Revenge
By Kazz Falcon
Revenge
Someone did me wrong
I vowed to hurt him
The same way he hurt me
I blamed him for my downfall
Plotting revenge came to me
Nobody does know when I struck
Somebody close should talk
sense
I won’t listen; I don’t
have to
He walked a dangerous line
Revenge was fine by me
My way to cope
Does wanting revenge make me
a dope?
Revenge wasn’t the answer
Talking provided answers to
my questions
Something good came out of
it
The past belonged I the past
I got over it
I set my mind to better things
Not revenge
So Rude Of You
By Kazz Falcon
I excluded you
You was a sore loser
It tore the fun times apart
We played a game
Winning was your name
Your mind was set on winning
That was not kind at all
What's with you?
Winning wasn’t everything
I was here to have fun
Don’t rain on my sunny
day
Won’t you do that for
me?
I was not asking much
Lay off from winning, friend
Everybody loses some times
Nobody likes a sore loser
So rude of you
Talking Bad
By Kazz Falcon
Talking Bad
That’s my ex friend
He said bad things about me
May God strike him down?
His days was numbered
Nobody likes him
Somebody out to spread rumors
Rumors bringing him pain
The same pain he caused
I blamed him for the nasty
deed
It came to me,
“What goes around, comes
around.”
My friends found him so troublesome
It sounded right to us
Who can stand the sight of
him?
I would rather knock his lights
out
Than be friends with a low
life
I stabbed him in the throat
No more talking bad
The Bank Robbery
By Kazz Falcon
The Bank Robbery
I speeded down the highway
The police was on my tail
I took my secret hidden trail
I failed to notice the bridge
was out
The car slammed into a tree
The money flew freely in the
air through the windows
I cried out loud
They spotted me getting the
loot
They were ready to shoot
I gave up peacefully
The trouble I was in, I waved
the money goodbye
I drove in the police car’s
back seat
The great defeat put me in
the slammer for life
Crime
By Kazz Falcon
Crime
I served my time in prison
I got a dime a day
It’s a way to really
think about my life
I sunk my mind deeper into
the pool of thought
“What brought it on?”
I asked
I sought for answers long and
hard
I belonged in prison for the
mistakes I did
I took life for granted
I woke up in a nightmare
The sight was clear
I killed a dear friend
For Bill, thou art love thee
I couldn’t take more
beatings
I let my anger get the best
of me
The rest as they say is history
The history that’s repeated
in other’s lives
I was beaten up to a pulp
He cheated me out of my happiness
and safety
Prison was where I belong
I can sing a beautiful song
I can go home
I served my time for the crime
