TSHEPISO MOHAPI MAN DOWN – I USED TO LOVE YOU

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1 Samuel 25

David and the Wife of Nabal
2 Now there was a man in Maon whose business was in Carmel, and the man was very rich. He had three thousand sheep and a thousand goats. And he was shearing his sheep in Carmel. 3 The name of the man was Nabal, and the name of his wife Abigail. And she was a woman of good understanding and beautiful appearance; but the man was harsh and evil in his doings. He was of the house of Caleb.

4 When David heard in the wilderness that Nabal was shearing his sheep, 5 David sent ten young men; and David said to the young men, “Go up to Carmel, go to Nabal, and greet him in my name. 6 And thus you shall say to him who lives in prosperity: ‘Peace be to you, peace to your house, and peace to all that you have! 7 Now I have heard that you have shearers. Your shepherds were with us, and we did not hurt them, nor was there anything missing from them all the while they were in Carmel. 8 Ask your young men, and they will tell you. Therefore let my young men find favor in your eyes, for we come on a feast day. Please give whatever comes to your hand to your servants and to your son David.’”

9 So when David’s young men came, they spoke to Nabal according to all these words in the name of David, and waited.

10 Then Nabal answered David’s servants, and said, “Who is David, and who is the son of Jesse? There are many servants nowadays who break away each one from his master. 11 Shall I then take my bread and my water and my meat that I have killed for my shearers, and give it to men when I do not know where they are from?”

12 So David’s young men turned on their heels and went back; and they came and told him all these words. 13 Then David said to his men, “Every man gird on his sword.” So every man girded on his sword, and David also girded on his sword. And about four hundred men went with David, and two hundred stayed with the supplies.

14 Now one of the young men told Abigail, Nabal’s wife, saying, “Look, David sent messengers from the wilderness to greet our master; and he reviled them. 15 But the men were very good to us, and we were not hurt, nor did we miss anything as long as we accompanied them, when we were in the fields. 16 They were a wall to us both by night and day, all the time we were with them keeping the sheep. 17 Now therefore, know and consider what you will do, for harm is determined against our master and against all his household. For he is such a scoundrel[b] that one cannot speak to him.”

18 Then Abigail made haste and took two hundred loaves of bread, two skins of wine, five sheep already dressed, five seahs of roasted grain, one hundred clusters of raisins, and two hundred cakes of figs, and loaded them on donkeys. 19 And she said to her servants, “Go on before me; see, I am coming after you.” But she did not tell her husband Nabal.

20 So it was, as she rode on the donkey, that she went down under cover of the hill; and there were David and his men, coming down toward her, and she met them. 21 Now David had said, “Surely in vain I have protected all that this fellow has in the wilderness, so that nothing was missed of all that belongs to him. And he has repaid me evil for good. 22 May God do so, and more also, to the enemies of David, if I leave one male of all who belong to him by morning light.”

23 Now when Abigail saw David, she dismounted quickly from the donkey, fell on her face before David, and bowed down to the ground. 24 So she fell at his feet and said: “On me, my lord, on me let this iniquity be! And please let your maidservant speak in your ears, and hear the words of your maidservant. 25 Please, let not my lord regard this scoundrel Nabal. For as his name is, so is he: Nabal[c] is his name, and folly is with him! But I, your maidservant, did not see the young men of my lord whom you sent. 26 Now therefore, my lord, as the Lord lives and as your soul lives, since the Lord has held you back from coming to bloodshed and from avenging yourself with your own hand, now then, let your enemies and those who seek harm for my lord be as Nabal. 27 And now this present which your maidservant has brought to my lord, let it be given to the young men who follow my lord. 28 Please forgive the trespass of your maidservant. For the Lord will certainly make for my lord an enduring house, because my lord fights the battles of the Lord, and evil is not found in you throughout your days. 29 Yet a man has risen to pursue you and seek your life, but the life of my lord shall be bound in the bundle of the living with the Lord your God; and the lives of your enemies He shall sling out, as from the pocket of a sling. 30 And it shall come to pass, when the Lord has done for my lord according to all the good that He has spoken concerning you, and has appointed you ruler over Israel, 31 that this will be no grief to you, nor offense of heart to my lord, either that you have shed blood without cause, or that my lord has avenged himself. But when the Lord has dealt well with my lord, then remember your maidservant.”

32 Then David said to Abigail: “Blessed is the Lord God of Israel, who sent you this day to meet me! 33 And blessed is your advice and blessed are you, because you have kept me this day from coming to bloodshed and from avenging myself with my own hand. 34 For indeed, as the Lord God of Israel lives, who has kept me back from hurting you, unless you had hurried and come to meet me, surely by morning light no males would have been left to Nabal!” 35 So David received from her hand what she had brought him, and said to her, “Go up in peace to your house. See, I have heeded your voice and respected your person.”

36 Now Abigail went to Nabal, and there he was, holding a feast in his house, like the feast of a king. And Nabal’s heart was merry within him, for he was very drunk; therefore she told him nothing, little or much, until morning light. 37 So it was, in the morning, when the wine had gone from Nabal, and his wife had told him these things, that his heart died within him, and he became like a stone. 38 Then it happened, after about ten days, that the Lord struck Nabal, and he died.

39 So when David heard that Nabal was dead, he said, “Blessed be the Lord, who has pleaded the cause of my reproach from the hand of Nabal, and has kept His servant from evil! For the Lord has returned the wickedness of Nabal on his own head.”

And David sent and proposed to Abigail, to take her as his wife. 40 When the servants of David had come to Abigail at Carmel, they spoke to her saying, “David sent us to you, to ask you to become his wife.”

41 Then she arose, bowed her face to the earth, and said, “Here is your maidservant, a servant to wash the feet of the servants of my lord.” 42 So Abigail rose in haste and rode on a donkey, attended by five of her maidens; and she followed the messengers of David, and became his wife. 43 David also took Ahinoam of Jezreel, and so both of them were his wives.

44 But Saul had given Michal his daughter, David’s wife, to Palti[d] the son of Laish, who was from Gallim.

Hi friends in the LORD –

 

With a broken heart and a very frustrated spirit – I bring this poetry below home.

Kindly see . . .

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TSHEPISO MOHAPI MAN DOWN – I USED TO LOVE YOU

So herein lies our lives – I have even brought out your name
Can’t stop seeing your demise – Tshepiso you walk in shame
Still in denial about your love – but in sorcery you’re a flame
Baby how I used to love you – until you turned me into a slave

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For two years straight I adored you – despite all of your ways
Never have I sacrificed my life for a man – withered in all my days
I lay myself flat – lost all I had – despite that I remained ablaze
In love with a fool that was happy to use me as a puppet and not be fazed

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Now that you’re dying – you’re getting more evil – nothing inside me wants you
Despite that I cannot help but remember that there was a time my heart did want you
You made me hate you – despise and degrade you – when I once wanted to fame you
Nothing inside still wants to adore you – but I’m tormented by everything you won’t do

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You can never have me Tshepiso it’s over – I was anyways never yours
You had me on a silver platter – I served and had you adored
Instead you fronted and gave me your back – then collected all those whores
Having made your bed now – lie in it my dear – in my life are closed all your doors

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It’s bad enough you treated a queen like trash lying to the entire world about me
But you went ahead in November 2014 – and married a woman that wasn’t me
I found out a year later – was shattered and tried to explain away that Jezebel you took
But one year after that heartbreak – I am finally awake – yet selfishly you won’t close that book!

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You haunt me with sorcery – you smash my family – I am a slave among them today
Wrong in their ways they’ve been – but you’ve added to their disease – in poverty do I lay
You hope to laugh at me – when I struggle even to write poetry – but you need all I say
Can’t live without me – yet you killed my reach to you – yet strangely you still want me on display

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I refuse to believe – dear old love Tshepiso – that your sorcery has killed my life
I am crying – not understanding, why God won’t release me so I can be to His son a wife
In chains do I live – unable to move, a jail cell – your obsession is on my throat a lonely knife
Yet despite the prison I am in – you still in lust are livid – like a maggot you feed off my strife

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How do you do that? It’s because you destroyed your own life – and before you did I warned you
Now at the hollows of my destroyed life – you persist to worsen my blues
Living like Cinderella – I will never be okay until I find my independence again
But you love to watch me suffer and while that may be your bread butter – recall that I am used to rain

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I grew up in this hostility – it just got worse when I got saved – therefore I can bleed and still smile
That is not enough for you – enough that I am bleeding, you still continue to rape me from a mile
I have no clue what God is doing – but he sees my daily tears – how I’ve been reduced to a dung pile
Among a family of gawkers who I fear as I live among them – expecting that I’ll never rise -I feel defiled

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No one has my best interests at heart – that is the blister wound I am daily having to attend to
Then each morning I wake up to learn of your perversion – and I look to God for a clue
I feel so forsaken – not sure where I am going – nothing in sight that I did not lose
Unable to figure how I will even be able to fix my life when I can’t even get an interview

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Not only am I unable to get an interview – if I did miraculously get one, I would have to be a man
Hustle for money to get me there – and should I get the job – hustle again for a month if I can
So there you are knowing that I have shelter and food – but nothing else really – yet in hope you stand
Hope that a woman living in fear, unable even to buy airtime will accommodate your lustful brand

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You hope to convert me into a prostitute Tshepiso – messing even with my family and peace
Making them worse towards me than they would be – this so that I would be to you a piece of meat
I see you as a rapist – a man with no self control – a demon walking with heavy lust on the street
A human trafficker – a stalker – a robber – a ghost – a criminal – yet you think I’ll lay in your sheets

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I came here to write this poetry – hoping to remind myself that I once did love you
But I rather gag that a man I once adored – can at the sane time have so many lose screws
Blood is thicker than water – I love my family – even as they crush me – them I’ll always choose
So nothing will ever make me abandon my roots – not even all your witchcraft that has me bruised

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I can’t have it all – so I settle for what they give – I am not looking to be loved – I am looking to love
You should know that well – how I loved you despite disease – though in sorcery you daily basked
It’s because in God I am chosen – meaning I love those who hate me – whose ways wont last
Your days of terror have ended in my life – now it’s time to choose how the rest of yours are carved

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You can choose Tshepiso – to continue stalking me – in the shadows mocking me – or chose Christ

You can choose to live a lie – to Satan be a wife – and in my life be a poltergeist
Moving hatred into my family, my friends, my prospects – but in your little dungeon continue to cry
Or your can taste the light – accept what you have lost in me – choose life or accept you’ll die

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My heart bleeds daily – not a single moment fades where all my losses do not obliterate me
I however make it to each new day, laugh and smile though in pain – though my every fibre bleeds
The reason for that is that I live in the light – with Christ I have might – hope in Him is all that feeds
I look at my dead ends – this life that does not make sense – and I stay alive because I still believe

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You Tshepiso – while being in a dead end like me – have no such light feeding your situation
You wake up in the dark-live each day in the dark-go to bed, eat sleep-exist in the consummation
The consummation of your entire being in a pitch black night – you know nothing of illumination
Consumed by your witchcraft – your lust – your grime – your illness – your obsessive divinations

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That is not a life and you know it – while it may give you pleasure to watch me suffer
At the end of the day your teenage lifestyle – mixed with the occult will always make you stutter
My pain, my rut – the hatred that reigns around me – will not change facts despite being in a gutter
Facts that you lost me – facts that I’m great woman – facts that I am innocent – facts that mutter

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They mutter to you in the night like a lunatic hearing voices in his head ringing over and over
You can’t get over the fact that you lost me – therefore over my every move you continue to hover
Feeling butch like you’re Satan himself when I write to express my pain as a Gospel lover
You laugh at my Cinderella life – laugh at my losses – laugh at this brokenness that smothers

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With it all you wear pride as a necklace – though being a pointless walker diseased with hatred
I hate that I have to watch your arrogance – wondering to God why He lets you walk naked
Naked all over my life – with your hanging loins offending all that I have ever held sacred
But I recall one thing – my pain is deep and no one cares – but YOU!! You’re heaven’s forsaken

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I am forsaken by all flesh and blood that I have ever held dear to my heart
Mere mortals who fleet – who cannot be trusted – they have left me to unfairly depart
I however am kept in a bunch by an unchanging God whose been with me from the start
A God who does not change His mind – who is moved not by the wicked and their darts

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Tshepiso Mohapi – unlike me dear animal – you have numbers of flesh and blood supporters
People who are willing to watch an innocent woman die – because like you – they’re in rigour mortis
DEAD in trespasses and sins – hateful of the disciples of Jesus and take Satan’s orders
GOD however – will have nothing to do with your ways – He has engulfed you within His borders

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This God is Almighty – the One in whom I have believed – He looks at you and all your fans
Laughs at your ways for He knows your days in tyranny are numbered – He sees rather His plans
He sees that you think you are the bausssss Sangoma up in these streets who over God scans
But in a single blow He’s going to shatter you- your bones – showing you that HE is God not man!!

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You arrogant mere mortal who walks like a prostitute’s pimp thinking Karabo can be your whore
You’re about to see flames from God who is jealous over His church – as you walk out the door!!
A cherished woman you have hoped to convert into a harlot – observe God mow you to the floor
The process has already started – but you feel covered – even your fans will want to settle a score!

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Karabo dear Tshepiso – is not your only victim – you are a serial rapist and misogynist
Thus prophecies that I fear not being able to prove? Well! Restraining orders are on your list
A COUPLE of women have reported you to courts – police – statutory rape is on your face like a fist
Living the life of a 16 year old, sleeping with teenagers – despite being over 30 is about the gist!

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So if you think you can continue to sit outside your cauldron messing up my life indefinitely
Well let us see how many sangoma’s you can visit behind prison bars – unless you flee
Oh right – you’re already planning that – want to leave the country to run from the police??
I don’t need you to leave me alone – I just need to wait for prison to control your occult disease

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I don’t suppose you can perform witchcraft from inside the state penitentiary – but not sure with you
Like I said above – you’re bordering on insanity – nothing works properly – your screws are lose
You may very well attempt to say a couple of incantations from inside a jail cell being a silly buffoon
But I doubt it – so if you want mercy – You will turn to Jesus and see what rather He can do!!

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You’re already in a buxom load of trouble and I am fed up to my bones with your dirty fingers
They’re in my family, my love life, my education, my career, my aspirations – my mission lingers
It lingers because you’re the thing that goes bump in my night – cheap music like wedding singers
Asking when will I be free – even when I forget you – like unruly insects you have painful stingers

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You cannot be that powerful – but I am aware of a bigger spiritual war that the church is in
You’re a collective sin – a pack, a hoard, a fleet – just something BULK that must go in the BIN!
Part of all these silly boys and girls feeling powerful because with Korobela they feel they win
Stupidity reigns in the hearts of these animals – hoping to find love in a demon’s skin

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Blocking marriages, pregnancies, lives altogether – except their own penises using Satan’s pins!!
These packs of wolves and hoard of clowns, as the fleet of cows they are drink Beelzebub’s gin!
A tonic they think will help them find love – but classless finds they get rather like a car’s tacky rims
Now a fool’s up in my grill since being a Koroblela lover found him a witch once the bottle spinned

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I am NOT one of your many harlots Tshepiso – Korobela does NOT work on me!!
I am covered by God – and while your loins may score some whores – me they don’t feed!
And the same thing goes for any other gangster on that Korobela tip that’s on my skin like a flea!!
You’ll never get me – though you try – it’s what I keep saying – a TRUE Christian you cannot steal!!

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Yet we have all these buggers – Tshepiso and the like – running around like headless chickens
Worldly and ghastly – with penises erect – injecting themselves into women using wickens
Your sangoma cannot make me unsaved and therefore available to be defiled by your pickles
Find yourself another Jezebel – they’re plenty – but I suspect you’ll keep trying as your loins are weakened

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I used to love you – foolishly I did – now stalking me has made you think that love can be revisited
I however don’t see how you can fathom I would want a future with a man whose already inhabited
You have made yourself one flesh – through heartlessly- with someone else, your future is inherited
Now that you see my virtue- what I meant for you – you think my poverty has your penis deposited

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I am a single Christian woman who fell in love with a fool that put a ring on a witch
I am a man’s future wife – not that you care – but get that I am not next to your meal as a side dish
While I may understand that such info is irrelevant to you – what matters is that I am not caught like fish
with the rod being your sorcery – the lure being my poverty – from there you conclude that I’m something you’ll “hit”

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Sadly for you too two years of schooling has done nothing – so you keep dunking me in a ditch
A ditch unfortunately because you’re with a woman you don’t know or love – your misery is rich
It’s telling on you through your sorcery – defiling your very being – so on your scar is no stitch
I however cannot be blamed for letting you rot – I gave you the gospel, but you chose being a witch

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I can’t help you any further – I know you will be jealous – of course you will be when I get taken
A woman you love- that you passed up – will on her wedding day leave you heavily laden
But God said come to me who are weary and heavily laden and I will give you rest – you’re shaken
If you won’t trust God- you’ll eventually see that your reliance on sorcery left you sorely mistaken

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So like John Legend – hear this and hear it well Tshepiso Mohapi – clearly, for you’re dusty
Baby when I used to love you – there’s nothing that I wouldn’t do – did you get that? Or hardly?
I went through the fire for you – anything you’d ask me to – Is it ringing yet? Or are you still crusty?
But I’m tired of living this lie – it’s getting harder to justify – I realise that I just don’t love you! Yes really!

NOT LIKE I USED TO!!

HALA HALA HALA HALA!!

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So leave me alone – I am weary of dissing you and still with it not getting a single word through
I have rapped, sung, danced – like below – Man down Rihanna said it – but you still have no clue!
While you may be content with being a man witch all your life – Christ has different plans for me that don’t include
Anything at all that has to do with some random dark thing slapping indefinitely my precious brood

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I’m getting delivered – I am getting married – I am getting freed and with it getting released
My people who suffer – the cause I have been fighting, you’re in my way like a mad disease
So after dancing my way to the end of you – I will finally with poetry PLUCK your fleas
Leave me alone Tshepiso the disease – there’s nothing left – except to seek Christ on your knees!

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Yes I get you love church – to stand before a congregation and talk rubbish like you understand
But what those poor folk don’t know is that you’re a full time spiritual whore collecting fans
While you sit in a pew – and look like fresh morning dew every Sunday – looking all holy and grand
What those around don’t know is the double life you live – a married homosexual buried in the sand

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A wild life you life – always in nightclubs with your littleness – living like a child like a grandpa there
Messing up lives of innocent women – picking them up on the street like litter just so your loins can declare
Declare that you’re bitter – spreading a disease – you and your wife are to the world a snare
Pretentious of holiness – but adding pestilence to the lives of your victims as you cheat to get squared

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A loveless marriage you entered – and now you’re a menace – even Dennis wags his head at you
A home wrecker of note – you make it your mission to destroy marriages since yours is ruined
A sore loser – don’t want to die alone – so on your way to the grave – you collect some reviews
After they’ve scored you in the sheets – they soon come to see – that your puss now on them oozed

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This here expose – is not only for me – but for every single teenage girl you have destroyed
For every woman you’ve stumbled – every lady you’ve crushed – a bomb is now on you deployed
A sick stalker you are – misogynistic and dumb to think you could carry on as a witch employed
In the church of Jesus Christ – as a false shepherd with a bitter agenda and unruly loins!

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Things had to get here – even used an image of yours online – turns out your name was not enough
A court order go get it if you’re brave to face authorities if the rest of your record you can snuff
But I suspect the parents of teenage girls you’ve statutorily raped and diseased will also say enough!
Not to mention the sexual harassment cases pending at your work – those ladies will also get you marked!

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A lose canon you have been and I will be the last of your victims – I will drive a nail into your cofiin
You’ve been a physical nuisance to many – as if that’s not too plenty – but to me a spiritual mess you’ve pinned
For three years dear dog, you have been like a fog – a dark cloud of witchcraft on me you manned
Now that your body is dying and in your cauldron you’re frying – you thought you could over me with dark deeds stand!!

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NO!! Booger!! I am in Christ – something you forgot to key into your demonic plans
You’ve tried to inject me with your dirty man parts ever since you married one of your silly fans
And on learning about my chastity – you stood on my career and abused life with hopes that scanned
The fact of my poverty – Papa Action love little girls – my weakness gave your penis strange plans!

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So you raped the living daylights out of me using your dingy nonsense – each time I fell you smiled
Each time my mama hurt me – my sister treated me badly – you sat behind your dark window wild!!
Waiting with bated breath for the day I will be on the street – so dear pimp Tshepiso can give me a child
A child despite being like a child myself – alongside a disease amidst my shattered life

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Preoccupied with the fact that I am not yet a mother – because like a typical fool you imagine that relevant
You imagine that a child in my stats will make me less eligible – shows how silly is your malevolence
Anything at all to mark your territory like an animal – except I am not yours – yet you want me pregnant
Dear man even if I was a single mother of triplets – I would still be a massive find for a brother intelligent!

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There’s a reason why God never let you touch me – what in the world would my life be like today?
If you had not left me to be vandalised by the world – I’d be married to a cheat and ultimately decay
The husband you are to Jezebel – you would surely be the same to me for you’re still the same clay
I would have been like Abigail – married to Nabal – an intelligent woman wed to a fool for days!!

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But see dear Tshepiso – I am a praying woman – thus while I may have tip toed around your style
God saw your heart – He saw your involvement in the occult – your sorcery – your ways so vile
Thus while I may have loved you – God protected me – crushed me out your way and yes I cried
For two years I mourned over a demon man – until I finally stopped when I saw you from a mile!

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Who in the world do you think you are? Nasty little criminal to imagine yourself my god??
What planet do you live in where a woman who finds you detestable will make you gold?
Oh right you live in lala land – your brain is fogged you’re insane – with drugs you imagined me bold
Planned to drug my body – after somehow getting a hold of me? Dude to what lying spirit have you been sold??

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Handsome – yes they make them pretty. These psychopaths – have you seen For Coloured girls??
Some beautiful man with a post traumatic illness threw his children out the window to their deaths
You’re cute – a typical hot boy – no wonder they let you destroy – but you’re nasty to gems and pearls
With that beautiful face – could be a chick if you lost weight – you kill women and little girls!!

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I was used to destroy you and your ways – a vessel to remove a demonic nuisance in the church
Someone had to it – I had to get hurt so that many women would finally be freed from your lurch
I fall in love easily – but I am also no nonsense – adore the LORD with a resolve that’s like a nurse
So after getting past me – men like you Tshepiso – never come out alive – it’s my call I – BURN!!

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I often cry to my LORD why He uses me this way – because my heart gets broken by these bums!
He says I’m the Wolverine of foolish men – built to terminate false shepherds and make them puns
That their hurting of me is always healed from – spitting their bullets out – then make them run
Run around like headless chickens trying to grasp me-and in their misses like cloths they’re wrung

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Drained of all their splendour – their glory dimmed – Jeremiah 25 – the destruction of false sheep
I have been called dear Tshepiso Mohapi – specifically to make deceivers like you weep!
Wetting your bed – erectile dysfunction – even the disease that in your body sleeps
Is because you messed with a woman of God – called to deal specifically with satanic creeps!!

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So if you still want to keep messing with me – continue – I have already effected your annihilation
I tried diplomacy – sound rebuke – but to a pig and a dog – I cast my pearls with no discretion
Yours was the worst case yet – but you’re not the only fool I am destroying with Godly passion
Thus do decide if you will continue like this – but my guns are loaded and deployed with precision

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Powered by Jesus – God Almighty – full of splendour – full of Glory – snuffing out Sodom
Burning with Fire and Brimstone Gomorrah – God has used His child to erase your odour
The very weakness of snake men in the church – has been used to discolour their posters
A woman – beautiful and chaste – outwardly weak – but inside is a built in rubbish man mower!!

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I have warned you many times – leave me alone – not sure how I’ll react next – but I will get hotter
My pain is a vessel of God’s own wrath – should I lose my life further – you’ll become a daughter
Crushed will be your spirit – your manhood destroyed – everything you are I will have slaughtered
Assassins are hired because of certain traits – well I’ve been trained by God to neutralise your kind

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Yeah – I expect it – Man I got your flavour – predictable is your name and your general flame
Like Bill Cosby – you’ll deny it -until more chicks pick your number – until exposure makes you tame
Like Bill Clinton you’ll Lewinsky me – spitting tar like you did not have witchcraft relations with that dame!
I do not care for your what you do – but like the Bills – you’ll pay your dues despite your excuses lame!

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Your name has now done well for you – Tshepiso yeah, that means “Promise” right?
Well it is promised by God Almighty – that through YOU dear man – many ladies will fight
Promised by God Almighty in Heaven – that through losers like you – these ladies will see the light
Promised eventually too – that despite dissing each other over rubbish – they’ll ultimately be quiet!

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Quiet after seeing that the murder committed – ought rather be over the fool that divided them
That the booger that needs to drown is the player that aint got no game over real gems
That the speechless bugaboo that will swallow his tongue is the one rather that will be jammed
The breaks are on you – dear nasty poop – the world without you is a lot less cramped!!

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A serial killer – serial rapist – serial outworker of his misogyny will fall
Your little man syndrome has finally drowned you – tiny you are despite being tall
Mutilating women because of a rough upbringing? Dude we all see hell the moment we crawl
Therefore seedy Tshepiso – you could’ve done better with your pain – but you chose rather to appall

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You could have been an activist – spoken against bullying – instead you made women your victims
You could have made a better man out of your suffering-instead you tyrannised with all your whims
Without excuse-you were given a way out -the gospel, yet with arrogance you became close twins
A narrow road was paved for you – Jesus gave you His servants – but you said rather Satan wins!

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So with your death – you figure you’ll bury many with you – women and their respective lovers
But a man like that will never prosper – sexual sin destroys – with pestilence it covers
Thus while your many lovers may have found your destruction – in chastity I have discovered
That in simply staying pure – against STD’s I’ve found a cure – it’s called abstinence – the ONLY cover

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So my old love Tshepiso – a dear monument – an example to the church on sexual immorality
I have been hated for this message – called a prude – a goody two shoes for sexual purity
However it’s become clear now who has won – though suffering like a mother – I walk in chastity
And it is for that chastity that you passed me up – now you’re trying to come back with your insanity

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Hoping to pass me an illness – one that I would have eventually caught had I been your wife
So ladies in the church – and those not too – see how sexual sin has utterly destroyed a life
So drop your panties by all means – poke the ladies with all ease – but with it all accept pestilent strife
Two years ago – Tshepiso and I were both healthy – two years later, he’s dead and I’m alive

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The same thing that propels my life – takes his – SEX! I waited for it – and he laughed in my face
Now a woman waiting on the LORD for her husband – the fool still wants my skirt to chase
So with demons and seances – occultic dances – he figures my clean bill of health he can erase
But I have kept myself in Jesus – sutured and secure – so he runs after my family to get me caged

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Low is this fool – low is this dog – sexual sin explored in him has made him a hog
Lost is his life – gone are his opportunities – so he figures my future he’ll block
Stuck he has made me – but to Christ I’m engraved see – eventually the bugger will admit his wrong
So Tshepiso – YOU pushed me this far – your name and face were on my tongue but now they’re in my blog. . .

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Thus to Rihanna’s song – Man Down that I dance to – I didn’t meant to do it – it makes me frown
But Tshepiso Mohapi – you are a violent man after my very life and I just shot a man down
Why did I pull the trigger – pull the trigger – boom! In Central Station – in front a big whole crowd?
You raped me spiritually – made me reach for my fire arm with which I’m now taking back my crown

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I didn’t meant to do it – didn’t meant to do it – didn’t mean to do it eh!
I said whatever happened to me? whatever happened to me? Whatever happened to me eh?
Why did I pull the trigger, pull the trigger pull the trigger BOOM!?
I pulled the trigger, pulled trigger BECAUSE YOU WOULDN’T MOVE!

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Now I am a criminal, criminal, criminal – oh LORD have mercy – now I’m a criminal
The judge of all the earth – that’s the LORD – He’ll give me minimal
My sentence for destroying a man vile who treated me like an animal!
Took my love for granted thinking my pain was a festival!

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I just shot a man down
In Central Station – in front of a big whole crowd. . .
The bang was LOUD – the bang was proud – the bang was to get my crown!
The bang was to kill – the bang was to still – the peasant boy who made a Queen frown!

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For the Kingdom of heaven suffers violence – and the violent take it by force!
My husband is out there – I wont despair – that tiny man won’t make me a corpse!
You wont kill me with you – I will not be consumed! What? Before I say I do – I’m already divorced?
Nah! Not like this – I won’t go out like this! Jesus has me covered you who has no remorse!

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And sorry – I aint sorry. . .
Nah nah – Heeeeeeel nah!

All the best carrying on with your dodgy life Tshepiso – but I sure hope you repent.

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Signing out in Jesus Name

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Amen and Amen

Love Cranberry Kay

Xoxies

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