Mama,am At Your Knees
Mama,am At Your Knees
By kechi kenyatta / expired giant
Mon 22 Jan, 2018 10:34:03 EAT
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Mama,am At Your Knees
I know I rapped out at your advice,
Ratting through life in search for the future,
Money and power my helm
That no woman will testify unless she had testes
I've moved from a son to giant only to expire,
All I had gathered now reeled out,
I've had pieces peace.
A pyknic despite the picnics
I followed those from the polar just to end at the pole
I would pray inorder to prey on them
I used to loath but now I loathe
And now I got no grandson to offer,
No wife but Samantha to tease,
All I need is the altar to alter
My presence is a bait,
Hope you'll bate the anger
Yeah the anger for at your knees I'm back,
Not as the angel I was but the demon I've turned to be.
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