Good Man (A Song I Wrote for Him About Us)

One day I was driving
Thinking to myself
Looked over to the left
And temptaion crossed me
A beautiful girl
Confident and lonely
Right then I wished she was mine
Right then I wished she'd hold me
I can almost feel your arms
Wrapped around me tight
Every day since then
I been think about you at night
Hoping you'd be the one
I would wake up next to
But now i gotta battle these pimps
And your lame ass ex too
I knew you loved me
The way you looked at me
I knew you were the one
I just had that feeling
Only problem is she tried to hide
That she was getting paid off numerous guys
Won't you let my love save you
Is what i said in my head
And Allah answered my prayers
Cause now she cant get me out of her head

You know i love you
I'd do anything for you
Please change your ways
So I can give you all of me
If you really love me
You would leave the game alone
Whats more important to you
Money or a good man waiting at home

Temptation ate her
And spit her out daily
Men are on her
And she can't even
Take a stride in peace
The battle begins
And as she wants out
They want her in
Always playing her
Trying to win
Kidnapping her
Robbing her clean
Setting her up
For a downfall
All these mans are mean
She's so beautiful
And stayed strong through it all
Now that I've got her
I wont let her fall
Took a minute to loose her mind
But she came back prepared
Now how do I let her know
That I'll always be there

You know i love you
I'd do anything for you
Please change your ways
So I can give you all of me
If you really love me
You would leave the game alone
Whats more important to you
Money or a good man waiting at home

I prayed to Allah
And asked him to save her
I love her so much
And i could never hate her
She slowly gave up
The hustle just for my love
Problem is at the time
I was cold and she could tell by my hugs
I'll always love her
Even if it seemes i moved on
She stil kept getting better
Waiting for me to come back
Allah showed her patience
In the form of my back
Seems her most fond memory
Is me walking out the door
No matter how silent I am
She keeps loving me more
Caught up with my work
We barely spend time
But now that she's ready
I'm gonna make her mine
She dont drink
She dont smoke weed
The ony thing on her mind
Is me , me , me
I cant believe this is real
And i tell her throuh prayer
If ever you are tempted
Just remember i'll always be there

You know i love you
I'd do anything for you
Please change your ways
So I can give you all of me
If you really love me
You would leave the game alone
Whats more important to you
Money or a good man waiting at home


Don't ever for a second
Think that money
Or clothes can love
You more than me
You deseve the best
Of the best and
Trickin' will only
Hurt your soul
Do you love Allah
If you do
You'll change for me

You know i love you
I'd do anything for you
Please change your ways
So I can give you all of me
If you really love me
You would leave the game alone
Whats more important to you
Money or a good man waiting at home

I can't do this anymore...

I love you but you have no time for me.

Don't you trust me ?

I really want to be his wife: let's just do it.

Why are we waiting: Oh yeah, we're young: I guess time tells.

I think I am in love:

Please let "us" work out, God.

Something Sweet:

When you're weak
I'll make you strong
Here is where you belong
I ain't perfect
But I promise
I won't do you wrong
Keep you away from harm
My love is protected
I'll wrap you in my arms
So you'll never feel neglected
I'll just make you aware
That what we have is rare
In the moment of despair
I'm the courage when you're scared
Loyal, down for you, soon as I saw you
Wanted to be there cause
I could hold it down for you...

- P. Diddy & R. Kelly - Satfisy You

Somthing Sweet:

Girl: Tell the world You Love me
Boy: Whispers "I Love You"
Girl: Why did you whisper it to me?
Boy: Cause "You are My World!"

Patience:

Something I really need to have more of...

How to rate a woman:

If a woman has faith you give her a (1)
If she has good looks you add a (0) which equals (10)
If she is smart you add another (0) which equals (100)
For every other trait you add a (0) which equals (1000)
or (100,000) or (1000,0000) or more..
But if you take away faith,
all you are left with is a bunch of zero's.

Autobiography in Five Chapters:

I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost . . . I am hopeless.
It isn’t my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don’t see it.
I fall in again.
I can’t believe I’m in the same place.
But it isn’t my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I see it is there.
I still fall in . . . it’s a habit
My eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I walk around it.

I walk down another street.

Thank-You for making me a Strong Woman...

I'm needy. I need things. I usually need things that I don't really need like the perfect man, the perfect relationship and the perfect type of relationship. It really took me 22 years to realize that not all things in life are perfect. That your allowed to miss someone knowing you might not ever have them. Missing someone you know you might not ever have takes strength. It really makes you wonder, when will my dreams come true, since my dreams involve you.

I really love you. You taught me how to be strong. You taught me to take hold of my emotions and not cry over everything. You taught me to have strength. You taught me to accept that things might not always go the way I want them to and for that I have to thank you. Whether you love me truly or not, I want you to know, I'll always love you. Whether we end up together or not, I want you to know, I'll always respect you. Aside from your ferocious anger issues and your strict temperament, your a great person and you deserve to be loved by a great woman. My only wish right now is that I could be that woman. You're my modern day, number one, Mr. King.

I miss blogging so I revived this blogspot...

I removed all the posts on Islam. I don't want to force people into my religion. I believe we will all find the right path when we are ready, on another note: I miss having a one blog where I let it all out. Yesterday I decided this is going to be the place where is happens...

♥ You're so Royal to me.

The Beautiful Soul:

You know if you get rid of something & it comes back, it was meant to be... "I am not proud of myself, I am proud of you. Proud that you taught me that I am nothing. Proud that you showed me that, I came from the dirt, la bella soil, and to the ground, la bella soil, I will return. I am proud to prostrate myself before you and submit fully to your will. I ask that you grant mercy to those who are righteous and to those who are among the righteous that are worthy. Thank you for teaching me to hold my tongue. Thank you for teaching me to respect my body, my soul, my family and all people, alike."

"Allah has always been there (for you.) Allah as always loved you in a way that no person could ever duplicate, mimic or imitate."

“Wealth is not in riches, but in contentment.”