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Lennox Trim  Nov 2023
Just Saiyan
Lennox Trim Nov 2023
I felt crash landed - in a strange place,
This is not how I planned it - mind in an estranged state,
Felt like a different planet - what is the strange space,
Dealt with the grapes i was handed - but I had to change the pace,
Expected enmity cause eventually everybody's an enemy,
I used my verbal anemone to protect my mental amenities,
I had to penalize penalties that tried to dismember me,
But since I moved to the peach,
Life's a beach - but with ample sand,
Scenery is asterisks and ampersands,
Bittersweet ; I asked for this,
Father stretched my hands,
I managed this time shift- now i have super visions,
No more stupid visions of voodoo superstitions,
Thought it'd be an intermission to my inner mission..

But I'm Saiyan,
A lot of Heros turned out to be Villains,
Like Some of my Gokus turned out to be Krillins,
I'm Saiyan;
Some of the Halos they held turned out to be Horns,
Some of the flowers they had handed me , had thorns,
I'm Saiyan;
I took advice from an imitation Master Roshi,
Fake homies just here for the ride, like Yoshi,
I'm Saiyan;
I had to pick a low to go on for my motivation,
I had to pick a coat to throw on for this hibernation,
I'm Saiyan;
for some reason my plight i chose to prolong,
Had them demons blowin up my cell , like Gohan,
I'm Saiyan;
I ducked advice and moved from the side of them,
Then i sacrificed ...myself-
I was on some saibaman,
I'm Saiyan;
I had to access these hidden chambers,
with my hand on my black chest,
I know I'm something greater...
I've always love DBZ and I chose to tell my story about abruptly moving to GA while referencing one of my favorite shows
Sebastian VL Mar 2020
Super Saiyan like Goku
Japanese got Nobu
Got things to blow through
Soul searching eat soul food

Lineman said go blue
Know things I know too
Cough down got the flu
'Rona season ye they knew

Hit a lick and they rich now
Kobe shooting bricks now
Make music you call sounds
Shorty go two rounds

Henny Henny on the flip town
Jealousy they talk about
I don't really give a **** now
I just wanna blow it up now

Someone come roll spliffs
6ix God go views this
Air punching got no fists
I just feel so diff

Get rich and go dip
Pinking I go swim
Jelly jelly got no diss
****** like solstice

Don't want to lose connect
Dripping down like a faucet
I just want to be blessed
Late sleep feel too stressed

Situations go reflect
"**** my ex" is a reflex
I just want two things
Big money and respect

East to side to the rex
Play smart got no decks
Aces  up next
Need a queen be the best

Whip around in my X
Flex on my ex
Check time Rolex
Get "I miss you" texts
This poem is a rhythmic work of art that flows to the instrumental of "B.S" by Jhene Aiko Ft. H.E.R. It is a personal poem based on my past gastronomical, athletic, romantic, and impactful experiences. Constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated. Have a good day. :)
My dear summers dream was to the taste cream
Pass me the triple beam the microphone fiend
Back on the scene simplicity is your complexity
So amazingly like grace I be rockin' the place
Like we Studio 54 shut down the doors
Once the bubbly pours and the **** adores
Ya mental **** ya sentimentals and these new aged millennials
They too satirical I make miracles flow potholes
Creatin' mass mayhem your an inconvenience
Cuz of ya hesitance my presence is known
Without even being shown paragraphs of stone
Hard to crack waxing tracks like a shark attack
Felonious acts we never back down
Til my soul drown in the core of the earth
Royalties since birth new my worth they tried to mirth
At my pain tryna change the game cuz all these cowards
Saying the same thang got dang got dang
Time to chess box like Wu Tang leavin' a stain
On ya reign no tears though I'll be on solo
Rippin' up instrumentals ya know how we do so...yeahhh


From the Sunny to bees that make the honey
Sticky icky like my spliffs be call me smokey
Puttin' fire to mother natures forests check the creases I
unleashes
Rap game mafiaso so so better back back
Or else get dropped lika Domino so here we go!
Here we go!
With the ghetto jams love girls with the derriere's of Pam
Got **** once again it's time to slam
Mics harder than Shawn Kemp ya flows shrimp
That's why ya girl calls me Mr **** no limp
Slick as Rick hello young world tilt and a whirl
Catch the swirl of Qatar Pearls on the neck of ya girl
Suckas better know I'm coming with a blow
Harder than Bowe combined with a super glow
black Saiyan raps slayin' turntables layin'
So I can get wicked lyrics Pickett
like Wilson
Flows in unison formation
of words
Herds a violent surge
feel the purge
We high rising no disguisin'
knockin' out Suckas who jivin' ain't none survivin' ?
Devin Eggins  May 2015
Saiyan
Devin Eggins May 2015
My planet burned.left in crumbles.
I fall to the ground from quite the tumble.
I fought the tyrant
Gave it my best shot
Now all hope lies in the hands of Kakarot.
I pray I was right.
Will the prophecy be true? Look out monster...he's coming for you.
Vashawn Jackson Aug 2015
look im "Vegeta"
flow colder than a freiza
big bang punchlines thats the ether
no exceptions when i step in the arena
im a hot  head my head got a fever
king kai my teacher
oozaru bout to step on you creatures
yall power level is low
the  god letting you know
your power level will show
when the battle arrives
ive been waiting to shine
no more waiting in line
cause im facing time
ill face time
to take mine
only the Great Divine God can change the signs
so the future has selected i
Bre Woeller  Apr 2016
DBZ
Bre Woeller Apr 2016
DBZ
Goku wears orange, Vegeta wears blue.
You're not a Saiyan, but I still choose you.
Your presence is stronger than a kamehameha beam.
Like Gohan and Videl, we make a great team.
Our love is over 9000, it's true.
Even destructo discs couldn't separate us two.
Let Nimbus fly us through our journey of life.
I love you, my warrior. Sincerely, Your Wife.
Matalie Niller Jul 2012
Original origami
feng shui of the tai chi
Lao Tsi
tao becomes all becomes tao
but for now
all becomes crazy
so funny, circumstances of life
like a silly little jigsaw puzzle citcom
situational irony,
"Oh, let's invite him!"
Oh, let's re-visit a drunken nightmare
too incoherent to say "stop"
thoughts stuck at the back of a throat
let's choke our chakras for a bit
get our green juices and black juices good and mixed up
like a splatter painting
****
I wish
kept it in like a champ
my own personal fault
too bro to be ***
not bro enough to be respected
interjected with comments, admissions
such nice compliments from terrible mouths
I know I can handle my liquor
I handle a lot
with shrugs and smiles
more liquor
just hand over the bottle
show you sometihng real impressive
ever seen a girl go super saiyan?
Humble be thy game
shallow be thy name
gnoming around
oh please, get a grip
even in boarderline unconsciousness
I know you don't find me that intriguing,
that brilliant,
just another girl too nice to hit
too paralyzed to think.
aviisevil Jun 2015
Larry says,
That there is no god
Larry is a cool guy
But I think he should give it a little thought,
I don't have a clue about god either
But does that matter ?
I think it does not
I think its about life and death
Larry won't care about the dead
but he's cool
sometimes Larry walks across the street without even turning his head
I mean traffic moves at neck break speeds, there's bound to be a death
sooner or later
but Larry is a badass or so he wants to portray
personally, I don't like crossing roads, **** scares me to death
I use that word a lot for some reason, death
I fear it, I can't seem to take it out of my head
nights and nights spent dreaming about what I'll leave in this world
I won't live forever, I admit
That hurts
but I don't want to be a cinical  man anymore
I don't think I ever wanted that in the first place
but life is weird, things just happen most of the time
and once in a while you come across a mirror and see your face
and scream oh lord, what a pathetic loser and turn your face
it's the ultimate disgrace
but that's not larry
he is too smart for that
we wear masks to hide ourselves
he wears one to free himself
same tools, different meaning
opposite stories but the same ending
almost poetic in nature
Larry was a poet too
a decent one at that
and he reminded me so much about the things I could've had
if only i wasn't dreaming so much
but sleep is so beautiful
how beautiful must be death
if there's a place I want to die
I want it to be in my bed
but Larry would rather
ride a missile to the school
I think that's.........okay
if its a Sunday and nobody is at school, otherwise not cool
But Larry is cool if you can look past that thing that has a chance of happening more remotely then him becoming a super saiyan,
What I am sayin' is
That there is no denying that Larry is at least has an imagination
he loves fantasy and talks in weird languages that honestly looks like he's having a seizure
He does it for leisure
what a geek, right ?
But geeks are cool now, aren't they ?
I mean, rock is dead
that's a blow
people play sports on a couch
okay
wars are boring
big nations attack a smaller nation that then attacks the bigger nation back until the smaller nation is destroyed by a host of other countries that were sold weapons by the big nation that started it, or you know.. they fail
But whatever, there's much good left in this world though the television and the media will have you believe otherwise
Though what is good does not always mean that it is not stupid as ****
It'll make you sick
But it's not harming anyone
only the people who watch it
it clicks
that's all there it is to that
Larry doesn't watch telly no more
he's beyond all that
He watches them when he wants
where he wants, how he wants
the thought haunts me often
That someone somewhere has a faster internet connection
I mean internet is like a thing now, I mean there has already been an inspection
of how awesome this new world is,
It's people and cultures
Free of boundaries and limits
Achieving the impossible everyday
A thing so huge
Even we can't comprehend it
and we made that **** up
( for the already dumb one )
and when I say we,
I mean we as collective species
and not as me and other individuals
but clearly, it's massive
where there's not only okay to be a thief but completely acceptable
I mean that's a spectacle
a mockery of laws of the land that you understand as an adult that thou won't steal from the other man
And they rebel against any management whatsoever
And that's how its supposed to be
So we're fine... I guess
Unless the skynet ?
Larry told me
skynet is already here
Waiting in our computers
Watching us and hearing us
All the ******* time
That means
Someone or something knows about everything of mine
that's just so ******' embarrassing and awkward and scary
But embarrassing and scary.... And it makes one feel ***** about oneself, maybe that's what's the problem is
We no longer get to be ourselves
think about it
When was the last time you said something or wrote something without thinking about it
you can be honest about it but you'll still lie to yourself, you still doubt it
if you really are what you see in the mirror, in the photos
Or through what they say about you
yet world has the many
And you have the few
Larry says he has more friends than he can accept
I find that statement strange at times but I haven't been able to inquire about it
but that's okay, Larry is a cool guy
he does his own business and still wears a tie
I mean, how often do you wear a tie when you don't have to
I think most humans are lazy and that'll be the last thing we'll do
Wear ties while deciding what to buy and what to sell
what to make and what to feed the hell with, oh hell
But they give birth as they gift death
I've seen some videos, I've seen some heads
nuclear families hiding in depths of the dark
destroying the fourth somebody many times apart
But that's just a theory
Less likely then R+L= j
I wish that would happen but if something else happens I would still be glad to have seen the end
I don't want to be lost this time, that would really **** my friend
Larry wouldn't watch the show
Because he thinks its not cool no more
When things like these happen, you know-
Those little small things that you observe sometimes
That reminds you that you are glad to be yourself rather than being another at least one human you know,
Mostly the ones you hate, given they hate you or maybe they don't
It doesn't matter
Or maybe the ones purely evil
Coming to evil
Larry says that every man has good and bad in them
And I've heard that from everybody
But it's something that is harder to teach than learn
You're own on your own, in the middle
While a pack of wolfs bark all around you
Nobody gives a **** anymore
For one thing
This world we have made
I've always wondered,
Is it not a world of distraction
rather than a world of progress
I guess every one is a Larry
Who only ever thinks about himself
But pretends to be kind in person
That doesn't matter
Because what is, it is
I remember a story I once told Larry when I was at an altitude and had a head-ache and could barely sit up or breath up,
That was a real **** up
And I told him, what if a child who never learns that Santa is not real and never assumes anything, grows old and die, never knowing that Santa has never been,
Would it matter
Now that the man shall never be,
With all he has ever seen
Wouldn't it be a lovely dream
To be in a world
Where there's more than death

even without god ?
not a poem ?
Michael Marchese Apr 2017
You can't catch me 22 
I'm miles dead ahead of you  
Runnin' circles round' you squares
With lion shares and grizzly bares
Livin' on a cobra's prayer
With taboo turpitude'n tongue
Conundrums that I'm summon'un
The meta-Orpheus has come
Since 21, the chosen one
I'm neo-hippy rebel ****
So ante-uppers, get you some
Eleven seven slurpee sun
Super-soaking supernovas
With a matrix water gun
From vats of hydrochloric
Spillin' Joker on the masses
Turnin' Gotham allegoric
Into clown prince rhymes of passion
Of a blood of Christ fanatic
Jimmy Jones'n as I'm cashin'
In the semi-theocratic
Weapon cache'n checks imbalanced
Chemically unstable attic  
Bat **** crazy poison gases
Spewin' power-trippin' fascist
Cataclysmic autocratic
Devolution clash of classes
Resolution's prehistoric
Meteoric democratic  
So I'm risin' from the ashes
From dismayin' to conveyin'
How I'm goin' super Saiyan
When the treasure hordes of Mordor lords
Corrupt the men of Numenor
For Bard the Bowman heroes
Are the roles that I am playin'
In shadows of the Arkenstone
When I go dragon slayin'
Classy J  Aug 2016
Get Over It
Classy J Aug 2016
Yeah, curious furious instincts, going till my tank is empty, life is a balancing act man, hope I don't fall and break apart like Humpty Dumpty. Going in, connecting every shot, yeah you bet this is a battle that I will win, have you already forgot? Tucking you in, bearing my cross, been going up and down those hills man, living life like a boss. Young native and graduated, making my expectations stay elevated like a real g, leaving your corpses eradicated, didn't I tell you not to mess with me? For I am the chronic, get yawl hooked on me, and if you don't listen, I'll go subatomic. Going super saiyan sonic, I hustle every day, yeah I may not be a saint but I'm sure as hell not demonic. Got to dumb it down, as the clock is ticking down, got the *** slipping down, no time to stop, no time to be mocked, the charges have been set, so get down. Twisted explicit domestic impressive with a message, got all you haters bested, yet interested, messed with your heads with my words, guess that makes you infected. Going undetected by most outlets, it's sad the only people who make it it in the music industry are sell outs, and the ones who are real never really make it. I think this world has become defective, false perceptions got you bumping to frauds, so I guess subliminal  brainwashing is indeed effective. Leaning towards Gods, punishment that resembles the crime, get out the rods, it time for judgement time. It sickens me to see them dragging you into their witch craft trickery, get out the med kit and heal you before you become easy pickings. Giving me a head congestion, we have gotten so low, it's like were currently in a recession. I don't aim for perfection, I am a realist, ready for suggestions, got out my idea list, ready to take some risks. Got your ******* twisted in a knot, can you feel the rush? If you got nothing good to say, you should hush, don't have to give it a second thought, lay it all out even it is not a royal flush. I have not lost my edge, keep you on the ledge, spear through you as if I was the Rated R superstar edge. You must have lost your minds if you think my rhymes have become sublime, so there is no need to bind, I promise that I am fine. I memorize what matters, and say my two cents, sure some times I improvise, but life is like the board game snakes and ladders, except you don't get no guide or hints. I'm like lemon in the eyes, I don't comprise, unlike other rappers, yeah I am a light, flushing down others down the crapper. I put everything on the table, don't have anything under my sleeve, I'm just real, whereas the rest of yawl as fake as a weave. I am a unique, so of course the world treats me as a freak, but glory to those who are meek. I can hold my own, so pick up the phone and let a friend know, that I will always bring on a show. No need for help to get back on my feet,  I grind oppressors into meat. Started from nothing, my mom raised me, made sure that I could become a something, yeah I make sure nothing would no longer faze me. Can only look forward, can no longer be the coward, found good friends to keep me empowered. It could always be worse, sure I don't drive in a hearse, but I amerce and reverse my predicaments so that I can change others and make a better universe. Never shot a gun, never got into the gangs, and no I aint no priest or nun, I'm just a poet that shall silence all you little naughty lambs. Get out the Chianti and fava beans, rise against the machine, stone those hypocritical philistines.
Yo feel the boomerang that hangs
Off ya mental it's plain and simple
I pop demos like pimples know the principle
How to flow master the glow like Bruce Leroy I'm turning yellow
Super Saiyan keep enemies on their knees praying
Once my skin touches the sun that's my sho gun puttin' holes in one
I'm talkin' about ya head we never chase the bread instead
Like to knock Wilmas and beat on the mental doors like Fred
In the bed cuz I make it rock hard to cop
Yet I don't stop til my nuts pop and my celestrial ***** drops
I'm speakin' ****** alchemy raisin' that third eye to heights of sunny
Ain't nothing funny never played a *** or a dummy
Mad cuz they womens be up under me sayin' punish me
Once I give em a hit of the weapon' no half steppin' like Fetchin'
This is the third stage of Armageddon no more lettin'.
Off I'm a God next to Amen'ra
Above the law like Segal ruthless on the mic tactics similiar to Siegal check the sequel
I can tell a pig cuz they always squeal for real ya know the deal
So fakers stop runnin' ya mouth
Before death becomes ya permanent seal


Once I enter your head the adrenaline sped
Leavin' ya oozin' and ya brains dead
**** what critics said mad cuz I'm bakin' more bread
Than a baker like **** shakers I be the earthquaker
Rhymes shake ya into a coma check my persona
Got few rukas from Tijuana
Tote marijuana my bicho
Strikes like the tail of an iguana black as Madonna worshipped under
The secrecy of the Romans papacy
Just another black mystery of legacy
Just cause we better than thee
lookin' at the stars I see bars beyond bars
Infectin' my ment'al like lars far from subpar as ya subconscious scarred
From my projectables that's barbed
Like wire it don't matter you still gone shatter
That badder I get the harder I hit
Like pucks to stick
I'm scoring and no goal tending this
This is me at my worse breakin' the curse through every verse
Emcees catchin' bodies
Then I am the hearse soon to take a search
Hikin' up the divine mountain and blessing's counting
It don't matter ya rhymes amount to nothing
MCs glutton as the games unbutton
But I'm dressin' up my flows then all of sudden
I gotta play my guard close soon for them to see toast
Spiritually drained as I hit em back to back like a  boomerang

this huh boomerang

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