Property of Pigeons - Short Fictions

My Property Fresh Bwoy Artin Artin on the beat Kamunyweze ono gwenina Eky'obugagga kyokka kyenina Kamunyweze ono gwenina My woman my property Hmmm, my property My woman is my property Hmmm, my property My woman is my property She's my property My chapatti My Bughatti My Yorghurt She's my property Mukwano mbadde saagala nkusakate Baby ekimotoka nvuga kikekete Naye sifaayo njagala ezange ozimekete Abo tebakulimba laavu yaabwe yaggete Baagala just your pomp pomp bawete Naye askari wo sijja ku baganya Nkimanyi bu smart wire bukkubaganya Gwe ky'obugagga kyenina ekyo ky'olina omanya Era laavu bwe luba lugendo baby gwe panya Hmm naguze najjolo Kuuma my kiwojjolo Era ayagala blow Kwata ku kiwojjolo I like the way she wine pon de beat Fan fiesta put on repeat Me like the way she wine pon de beat Me and my babe everyday we're lit My woman is better than yours Mwe temumunyiiza mumuggye mu biboozi Yeah, she's better than dem by far Oba mukweke wa abayaaye bangi bamufa Asana kweka mu bbanka Sirimba omwana alina work Okumufuna nesiimye yali luck Simuta ne bw'ompa ceeke eri blank Akuba tamanyi skunk Natamiira laavu ye am drunk Naka, ekirungi kye tasala myaka Fresh Bwoy ntuula mu buli track I like the way she wine pon de beat Fan fiesta put on repeat Me like the way she wine pon de beat Me and my babe everyday we're lit And this you're my babe My Fresh Bwoy ma babe Oooh Gwe ky'obugagga kyenina ekyo ky'olina omanya Era laavu bwe luba lugendo baby gwe panya Hmm naguze najjolo Kuuma my kiwojjolo Era ayagala blow Kwata ku kiwojjolo Anjagala bya ddala My woman anjagala bya ddala Abayaaye bamukubira tapickinga Ono owange tancheatinga Anyumirwa obuviiri bwe natintinga Essimu agikuba baby tabeepinga Eno true love Anjagala mu bugagga ne mu bwavu

I want smoke, bitch we want some more Every time they see me, hmm, hmm, hmm Hmm, hmm, hmm, let the rockers gun These niggas fucking up they name I'm not okay with that He gon' be mad when I put dick all in lil baby back Top shelf, you niggas smokin' cookie in lil baby sacks Had to take the Smith apart and clean it tryin' to shake it back You try to give me five, you know what's up and I ain't shaking that I don' did some shits that I ain't regret and I ain't takin' back Niggas acting like they want me dead, I got to stay with strap Bitches get it too when I found out where niggas laying at Pussy niggas dissin' in posts, I'm tryna up the score Heard them niggas said they blowing smoke Well bitch we want some more Met a crip that like the way I rock, he tried to put me on With due respect, I bang 11, 100 for my niggas gone Pussy hoe, make you stuff this glock up in your pussy hoe It's poppin' whoa, niggas touch my blow We letting choppers go I'ma go, fuck who acting scared 'cause nigga I'ma go Mama know I copped another chop' This bitch geronimo, it's time to go Bitch them shooters hold me down, them slide for sure Driving through my jets with cameras out, these niggas slide for sure Pussy niggas say they pumping steam Well bitch we want some more I ain't trying to pain a niggas shirt I'm tryna touch his 'fro Bitch nigga, watch the way to talk if you ain't really cut Big dog, I'ma big dog, you niggas really puff If we spare your life to get your brother, you might give him up Fuck that, you can drop me off, ain't got to pick me up And leave me walkin' through that bitch, like I was born and raised You stick your nose up in this shit and catch and early grave Hell na, we don't wait for nights, you can get popped today Fuck that, find me seven bags and send them out today Them niggas heard I got a check they say they robbing me Armed and dangerous like I own a private property Wolf until it's time to go to war, you niggas casualties Raise in the bricks, fuck your gang, free the faculty Bitch nigga, you ain't never lived what you rappin' about I lost my dog, it set us up and took the savage route Niggas dyin' young round this bitch, I got my rachet out Couple niggas playin' both sides tryna hatch it out But I can't change up on my niggas, it's forever there I give a fuck who say they real, these niggas fuck with rats I got some people out the way to catch this cookie packs That's 50,000 in all dubs, what you looking at Cut throat, we the niggas with sleeves out your front door Ohh, ohh, I heard that nigga working with the popo Spent time, I be with the sickle like I'm Ocho Oh no, I can't leave my strap, that's a no no Hol' on, nigga talkin' hands he getting stole on First down I'm bullies, pussy nigga go along Niggas never talk about the shit they done prolonged Back when we was yellin', go hard, you used to go home Pussy hoe, make you stuff this glock up in your pussy hoe (Bitch) It's poppin' whoa, niggas touch my blow (My mama nigga) We letting choppers go (Bitch, don't fuck with me nigga) I'ma go, fuck who acting scared 'cause nigga I'ma go (You're fuckin' crazy nigga) Mama know I copped another chop' (Everything lit) (This bitch geronimo)

This goofys been playin be trappers so Please get the fuck off my propiety (out, out) This goofys been playin be trappers so Please get the fuck off my propiety (out, out) This goofys been playin be trappers so Please get the fuck off my propiety (uh) This goofys been playin be trappers so Please get the fuck off my propiety (out, out) They flew me straight to L.A to pull of your house, make a robbery They flew me straight from Spain, Atlanta [?] an armery Me vine pa qui a L.A había alguien en mi propiety Me fumo una L y con tote I gotta take care of my propiety [?] trap, I been racing [?] savages They call me the kid from the jungle [?] like a tiger bitch They call me to pull up and kill [?] a shit Take the fly, took a pill, wake up on rock shit Estamo' prendio' en la zona, el flaco está por tu zona Te busco, te encuentro, te tiro, te marco como Maradona Me follo a las cuatro y a cuatro están hablando mal idioma Me dice yo quiero ser trapper so papi saca la pistola Pull up, click clack bang, still on your body You ain't heard from me, cause' I'm nobody You may heard from Hawkers, you may [?] from Rari' (or Royce) You may [?] from your bitch, on the low botando el chapi Then just pussy boy casper, real man, how's the deal? In the street you're quit to work, homie you get kill Now I get new deal, pay me to make me feel Feed K on the day, just to make the fair the deal Tengo que follarme un par de putas, par de putas más que son gemelas Son blanquitas como Donald Trump, español papi en la primera Todo lo que me sale de la picha, bitch I'm always running presidention Fuck that hoes, what I'm eating is pizza Get a million for my motivation Me pagaron pa' venir aquí, el sicario de todos los sacones Ella siempre quiere más de mi, pero el Keo rompe corazones No interrumpa mami no me toques, no me tires más no me provoques Give a fuck, I don't even know her It's for the money and for killing posers This goofys been playin be trappers so Please get the fuck off my propiety (out, out) This goofys been playin be trappers so Please get the fuck off my propiety (get out) This goofys been playin be trappers so Please get the fuck off my propiety (uh) This goofys been playin be trappers so Please get the fuck off my propiety (out, out) I'm the one who's sleep here, I'm the one being lit here They being just think care, woah I like no [?] Soy el único que graba aquí, soy el único que vive aquí Si entra uno en falta por aquí, [?] he's gonna rest in peace Puta rata quieren de mi clase, bout' to hit it, papi no te pases Mejor vuelve pa' casa de tu padres, que tu mama ta' pa' castigarte Geordie bitch for a blowjob, make a move on the low low Make here selling dope bro, get my money real pronto I'm use to [?], I was broke [?] taxes Make the hit in a half day, grow up like propane Always all day [?], fuck real [?] Roll Royce make me anwsers (skrt!), [?] I'mma take out L.A, from Spain to the bay Skinny got a lot of hate, don't stay on my place Trap lord en españa, rookie por el [?] Me lo escribio mientras me la chupan y te dejamos tumbao' No no, vuelva por aquí, [?] get out (uh) This goofys been playin be trappers so Please get the fuck off my propiety (out, out) This goofys been playin be trappers so Please get the fuck off my propiety (get out) This goofys been playin be trappers so Please get the fuck off my propiety (uh) This goofys been playin be trappers so Please get the fuck off my propiety (out, out) Propiety propiety propiety, do never step on my propiety Propiety propiety propiety, do never step on my propiety Propiety propiety propiety, never ever on my propiety Propiety propiety propiety, I'm gonna punch your ass off of my propiety

A muffled battle cry across the kitchen table A baffling contretemps that shakes the day unstable Confessions from the cab a habit that I got from dad The flurry of departure in a cyclone of cologne Would often devastate the gate and hedge And set our tiny teeth on edge I see it in me now and pledge To knock it on the head that's what I'll do A muffled battle cry across the kitchen table Bridges up portcullis down and round the Tower of Babel I'm babbling in my dreams of blue berserkers coming at me Eyes and tongues and rusty knives And God almighty laughing at me From a fat boy fishing chair I wake to find you laughing there It's nice to know how much you care Decided I should spend my life with you We protect our little fictions Like it's all we are Little wilderness mementos But there's only you and me here Fire breathing Hold tight Waiting for the original miracle I'm trying to focus on the issues of the day please Your paper's upside down The radio's in Chinese These little tremors that are ripping through our rituals That friction up the interaction Emanate from quite the greatest Thing that ever happened to A pair of boozy bowerbirds Like me and you In other words The alligator pear inside of you We protect our little fictions When we bow to fear Little wilderness mementos But there's only you and me here Fire breathing Hold tight Waiting for the original miracle Fire breathing Hold tight Life is the original miracle Let's get old Dare you now Mix blood with me All in Love is the original miracle Let's get old Dare you now Mix blood with me All in Love is the original miracle Love is the original miracle

I can only be so convincing I want this so genuinely I could write a song in a day that I know you would like But it all means so much more to me No, simple chords or melodies Might hit a million streams but it don't feel right And you live 300 miles away And you never spoke to me that way before The occasion might arise but I'm not holding my breath So I know it may sound insincere I'm so glad just to be here with you Who am I trying to impress? I never thought at 23 I'd feel this bad But I never take for granted times we've had And all the time that I spent wishing I were dead I'm gonna take it back now, I'm sorry that I never said That you've made a life that's worth living On bad days I've got friends to see On good days I forget the end is so near So I'll learn to appreciate the people who tell me the way they feel I never said we had to be the best (and we're surely not)

I spent the day inside I hadn't eaten the whole night I could not sleep a wink I felt so far from alright Thoughts that make my head spin I'll think them all over again To me it's everything To you it's just a passing sight I miss your voice, I hear it sing Through apartment walls, Niagara Street South Oakland, Pittsburgh, 2014 "A majority of the police force has been assigned to the crowded highways outside this deserted city. And citizens remaining in New York may have to protect themselves from the cranks and looters known to be roaming the streets. From the Weather Bureau: The temperature stood at 110 degrees at 11 o'clock this morning. Humidity 91%. Forecast for tomorrow... Forecast for tomorrow... Hot. More of the same, only hotter." "Stop it." "I don't care. Who are they kidding with this weather report stuff? Ladies and gentlemen, tomorrow, you can fry eggs on sidewalks, heat up soup in the ocean, and get help from wandering maniacs if you choose. What do you mean, 'panic'? Who's left to panic? Ladies and gentlemen, I'm told that my departing from the script might panic you, and— Let me alone! Do you hear me? Let me alone! Let go of me! Let me alone!" Sometimes I have this dream I'm going for a hike and discover a remote farmhouse on fire Children are calling for help from the upper windows So I call the fire brigade But they don't come Because some mad person keeps telling them that this is a false alarm The situation is getting more and more desperate, but I cannot convince the firemen to get going I cannot wake up from this nightmare