January 29, 2003
Drama
Skillfully tested, rhythmically possessed with rhymesAnd when it was time, Jah gave me the mic after he blessed it
He said share the loving, prepare them for the Second Coming
Beware of the false prophets, 'cuz they got my people bugg'n
Put on the full armor, 'cuz you know these fools they're gonna wanna
Talk behind your back, but stay away from the drama
You know that I'm gonna keep you safe inside the palm of my hand
Cause you the man and that's word to your mama Business is good, but when it gets good, it gets loooooooong. Drama is minimal. Although it has the option right now to explode, I'm keeping a distance from it. Not from the situation, but merely from the drama. It's not even tempting at this point. Justin asked me this morning if I like him. "Do you like me, Mom?" Um, yessssssss, I doooooooooooooooooo! Well, he responds, sometimes I don't think you like me, because you're always saying, "Justin, hurry up, Justin, get dressed, Justin, eat your breakfast, Justin, we're going to be late." And he made me laugh. He also got tackled into the sofa and snuggled with big noisy kisses. He figured out that I kinda like him. He was giggling. My life is boring. No, not boring. Just filled with stuff I'm not going to blather on about. (So is that boring?) This I pledge, and I'll take it to my death
I'll lay my life down for you and die over again
I and I, I'm not ashamed of the Most High
Even if I die tonight, if I die tonight
This I pledge, and I'll take it to my death
You can bet your life on my words and everything I said
You can't take away my love for this sacrifice
Even if I die tonight, if I die tonight Go POD, go,
michelle Posted by Michelle at January 29, 2003 10:17 PM
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