Suki Sunner
LML
ELEMEL
LOVE. MUSIC. LAUGHTER
(Music. Fashion. charity)
The purpose of my life is unclear to me
Although I fully accept our existence scientifically
The path forwards is uncleared to me
I’ve yet to discover my destiny
Many people in the same boats as me
Love it or hate me
I have a lyrically inclined mind to rhyme
So that’s something nobody is stopping
Imperfections cover me scars from my history
I have no guilt inside of me
Just fear for jealousy
The world is a cruel place
The world is tough
To choose what you believe in is enough to get you in trouble
Seeking lemonade to empower the masses
Got me untangling my hair long black tresses
I can’t see the future
Only my past
Every step I move further on my path
Feeling so alone
Feeling blue
Theses nothing that can release this feeling
Old or new
Rebelled from the beginning
For the sake of my pride
Starting a new leaf, river tide
Keeps on running with the time
What mine is yours and mine
I sell coffee, I sell sea shells
Why people follow me it’s hard to tell
Sun Child
So she sat up in the darkness
A smell of sweet tobacco
The light shines through the cracks
She hugs her pillow
Thoughts of we thoughts of she
Whispers prayer in the breeze
Slowly air rushes in beneath the window
She thinks of times she was free
Marching through the hallways
Of a school, or an office maybe
All the years pondering for
A future non of us can see
Burnt orange petals fall to the ground
The hibiscus plant fading
Watering the flower she
Kneels in the rays of sun
The sun child flourishes in the sun
Thoughts of time undone
Dancing through the raindrops
Lavishing in the wind
This moon child daughter
Has a heart of gold
Shattered pieces symphonic
Broken but so full
Radical ideas flow in memory
Past neat flows through her like a melody
Musical charms chingle
Past party’s where we mingle
Oh to love again she yearns
All of the money spent was earned
Mothers ashes in an urn
Oh the summers gone
The winters cold chill
Memories mar her presence
A time gone, a presence wasted
On what was and what will be
The Princess is Her
Aah ah haa Kaurins words on a sheet, gimme a beat…
Roll out the baseline fish me a hook, Always in the kitchen
Doing prep Marinating my mind, spicing meat
Cutting veg I’m a lyric book
Stuff that chicken giblets look
Guts outside your frame picture that
Welterweight boxer frame that’s me Sukh
Double left jab and a right hook
These rhymes in my mind are addictive
Heads got holes in it like a sieve
Mashing up the airwaves like div
Literal D I V
Different India victor, listen sit
Stirring up those letters a crossword hit
Mercury useable in temperature gauging
That’s liquid, one quid, two quid
One pound per play, I said it
Your it she’s it he’s it pass it bitch
Mind on my money like cheese on a sandwich
Sands of time and a wicked witch
Broomstick games, sky no pitch
Player player beat slayer pass me a stick
Hold down my team like a pimp shit
Stay mad at ho’s yea I do
Sewing my threads that cross stitch
I’m loosing it em said so
Where’s my therapist
Don’t envy our jobs we take all the shit
I chose my position ill stick with it
Come and go, cunts we know
So damn smart they call me the oracle
Pearls round my ankles flowers in my hair
The only game I play truth or dare
Beats on deck drum kit snare
808 and 16 bars
In love and war all is fair
That king of beats got mighty hair
(Hook)
The princess is here and I don’t care
The princess is here so fight fair
Caring is sharing so share
I know your listening so there
