Can’t get over me
We’ve come too far
And our history is classic
[[VERSE]]
Why don’t you come with me?
Let’s have some fun
We can kick it on the weekend
You gotta trust me on this one
You gotta love me for this one
Lets run
To the sun in a burning desire
I’m sure you still want me
Cause I want you too
Just give me your love
Nothing else is required
[[HOOK]]
[[VERSE]]
Girl, stop ya’ playing
Frontin’ – like you don’t want me back
Yea, I know I know
I’ve been known to – disappoint you from time to time
But if the time is right then let tonight be
When you love me like you like me
So is it likely that we might be on our side-b?
Doing it over again
Doing it over again
Doing it over again
[[VAMP]]
‘Cuz I know you want me back
Aint no denying that
I know you want me back
Aint no denying that
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4. |
Slave
05:20
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[[CHORUS]]
I’m bound to you
Slave to your fixes
Desperately pickin’ / the love you give
Master, piece this life I live
Piece this life I live
(Master) /
Piece this I live
[[VERSE]]
I hung out for you – on a limb of inhibitions, while
You witnessed delicate discontentment dangle from damaged skin
Fortunate – you were healer heaven sent
Master of managing misuse whereas to you...
My abuse was a beautiful blend of brown blues /
Especially hued for you as my partner
In part -
I’ve played the field before and
Foolishly ignored my house Negro tendencies
Even after I knew better...
Was on the front porch of your pores
Beneath the roof of your truth
Tucked in the couth of your confidence
On 40 acres of brown estate
You whipped me into shape
Shifting sweet escapes where melanin was made to taste –
Like freedom - like freedom – like freedom . . .
[[CHORUS]]
[[VERSE]]
You selfishly assumed my kind had no capacity for compassion,
So I insisted to deliver you different /
Perspective on splendid pigment, while
Innocent humor ensued insensibly, sensing you make sense of me,
I prompted peer pressure on the pier of pure pupils,
Letting lashes whip my will without warning, while
You compelled me to pick /
Custom cotton encased in clever lips, which
Led me to love and allowed me to lynch /
Degrading myths that men can’t manage monogamy.
Although this noose is new to me, I’m set on hanging around
10 toes down with high hopes that . . .
You're open to colored complexions
Dinning in colored sections with undivided fidelity /
Fond of me – forever . . .
[[VAMP]] 2x
I know – you’re tired – of running
From something behind you
Just let love come find you
So we / never runaway
Always making way for love –
Our love . . .
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5. |
Colored
05:15
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[[INTRO]]
Attention! Attention! All tax paying citizens
The black race is far too developed!
They’ve become much too creative!
We must perpetuate propaganda to further divide & conquer any carriers who
Care for colored culture
Copy
Emasculate the black man. Devalue the black woman. Eliminate the black child.
Televise their demise.
[[VERSE]]
I understand you’d rather
Categorize my culture as criminal cult,
Catapulting generalizations and stigma stench onto sacred skin
Scaled in medallions and precious jewelry, but
Black is beautiful beyond bigoted beliefs, yet
You fail to retreat your treatment of inhumane humiliation
Dismissing the sweet salvation in the salivation of our ancient speech /
Spanning generations of civilization
From KMIT to Kansas – Mali to Mississippi
We sip on something supernatural so
Seek to meet Christ in the temple of our textile tongues and
Hear us hum spirited Negro spirituals /
Despite hate rituals & régimes generated just for our generation
Good Lord . . .
We ain’t come for war – yet.
We just want to be heard, but
It’s hard when your outcast complexion qualifies
Quantities of disproportionate misfortunate, which
Portions privilege to be distributed /
In amounts that amount to insurmountable injustice
[[HOOK]]
How come my color / can’t get along with yours?
Why must we / buy into this war?
Oh – oh – oh Lord have mercy!
Oh – oh – oh why they wanna hurt me?
[[VERSE]]
You mustn’t misunderstand the God we grant,
For holy hastens to our pigmented palms plastered with power
Wrapped ‘round righteous wrist, which
Evokes ancestors to applaud our quintessential existence.
Furthermore, we’re fed false differences regarding African (&) American;
A color so bold it must be sold separate,
So souls severed our culture and called it crafty,
Created division on dimensions unmentionable, while
Willie Lynched black limbs from limbs of oak trees that Jim’s crows overcrowded.
Our jungle was a palace ridden with hieroglyphs
Written with royal graffiti engrained within enriched roots . . .
There’s plenty proof we’ve come from better, but
Oppression presses overcompensation into our beloved bones
By which Versace fulfills our vacant veins.
Tar and feathers may have affirmed our fur infatuation, but . . .
I promise that our patience isn’t rich anymore – consequently,
The poor – will be sure to overflow
And all the milk you spilled – shall in fact draw blood.
[[HOOK]]
How come my color
Can’t get along with yours
Why must we
Buy into this war . . .
Oh – oh – oh
Lord have mercy!
Oh – oh – oh
Why they wanna hurt me?
[[BRIDGE]]
911 I need solutions
My color keep on drawing your conclusions
You kick us ‘til we conjure mild contusions
Then shoot us ‘til our temples fall to ruins
Oh – oh – oh
Lord have mercy!
Oh – oh – oh
Why they wanna hurt me?
[[OUT]]
We’re tired of your tireless senselessness
So since this is all about a race
Catch us if you can.
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Orlando Watson Cleveland, Ohio
Orlando Watson is largely recognized for his thought provoking free-verse poetry accompanied by soulful compositions. Orlando’s has shared stages with acts such as: Lalah Hathaway, Braxton Cook, Keyon Harrold, Chantae Cann, Tye Tribbett, Dominick Farinacci, and Jessica Caremoore to name a few. ... more
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