Started with selling lollipops out my locker, to pushing stocks, to selling beef with coco buns like Betty croocker. my gang green, a seal team, running schemes, wit; wicked regimes then moved up to the major leagues- with upper decks, up my sleeve. capture your spirit, just to set it free. dark knight, captures white king; wouldn't stop riding me. pawn moves, worth the trouble; it's two easy. Throwing stones, and Sandz castles, these haters tryin to castle me in;  it don't appease me. these drag queens, keep turning there back; showing thier ***;  and tattle tails; like lil sis-sees. these miss-fits couldn't **** wit- me if they came in ultra HD, my Cats 5, and they treating me like I'm Mr. IP, darker the Wesley, I'm stone cold  rocking an Iced-T, your Bud got wiser but it still ain't ******* with D. then grab Kim car dash and-be back by three, send Kanye west, to get Ad vice from me. my marketing skills so nice, I just capitalized. on the lies of our lives, of all three. These dudes the Wizard of Odds,  fake pretend; Wizards of Oz, chasing the Wizard of Gods, reading scripts written by me. I wrap with a cause, like I''m passing the bar, in limbo with these dudes at odds with me. I'll dot their eyes, like Kimbo was training me. Their label-mates ******, in Big T's, liking on their selfies, on sell phones. I'm on roam, in Rome, using Google Chrome to Google Earth, on my eye phone- writing this from the O-zone, so that the people reading this will be like O'No - this dude is cold. I'm opt to much prime, all the timethen phone home- transfer the message, like Otimos prime

Her passion is heat;
       With flames that scorch fire,
       Burning flesh,
       While enticing desire.
       She will blow your mind,
        and light your fire,
        In the same wind.

Impulse; thrills.
Dark silent chills.
Cold whispers, stills.
Waiting; still.

3am in the morning and I'm strolling
you walk by looking like the choosen
eye contact and the chemistry explodin
body language speaking loudly, smiling as I close in
sundress, hair tied, matching purse looking wooven
pretty lips, beautiful satin eyes that matching your clothin
slim waist, thick thighs
hypnotized by your vibes
love at first sight
from first sight of your eyes
ask you where you from
as I walk you home
the more we talk, the more we vibe
before you know it, I'm sitting on your sofa
our hands are all over, lips are getting closer
mouths open wipe, bodies begging for closure
instinct taking over, bodies getting closer
climaxes reaching closure
laying side to side
and then its
over

I want to
spread you
across the bed
like a thin slice of butter
on a hot piece of bread.

I remember the first time i saw you in the hall.
Alot of pretty girls, but you I liked you more than them all. Beautiful blues eyes, with hair like a river fall. Your favorite color was black, and wore higher heels cause you liked feeling tall. I remember making you laugh so hard, it made you fall. I remember talking for so long, we fell asleep at the end of our first call. Making you smile, when your friend past away. Your parents couldn't watch your play, so after practice, I made sure that I would stay -- remember watching you play and being blown away. Falling in love, then after not knowing what to say. Then planning your surprise on Valentine's day, I knew you were shy, so I showed up early that way -- so i could pull you to the side, and give it to you in my special way. But you let Adam kiss you, so I just threw it away. I knew he liked you, but I knew you didn't feel the same way. Cause when he told you that he liked you, you looked over in my way. But when he asked you, you said yes anyway. I know love, because I met you. But have hated it since that day. Love at first sight, is beautiful. Just hated watching it walk away. It was a long time ago, but still feels like yesterday, in a couple days. I love you, but I hate you, in my own I still like you way.

Ever since I made love to you, I’ve been seeing flashbacks that I want to fast forward to the present.

She just walks into a room and causes trouble
selling her pride on the side as lil hustle
see the worries in her eyes
these guys and their lies
she doesnt love’em or trust’em
telling them lies like its nothin
A Diamond, in the rough
Smooth skin, acting tough
A lost cause, but still worth somethin.
But she doesn't know when enough is enough.
Caught in her own web of keeping up.
Using pins and needles to keep herself up.
Tried to walk a straight line, easier being ****** up.
Been fighting through a struggle her whole life
"Doing what I have to.", read her tattoo on the right
her body paying the price
addicted to the hustle and the fast life
fast cars and flashing lights
Nikki Manjing for an extra $200 a night
the money feels good
She's getting it all right.
She’s all in,
ryde or dye for life.
Her daddy telling her he loves her
she believes him
and wont leave him
cause abusive love; is still love
a pimps love is deceiving.
Same face full of tears reappear when the drugs disappear
she had big dreams, in a small town that are no longer there.
An addiction kept her here.
Working the track, lost her long hair.
From sun up until the bright sky  is no longer there.
Drugs kicking in
she wishes she wasn't here.
Judge calling for her order
Warranted, Her lawyer doesn’t even care
going through her own trials and tribulations
with herself her family isnt even there
its apparent that nobody else cares
lied too many times crying wolve
now everyone and every thing gone-- they ain't there.
she sayin this ain’t fair
as its time for her to face fear.

I crave to graze
Your lips with mine,
Until our touch
Merges into a dance so slick—
Our lips, slipping and sliding in perfect sync.

The Skyscrapers are so high, they seem to touch the passing sky.Freely the puffy white clouds fly, with the birds, mile-high. A high-flying pigeon peeks down from it's perch on a high-rise. The temperature, high eighties, a clock blinks three thirty-five. Tupac bumping from the speakers stock, Pandora blaring from a jukebox. Mercedes windows rattle, when the speakers knock, like forte knots. The sound carries for blocks, but its blocked. By the hustle and bustle of the pavement blocks. Cold streets, paroled by even colder cops. The city never sleeps, so the crime never stops. Hustler’s hustle from the sun up until it drops. Making Wall street money off of these inner city blocks. The ghetto is a project that needs to stop. A homeless man, donation cup in hand, “The American Dream, needs a real back up plan.” Read the sign, by his cardboard stand. His blind dog, named Stan, rusty dog tags hang. He shares and wears the same struggles on his coat, as does the man. Chanel shoes, and big ***** on the cover of a Magazine stand, getting more attention than this wise dog, and this old man.

Her hips:
       a fierce gallop,
       ceaseless,
       circling,
       reigning from above—

stop with all the yip and yap
this is just rap, that i spit back
from the back of a snapple cap
then i told jack, he didnt know jack
and flipped off a blackjack and throw it back in the stack
for talking smack he got smacked
like Pat Sayjack i'm spitting all writtens
so these cats cant say jack
i'm going Inn outlining lions lining
furlongs longer than fur lining
twisting tongues with twisted rythming
my words and rythmes colliding with perfect timing
haters slip and sliding like
Poseidon riding down a slip-n-slide, end slipin-n- sliding
two worlds collide-in
line with the silver lining
i'm in line with you online
your outlining --
stop and rewind, end
your mouse crawl -in,
for you two view what i can do
with rythmes so fly they caught the flew
i got so many styles I thought you knew,
i'm a trending topic, what else is new?
i can flow for miles
spit rivers too --

In this moment, I am both an observer and a participant, feeling every ounce of her pleasure as if it were my own. The world outside fades away, leaving just the two of us in this private, electric connection, where every sigh and moan feels like a secret shared between lovers.

Listen to your desire,
hear it as clearly as I do.
It touched my heart,
and feelings bled through.
Sharing this love,
A reflection of me and you.
Senses aren't always right,
Nor love, always true.
Cause reason, and emotion often confuse
What our hearts intent, instructs us to do;
My need is to love you...
My want is to be loved too.
Preferably; by you.
Right now; these dreams will do.
Amiss the actual,
I wish, this one wish
Would become two.

Cherish these memories.
                                                                ­  Precious as can be.
                                            Blindly chasing goals,
                         has is own penalties.  
      And your enemies,
will swipe your knees.                                  
As best friends,
won't always be.
I'm proud of you,
You not proud of me.
   A bond formed, with trust
    Will always be most important - you'll see

I see it in your eyes
the fear that is its there
you trying to hide
but its written clear.

you act like you don't care
but its just your way of
trying to make it all go away

Acting like a man,
but a boy at heart.
Too scared to really try,
the thought of failing,
just tears you apart.

Driven by jealously
blacken your heart
the darken by fear
success of others
eroding your rotten heart.

You thrive off of illusions,
all mixed win with confusion.
You hide under excuses, that
just playing a role, and acting a part.

Using deflection, as something
you have mastered like an art.

You can run,
and you can hide,but
karma sees through the dark.
And Life will catch up to you
when things are looking up.
and all the things you never thought matter
are the things that mess you up.
like that people that help
when you were down,
they were the crutches you used,
to help yourself back up.

You will be surprised at how well I improvise, between your lips and mine, I got it covered and I hope you don't mind. Us taking the time out, to cross signals, where ever we minds. This present, is our past time, making thins come together, one last time. Never say never, but not this time. The eyes never tell lies;mesmerized look in your eyes,  after you taste our surprise. It's only a matter of time, before what's yours, is mine; our lips collide, my tongue slide, inside; side-to-side. Licking your lips, slick, they glide. I'm outlining yours with mine, tracing your smile. Your tongue, teasing, taking our sweet time. I, kept my eyes, open, hoping, we could see eye-to-eye, but your eyes were closed- finally got it right this time.

People see what they want to see, so in all reality- what does that have to do with me? If it was up to me, I'd be me. But instead, I play my part in society, so people don't riot me. Ended up hating myself; more than I hate me. So I change every thing that's real, so the fake will be just like me. Real recognize real; sounds simple to me. Just try explaining that to society. Whatever I lack in swag, they'll buy for me.

Too expensive for my taste; Hit Walmart and I'm Gucci, down to the socks. Rings and watch, filled with fake rocks; looking like I got crazy loot- see me, on the street. Somebody shoot - me; for my, jewelry - that's stupid. But don't blame me; I'm society.

I'm being trendy thing, in spite of me. Everything is really real, everything but me. Cover girl issues, making up for free. Hating myself, because society told me, what to think of me. Had all my freckles removed; woke up the next day. Society decided they were ****; why didn't anyone text me.

Mirror on mirror on the wall, amazing grace, respond to call. Who is the sickest of them all? As I watch the hands fall, face forward, right off the wall. Million pieces, scattered wall-to-wall; Society reflected on every piece, as I collected them all.

Believe what you may, its your call. Or wait until Society drops the ball, and blames us all.

She had the eyes of an angel,
and a heart made of gold.
the first time I saw her smile,
my blood ran hot, as my skin felt cold.
I watch her lips speak,
and she touched me whole.
From that moment on;
I wanted to cross there path until it never grew old.
hold her in my arms, to see if she fits the mold.
As far as  soulmate, mate, I was already sold.
Her eyes melted me on the spot, Like I was headed for the gold.
by the time the words left my mouth,
her eyes were telling me everything I wanted to know.
and I was enjoying the show. I loved everything she I heard and I wanted to hear more,
I got her smiling after every word,
then replied with something absurd,  
now, her laugh is my new favorite word.
she's so beautiful, I just looked as I observe -
true beauty in the flesh,
I swear it, on every-word.
studying her lips, focused like I'm a nerd,
acting a fool, her laughing == well worth the return.
-- that **** smile, I have learned.
wearing her lipstick, like its been earned,
and I'm next in line, can't wait my turn.
I'm a student of her class,
and love to practice what I have learned.
want to be her first and her last, and get a "Baby" in return.
love at first sight, thought it was crazy, but nothing is crazy,
I have learned. I judged a book by the cover and have enjoyed
what I have learned, and the story is getting better as these pages
we have turned.

Bound by flesh;
                      We are,
                        oblivious to our minds,
                        chemical reactions.
                        Enamored with desire,
                        guided by our pleasures,  
                        driven by our actions.
                        Engrossed by lust; thirsty.
                       The primal rush;
                        the absolute of attraction
                        Prisoners of our passions.
                        animal instincts
                         is our human nature; our habits
                        we fashion.

Cuddle me in your arms,
Keep me warm
Cuddle me with your legs
Keep me hard
Cuddle me with your ***
Keep me going

I'll killa chawawa
Sell it for a dolla on Alibaba
Exchange for a Kawala
Black range red impala
Rocking nirvana pre Madonna
A Chubby monkey eating chunky monkey with ice cream and a banana
Bo bama Ina pajama spinning a spammer after a root beer slammer an alabamer and a cheese platter I slide off in a subtle manner like a salamander to empty my bladder in a place that doesn't matter

Listen to your heart
I know you hear me.
The touch of my lips, will always be there, like you are right near me, even though you can't feel it, believe it. Cause the way they make love, not many can't achieve it. Minds of thier own, doing as they please. ******* on your lips, loving how you tease. Know your spots like the back of my hand, not playing fair, trying to gain the upperhand, having my way with you, now you are starting to understand. Kissing on your bottom lips, in the same context, we basically having ***, in these stanzs. On our course to *******, trying to be the bigger man, and we know what's next, read the directions in the text; A Hot shower after our bubble bath, then repeat after having more ***

They build you so they can bill you, then they tax you until the stress kills you. I guess it makes cents.

Wrapped around in each other;
             lost in our lips
             with our eyes eclipsed
             we kiss each other deeply
             breathing each others air
             your taste seeping into my mouth;
                                          our flavor everlasting

As I watch, a part of me wants to step into the room, to be a part of this intimate scene, to feel the heat of her skin and the intensity of her passion up close. But I stay rooted to the spot, captivated by the beauty and vulnerability before me, my own breath syncing with hers, the space between us charged with unspoken desire.

My rages
Tearing pages
Going Cray
Ripping pages
My flow
Changing phases
Amazes
On stages
Front row
Front pages
Your rapping, verbally attacking
Any Enemy slacking
Riff Raff'em
Taking charge
Like a captain
Ice challenge
Chilling living lavish
Way Above average
About to fix me a samwich
Let us with cabbage
Went H.A.M.
Over some beef
Got bread
Hand some  cheese
Hate spam
Love trees
Cool breeze
In Belize
Blowing Lush Kush
In blush trees
Across seas
They love me
See a tree huggers bush
Land and strip; No leaves
I'm cooler than an oldies, in his ******
Eating Coco puffs watching ice-t
In a wife-tee, drinking iced ice-t.
Spiking spike, while playing Exite Bike on an old PC
Laughing so hard
I *** ***
I wish you
Could see me
On HD with an HD
With At&T;
Getting my P.H.D.
Figure it out
Too late
Quarter past three
Then they
Passed me

I am not angry,
just ******* -
life is such a big deal
I'm feeling ripped off
the hands of time -- working against me
getting me ticked off
I keep checking for my expiration date;
haters waiting for it -- like its a write off
before I give into the pressure,
I hang around -- my way of saying, "*******."