She storms into the night hoping to forget, but forgetting this would make her regret. I'm sorry little girl.. who told you that you were of importance? No one she whispers.. the words slowly tumble from her lips and she remembers. She looks back & forth at these memories, tied and linked like seams. You are no one don't you know? No one she whispers. So who do you think actually likes you? No one she whispers. Who really cares? No one she whispers.
So then why do it to yourself? I don't know she whispers. Do you ever? Sometimes. Whats the reason this time little one? No idea.. she looks away hoping to find an answer, still, none to this day. Are all that they say true baby love? Not at all, not at all! Are you pissed at the world? No, but I wish I was. Why are you so kind child? There's no reason to be mean.
So tell me.. Who walks beside you in the streets? No one she whispers. So who do you have? No... one.. she whispers. So who shall you depend on? No one she whispers. No one but? Myself.
Life; The Incomparable
She walks alone into the shadows, hoping to find a path no one has walked on. She looks back with dismay for the reality feels so unreal. These people, the feelings she has, are quite unbearable, but she carries on. Bashed like a helpless being. Why? She knows not. She carries on.
Their smiles wicked, their laughter horrid & coarse. She knows not why they laugh. She carries on. Glares are sent her way, dirty looks all around. These people do not know her, she turns her back, she carries on. She smiles.. her little smile, a curve upon her lips. Upward it goes, nothing can bring her down. She is strong, yes she is, but she cares not what they say. She is better for this. She meets their anger with laughter, she shrugs it off. Who are you she asks? In silence they prey. Monsters. Not all but very much so, she wanders these streets, with no where to go.
The soles on her feet, are not close to new. You may have money, but her little soul, will always be better than you. She is an obnoxious little girl, talks when she shouldn't. Shouts when there's quiet. Hush girl, hush. They cannot stand your screams. She cannot stand the quiet & the still, so she stirs it up. She walks back and forth, wondering what what. She sits and she waits. Waiting for what? This oh no.. this to know? To know you need not.
Little girl.. keep walking.. this is your tale. A long and dangerous road lies ahead, so commit to your sail. She turns her back.. closes her eyes.. and heads off to bed.. dreaming of when, to run, with your head.
To be continued....
Their smiles wicked, their laughter horrid & coarse. She knows not why they laugh. She carries on. Glares are sent her way, dirty looks all around. These people do not know her, she turns her back, she carries on. She smiles.. her little smile, a curve upon her lips. Upward it goes, nothing can bring her down. She is strong, yes she is, but she cares not what they say. She is better for this. She meets their anger with laughter, she shrugs it off. Who are you she asks? In silence they prey. Monsters. Not all but very much so, she wanders these streets, with no where to go.
The soles on her feet, are not close to new. You may have money, but her little soul, will always be better than you. She is an obnoxious little girl, talks when she shouldn't. Shouts when there's quiet. Hush girl, hush. They cannot stand your screams. She cannot stand the quiet & the still, so she stirs it up. She walks back and forth, wondering what what. She sits and she waits. Waiting for what? This oh no.. this to know? To know you need not.
Little girl.. keep walking.. this is your tale. A long and dangerous road lies ahead, so commit to your sail. She turns her back.. closes her eyes.. and heads off to bed.. dreaming of when, to run, with your head.
To be continued....
Random: Ghost
I'm a broken chime waiting to be sung.
I'm torn to bits, waiting to be hung.
Who are you they ask me..
I can simply say.. Me? I am NO ONE.
Nothing by a dream.. So forget me.
:)
I'm torn to bits, waiting to be hung.
Who are you they ask me..
I can simply say.. Me? I am NO ONE.
Nothing by a dream.. So forget me.
:)
Poetry: Good Day.
(Several different compounds of poetry in one.)
I come from a generation of pill poppers
People who smoke weed
Look at me! Im on my knees..
beggin please.. please stop it,
Heave, please please niggas leave!
And they are gone.. Just as easy as they came.
Pushed from my mind I repeat my name
This is no game..
I slowly make out the words but it dont sound the same.
Im slowly beginning to think, I am, insane.
"Nigga who you?!"
"Shawty what it do?"
-I seen you around.. seen you clownin it out
Walkin it out, jerkin.. got something for ya
Bitch ya slurping?
-I'm off my hours, I aint working.
Hoes off the run way, always knowing.
I'm gonna run away.. no ones going..
no ones knowing..
but i see you!
I see you busting moves.. clownin it out
Walking it out, jerkin..
But I could've sworn me & you was working!
Eh nigga.. I was wrong.. dead wrong.
But this aint no lullaby, this aint no song.
This is from me to you. baby its true.
I swear I miss you,
Swear I can kiss you.
But damn.. we done.. I dismiss you.
I could hit you!
Lookit these tears!? You see em..
Well.. now you can watch my skinny ass walk away..
Cause me? Im done.. & I aint got shit to say.
Good day.
I come from a generation of pill poppers
People who smoke weed
Look at me! Im on my knees..
beggin please.. please stop it,
Heave, please please niggas leave!
And they are gone.. Just as easy as they came.
Pushed from my mind I repeat my name
This is no game..
I slowly make out the words but it dont sound the same.
Im slowly beginning to think, I am, insane.
"Nigga who you?!"
"Shawty what it do?"
-I seen you around.. seen you clownin it out
Walkin it out, jerkin.. got something for ya
Bitch ya slurping?
-I'm off my hours, I aint working.
Hoes off the run way, always knowing.
I'm gonna run away.. no ones going..
no ones knowing..
but i see you!
I see you busting moves.. clownin it out
Walking it out, jerkin..
But I could've sworn me & you was working!
Eh nigga.. I was wrong.. dead wrong.
But this aint no lullaby, this aint no song.
This is from me to you. baby its true.
I swear I miss you,
Swear I can kiss you.
But damn.. we done.. I dismiss you.
I could hit you!
Lookit these tears!? You see em..
Well.. now you can watch my skinny ass walk away..
Cause me? Im done.. & I aint got shit to say.
Good day.
Chapters
This a chapter coming to close..
For how long? I dont fucking know.
All I know is that I'm letting go
ya know.. some things aren't meant to hold.
Gotta let things unfold before they mold.
Not healthy for the soul..
I'm just letting niggas know.
This is a new chapter
Welcome, I'm it's center
I dare you if you enter
I dont want no fucking fakers
No shape shifters or shadow lifters
No play givers, posers, no fuckin haters.
For how long? I dont fucking know.
All I know is that I'm letting go
ya know.. some things aren't meant to hold.
Gotta let things unfold before they mold.
Not healthy for the soul..
I'm just letting niggas know.
This is a new chapter
Welcome, I'm it's center
I dare you if you enter
I dont want no fucking fakers
No shape shifters or shadow lifters
No play givers, posers, no fuckin haters.
Life: REAL Friends
Christina and I have been best friends since 2007. We became very good friends on the basketball court. She not only was my friend, she was my team mate. She depended on me to set the pick for her for an easy lay-up. We always got the job done, together. She's like my sister, always fighting, arguing about what we're doing wrong, why we're slipping, why our tight friendship seems to be falling out all the time. But hey, shit like that happens all the time, but like a cut, we always manage to get a band-aid and patch things up.
Although I'd love to get deep in conversation about how close we really are, it's no ones business, so I won't get into details. A best friend keeps secrets until the other says speak. It's in the rule book of friendship, not that many of you fake bitches know any of that, that's why the majority of your so called 'best friends' shit on you behind your backs, but heyyyy I won't get into that either, not my business. I simply don't care. More on on the difference on best friends, close friends, friends, and associates in another post.
Anywho, that's all for now. Enjoy the rest on my ranting. :)
Although I'd love to get deep in conversation about how close we really are, it's no ones business, so I won't get into details. A best friend keeps secrets until the other says speak. It's in the rule book of friendship, not that many of you fake bitches know any of that, that's why the majority of your so called 'best friends' shit on you behind your backs, but heyyyy I won't get into that either, not my business. I simply don't care. More on on the difference on best friends, close friends, friends, and associates in another post.
Anywho, that's all for now. Enjoy the rest on my ranting. :)
Poetry: Gullible Mother
I'm sorry I lie to you the way I do...
And it's funny.. because I only lie to you.
You ask where it is that I'm going
I throw any female friends name that comes to mind..
but really..
I'm in his arms.. every single one of those times.
I'm sorry I lie to you the way that I do,
But then again, you're used to the lie instead of the true...
and you hit me that day.. remember?
Fuck you.
I cried & you yelled.. I tried then I fell.
You don't love me. Hahahaha.. no you don't.
You are my mother aren't you not?
You are supposed to share with me all that you've got.
But here I am.. with the same dingy clothes..
My poor little grey socks.. the ones with the holes.
I'm useless.. yes I am. That's all you yell at me!
I am what I am! Damn.
Why punish me so!?
You tell me nothing, so I do not know.
But you bash me anyway.. yes you do.
So mommy... I'm sorry I lie to you the way that I do...
But you hit me that day
So fuck you.
(irrelevant)
And it's funny.. because I only lie to you.
You ask where it is that I'm going
I throw any female friends name that comes to mind..
but really..
I'm in his arms.. every single one of those times.
I'm sorry I lie to you the way that I do,
But then again, you're used to the lie instead of the true...
and you hit me that day.. remember?
Fuck you.
I cried & you yelled.. I tried then I fell.
You don't love me. Hahahaha.. no you don't.
You are my mother aren't you not?
You are supposed to share with me all that you've got.
But here I am.. with the same dingy clothes..
My poor little grey socks.. the ones with the holes.
I'm useless.. yes I am. That's all you yell at me!
I am what I am! Damn.
Why punish me so!?
You tell me nothing, so I do not know.
But you bash me anyway.. yes you do.
So mommy... I'm sorry I lie to you the way that I do...
But you hit me that day
So fuck you.
(irrelevant)
Poetry: Say Goodbye
It's so easy loving you
Yes, yes its true.
It's so easy loving you...
So easy to let you hurt me when you do.
So easy to let you strike me when you do..
Cause it's so easy loving you.
I take the pain & make it my own..
It's my own fault, I know.
Hit me, make me bleed,
Bruise me up.. I feel the high..
You're like my weed.
It's my own fault..
These are my own thoughts.
But hey, I do it to my own self.
The pain, all the marks that you dealt.
It's my own fault.
You say shut up
But I keep talking
You say stop
But I keep walking
You say come back
But theres no more stopping.
It was so easy loving you.
But now? Baby now? I say adieu.
So goodbye & goodlife
From me, to you.
(irrelevant)
Yes, yes its true.
It's so easy loving you...
So easy to let you hurt me when you do.
So easy to let you strike me when you do..
Cause it's so easy loving you.
I take the pain & make it my own..
It's my own fault, I know.
Hit me, make me bleed,
Bruise me up.. I feel the high..
You're like my weed.
It's my own fault..
These are my own thoughts.
But hey, I do it to my own self.
The pain, all the marks that you dealt.
It's my own fault.
You say shut up
But I keep talking
You say stop
But I keep walking
You say come back
But theres no more stopping.
It was so easy loving you.
But now? Baby now? I say adieu.
So goodbye & goodlife
From me, to you.
(irrelevant)
Poetry: Broken
I yell break me!
Seems everywhere I look
Everywhere I turn
Someones trying to shake me
Why do people hate me?
Fuck you! Fuck your life.. I whisper..
I wish you'd die! But I don't.
Throw your words at me! That's all they do.
Sting like stones.. This is what you do!
Break me! Hate me!
You will never take me.
I am me & I am unique & I am strange
I am an alien with no brain... ha.
Fuck you. You don't understand!
This is who I am! This is who I am!
Fake. Fake? What, when, where, how!?
Why? You can't pin me down.
Try to hit me, I dare you.
I can only look... I snare you.
But why.. why hate me?
Innocent! Innocent I am!
I've done nothing! I'm still human.
Mistakes.. Mistakes yes.. I'll make.
But me? No. Fuck you.
Me? You will NEVER break.
Poetry: Forgotten Love
A dream has awoken me
A nightmare.
My eyes bloodshot
With despair.
He breathes quiet whispers in my ear
Gently strokes the tangles in my hair...
He softens my cold air
I look around but he's not there.
This is my nightmare, this is my dream
This is the trafedy for which I can't break the seams
I'm torn across with glee & worry
Confused if I should just apologize & say I'm sorry...
But I don't... & I won't.
Your love is undeserving of me,
So you shove me away, so much, I decay.
Tickled by your smiles.. damn it's been a while.
I miss ya swagga & ya style..
But damn.. It's been a while.
Forget you.
(irrelevant to anything)
Poetry: Whisper
If a whisper was a shout I would be no more
For I whisper death upon you whore.
I foretell to insinuate a false corruption
But dealing with you solves nothing.
If I were to run you'd walk behind
If I were to fall you step on me
If I were to lose you would win
For me? I am nothing.
I demonstrate kindness and nothing else
I hate to deal with hatred, but it must be held.
Off with their heads! No looking back!
Pow pow! The guns roar with a smack!
Blood! Blood everywhere!
Pow pow! The guns roar with a smack!
Problems? Where? Fact? You lack.
Death! Death to you they yell!
Why! What did you do?
Innocent by nature, victim by words.
Who are you they ask!
No one you reply!
Pow pow! The guns roar with a smack!
Blood! Blood everywhere!
Until.. you are no more,
For I whisper death upon you whore.
For I whisper death upon you whore.
I foretell to insinuate a false corruption
But dealing with you solves nothing.
If I were to run you'd walk behind
If I were to fall you step on me
If I were to lose you would win
For me? I am nothing.
I demonstrate kindness and nothing else
I hate to deal with hatred, but it must be held.
Off with their heads! No looking back!
Pow pow! The guns roar with a smack!
Blood! Blood everywhere!
Pow pow! The guns roar with a smack!
Problems? Where? Fact? You lack.
Death! Death to you they yell!
Why! What did you do?
Innocent by nature, victim by words.
Who are you they ask!
No one you reply!
Pow pow! The guns roar with a smack!
Blood! Blood everywhere!
Until.. you are no more,
For I whisper death upon you whore.
Poetry: Follow
A mind is only as forsaken as you make it be
You peeped mine so now you follow me.
The evergreen shadows insinuating a future foretold
To those who shall never know.. to grow.
To live is to love, to live is to learn
To hurt is to yearn, just wait for a turn.
Broken dreams are pieced together easily
You peeped mine so now you follow me.
A simple life lived is hardest to love
For a simple slip will cause you to shove.
Losing grip on reality who clarifies lies
You started with hellos, but now you say goodbyes.
Count to one, have some fun.
Count to two, its nice to meet you.
Count to three, easily play me.
Count to four? I'm nothing more.
Nothing more than a dream thought of as supreme.
My supremacy is that of my mind broken & combined
A walk steps backwards hoping I find time.
Failure is an outcome but success is the KEY.
Success is what I need, that is why you follow me.
You peeped mine so now you follow me.
The evergreen shadows insinuating a future foretold
To those who shall never know.. to grow.
To live is to love, to live is to learn
To hurt is to yearn, just wait for a turn.
Broken dreams are pieced together easily
You peeped mine so now you follow me.
A simple life lived is hardest to love
For a simple slip will cause you to shove.
Losing grip on reality who clarifies lies
You started with hellos, but now you say goodbyes.
Count to one, have some fun.
Count to two, its nice to meet you.
Count to three, easily play me.
Count to four? I'm nothing more.
Nothing more than a dream thought of as supreme.
My supremacy is that of my mind broken & combined
A walk steps backwards hoping I find time.
Failure is an outcome but success is the KEY.
Success is what I need, that is why you follow me.
Life: Who I am
You know what I hate? Being ignored. Just because I write something or say hello, even though we speak at a minimal level does not mean I need something from you. I NEED NO ONE. Get that straight. I been w| my mom, my older bro, & my two older sisters nearly my whole life & I still felt alone. Still do. Everything I do, that I've done, everything I have yet to do, all relies SOLELY upon MY SHOULDERS. Not yours. I do not ask anyone for help, EVER. Yes, I may need it, but theres always a way around NEED. I'm an independent girl. Yes 17, mistaken for 20, but me? I do this on my own, not because I want to, but because I must. This is who I am.
Life: Random Thought
I think for myself so why do you judge me? The annoyance of your opinion highly emmits false credibility. So why judge me? Is it that you believe that I'll care? Maybe you're right, but WHY JUDGE ME? Are my actions foul? Have I commited wrong? No. So why judge me? You don't know me. I don't even know me. So why judge me, when we could both get to know me?
Poetry: Love
LOVE.
What is it?
I don't know
its been so long the burn is gone
Love, what is it?
Is it the simple smile that curls on my lips
as i he puts his hands below my hips?
No. That's just him being sexual.
And maybe a little bit too playful.
Is it the sensation I get when he hugs me?
No, that's casual. But what's the ACTUAL??
What is it?
Tell me! Let me feel it once more!
Must I suffer, wait in line?
When will it be time for my LOVE to SHINE??
I don't know.
But I know I've felt it!
yes, yes I have!
It was like this....
"Love... love made me infatuated with you like no one could do.
Love... love made me yearn every passion and make it ever lasting.
Love... love made me insane when you whispered my name.
Love... love gave me delight and we'd 'fight' in the middle of the night.
Love... love captivated my life like a slave, for you? Everything I gave.
Love... love made me obsess about you all day, only your name I would say.
Love... love left me enchanted by your groove as we'd combine to make a move.
Love... love made me crush on you like only lust could do.
Love... love made me want to kiss you all over, until I was loves author.
Love... love made me want to sex you up like a warm up.
Love... love made me want you inside me even when I wasn't ready.
Love... love.. it kept me steady."
But what did LOVE really DO...
Love... love made me crazy, yeah.. I remember now..
Love.. it made me forget who I was & how.
Love.. made me forget who I loved first., and made me thirst.
Love.. clouded my mind until, no thoughts I could find.
Love.. love caused me pain when I missed you too much.
Love.. I been gave it up.
But LOVE? I'm ready for you now.
I just don't know, who's gonna show me now.
<3
What is it?
I don't know
its been so long the burn is gone
Love, what is it?
Is it the simple smile that curls on my lips
as i he puts his hands below my hips?
No. That's just him being sexual.
And maybe a little bit too playful.
Is it the sensation I get when he hugs me?
No, that's casual. But what's the ACTUAL??
What is it?
Tell me! Let me feel it once more!
Must I suffer, wait in line?
When will it be time for my LOVE to SHINE??
I don't know.
But I know I've felt it!
yes, yes I have!
It was like this....
"Love... love made me infatuated with you like no one could do.
Love... love made me yearn every passion and make it ever lasting.
Love... love made me insane when you whispered my name.
Love... love gave me delight and we'd 'fight' in the middle of the night.
Love... love captivated my life like a slave, for you? Everything I gave.
Love... love made me obsess about you all day, only your name I would say.
Love... love left me enchanted by your groove as we'd combine to make a move.
Love... love made me crush on you like only lust could do.
Love... love made me want to kiss you all over, until I was loves author.
Love... love made me want to sex you up like a warm up.
Love... love made me want you inside me even when I wasn't ready.
Love... love.. it kept me steady."
But what did LOVE really DO...
Love... love made me crazy, yeah.. I remember now..
Love.. it made me forget who I was & how.
Love.. made me forget who I loved first., and made me thirst.
Love.. clouded my mind until, no thoughts I could find.
Love.. love caused me pain when I missed you too much.
Love.. I been gave it up.
But LOVE? I'm ready for you now.
I just don't know, who's gonna show me now.
<3
Poetry: My Friend Isn't Crazy
My friends think im crazy
but i know that im not
this is me
this is who I AM
cant you see?
this is who I AM!
dont judge me upon my words
judge me upon my thoughts
for they are sweet! oh so sweet, never bitter!
i swear, i do! I SWEAR!
look at me!
just look!
im not insane!
look at my smile!
look at my style!
do i look insane?
NO! this is who I AM!
Let me smokeeee
puff puff pass.
i dont run slow anymore!
you're dead last.
gimme a sip of that ciroc, Yummm...
the tiny burning sensation in the back of my throat..
it warm in my tummy now.
smoke & drink.
this is who I AM!
but.. My friends think im crazy
but i know that im not
this is me
this is who I AM
cant you see?
this is who I AM!
dont judge me upon my words
judge me upon my thoughts
for they are sweet! oh so sweet, never bitter!
i swear, i do! I SWEAR!
look at me!
just look!
im not insane!
look at my smile!
look at my style!
do i look insane?
NO! this is who I AM!
but they still think im crazy.
-Dedicated to one of my closest friends... Hey.. I don't think you're crazy. :] Love ya.
but i know that im not
this is me
this is who I AM
cant you see?
this is who I AM!
dont judge me upon my words
judge me upon my thoughts
for they are sweet! oh so sweet, never bitter!
i swear, i do! I SWEAR!
look at me!
just look!
im not insane!
look at my smile!
look at my style!
do i look insane?
NO! this is who I AM!
Let me smokeeee
puff puff pass.
i dont run slow anymore!
you're dead last.
gimme a sip of that ciroc, Yummm...
the tiny burning sensation in the back of my throat..
it warm in my tummy now.
smoke & drink.
this is who I AM!
but.. My friends think im crazy
but i know that im not
this is me
this is who I AM
cant you see?
this is who I AM!
dont judge me upon my words
judge me upon my thoughts
for they are sweet! oh so sweet, never bitter!
i swear, i do! I SWEAR!
look at me!
just look!
im not insane!
look at my smile!
look at my style!
do i look insane?
NO! this is who I AM!
but they still think im crazy.
-Dedicated to one of my closest friends... Hey.. I don't think you're crazy. :] Love ya.
Poetry: Just vibin..
Why you gotta be like a ventricle?
chambered on all sides/ faked like the actual/
egotastical, lookin way too bashful for the casual.
fuddle with rebuttal, spiteful with a curl/
bitch you make me hurl.
tranquil like a whiffle gettin hit by a whistle/
ya twistle in the air and land like a missile.
heavy wit the hit when ya fallin to the ground/
im throwin up the work, i got this wit no sound.
Fake like that scary bitch in the lake/
You awake? Ya feelin's I will break/
Breakin in mistakes, corrections I can make.
flakin like a quake, drastic wit the waste.
the devastation for the nation/ causin desolation/
misapplication, complications.
revert to divert all the restoration/
convert to consume and corrode the replications.
Disemployed like a prostitute, I salute you/
but i cant say I know, so fuck it, sOlute.
pumped like a gat, ready to shoot, but nah/
i'll just smoke ya boots, toast ya roots/
Sorry but I gotta dispute to wear the suit.
I'm da big cheese in the situation, the big brains/
-Gigantism-, wit the big names.
But I gotta proclaim, I'm the mainframe/
Disclaimed like a ranger, I make claims.
But let me be literal, I'm massive/
Substantial extravagance, so passive.
Running with the liberals, I'm active.
Don't treat me like a -harlequin-, a jester/
I take it to the head yo, takin several measures.
I fester with disgust, your end will be a must/
Smokin trees like ya aint livin, simple cust.
You're a bum, homeless, abandoned/
Banished like Eminem did to Cannon.
I'm a Veteran to the game, your a freshman,
I keep it REAL, but kid, did ya learn ya lesson?
-PePi
chambered on all sides/ faked like the actual/
egotastical, lookin way too bashful for the casual.
fuddle with rebuttal, spiteful with a curl/
bitch you make me hurl.
tranquil like a whiffle gettin hit by a whistle/
ya twistle in the air and land like a missile.
heavy wit the hit when ya fallin to the ground/
im throwin up the work, i got this wit no sound.
Fake like that scary bitch in the lake/
You awake? Ya feelin's I will break/
Breakin in mistakes, corrections I can make.
flakin like a quake, drastic wit the waste.
the devastation for the nation/ causin desolation/
misapplication, complications.
revert to divert all the restoration/
convert to consume and corrode the replications.
Disemployed like a prostitute, I salute you/
but i cant say I know, so fuck it, sOlute.
pumped like a gat, ready to shoot, but nah/
i'll just smoke ya boots, toast ya roots/
Sorry but I gotta dispute to wear the suit.
I'm da big cheese in the situation, the big brains/
-Gigantism-, wit the big names.
But I gotta proclaim, I'm the mainframe/
Disclaimed like a ranger, I make claims.
But let me be literal, I'm massive/
Substantial extravagance, so passive.
Running with the liberals, I'm active.
Don't treat me like a -harlequin-, a jester/
I take it to the head yo, takin several measures.
I fester with disgust, your end will be a must/
Smokin trees like ya aint livin, simple cust.
You're a bum, homeless, abandoned/
Banished like Eminem did to Cannon.
I'm a Veteran to the game, your a freshman,
I keep it REAL, but kid, did ya learn ya lesson?
-PePi
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Poetry: Lyrically Inclined
I was digging through my files in my computer and I found something I wrote way back on December 28th.
My cranium,
more ingenious than any normal cerebrum,
dialect 2 dissect any complicated perplexed mathematical theorem,
I leave a nigga on delirium.
I am the cure i am the serum.
niggas think m fearin' em,
but nigga I am lyrically inclined to dismiss ya off ya shrine
Thinkin you a star standin' by the bright lights
Thinkin that u got su'n that i might like?
Don't waste my time like..
I'ma vulgar chick,
I gotta dirty mouth, get me some orbits.
Nigga thinkin he fly, he look like Norbit.
Thinking you in the zone,
Nigga I zoned it, all you did was clone it,
found out that I owned it, you wanted it,
so I sold it but nigga you ain't me,
How you gonna mold it? How you gonna hold it?
Thinking you brand new,
Nigga you on ya old shit.
Wanna get married?
You gotta cold dick.
Poppa nigga in da mouth with'a flap,
Pull out da gat,
and pop em *pap pap*!!
You don't go hard,
get glocked wit da mac and as a matter a fact..
I'm the best thing on the menu, i am the big mac.
The big cheese, baby, you could hold that.
But let me remind you, I always been back.
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My cranium,
more ingenious than any normal cerebrum,
dialect 2 dissect any complicated perplexed mathematical theorem,
I leave a nigga on delirium.
I am the cure i am the serum.
niggas think m fearin' em,
but nigga I am lyrically inclined to dismiss ya off ya shrine
Thinkin you a star standin' by the bright lights
Thinkin that u got su'n that i might like?
Don't waste my time like..
I'ma vulgar chick,
I gotta dirty mouth, get me some orbits.
Nigga thinkin he fly, he look like Norbit.
Thinking you in the zone,
Nigga I zoned it, all you did was clone it,
found out that I owned it, you wanted it,
so I sold it but nigga you ain't me,
How you gonna mold it? How you gonna hold it?
Thinking you brand new,
Nigga you on ya old shit.
Wanna get married?
You gotta cold dick.
Poppa nigga in da mouth with'a flap,
Pull out da gat,
and pop em *pap pap*!!
You don't go hard,
get glocked wit da mac and as a matter a fact..
I'm the best thing on the menu, i am the big mac.
The big cheese, baby, you could hold that.
But let me remind you, I always been back.
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Poetry: To Un-Want
And I, I can see your eyes in mine,
when I'm looking through the side
I can see right through your lies
cause you tend to hide...
but why?
why be so merciful if you're so merciless?
Is this you putting me to a test?
Yes.
Like fest dwelling on all pesticides
Indignized by all this genocide
that in the future lies.
You hide, behind the ocean tides
Crawling to salvation on the city's side.
But where do you go, you can't decide,
Cause you're petrified.
And.. I don't want you anymore.
when I'm looking through the side
I can see right through your lies
cause you tend to hide...
but why?
why be so merciful if you're so merciless?
Is this you putting me to a test?
Yes.
Like fest dwelling on all pesticides
Indignized by all this genocide
that in the future lies.
You hide, behind the ocean tides
Crawling to salvation on the city's side.
But where do you go, you can't decide,
Cause you're petrified.
And.. I don't want you anymore.
Poetry: Your Warmth
Just vibin...
Cultivated souls for those who will never know
A silent whisper of "I miss you so", shall never be heard.
I wonder, where do all these lies come from?
I slumber, I dream, I sleep.. my soul, for you to keep,
I love you. But, I hate you.
You left me behind, to uncover all the answers...
none, I find. What are the questions embedded in my mind?
I feel your warmth, you hold me from behind.
I twist, I turn, I take a look,
But no ones there, my body's shook.
I have no time to heal,
Already my body rots in what I feel,
your warmth.
Where did you go?
No longer holding me so...
I told my mother you came to visit me,
she called me a liar, with a slap across the face
I hate her, but I hate you more.
Look at this crime scene that you bore.
Look at the family, that you tore.
But I continue to feel,
your warmth.
But Daddy, I miss you.
And I don't know if I can keep Momma strong,
Cause its been so long since she mentioned your name,
and now I wish to bid farewell but I feel shamed.
I miss you.
I said I'd be okay when you left that frightful day.
But I lied, and I'm sorry, I never meant to cry.
But I miss you.
Is it okay if I call to you before I sleep?
Or is there something more to it, something deep?
I don't know, But I miss you.
And Momma? I'm sure she misses you too.
But right now, neither one of us, knows what to do.
--PS... my father isn't dead. I was just vibin off something I read.
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Poetry: Reminisce
I was feeling really edgy and I felt like writing, so this is what I came up with... several different compounds of poetry.
I may not fall into these leagues but,
--Constant reminiscing lies in the past,
I can't see wit the glasses,
the masses over taking all the fascists.
All us colored folk tired of the lashes,
the bashes,
because we're all in different classes,
torn into bashed bits,
just because we're fact less.
But who's to blame?
The famous?
Or us, those with no name?
Tamed by the government blood spilled by the pool,
all them assholes think we're all fools.
But I say, let them, let them think it.
We are worth what they are not.
We have found what they have sought.
And that is brains.
Brains in the leagues that our children will succeed,
that our children will not struggle as we do to feed,
that they shall grow, and make more seeds,
with brains.
So when they ask us, who are we?
We say "I'm that nigga, no questions asked"
And they bash us. Because we will not be defeated.
Because we will not be cheated.
And we will not submit.
I promise you, we are strong, we will never quit.
But they see our fight and they see our might,
so they get tight, because they can't see our sights.
But in the end we will win,
with brains.
Every morning as we board the train, the bus,
the fares a fuss.
We see a face, we lust.
We're hungry, but our pockets' bust.
We borrow money from those we trust.
We forget to pay, they hate, we rush.
We hit the pavement, we run, and we pick up dust
We run too fast, go to far, for too long,
So we are remembered as mistrust.
We forget. Our brains? They rust.
We should leave it to the children,
they're healing our faults.
They are smart, tend to smoke weed,
their visions, clarified,
so now they are no longer hypnotized,
by the powers lies.
I may not fall into these leagues but,
I am a child. I am the future.
And I? I have a brain.
-N.Varela
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