Happiness - Frankie and Beverley Maze

Verse 1

You've given me happiness
and I really love you
I've been thinking of you
ever since
the day we met

Given me happiness
oh, I feel the fire
burning with desire
and I swear
I won't forget

Chorus

Can't you tell what you have done, for me
You've open up my heart,and I see
We stood through the test of time
Oh, I'm glad that you're mine
woooooooooo....

Verse 2

And you've given me happiness
and I know it's real
Girl, you've make me feel so good
and I know,
that you belong to me

Given me happiness
the way you show you care
and how you're always there, for me
and it's (something) I dream.

You just came along and wiped
my heart
It happened from the very start
I thank God for who you are
oh, my bright shining star
wooooooooo

You belong to me, oh yeah
my precious little baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
I'm so glad, you belong to me ,my love, my love, my love
wooooooo! babe

{song fades..}

Almost Through!

Exam time for this semester is almost over, and yup! I'm getting straight to the point. I wanna graduate and ...now! but I've still got one more left and there's also next semester's exams. Those exams will be the defining moment - did I learn anything? I think I have, no! I know I have learnt something new. I haven't done as well as I've expected so far but hey, I did the best I could. I did the second of the three exams today and boy...did I flunk. After that exam, I did not want to look at another exam paper nor did I even wanted to study. Uggh! Even if I fail that exam today I think I'd still manage to come out with a C+. It isn't the grade I wanted but it's a pass and well over a D. As for my first exam, boy oh boy! I studied for that one and I went in and left that exam feeling pretty confident and comfortable. Of course I messed up on my 'presentation.' I had to, for a final, read my 'poetic' work and perform in front of class. I'm not too good with those and of course...didn't do too well. Fortunately, I have only one exam left which I am looking forward to getting an A or a B out of. I don't mind. Out of all the classes in which I've selected and attended this year, I should have at least two to three A's, if not, all B's. The end!

Frankie & Beverly Maze - I Want To Feel Like I'm Wanted

5:45 minutes

Awwww, yeeaaah
oh yeah
tell me, tell me
won't you tell me bout it, tell me bout it, tell me bout it, tell me bout it, tell me...(fades)
(mmm mmm mmm mm) (3x)

If I don't answer when you call my name
don't you get mad, no
It's my gist, know I'm still the same
baby,don't feel bad
I go on everyday thinking 'bout you
religiously

Oh and lately, I've been so confused
what's wrong with me?


Oh,I toss and I turn and I yearn and I yearn and I
don't know what to do
oh,I tried being by myself
don't want anybody else but you

All I know is I want to
Feel that I'm wanted
Baby,I need to
feel that I'm needed, oh yeah
yeah,oh yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah
(yeah yeah yeah yeah)
yeah yeah yeah yeah
(yeah yeah yeah yeah)
tell me bout it, tell me bout it, tell me bout it, tell me (fades)

I remember when you used to be here
all of the time, yeah
You were there when I needed you most
everything was fine
Now you can't
seem, to figure out just where I'm at
Well you can't give me love like this
then take it back, oh yeah

Oh I toss and I turn and I yearn and I yearn and I
don't know what to do
oh I tried being by myself
don't want anybody else but you

All I know is I want to
Feel that I'm wanted
Oh how I need to
feel that I'm needed, oh yeah

(musical break)

yeah, yeah, yeah
Can't you see that I want to
feel that I'm wanted
Baby, I need to
feel that I'm needed
The same things you want
I want them just like you
the same things you need, baby
you better believe, you gotta believe
that I want them just like you do

Frankie & Beverly Maze - I Need You

This song you'd probably hear in rap artist's, 50 Cents, Hustla's Ambition

10:00 minutes

(guitar)

I need You, you-ou
I need you, you-ou
oooooooohhhh woah!

(guitar)

Like the flowers need the rain
Like a plan that needs a skim
I need you

Like the darkness needs the night
and the moon glow needs the light
I need you

Like the children need to play
they laugh and sing from day to day
ooooh, I need you

I found out about you
(I found out about you)
I can't live without you
ooooohh
woooh

Like the person needs his soul
like the winter needs the cold, ooh
I need you

Like the fire needs the air
I won't burn unless you're there, you're there
oooh, I need you

Like the baby needs to cry
you know I swear I'd die
I need you

I found out about you
(I found out about you)
I can't live without you
no no, no noooo
(ooooh, I need you, I need you)

(guitar solo)

(Like the person needs his soul
like the winter needs the cold
ooooo
Like a baby needs to cry
if you go I swear I'd die
oooohh)

I found out about you
I can't live without you
no, nooooo

(I need you, I need you)

(upbeat rythm with conga drums and bass guitar rhythm with some electric guitar features)

(electric guitar solo)

(electris guitar solo with keyboard, synthesizers or high hats, bass guitar, drums (African, conga, and snare)

music fades out.......

Frankie & Beverly Maze - Don't Wanna Lose Your Love

I love Frankie & Maze...enjoy



Well, mmm


If I've hurt you
pretty baby
that's gonna drive me crazy
I don't wanna lose
your love

I've been cruel sometimes
can you forgive
this heart of mine
I don't wanna lose
your love

Oh,
I hope you do believe me
I hope you know the way I feel
I will be no good
if you should go, oh

I know I've been a fool babe
and I apologize for it
I'll do anything
to let you know, babe
no matter what I do
I'm gonna make it up to you
cause I need
your love

my my my baby
hey,
oh yeah
oohhh wooo
well well well

Sometimes I love you
You are my life, my dream come true
I don't wanna lose your love
you're my heat when I'm cold
I love you with all my
heart and soul
I don't wanna lose
your love

ooow, whoo
oh babe
my baby
my girl
( I'm so into you)
I need you
in my life
oh oh, yeah, oh oh, yeah
woooohhh, yeah
my my my my my babe
I need you in my life
oh oh babe
oooh ooh
ooh hooo
hooooooo
hoooooooooo
(I'm so into you)
I love you baby

Your's Truly

My Sweetest, Rose
Everyone has their place and time, everyone will eventually wither and die, everyone will wanna ask why. Weren't you the same one who said, "there's a reason for life?" Well I found mine when I was in your eye. An apple. I found mine when I was on your mind. I lived comfortably through you, I didn't see with my eyes, the things you see with them eyes, so beautiful, that night I've never seen the moon. So round, so bright yet so blue. It lost its essence when I gazed back at you. There was nothing standing there, not even the earth moved, but I just stood there like a fool too. Some part of me wanted to die too, some part of me thought, try to-. I swear I've never loved anyone but you, didn't never looked at anyone the way I do to you, cause you were more than just a little flower. You blossomed and copped an attitude.

Cutting the bullshit out, I saw through you. I saw the truth! You thought that the only way you could hide from me, was taking some shoes, and some of my tops to fit. I don't know, how you can cut me so deep...you looked me in the eye and told me shit. You said you care about me, and then I watched you sleep, the way your hair will meet your lips, and then you'd quiver just a little bit, when you I kissed upon your lips.
I know I could write about a miilion lines, you'd read with a smirk little grin. You don't seem to care about me and, oh! how I used to sing you little lullaby's that went a lil sumn like:
"hush lil baby
don't you cry
Marcus gonna buy you a bird that fly
and if that bird don't take you high
Marcus gonna get you a golden eye
and if that golden eye don't shine
Marcus gonna get you heart that's kind
not Marcus' cause it's yours all right
but one that won't let you down in time.
I love you, sleep tight butterfly"

You don't miss it do ya? I could come over and...oh, here comes the trains features. I could see it, I'll meet you, cause you said, if we don't meet now, we'll meet beyond, in the future. You were so



Thursday, August 9th, 19--

To whom this may concern

This letter was found on the ramp where, the trains go by and
I'm sorry to inform that
the man who died
left this behind

My deepest sympathy, to you
Miss Elizabeth
(found your name and a picture, in his wallet
marked Rose,
I did this for you
hope you never forget.)

Freestyle...Ann..lol

I just found out that love has nothing to do with me
I still got issues with my own
security

See, inside of me
is a world filled with this
this
property
it ain't mine, but believe me

this is where I wanna be
Stuck inside somewhere
trembling

then I'd be all, all
me again
yeah
I won't even be remembered then

cause all in my own litle world I built
I could scream, I could yell
and oh shit! Vent man!

Grant

....And you said you weren't hungry
how should I believe a word you say
when you kissing me like you were starved, babe
we could've bought sum'n with my money
cause babe, you're far and I'm horny

You touch me like a baby, babe
like you're afraid to bruise me, lady
I'll admit I know my place Jade
I know the police will build a baracade
if I touched, just a lil strand

I'd be so careful and
I'll be your every star and
I'll shelter every rainy days and
I'll be everything you need and
I'm telling you this because and
just wanna let you know I can't
I can't never let you go [Grant]

Urrrggghh!!

Why are we all so selfish? So willing to take, willing to look down on another, why are we so selfish? We get so jealous, so greedy, that what another have is instantly what you need, what you been wanting? And then you say....life is so unfair.

What are you willing to sacrfice? You're too busy acting like God, too busy thinking about yourself, that nah, the end of somebody else's life is your strength, it isn't your problem. You're weak. You're pathetic! But nah, I am wrong for judging you. I am wrong for blaming you. I am wrong for naming you. But you're oh so right for hurting someone else. You're so right to take someone else's life away, but I'm wrong for judging you!

Imagine what the world would be like, if we no longer hate, or love, or killed, or envy. Just imagine your world.

*
you're so consumed of your own little world, that you barely look at your own surroundings..........

Time

A time to love
a time to hate
a time to live
and a time to die

A time to cry
a time to lie
a time to smile
and a time to try

A time of abscence
a time of need
a time for prayer
and a time to grieve

A time to remember
a time to forget
a time to forgive
a time to give

There's a time for everything
a time for peace
A time for rememberance
and a time when we believe

You're Perfect

You're perfect,
you're perfect
in my eyes
for you are this
with no tries
you're poetry, no lies
you're poetic with those sighes
you are eccentric, realize.

You are selective, perceptive, collective,
eruptive, when you can't find what you want, but submissive sometimes
you're my kind, every line in my rhyme
you are, but not even a bit short,
the poet of my time.

Ti'e

In-Class...Sinting

Deflowered Petalz Convention

Ravish. Accuse. Peruse. Elude.
The demon of the past still cruise,
these shoes. Bemuse of the car I drove,
I drove, to a city of laws, who knows
Who knows? That a child with flaws only grows,
They grow, to believe that a life this cold
So cold, should end with a cough of the crow
This low, walks around with a vibe and some prose
Some pros Reminisce about life indoors, in clothes
Covered up in a corner tipping toes, it shows.


The tier, the tire, the trier,
The dryer. The flyer, the ‘mire
I’m alone said the buyer, the seller, and the dealer
It’s a known, they figure, he figures, we figure
It’s dawn but it’s cooler, the ruler, the fuller
We are, is the bigger, the better the mullah
We confused, fuck the stealer, ‘we’re fools!’
said the lady with a lisp in the corner
but we’re strong, were wronged
so long. Hey Woman! Woman! Woman! Be strong!

D

Mid-terms All The Way

It's October 15th and I believe, the 6th or 7th week of the school semester; being as it goes up to 14-weeks tops. It's time for midterms! This is where everything you've learnt from the day you entered the damn class to this very day.You are put to the test....'are you fit enough to take this home?!!' My plans for this year's mid-term is orange juice, time, and a little fun. Yup! I said FUN. Relax, it is only the mid-term, after all, there's the final exam (only a whopping 7 weeks after your mid-term) and there is also 1 or 2 more tests and projects to do before the exam.
Tonight, I'm wrapping up the school part of studying and is on my way home to complete the remaining 79836587354273598 pages left to study. Toodles.

Just In...

Just received this in my mail:


MAYA ANGELOU'S' BEST POEM EVER A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ... enough money within her control to move out and rent a place of her own, even if she never wants to or needs to... A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ... something perfect to wear if the employer, or date of her dreams wants to see her in an hour... A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ... a youth she's content to leave behind.... A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ... a past juicy enough that she's looking forward to retelling it in her old age.... A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ..... a set of screwdrivers, a cordless drill, and a black lace bra... A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ... one friend who always makes her laugh... and one who lets her
cry... A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE .... a good piece of furniture not previously owned by anyone else in >her family... A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ... eight matching plates, wine glasses with stems, and a recipe for a meal, that will make her guests feel honored... A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ... a feeling of control over her destiny... EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... how to fall in love without losing herself.. EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... how to quit a job, break up with a lover, and confront a friend without; ruining the friendship.. . EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... when to try harder... and WHEN TO WALK AWAY... EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... that she can't change the length of her calves the width of her hips, or the nature of her parents.. EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... that her childhood may not have been perfect..but it's over... EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW.. what she would and wouldn't do for love or more... EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... how to live alone... even if she doesn't like it... EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW.. whom she can trust whom she can't, and why she shouldn't take it personally.. . EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... where to go... be it to her best friend's kitchen table... or a charming inn in the woods... when her soul needs soothing... EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... what she can and can't acc omplish in a day... a month...and a year...

Streptobacilli

(1.) Streptobacilli

(2)....stained with carbol fuchsin

[We] spend two days of every week looking at these genera's including the clostridium, the cocci, and spirochete. More cool, juicy details....yaaahh...

Career Choices & Hobbies

...and more. This is how I'd start putting my ideas down since I seem to lose EVERY PIECE OF MEDIA I use. I guess this way I'd be able to keep it and know exactly where to get it, just as long as the internet reigns.
I'll start simple. I've always wanted to be a forensic scientist, a photographer, a writer, a doctor or nurse, an ecologist, a flight attendant, and/or an orchestra player. A few mentioned are hobbies and the others what I would like to try or do for a career. I love the idea of traveling, I love listening and playing all types of music (trumpet player here!), I like the environment and the way things work. The biological sense and chemistry of our habitat, including animals and insects, the whole works. I care a lot about others, I enjoy both reading and writing, capturing memories or just...having some plain old fun with my camera, and finally, the fascinatin of the human body, it thrills me. That has little to do with forensic science I know, but that is only a part of it. This may also freak some folks out but I would like to work in a lab of dead people, autopsy.

I'm Back!!

Where did I go? No where, yet I'm back from no where. Actually, I've been inspired tonight to continue my blogs considering the fact that they were only poetical blogs but almost mediocre. Those have been deleted so this will become a fresh start. This .... is also my introduction: Student, 20, in love!