Trouble Man.

i come up hard, baby, i had to fight.

took care of my business, with all my might.

i acknowledge the world for what it is.

i acknowledge this empire is evil.

i recognize that this empire is heartless.

without a soul.

i know how to distinguish snakes from people.

and the snakes, i let be.

i don’t ask for anything from oppressors.

i don’t ask for anything from the system that is aimed to destroy me.

if i get jumped by 30 people for nothing, i won’t extend my hand and say “i know you did me wrong. you don’t have to admit it. but here i am. asking for you to pick me up and help me elevate. help me become strong. HELP ME.”

if i was in a relationship with someone who played me and dogged me and that’s what they did to 400 people before me all over the world, my trust in that person won’t be too strong. i probably shouldn’t commit to that person but if i did, and it worked for a minute, cool. if i did and it didn’t work, i could only blame myself for not believing this person for who they were before me and during me.

don’t follow me.

Trouble Man.

something i learned from el Hajj Malik el-Shabazz (Malcolm X) is that he was right. he was right 50 years ago. he understood the world he lived in. he understood the structure. and he organized the people who was ready for the ride. not those who denied the direction.

“a rooster crows only when it sees the light. Put him in the dark and he’ll never crow. I have seen the light and I’m crowing.” Ali.

i had sleepless nights.

i told secrets to a bottle of Parton.

i get on my knees and pray to the Man.

i reach out, and wait for Him to grab my hands.

and it makes me wanna holla.

nobody is built like you, you design yourself.

look in the mirror or whatever you do, and tell yourself you’re gonna make it through.

have faith. believe in your skills.

There are only three things that’s for sure:

taxes, death and trouble.

this i know, baby.

this i know.

i know how i must talk to those who don’t desire me to talk to them anyway.

i know how to move in a room full of vultures.

i know how to smile and be proud of my culture.

i know how to keep my energy high.

i know how to put alldat b.s. to the side.

i know you think i’m heartless.

i know you think i’m cold.

i know you think i’m broken.

i know you think my empathy was sold.

it wasn’t. and i’m not.

i’m full of love.

i’m warm.

i’m assembled.

i’m caring.

i’m strong.

a troubled man, but i’m strong.

i can’t be stopped.

God has many more things for me to do.

many more people to talk to.

many more souls to touch.

many more paths to cross.

many more streets to walk down.

many more students to teach.

many more masters to learn from.

i’m not saying listen to me.

but don’t listen to them.

i didn’t get here playing by the rules.

i’m not the person you like or love or respect by playing by the rules.

don’t follow me.

i’m only man.

Trouble Man.

Marvin Gaye Trouble Man.

“i’m ready to make it, don’t care about the weather.

don’t care about no trouble, got myself together.

i feel the kind of protection that’s all around me.”

The Ecology.

1) Ain’t No Mountain High Enough.

2) Heard It Through The Grapevine.

3) Distant Lover.

4) Trouble Man.

5) Inner City Blues.

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