.Candice.Renee'.[the.wifey]:

Hands tied behind back
helplessly allowing hustle
making money making matters worst
baby you been cursed -- but also ill versed
gave up dreams to rap so now body soon be in hearse
won't be the first --- certainly not the last
leaving my black ass behind
baking goods not really good
--living hood
dreams dripping down like candy paint
sugar cubes collecting honeys
dropping it like it's hot
--while I'm couped up at the spot
praying to get a phone call after I hear gun shots
cause Mama's Gun cocked
-- ready for the block
you hot
-- crooked cops lingering round town
hear my cries I am potential mother suffering for two
misery worrying constantly dreaming days
Devil's brew will leave me
w/out you-- life wouldn't do
-- I understand the game
but you gotta understand me too

  H.H. Holloway:

See now, when boy met girl
all was puppy love and roses
walks in the park and a little
double dutch ----mixed with
dirty dancing in the evening
and once I had to step out
you never pouted--- you simply
sighed and asked for me to
come back safe, so we
could snuggle in slumber later
and I tried to keep those
promises of not getting my
hands dirtier than usual
but you know how it goes
when egos clash - ethics collide
however, throughout it all
I never brought the drama back
home --I kept work and worth
separate -- sometimes had
to camp out for safe purposes
never shit where you sleep
and the shit was getting deep
so I dipped -- never forever
just whenever--- clever clerks
and cops would stop by and
drop in on random hideout
spots... hey honey, I do understand
but the demand of my other
life is doubling up due to deals
turning up double crossed...

  .Candice.Renee'.[the.wifey]:

like deceitful legs on plotting pussies
I hear it
-- also feared it
-- begged you to never go near it
belly growing
-- pressures gaining
--worrisome thoughts pertaining
time ticking away counting down possible termination
--your life--
determination boiling within blood
just trying to make living by way of life ain't right
becoming shadow at night
-- lurking corners till daylight
collect phone calls
-- bus trips up north
-- visits w/ voices heard through
5 by 5 reinforced plastic slits
-- tears in eyes while laughing CO gets his kicks
my misery no mystery you freedom history
why can't you see
THIS HIGHER LIFE AIN'T SHIT TO ME!
this is real life--no longer just make believe.