Stop in the Name of Vardaman - Leslie Vardaman (interesting books to read .txt) 📗

Stop in the Name of Vardaman

 

Stop in the Name of Vardaman

 

It ain't your time to go,

So what the fuck are you doing,

Lay that nine down on the floor,

This ain't the path to be pursuing,

You'll never rest at all in peace,

Your life will only be in pieces,

Imagine how your mom would feel,

Think of your daughter son and nieces,

Don't go and make this life a waste,

Don't go and ruin the next,

You tread a thin and fine line,

Too close to read the bold text,

Don't ever burn your bridges,

Don't make this household not a home,

Let's have a talk,

Let's take a walk,

Let's get you right back in the zone,

Before you pull that trigger,

Just know I'm here to lend a hand,

You gone be alright I know it,

Just stop in the name of Vardaman

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

One Puff

 

One puff is all it took,

To get me high and keep me hooked on you baby,

One drag is all I have,

I need your loving to make it last forever baby,

Oh baby,

 

I need your love like a fiend,

You got me hooked on you like phonics,

Got my eyes all tight and shiny,

My shit look red like the chronic,

Got my heartbeat steady rising,

Stomach churning with bubbles,

Take me straight to cloud nine,

And blow away all my troubles,

Every puff I take of you is like a trip to paradise,

I'm steady buzzing off your loving,

Had to hit the shit twice,

Sweet sugar honey iced tea,

That's what I say cause you the shit,

You the true ultimate high,

And you I'm never gonna quit,

 

One puff is all it took,

To get me high and keep me hooked on you baby,

One drag is all I have,

I need your loving to make it last forever baby,

Oh baby

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Way of the World

 

You feel like nobody care,

And you're in it by yourself,

The streets are lined with roaches,

Out to destroy your joy and health,

The fellow wolves at the top would rather see your plane crash,

Don't give a fuck about the pack,

They only see the green in cash,

All this turmoil pain and suffering,

And they don't even give a shit,

So many wolves battling cancer,

And those who 'help' them only quit,

The ones who 'sposed to protect us all disassociate by color,

Where's the love motherfuckers,

Where's the respect for one another,

We gotta get our shit together,

Gotta fight to survive,

Gotta keep on steady pushing,

It's our right to stay alive,

Let's put our heads and paws together,

Every boy and every girl,

Work together as a pack,

Get back on track,

And fix the way of the world

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Right Now

 

Right now I feel so blissful,

And today this song I sing,

Helps me get into the spirit,

Smile so bright like diamond rings,

Right now I feel relieved,

Cause my war is finally over,

There's an angel in the sky,

And I know she's watching over,

Right now I feel at peace,

So much happiness to offer,

Feels so great to be alive,

Share my talent as an author,

Right now I got the elements,

And time on my side,

Ain't got restraints to bog me down,

And no rules to abide,

Right now I feel so blessed,

Just to have my son and daughter,

Blessed to have one on the way,

And this whole album to support her,

Right now I feel so happy,

Just to be the wolf I am,

You can like me,

You can spite me,

Right now I just don't give a damn

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Pick Your Flavor

 

There's more to life than just one or other,

Like the petals on a flower,

A tree has more than one color,

There's so much more for you to choose,

So many things to explore,

So many paths that you can take,

The many options galore,

Only you can make this happen,

You soar like a kite,

You sell your soul to the devil,

Or you can go and make shit right,

This is all your life,

You make your own damn decisions,

Just be sure to choose wisely,

Can live a home life or in prison,

You can start your own business,

Or maybe spit some rhymes like me,

Be a stay at home wolf mom,

Or cruise the road all wild and free,

I ain't telling you do right,

And I ain't saying that you're wrong,

Honey life's an open book,

You write the lyrics to your song,

Can either do your own thing,

Or be a slave to the labor,

Welcome to the cold world creamery,

Step on up and pick your flavor

 

 

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Publication Date: 08-09-2018

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