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Don’t Down Me
By Kazz Falcon

Don’t Down Me
You treated me badly
You cheated me out of life’s happiness
Very sad, indeed
Wasn’t you glad?
I was mad as hell
Stop ringing my bells
I was out from the shell
A sweet loving person
Why can’t you be the same?
For me, respect came
I expected the good in you
The mood you put me in
I can’t trust you
You must be a good friend
You busted our friendship for what?
You poured rain on my parade
The pain you caused
What gain was that?
Train your mind to be upward
Lift me on cloud nine
The gift was our friendship
Shift your gear to upward
A great friendship we will have
Come back of being my friend
And show the respect I deserved
Please tame your ugly side
Turn the tide around
I want to be on solid ground
Don’t down me

By Kazz Falcon

What’s an ugly sight!
Somebody’s lights will be knock out
Walking away it the right thing to do
There was no might about it
You was bright to follow the sure fire plan
Good night, you ‘all

Everyone Is Shooting
By Kazz Falcon

Everyone Is Shooting
I must live this dream
“Give them the boot.”
The hurt cried for help
I tried to avoid them
They kept on coming back
I wept out loud
I was damn tired of their crap
They wired me to me last nerve
The fire I had was too great
A burning desire I had for a long time
The day had finally arrived
I ended it once and for all
They can’t called my place home
I talked the talk
They walked the walk
I won’t change my mind
My floors was free of them
The door got new locks
Come again when the good friends was back

Someone From The Past
By Kazz Falcon

Someone From The Past
Our friendship didn’t lasted
Once again, Peter entered my life
I wished I had a knife
Why dish it out with him again?
He came out of the blue
I became forgetful, mostly, uncomfortable
He might be the same person
The sight of him was so upsetting
His bright ideal didn’t work
His apology was eight months late
My anger showed up after months being locked inside
The incident was blocked away
Till he brought the stolen glasses up
I thought I would never see him again
He sought after me
I don’t want him to be in my life
That trash belonged in the garbage
I was strong enough to defeat him
I forgot the past and moved on with my life
Always remember,
Anyone can be someone from the past

By Kazz Falcon

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

By Kazz Falcon

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

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