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Love Jones


That thang will have you feeling like you on top of the world Or like the last nigga who hit rock bottom Its the beautiful enslavement we all seem to get caught by in one way or the other With the lack of oppression for those who are fortunate. That thang will make ya laugh, it’ll make ya cry Enjoy the irony if it ever happens at the same time Starts in your subconscious & slowly makes it to your heart & by time you catch up with it, its too far gone I mean the shit will have you waking up singing songs Or help you write a warning for the masses explaining the possibilities of it going wrong. Imagine the outlook of a person who never thrived to be in it But once love wets your feet why not dive in. That thang!! Will exude all sanity if you let it & relax you at the slightest moment Gives off an exuberant glow on any face But even this can change from ultraviolet to gray. So many question why or when, that’s where the humor comes in, even the man with the highest IQ couldn’t map out this equation Like Eddie said ‘love…it is what it is, it aint meant to be understood’.
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