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I LOVE!
wordslingAH™
daily vitamins
blow yourself a kiss
e'rytime You pass a mirror
hug yourself and breathe in and out
just for the fuck of it
designate your skin
the symbol of You Loving Yourself
that way You will never forget
and eventually You won't
even have to think
about whether or not
You Love Yourself
for it would have become
the foundation of who You are
A Refection of (MA) Lifestyle
I invite you to enjoy its raw, unpolished beauty.
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wordslingAH, Da Kid! (954) 357-3465 all UP! in Yah SoulZone
Rocking Down, Mississippi

Rocking Down, Mississippi
by
wordslingAH, Da Kid! all UP! in Yah SoulZone.
other night A was dreaming
of swamp stomping
in some waist wader boots
'cause ain't no place
on PLANET ROCK
for HIP-HOP
A wouldn't troop
neard 'bout this Juke-Joint
called "ROCK N DOWN MISS'IPPI"
Southern Palace built by
Badu, Mia X and Missy
Hardcore is the law
sheriff's The Lady of Rage
and Lauryn Hill see I.C. Red
'fore She let a weak-heart grace da stage
If you ain't got Monie
can't get none Lil Kim's Love
Jazzy Joyce rules the one-twos
beats sent by MC Trouble on wings of doves
Forever Conscious Daughters
Out Da West come Yo-Yo and Michel'le
Ms Melody got The Wisdom of The Ages
all 'bout way back in da day
mess 'round fewl, if that's yah delight
but make show when da sun go down
all Her percentages staright
by the time Queen Latifah come thru town
stay alert crossing BlackStreet
or you may get run through by Queen Pen
watch for Suga-T on the dough-low
with Her Cali-Crew of Count-The_Money-Men
you can close your eyes to this reality
but Sister Souljah will still smell yah fear
Bahamadia's in yah ear
MC Lyte is in yah air
The Brat allows no whiners
you pay penance to Mother Superia
dazzled by their tomboy BEAUTY
lyrically booming like Jiggy-Gee's big bass drummer
Salt-n-Pepa in yah eyes
Sandy ropes you for a Spin
Sheena Lester bin tried to warn yah
this da wrong toem for a playah-hatah to try win
no hope for escape
realize you didn't recognize from the start
it's a new millinea, Sisters run Terrodome
A Man is now The Measure of His Heart
A awoke refreshed beaming
and left out Carol City to go collect Ma Grind loot
all the while smiling while thinking
'bout swamp stomping in some waist wader boots
SoulPenned 03/28/1998, Miami, FL
Blogged 10/04/2008, Seattle, WA
1998©cindyadriennequashie, ORIGINAL Ghettoink
The SoulPenTalker from FreeGround, SouthFlo
37 pictures the world must see
By viewing and passing on this link we can help to spread awareness, which is the first step to halting the disease. XDRTB.ORG (http://www.xdrtb.org/)
(As background, the photographs were taken by leading photojournalist James Nachtwey and were 'unveiled' on October 3rd, 2008 in more than 50 cities on seven continents as a deliberate attempt to highlight this new danger faced by the world.)
Thank you,
cindy adrienne quashie
Simple's Capesterre Wife, 1st Cousin to Otis of Mayberry and Mother of Dude, BADU told to call Tyrone.
MA NAPPY TRESSES
did not arrive in time for the festivities,
so the ribbon was just placed atop my head.
Presenting
The First Official Photograph
of
HER ROYAL HIGHNESS, Ms. Buford D Bumpkin:
Simple's Capesterre Wife.
1st Cousin to Otis of Mayberry,NC.
Mother of Dude, BADU told to call Tyrone.
cindy adrienne quashie
EMPRESS SomaMoja ZuriAsali QUASHEBA!
b. January 15th, 1967 04:30AM Atlantic Time Zone
on
The Associated Colony of St.Christopher-Nevis & Anguilla,
British West Indies
~wordslingAH, Da Kid! (954) 357-3465 all up in Yah SoulZone ~
List of indigenous names of Eastern Caribbean islands
HIS OWN MAN
A just
Love The Way
Ma Soul Dances
when
Your Understood
Lyrical Compositions
Blend Melodically
with
Your Musical Orchestrations
and
Embrace Me,
LOVE SAFETY!
9/29/2008 3:38:32 PM©cindyadriennequashie
*e'ry H*O*E* has one
Am just wanting for a Louis Vuitton purse
to tote HIM around in
like the celebutantes who pose
with their toy poodles
MY TRUE ME
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Race Ambassador,
Susan G Komen Race for the Cure®
Ma Sistah walked them miles, them miles
Ma Sistah walked them miles
A’s by da road
All broke down tired
Looking lost forgotten chile
And ma Sistah walked dem miles, dem miles ma Sistah walked them miles
She put Glenda on her back, Y’all
Ma Sistah walked them miles
She put auntie on her back, Y’all
Ma Sistah walked them miles
She put Goddie and Moses on her back
Not worrying if under all that weight She’d crack
And Ma Sistah walked them miles, them miles
Ma Sistah walked them miles, them miles
Ma Sistah walked them miles
Ma Sistah walked them miles, them miles
Ma Sistah walked them miles
us by da road, all broke down tired
She lift we saying You aint forgotten chile
And Ma Sistah walked them miles, them miles
Ma Sistah walked them miles
9/29/2008 11:23:25 PM©cindyadriennequashie