Give me a pen paper in watch me **** the
Ink once it hits the sheets
Get it this style aint unique
So blink im shuttin' out brains
So ya even cant think
Im the devious dangerous poetic terrorist
So all others can bite the dust
Leave ya stiff as old pizza crust i cant even trust
My own gotdamn self my mind is light years ahead of the game
By the time the catch up all the see is the flames
No smokes but the **** i **** take notes
As i hit you with atomic bomb antedote most cant handle the pain i drop from my brain
Mental epilepsy got em going insane
Hits harder than ******* no shame
To keep my adversaries in pain
Face adversities everyday so im.using to get hate so **** what they say
Im diabolical superior intellectual
Beatin muthaphukkas so bad
They loose they own ******
Preference or agenda **** Propaganda
I stand ya and ill slam ya
In the gravel like a punch from the judges gavel
Milleniums of quotes travel in my mind as it speed
Give me this power thats all in my head
As i read
Out aloud brainstorms without a cloud
Palms filled with the worlds waters and lands
Wrappin up contraband even in Japan
I could make earthquakes wake
Because my lyrical content shakes n wakes
All the masses
Appear to me with *******
I shatter ya soul like broken glasses daily i take passes
From another dimension fools get stuck n detention when i mention
Lyrics rollin off the tip of tongue
Mental lynching
Brains pench clear the bench
Like professor x using his intellect to select
What he wants to control
Yosef is too bold to fold been to war
So i know scold
Politics ******* the mrs devil ****
Imma keep ****** off the media
Til.i touch my casktet drastic fantastic
Gun poppins
What ya see is what ya get
Not talkin dramatics im speakin automatic
Rifles let go as im spittin bullet holes in my foe
Leave em dizzy and wozzy got ya ****** body bubblin' like a jacuzzi dont lose me
When i start to go kick a flow that entice any evil
Dont need to be clarified of this
Dont ya know yosef be the poetic terrorist
Poetic terrorist !!!!

Love, it's a word people hate, a word people use to much, yet not enough, and a word that means so much more to the world then what is known. Love is your emotion, when you can't stop thinking, floating, and dreaming. When your life comes to a blur, and the only things that's clear, is that one person. Love is an antedote for sadness, but can also be the sickness. Love is an overwhelming  fealing of warmth. When someone says they love you, you gotta beleive them, because it's not free, it's not earned, it's gifted.

I need an antedote
To cure my desire
A need to be accepted
A metal to the fire.
To refine and sharpen,
A sword that is once mighty.
Aligning my bearings
Debts that was once empty.
Yes, I am empty.
I realized I am a lost man,
Striving badly in a jungle,
Of misery and expectations,
Actualizations,
Theories i suppose to give
Than to choke
And I am fed
By my own pride
While wandering
And seeking for the light
Half dead, struggling
Grasping. Enough.

i wish i was totally numb and i could not feel
but the constant torment reminds me it is real
i'm alive
surprised i survived

i can hardly breathe
yet i still can think

everyday
i re-live the pain
my antedote is gone
i'm alone

so much...pain


why does it have to be this way?

agony, let go of me
I'm suffering
oh so slowly
i fight to take a breath
i'm so sorry ken, jordain

i'm losing my mind
running  out of time
yet i still can rhyme
make the pain stop...