Prose
Saturday, March 29th, 2008
by Tony
Why do we do the things we do, is it for love?
Do we say ‘I Love You’ because it seems like the right thing to do?
Do we feel obligated because we weren’t the first to utter those words?
Do we hope that you’re doing well or do we think that we’re just being ignored?
Why do we call, knowing you won’t answer?
Why do we do the things we do, maybe we don’t know any better?
Do we watch the phone ring because we’ve been hurt in the past?
Do we put up walls to keep those who love us away?
Why do we take people for granted, knowing they won’t always be there?
Why do we do the things we do, are we afraid?
Do we think so highly of your feelings that we hurt them inadvertently?
Do we think that pretty words, half-truths are the same as being honest?
Why do we care?
Why do we think such trivial things?
Why do we long for your touch, but hate the why you make us feel?
Why do we do the things we do?
Monday, September 25th, 2006
by Tony
Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a night on the town?
I’m counting on you, Lord, please don’t let me down.
Prove that you love me and buy the next round,
Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a night on the town?
Sunday, April 23rd, 2006
by Tony
I’m wishing you the best,
Pray that you are blessed,
Bring much success, no stress, and lots of happiness.
(I’m better than that)
I’m not gonna blast you on the radio,
(I’m better than that)
I’m not gonna lie on you and your family,
(I’m better than that)
I’m not gonna hate on you in the magazines,
(I’m better than that)
I’m not gonna compromise my Christianity,
(I’m better than that)
You know I’m not gonna diss you on the Internet,
Cause my mama taught me better than that!
Thursday, February 2nd, 2006
by Tony
Don’t hate me, hate the money I see, clothes that I buy
Ice that I wear, clothes that I try
Close your eyes, picture me rollin,
sixes, money foldin
Bitches honeys that swollen
the riches, nas get in ya
most critically acclaimed pulitzer prize winner
best storyteller thug narrator my style’s greater
model dater, big threat to a lot of you haters
Commentators ring side try watchin my paper
almost a decade quite impressive
most of the best is in the essence
for this rap shit that I stand for
expanding more to the big screen
bill gates dreams
but it seems youd rather see me in jail
with state dreams
want me off the scene fast
but good things last
like your favorite m.c. still makin’ some mean cash
first rapper to bring a platinum plaque
back to the projects
but you still wanna hate, be my guest
I suggest
YOU CAN HATE ME NOW
Friday, January 13th, 2006
by Tony
I’m literally a fucking pill.
I take them to escape,
I take them to get by.
They dull the pain,
So I can rest.
Do others take pills
To deal with me?
Do I cause them to
Stress out, lose sleep
And stay up all night?
I hope so, cause
I’m a fucking pill!
Thursday, October 27th, 2005
by Tony
This was somehting that my fraternity brother wrote for me recently.
Abel by J.R. Rhodes (9/17/05)
He is a mystery man or at least he appears to be, because he takes the time to understand the circle of men he wants in his circle. Candid in mind yet expressionless to those he draws near, a catalyst which separates the best from the worst and pain from all our ears. He’s a man, friend, brother of worth who dares to achieve, dream and succeed. He sleeps and thinks with his head facing north. He is able and willing and the man we all want to be…
Wednesday, September 7th, 2005
by Tony
I really don’t like you,
But I can’t stop calling you.
Is it the ass that’s ‘Oh so good’
For a nigga that’s been done
By half the county?
Is it the lips, so moist and so sweet,
That just the sight of them
Makes my nature rise?
I really don’t like you,
But the sex is too good to say ‘No.’
I’m already a weak man
And your shit is my krytonite.
I need to say ‘No’ to you
And get you out of life.
You ain’t no good, and I need to be out.
I really don’t like you,
Yet you’re still around.
Nigga - Be gone
We ain’t gonna be together,
Doesn’t matter how good you wanna treat me.
When I’m not in between your thighs
I can’t stand to be around you, so
Leave, walk out, just go
You know I really don’t like you, right?
But umh, whatcha doing tomorrow?
Sunday, July 18th, 2004
by Tony
Don’t look for hidden meanings, Just as is…
You cirrca 2003
I know I can?t have you,
Without causing someone pain
I know I can?t love you,
Cuz I barely know your name
All I know is that your smile
Lights up my entire world
Your eyes, your heart, your caress
Without these my life I would deplore
Saturday, June 26th, 2004
by Tony
I should be home right now,
I should be frunk as duck right now,
I should be beating someone’s ass in spades right now,
I should be laughing with friends right now,
I should be watching a bullshit movie right now,
But right now, I’m sitting at work cussing and on the verge of cutting somebody.
