Tuesday, September 27, 2011

The King With Four Wives

The King With Four Wives

Once upon a time....there was a rich king who had four wives. He loved the fourth wife the most and adorned her with rich robes and treated her to the finest delicacies. He gave her nothing but the best. He also loved the third wife very much and showed her off to neighbouring kingdoms. However, he feared that one day she would leave him for another.



He also loved the second wife. She was his confidante and was always kind, considerate and patient with him. Whenever the King faced a problem, he could confide in her to help him get through the difficult times.



The King's first wife was a very loyal partner and had made great contributions in maintaining his wealth and kingdom. However, he did not love the first wife and although she loved him deeply, he hardly took notice of her.



One day, the King fell ill and he knew that his time was short.



Thus, he asked the 4th wife, "I have loved you the most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?"



"No way!" replied the 4th wife and she walked away without another word. Her answer cut like a sharp knife right into his heart.



The sad King asked the 3rd wife, "I have loved you all my life. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?"



"No!" replied the 3rd wife. "Life is too good! When you die, I am going to remarry!" His heart sank and turned cold.



He then asked the 2nd wife, "I have always turned to you for help and you've always been there for me. When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?"



"I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time!" replied the 2nd wife. "At the very most, I can only send you to your grave." Her answer came like a bolt of thunder and the King was devastated.



Then a voice called out: "I'll leave with you and follow you no matter where you go."



The King looked up and there was his first wife. She was so skinny, because she suffered from malnutrition. Greatly grieved, the King said, "I should have taken better care of you when I had the chance!"



In Truth, we all have four wives in our lives:



Our 4th wife is our body. No matter how much time and effort we lavish in making it look great, it'll leave us when we die.



Our 3rd wife is our possessions, status and wealth. When we die it will all go to others.



Our 2nd wife is our family and friends. No matter how much they have been there for us, the furthest they can stay by us is up to the grave.



Our 1st wife is our Soul, often neglected in pursuit of wealth, power and pleasures of the ego. However, our Soul is the only thing that will follow us wherever we go. So cultivate, strengthen and cherish it now! It is your greatest gift to offer the world.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Bizzle Beware pt.1 lyrics

One claim to be “tha God”
One used to be with God
Get the VCR
I’ma rewind it back so you see it all
‘Ye made “Jesus Walks” and spit conscious
Then he took Jesus off and did “Monster”
Seems in between it all
He lost moms and when he lost moms
He turned against the Father
And though my heart’s filled with compassion
For the ills of her passing
I feel like I still have to mash him
I’m a draft pick to the team you traded off
My life was saved by the Christ y’all hating on
They can’t compete with Truth and they know it
Murder your style
Bury it down in Frank’s ocean
‘Ye said he sold his soul
You ain’t believe it
‘Cause you ain’t close enough
To Jesus for you to see it
But if he said the same things about your mama
That he said about Christ you would go Osama
So is Christ more like the homie you’d die for?
Or the dude you cool with but won’t ride for?
As for the Christians, how can you listen
To these cats diss the Gospel
When your mission is to push It
Like the Apostle Paul went to prison?
You scared
Now you fall into hostile conditions
Back to the lecture at hand
Who this cat that sold the Lord out like Judas?
Dreamed he could buy his way to Heaven
Woke up and spent it on a necklace
Told God he’ll be back in a second
Them are his words, not mine
I wasn’t saved then, so I didn’t see the signs
You with Satan?
Fine, but don’t play with God or the fans
Keep it 100 so they can pick a side…
They’re like, who am I to mention Jay’s name
Because of Jay’s bread, because of Jay’s fame
But if rap’s the reason you put him on a pedestal
Then my last record should’ve showed you he’s edible
Y’all must got such low self-esteems
Stunted on so much by cats in this game like:
“Look at my house”
“Look at my Range”
“Look at you struggling”
“I can make it rain”
“Look at my ice”
“Look at my women”
“Look at my life you are not living”
You’re the one who put ‘em on the throne that they sit on
Why?
Just for you to look up and get spit on
Socially, I am on the same level you’re on
So if you feel he’s too big
And I’m too small to mention his name
If I’m not worthy, you obviously must not feel that you are…
They say, “let him believe what he wants to believe in”
“He does not have to believe in your Jesus”
True, but why would he just spit rhyme after rhyme
About a God he does not believe in?
The problem is not with him not believing
Why does he keep mentioning what I believe in?
And folks so blind that I can see what the problem is
Compared to most cats, Jay sounds positive
So when he gets on “Monster” and says he rapes women and children
Y’all don’t even acknowledge it…
So ask yourself:
Do y’all have a price?
If he came out and said “F y’all Christ”
Then came to your hood tomorrow night giving Beemers away
Would he be alright?
They’re saying if you’re scared go to church
Like we just over here sitting scared in the church
Every last disciple’s blood shedding was murk
So I signed up for this prepared for the worst