BEAUTY ON FIRE: TAMALES ON XMAS EVE [00:14-02:05], REFLECTIONS FROM A LA ROOF TOP [02:20-04:09] & ROSES BURNING IN THE MOONLIGHT [04:13-06:01]

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The bonus material featured this week:

BEAUTY ON FIRE:

TAMALES ON XMAS EVE [00:14-02:05]

The other day 
I had gumbo with a base 
Of pureed 
Persimmons
Remind me of tamales 
Being made
In your kitchen 
The night before Christmas 
The dough 
Wrapped in husk
That's how I know
Your love
The all encompassing embrace
I'll never see your living face
Yeah I got pictures
But they're tainted by mixture
Of memories
And the person who I really see
Or saw
The balance of every day living calls
The ups don't take from the downs
Ain't no replacing the crown
Close my eyes 
For a dose of life
Memories are for THE LIVING 
And the responsibility is remembering 
THE GIVING
Back of LIFE
To the ones that turned on LIGHTS
So here's to you
Here's to us
The grand mama love 
The Christmas eve tamale husks 
Never known healing
I don't ('ount) know how to deal it
Marinate in the minute 
Come alive at the mention 
All of this tension
And None of these lessons
Provided protection
My feet get to steppin
I own up my effort
I rose up from lesser 
They go 
I know 
The FEET
ON REPEAT
Walkin we walkin
STEPPIN out often
All this release 
It Don't give relief
It don't 
I know
I Know 
Bitter child 
You lost your smile 
I ain't know joy in a while
Plus the world needs guile
The toys did what they *DO*
Besides all these actions don't figure 
Into A ROOF
Over head
Me over my bed
Tetris in my head
Trynna figure how to fit in
I need to get to livin

REFLECTIONS FROM A LA ROOF TOP [02:20-04:09]

Sunday morning on an LA roof top
Flanked by palm trees I want what you got
1 9 99
An we've stepped over the line
This thick air 
Don't cover my fear
Blanketed under the unknowns 
It'd be some years till life would begin to display what it owns
I didn't want to be present for the unboxing 
The locking 
Of two brothers in a room
Immersed in the croons
Of maa and paa
My lord allah
I would mingle with prayer rugs
Until I could identify love
But love don't show face 
And how you replace 
Years of remorse
When the course
Through which you lead
Is riddled with leaves
That claim ground as their home
Branch off the unknown 
I was told for so long the pedigree 
From which I spring
Had in store better things
But blood lines got limitations 
Restless child force fed education 
The other day my older brother asked me if I graduated 
I had a date in 
Mind
But reality and time 
wlould not align
Bs excuses
I done told you before that stares become nuuses
These questions are nuisance 
Prevent unison
And the union in
Which we're privileged to possess 
Will never regress
I'm just in my feelings 
Feelin 
That's the cause of my reelin'
Easily swayed 
By what could be said
Those palm trees who were still GOT a two step
My legs move free and I can't move them
Any movement 
Count on steps
That's how you build progress
Through pieces Shrapnels of my past
Make appearances every time I glance
At the being offered on the glass
At the altar of the sink
I offer up routine
What's more sacred 
Than the actions we invest our day in

ROSES BURNING IN THE MOONLIGHT [04:13-06:01]

ROSES
Roses burning in the moonlight
I can't
I can't get yall to do right
On me
Why is it...

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THE Music: CHERRY SAXAPHONE  featured in this bonus content is from SFRBEATS.COM.

The bonus material featured this week:

BEAUTY ON FIRE:

TAMALES ON XMAS EVE [00:14-02:05]

The other day 
I had gumbo with a base 
Of pureed 
Persimmons
Remind me of tamales 
Being made
In your kitchen 
The night before Christmas 
The dough 
Wrapped in husk
That's how I know
Your love
The all encompassing embrace
I'll never see your living face
Yeah I got pictures
But they're tainted by mixture
Of memories
And the person who I really see
Or saw
The balance of every day living calls
The ups don't take from the downs
Ain't no replacing the crown
Close my eyes 
For a dose of life
Memories are for THE LIVING 
And the responsibility is remembering 
THE GIVING
Back of LIFE
To the ones that turned on LIGHTS
So here's to you
Here's to us
The grand mama love 
The Christmas eve tamale husks 
Never known healing
I don't ('ount) know how to deal it
Marinate in the minute 
Come alive at the mention 
All of this tension
And None of these lessons
Provided protection
My feet get to steppin
I own up my effort
I rose up from lesser 
They go 
I know 
The FEET
ON REPEAT
Walkin we walkin
STEPPIN out often
All this release 
It Don't give relief
It don't 
I know
I Know 
Bitter child 
You lost your smile 
I ain't know joy in a while
Plus the world needs guile
The toys did what they *DO*
Besides all these actions don't figure 
Into A ROOF
Over head
Me over my bed
Tetris in my head
Trynna figure how to fit in
I need to get to livin

REFLECTIONS FROM A LA ROOF TOP [02:20-04:09]

Sunday morning on an LA roof top
Flanked by palm trees I want what you got
1 9 99
An we've stepped over the line
This thick air 
Don't cover my fear
Blanketed under the unknowns 
It'd be some years till life would begin to display what it owns
I didn't want to be present for the unboxing 
The locking 
Of two brothers in a room
Immersed in the croons
Of maa and paa
My lord allah
I would mingle with prayer rugs
Until I could identify love
But love don't show face 
And how you replace 
Years of remorse
When the course
Through which you lead
Is riddled with leaves
That claim ground as their home
Branch off the unknown 
I was told for so long the pedigree 
From which I spring
Had in store better things
But blood lines got limitations 
Restless child force fed education 
The other day my older brother asked me if I graduated 
I had a date in 
Mind
But reality and time 
wlould not align
Bs excuses
I done told you before that stares become nuuses
These questions are nuisance 
Prevent unison
And the union in
Which we're privileged to possess 
Will never regress
I'm just in my feelings 
Feelin 
That's the cause of my reelin'
Easily swayed 
By what could be said
Those palm trees who were still GOT a two step
My legs move free and I can't move them
Any movement 
Count on steps
That's how you build progress
Through pieces Shrapnels of my past
Make appearances every time I glance
At the being offered on the glass
At the altar of the sink
I offer up routine
What's more sacred 
Than the actions we invest our day in

ROSES BURNING IN THE MOONLIGHT [04:13-06:01]

ROSES
Roses burning in the moonlight
I can't
I can't get yall to do right
On me
Why is it always on me
My feet
I put covers on my feet
My left foot right 
I done fucked it up
I'm loosing life 
I can't seem to get enough
Over the edge 
And over my head
I can't go under
But I lack hunter
Mentality 
Reality 
I'm more complacent 
Satiated 
With recreation 
On my nation
The stations
We occupy 
Belie 
The lives
That exist in our eyes
The disconnect from mind
And lines
That tread us
Led us
To believe 
That we've 
Achieved 
But the world we
Live in
Keep on spinning 
Achievements become old trophies 
Markers 
That we market
Love you for the mark up
But our image mark us
Persona non grata
You gotta 
Be kidding
The kid in
His father's 
Shoes
With his dreams in the garbage chute
We've offered you
Everything 
For a chance to be anything 
Give life to anybody 
To spark light for everybody
This crimson oppression 
Fill the pitcher of aggression
I can't snap off of lessons
That didn't prep me for tests in
This life
The white lights
And alabaster gowns
Got me feelin like a bastard in this town
Yall fathered oppression
Mothered transgressions 
Stepped in directions
That loop
The lids droop
The head hangs
The pang 
Of defeat
The willow weeps
The old trees
Were supposed to be evergreen 
Uprooted and supplanted 
The land in
Our sight 
Don't acknowledge life
For Roses in the moonlight 

 

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