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Beware Of Most Girls (Unreleased Song) - by Alfred

Verse One:
Most Girls just wanna have sex with you/
They have no class and no curfew/
They attend to the make up just to seduce/
But that which lyes beneath is unattended to/
When they gather with their friends in their dressing room/
They tell tales of who they did and didn't do/
Who give 'em how much, they used on new shoes/
Who is their next prey and how he looks/
All she cares about is sex and new designer shoes/
Clothes too that don't cover all that it should/
Clothes no decent woman would ever choose/
They love to hook looks from the bosom of fools/
Whose got lots of Doe with no assets in tow/
Who are about to fall and hurt more than their nose/
She maybe the prettiest girl you know/
But many lye wounded who didn't say "No"/

Verse Two:
They may look like the best thing since sliced bread/
But they would reduce you to a crust of bread/
Sex is a curse, when not, on a matrimonial bed/
More than fluids are exchanged when U go there/
There is a spiritual bonding in the atmosphere/
Demons are exchanged so U both could share/
The same problems that snap at your rear/
Even though it's just a one night experience/
And U would never see her again even if you search/
Her problems are now yours, cause when/
U break the hedge, the devil will be there/
The serpent always bites the hand that goes there/
Adultery is fun and demon possession's door/
Demons aren't only in those who roll on the floor/
A girl could have more demons than pints of blood/
And look cool, like 'AIDS' infected ones/

Verse Three:
Not all that glitters is polished gold/
Not all that's Sweet's from a honey comb/
Save yourself from seductions solid hold/
It's better to prevent a cold than cure a cold/
Don't go because many men walk that road/
It's better to have no friends than have a stone/
Written R.I.P, with your name above/
A loose woman would do just that to your soul/
Give your bones to the dogs, and flesh to the crows/
Many lye dead at her manicured toes/
Do not become one of them, please do not go/
Any lady that wants to do U without a ring which shows/
Both of you are married is a carnivorous foe/
Run away from those who say my thinking is old/
They will abandon U when the results show/
It's obvious, abstinence is the best way to go/

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Our Boys In Blue - a poem by Alfred

Through Cold or Heat, Through Strength or Pain/
They Carry our Troubles, All Night, All Day/
They Risk their Future, To Keep us Safe/
Have you said a Prayer, For a Cop today?/
Without Police, No one would be Safe/
Bodies would paint the Street like Syria Today/
After the West played Chess and won the Game/
Have you said a Prayer, For a Cop today?/
Without Police in America, today/
Your Head and Your Body could be in different States/
One Part in Alabama, The Other part Up-State/
Have you said a Prayer, For a Cop today?/
We owe our Lives to Our Boys In Blue/
They carry the weight of the Red, White, and Blue/
And make it a Nation all Nations come to/
Have you said Thanks, To a Cop today?/

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The Body Inside Your Body Is Not Your Body - a poem by Alfred

They say, every woman has the Right to do what she likes with her body/
But the Body inside your Body is not your body/
A baby is not the Mother, And the Mother is not the baby/
A Bentley is not the Driver, And the Driver is not the Bentley/
Your baby is not you, It's just Parked in your Body/
But if your Baby is your body, Why Abort your own body/
Let's not rename Murder, in other to commit Murder/
Let's not rename Genocide, and call it Parental Planning/
Or Planned Parenthood or Family Planning/
What kind of Parental Plan suggests killing the family?/
How can you be Pro-Choice by robbing the baby's choice?/
The decision to Live or Die belongs to the Life involved/
How dare you choose Death without hearing the Baby's voice/
The Pro-Choice movement is Anti-Choice/

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Rather Than Hate The Rich, Become Rich - a poem by Alfred

Crucify the Rich, Burn them at the Stake/
Punish them for succeeding, where the rest of us has failed/
Their Remote controls the State like the TV channels they made/
Only 1 per cent are safe, 99 per cent are slaves/
Occupy the 1 per cent, Hello to Project Eliminate/
We don't need rich people in the world, walk 'em to their grave/
Like Marie Antoinette, and then We Would Eat Cake/
All Rich People are Evil, Greedy, and Really Vain/
Away with Rich people, Let us dig their graves/
They plan to dig ours, I can see it in their ways/
Who needs the Rich to build Banks, Skyscrapers, and Planes/
Who needs the Rich to build Rockets to take us to Outer Space/
Wealth can't create more jobs than poverty makes/
Poverty is what this country needs, take wealth away/
Destroy the Rich to make the world a better place/
I hate Rich people, even though I work all day/
I'm sure it's no so I could be Rich some day/
And if I get Rich I would give it all away/
Because I hate Riches, I'…