A Converstation with Henry Funny...by AJ Funny
This is not TI VS TIP
This is nothin u see on TV
Im lettin tha world kno..wat happens to me
Wen two mindz match witz in one body
But before we enter tha conference room of the mind
Im going to introduce you to tha polez of mah mind
Henry Funny born April 7th, 1989
Was a child gifted with tha power of the mind
Be careful of wat chu think
Keep your thoughts to urself
For he can hear all that is not said with a breath
Where this came from, I'll never know
But ill tell you
It is not my eyes that tell me where to go
It is not my ears that tell me wat i hear
It is all in tha corridors of mah mind
That i hear, see, nd say
All thats in mah way
Wen u see Henry, he is not alone
For Henry has a secret, that few would choose to own
Tha eyes that Henry was given
Must've been cursed with sin
Because he knows that tha spirits of the earth
Still walk with him
Not superstitiuos for I have proof
There is no poof, no cloud of smoke
They are just there, ask goldie, no joke
Tha day Henry was shot, his brother appearer over him
Sucked his teeth and said to him
"Its not ur time, but its gon hurt...
No not you, your mother shall hurt"
He never forgot those lines
Their Fresh in his mind
To this day he lives within tha lines.
To many he is a big brother
He lives like none other
We live to pass on tha knowledge down to mah lil brotha
Bcuz tha haters r here.
In their eyes i see fear
Bcuz many flock to him
Bcuz he's willin to listen.
O so slow to speak,
All can see tha goodness in him
Annoyed at tymes
But hey who isnt
There will alwayz people who wont listen
But Henry listens
eager to learn, ready 2 love
Ready to make her heart soar like a dove
He'z ready 2 stimulate, elevate her soul
He'z ready 2 let her in, so she knowz all dat he knowz
But Henry doesnt rush it,
Henry just lovez it
As they wonder, where tha wordz come
They come from deep inside
Where ma true feelinz hide
Waitin 2 b realeased but he wont let em
Henry only sitz, here to listen
This is nothin u see on TV
Im lettin tha world kno..wat happens to me
Wen two mindz match witz in one body
But before we enter tha conference room of the mind
Im going to introduce you to tha polez of mah mind
Henry Funny born April 7th, 1989
Was a child gifted with tha power of the mind
Be careful of wat chu think
Keep your thoughts to urself
For he can hear all that is not said with a breath
Where this came from, I'll never know
But ill tell you
It is not my eyes that tell me where to go
It is not my ears that tell me wat i hear
It is all in tha corridors of mah mind
That i hear, see, nd say
All thats in mah way
Wen u see Henry, he is not alone
For Henry has a secret, that few would choose to own
Tha eyes that Henry was given
Must've been cursed with sin
Because he knows that tha spirits of the earth
Still walk with him
Not superstitiuos for I have proof
There is no poof, no cloud of smoke
They are just there, ask goldie, no joke
Tha day Henry was shot, his brother appearer over him
Sucked his teeth and said to him
"Its not ur time, but its gon hurt...
No not you, your mother shall hurt"
He never forgot those lines
Their Fresh in his mind
To this day he lives within tha lines.
To many he is a big brother
He lives like none other
We live to pass on tha knowledge down to mah lil brotha
Bcuz tha haters r here.
In their eyes i see fear
Bcuz many flock to him
Bcuz he's willin to listen.
O so slow to speak,
All can see tha goodness in him
Annoyed at tymes
But hey who isnt
There will alwayz people who wont listen
But Henry listens
eager to learn, ready 2 love
Ready to make her heart soar like a dove
He'z ready 2 stimulate, elevate her soul
He'z ready 2 let her in, so she knowz all dat he knowz
But Henry doesnt rush it,
Henry just lovez it
As they wonder, where tha wordz come
They come from deep inside
Where ma true feelinz hide
Waitin 2 b realeased but he wont let em
Henry only sitz, here to listen
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