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Cyclone Dec 2019
My son and daughter, your father's heart is slaughtered, I feel I'm bothered, by many stints that's tense, they wanted, to keep me on it, and their impression gets me tested and I get expressive, rapidly depressive once excessive use of force stresses, that I'm exempted, and only tempted, to perceive my ways as if they pay to be a tenant, that's not relented, a second chance to try repenting, of all my pending, misdeeds, they lead as if they cleave, to be a bother, so plot me smaller, in a light where change remains my caller, I need that HOLY WATER.
Cyclone Dec 2019
Atrocity;
Just see velocity of
poverty stopping me, the evil crimes in time points to mind that rots in me, they copping me and toppling me, I gotta be blaming my want for fame and ashamed from the wicked game that was taming me, the same should be said for the heads that failed to see epitome of death in the soul that crept to keep LORD Jesus sheep's possessions, see no lessons from acting reckless, now exit as I deck this empty neck with your golden necklace, I bet this won't reset this outer life as I chose to set this, confession from my adolescence, down while trying to prep this, strict following of ******, apologies in the dirt, the cost of looking weak, I turn my cheek on the price it's worth, the birth defects of my effects will show there's no stopping me, get schooled on the rules as I defined
atrocity.
Cyclone Dec 2019
My ears become amazed, my eyes no longer hazed as I gaze, into a surrounding city where the sounds got me lost in a maze, grab a saxophone and play, got all the time I have today, see the world gets stuck just on one thing, till that thing just ain't the **** one day, that Boney James got me rocking, Dancing Fantasy got me knocking, I'm stopping and clocking out my job so I can keep on jocking, the beats got me lost in a trance, time to grab a girl and dance all night, cause I feel like, I'm out of sight, so let's do this right, let's not fight, it's my delight to be a gentleman and enjoy the scene, thought California took the cake with pleasure, but I never seen, harmony to the full extent, relaxation to the heaven sent, backgrounds that make me lose my breath, what a perfect setting, now the times are set, bungee jump, never tried that yet, even though my fear of heights and death, got me thinking taking second chances, scandalous times makes the days go wreck, this Jazz City slowing down the flow, creative mind just let things go, like **** smoking, super senseless joking, got you doing things you never done before, ask me to go?, I'm staying here!, ***** you see I'm happy here!, ain't nothing but those sounds of cheer, that's the reason why I kicked you out of here, can't resume my fear, bring this sound to youth, jazzy sounds will bring you out the truth, going back and forth through the years you see we still act up and we choose to shoot, turn that car and loop, back to this city, free your mind from high sadity, talk to your soul while your words are witty, thank you God for jazz city.
Cyclone Dec 2019
Fortune and fame seems to dominate this culture, got ones spitting game, igniting flames all in this culture, but I always look back at ones who pioneered this culture, must show some respect to the ones that put their heart in this culture, Afeni Shakur gave birth to a son that gave us wisdom, died such a tragic death, it seems his work would all out live him, so I follow his steps and prep the knowledge that I give em, got only one chance to make a change so I can't diss em, May the 2nd was a day where I had to change, got the news you had passed so it is my task to not sound plain, put in hard work and praise the mother that had came, and gave me the pen and all the rules to change this game, I pray to the LORD that you are safe up in his place, no longer face pressure from people plotting cause of race, reunited with your son in a heavenly matrimony case, this honors to you, I just can't wait to see your face, THE MOTHER OF HIP HOP.
Cyclone Dec 2019
I've got a will, only just one will, can you take my request?, can you please stop making expectations, taking all of my best?, it causes stress!, and turns me into one of your *******, y'all bout to make me gon and brake free, can't take no more bad stitches, **** all the riches!, it ain't worth my natural God given beauty, I don't know why they like plastic surgery, you one cutie truly, don't need that *****!, just your mind, to break all of those barriers,  like I told you once before it is our job as a carrier, to fight for the good and merrier, you got a life still!, so say just say ******* to that addict, habits hooked on that pill, support the real!, and see what happens, they following you, now only mission for you now is just to bring em all through, cause if one don't make it, you faked it, do all you can, it just takes all of us to bring success as one helping hand, now make that the plan on this land, and we'll figure it out, cause I'm too tired of this ****, I wanna get up and shout. CHANGE!
Cyclone Dec 2019
Dear Diary,

It seems they love to detain me, they let these chains be on me for years, I let my gun pop to multiple crooked cops, when will this pressure stop, been shedding some tears, my life style's changed, I'm switching my gears, hope this judge will free me, I'm on parole, killed a person again, steady losing control, I'm wondering when they'll let me out of this hole, I rot and get old as I stress out the blues, I envy a brother just cause he has better shoes, I'm owing the LORD lots of more praises and dues, he gives me a way but still I **** and refuse, now I'm labeled a menace, you tell me what I can do?, society grudges and judges me, I'm feeling I'm through, why they always judge me, why they always judge you, they just oblivious and hypocrites that pick on the few, although your saying is true, cause I'm ****** up in the head, got only 2 months till I will lay on that bed, execution is key!, death is more likely instead, cause I'm addicted to killing and feeling demons and dread.
Cyclone Dec 2019
The freedom of speech is limited, this country has never recognized, the beliefs I wished to put in, but they approached me once I prophesized, that our rights will soon be taken, and our backs will soon start breaking, from hard labor doing them a favor, they asked me was I faking, I said ."no *****, I'm not faking!, y'all must think I'm some kind of fool, the plan you have for us in the future, is for us to be slammed by your rule, I use my mind just like it's a tool, and take advantage of the rights y'all gave me, but it's like y'all want my mouth to stay closed, I oppose this modern day slavery, it's like a trap, please Jesus come save me, I'm at the crossroads looking at the white house, what kind of freedom does it bring after Martin Luther King was shot, cause he spoke from his mouth, politicians want to know what I'm about, how can I speak if I still can't preach, how can I ever make solutions, add to constitution if I don't have freedom of speech."
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