A Conversation With Henry Funny...by AJ Funny (Part II)
AJ Funny
born April 7th,1989
here liez a child
dat lost his mind
Outspoken in everyway
Skittles is on da menu of his life everyday
Lives life likes it tha last day of school
Lives life likes its all a fool
He lovez tha crowdz, lights, nd excitement
But itz not all fun nd gamez
While Henry sees wit his mind
This here wittle body of mine
Is AJ'z temple
His place to rest, wit it he makez otherz examples
Examples of his body
a Body that is Broken nd dismantled
He would have it no other way
Born without "true" anklez
2 Broken wrists, A long nd short arm
wit his lil s-curved spine All he did was smile, nd step on tha rugby field
nd he made othas feel tha pain dat he feelz
Body alwayz aching, he neva complains
Bcuz he could be dead, gone, slain....
He lives like a fool
Cuz it could be gone
So dont say he's niggerish for no reason
Itz ok if ya call me mean
he sayin wat comez to mind
Cuz he callz em as he sees.
But wat he sees, he does not see
Cuz within his body
Is sumin 2 see
He's tha master of his temple
He's knowz all that goez on
But he does not need this flesh
To take tha world head-on
The eyes he has sees b4 u are seen
The ears hear b4 u speak
His body workz faster than tha flesh
Superman....no...AJ is AJ
wit a few gifts
no abuse of power
but a use of resposibilty here in reality
Puttin ya body in da wrong situation
Will give u a true glimpse of tha lack of rationality
That man has for one anotha
Thatz why he speaks for himself
Wen tha tyme is right
He doesnt pop gunz
He doesnt square up nd fight
He just playz...cuz thats all he has left
All he has left...until his flesh sells out
Nd leaves his body caught...
Caught in society that doesnt want him there
Caught in tha world that destorys freeness
Tha freeness dat envelops his soul
Itz his soul dat he will neva let go......
born April 7th,1989
here liez a child
dat lost his mind
Outspoken in everyway
Skittles is on da menu of his life everyday
Lives life likes it tha last day of school
Lives life likes its all a fool
He lovez tha crowdz, lights, nd excitement
But itz not all fun nd gamez
While Henry sees wit his mind
This here wittle body of mine
Is AJ'z temple
His place to rest, wit it he makez otherz examples
Examples of his body
a Body that is Broken nd dismantled
He would have it no other way
Born without "true" anklez
2 Broken wrists, A long nd short arm
wit his lil s-curved spine All he did was smile, nd step on tha rugby field
nd he made othas feel tha pain dat he feelz
Body alwayz aching, he neva complains
Bcuz he could be dead, gone, slain....
He lives like a fool
Cuz it could be gone
So dont say he's niggerish for no reason
Itz ok if ya call me mean
he sayin wat comez to mind
Cuz he callz em as he sees.
But wat he sees, he does not see
Cuz within his body
Is sumin 2 see
He's tha master of his temple
He's knowz all that goez on
But he does not need this flesh
To take tha world head-on
The eyes he has sees b4 u are seen
The ears hear b4 u speak
His body workz faster than tha flesh
Superman....no...AJ is AJ
wit a few gifts
no abuse of power
but a use of resposibilty here in reality
Puttin ya body in da wrong situation
Will give u a true glimpse of tha lack of rationality
That man has for one anotha
Thatz why he speaks for himself
Wen tha tyme is right
He doesnt pop gunz
He doesnt square up nd fight
He just playz...cuz thats all he has left
All he has left...until his flesh sells out
Nd leaves his body caught...
Caught in society that doesnt want him there
Caught in tha world that destorys freeness
Tha freeness dat envelops his soul
Itz his soul dat he will neva let go......
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