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Dec 2019 · 121
Do a Little Something
Cyclone Dec 2019
Do a little something, pleasure sure to expand, I wash my hands to exhaust risk of losses they plan, must understand I'm a man who don't cheat cause of scenery, come take a seat as I teach all their reasons for secrecy, their decency recently was redeeming their place, and everybody at their parties hardly tardy when shaped, appearing laced brought the case of me tracing the spot, had a date but my fate is not complacent with who I brought, dribble in pivotal tracks, but when lacking the fundamentals, I'm just a one coincidental mental with no essentials, with all my pencils breaking cause their aching with no potential, you take advantage, causing damage, rancid is my torrential, despise of the lies in disguise, must trust em not, avoiding from getting appointed, loyal to self employment, appointments anointing mourns, a joint that must get torn, copy the woman's scorn, all their points are not reborn, ain't it a night of my delight, flights, I have to form, sorting through the distortion for the portion I must reform.
Dec 2019 · 83
Competition Tactic
Cyclone Dec 2019
Take advantage when their management ****** from the scam to bandage, resume my plans for slamming these famines, these grams examined, expand commanding mansions, freelancing enhancing all, descendants with independence extending the free for all, appalled?, you're just contending, I'll be defending my case, know when you attempt reshaping, you just embracing my place, now face your empty space, a case is something that drags, but judging off how you lagged off rags, well, you flagged.
Dec 2019 · 172
This Epidemic...
Cyclone Dec 2019
Seems like it's definite, take a breath in this epidemic, epistemic, I saw them prepping the rep of "second hits", my strength can't be stationed, these acts of sanctions ain't for wise confiscation, it's conversation for constipation, of the words that can infer what they pursue, when they failed, they saw my success and uttered "Jew", rich in history, mystery follows misery, their delivery shivered, so they would steal from me.
Cyclone Dec 2019
Exhibitions with more additions efficiently ******* me, they drawing these borders, paying a quarter for shipping me, ordering misery scorches forces that rally, make the government your biggest enemy when in Cali, learn to count up the tallies cause they will proudly exterminate, they label you vermin, claim it's a sermon but burn with hate, I'm checking our earning rates, all they're serving is turn of fate, but never let your mission dissolve, EVOLVE YOUR STATE.
Dec 2019 · 95
Code Red
Cyclone Dec 2019
If one cannot adapt to what has happened with gaps depleting, it's just to call it even, you got reason committing treason, my naked eye determines seeing serpents interprets learning, of individuals that are despicable, giggle burning, if you had shown your presence as impression to test the furious, in the ones who serious with getting delirious, to your curiosity of an atrocity walking, and the actions from your talking, prophet's prophecy stalking.
Dec 2019 · 93
Crooked Coincidence
Cyclone Dec 2019
In this coincidence, we inhibited vividness, close fires desires liars that give in this, tried conducting but something uttered "corruption", cigars scars my stars that's never far from touching them, such a gem forbidden but never hidden, it's only fitting me spitting so now I'm ******* collisions free, this wasn't me, successful is looking stressful, what only is looking helpful is ripping my spine and vessels, no more nutrients ******* the rules with foolishness, you may see me today, looking down the way, no more juiciness, in ingredients fit for feeding believing this, what's your reason for bleeding, you must be reading this???...
Dec 2019 · 77
Quick Hypothetical
Cyclone Dec 2019
A Hypothetical, in my poetical led aesthetic, I'm pathetic, not prophetic if wrestling with this synthetic collection, corrections won't give protection cause these possessions shines what is ugly, but if I'm lucky, you still would **** me, future letters would prove the predator is the editor, trust me and you will find that the prey is your competitor.
Dec 2019 · 129
One Thing After Another
Cyclone Dec 2019
I take a minute to clear these gimmicks I mentioned, the tension making me second the need for wrecking my section, this new impression may shoot all the true affection, no destiny free from stressing, our beings are two dimensions, for three, I'm messing with fragrance that proves it's flagrant, no putting me at the top, I'm so opposite not adjacent, I caught you chasing me, facing me, know I'm naughty, but since my interest was instant, let's party in my Bugatti, the music doubts me so no one chooses to shout me, so losing this type of thing, all the dues it brings sings about me, call each other by cursed names, fame was not the same, no gimmicks cleared cause I fear, here, I was to blame.
Dec 2019 · 79
Well Intentions
Cyclone Dec 2019
The detailed facet of the average paths don't pass and so I laugh and draft the graph to have a better track of class, I can add the math, and see what I must do just to pursue my savvy bliss, plus the pleasure that is due for the pursuit of happiness, know my snappiness is ****** when it's sappy to my vermin within, it spells its cleverness, endeavored in my permanent sins, until forgiven, did I mention that my fiscal has crashed?, still that home in San Francisco won't be kissing my ***, borrowing, sorrowing methods, please inspect it, to check for my ethics, wrecked in this injected objective, bet my expressions will reject the next effective sketch I fetched if I'm receptive to the loss, the cost, the boss and the default that's all my fault, and what I bought that now is caught in my distraught, so now I'm taught this slot indeed will rot and plot for my demise, in the eyes that cries and knots, cause it knew it tastes the clot, and a lot of it will prove that it fooled as smooth to soothe THIS SURPRISE from my thoughts, will you ever keep it hot when you sought HOW TO RISE?
Dec 2019 · 63
Reborn
Cyclone Dec 2019
Witness her fitness where she prays, these days is phased, trying to coat yourself with glaze, clear the haze with rays, from the sun, cause don't no truer person cope with hopes, that you rope all in your life, the sheer scope is wrote, in the quotes, of many journals with their serious missions, value giving, so that's a vision to help all of who's missing, an inner self, cause they dealt with the critics that melt, all that they felt, so the belts choke the voice from one's self, so they can't speak, and they're weak, but you came with your's, so after wars, open doors heal those fire born sores, so that's a score, cause the more that we make it through storms, we feel reborn, after feeling torn from scorns of thorns.
Dec 2019 · 82
In His Shoes
Cyclone Dec 2019
I cannot pay a man's dues,
But I can be in his shoes.
I cannot sing him the blues unless he's hurt feeling bruised.
May not completely be true,
but this will probably make him confused.
I may just make him amused,
but I can always be in his shoes.
Dec 2019 · 124
Bandit
Cyclone Dec 2019
When the bandit no more stands it, he will hand it, depart and transit, when I plan it, I will scan it, fail and then can it, no one's demanded to be stranded, banded in scamming, we just commanded our remnants to fuse and man it, now screaming "**** it!", I am rammed to depend on T.A.N.F, how can I stand if I am planted in help that's jammed in, a different planet, now I'm lost, poor and slanted, just like the bandit who was stranded, now I must hand it.
Dec 2019 · 70
COLLAPSE
Cyclone Dec 2019
What did you say? A collapse is coming? Try to tell me something else new, I knew this was true, so tear your *** shoo, I got no time for feeling blue, cause what they done to me, I'm used to, same will be done to you, they didn't listen when I spit out facts, they shut me up cause I'm black, so **** them *******, I ain't going back, so when they get hacked, act like it was not a surprise, them cowards die, see the ******* ***** in they eyes, while in disguise, play it off like it was just a relapse, I warned them sorry suckas, **** em!, now watch em collapse.
Dec 2019 · 101
Bad Rep...Already
Cyclone Dec 2019
21st century, I can't salute, while ******* steady going down, I pray and give a tribute, got a problem with my ways ***** gon and shoot!, too many problems that we face I don't mind taking the boot, half our troops feel the same, we cry for ones who've fallen, disaster waiting for the one's who thinking they steady balling, **** the government!, rebel against takers who stalling, only got one place to go when I hear the Lord calling, 9/11 just repeat itself in these final years, rest in peace to the soldiers who fought and all of my peers, after seeing so much death, I can't no longer have fears, only visions of the heaven's as I hold in my tears.
Cyclone Dec 2019
Is it the man in me or the song she sings that makes me so proud?

Is it the mind of me? Her melody, that makes the sky have no clouds?

I guess it's her, she's beautiful, she's golden like a trophy.

Anyone who heard her voice would cheer, I'm glad she really knows me.

When the world is stuck and worn out and there's nothing left to do,
her voice will shed some light on us bringing joy to me and you.

I never hate but congratulate, her voice sounds never wrong.

I just sit back and lay here..every time she sings her song!
Dec 2019 · 69
Isolation
Cyclone Dec 2019
My nemesis is the emphasis of skepticism penning redemption, that's a sign they cause tension that's rarely mentioned, true intention is lessened, now confessions are twice self inflicted, we're not decisive, we're conflicted, poetry was goading me to blow a deed, breeds are mistaken, the Gangster's traces soon replaces basis, so they catch cases, can I face it when complacent, no I stare at the sun, Sin City hides pity, so I'm gritty for fun, now let the crisis add spices, take a slice and then shun, at the society though your notoriety is done.
Dec 2019 · 63
Worthy Advisor
Cyclone Dec 2019
The spice of enticing, the advising is a prize of violets, only the trueness past your eyelids can withstand the blinding, morphing my movements to stiffness my thickness soon disposes, if not a witness to origins, the rich in fortunes closes, my depiction of fiction is friction free from places, check for broad homeostasis when you are spontaneous, check my basis evading if cries and lies pervading, cause there's no need to advise if my deposits' faking.
Dec 2019 · 124
Battle Sucka Mc's
Cyclone Dec 2019
Truly behold, I've captured beauty and soul, controlling cowardly streaks, connecting sour and sweet, steady sensation, my flavored "deadly" rotation eliminates competition, decisions slick with precision, proved efficient, confusion fuses deficient towards all the victims that spitting, my rhythms' wisdom depicts em, as, problems unsolved that can't evolve or breathe, so when they ******* with me, they stressing "please not me!", so activating my aspiration, to folks I say salutation, my rhymes are so captivating to be, the urban legend that came from heaven and pending to be attending conventions where cats attempting to flee.
Dec 2019 · 61
This Dirty Game
Cyclone Dec 2019
Just because I offered you service, I can be sure that I'm worthless from cursing verses that I plant in the dirt, reverse my earning, hate the heavy rotation, inflation caters my prices, oh yes my favor is trifling, though rights get tight like its dices, enticed my brightness to follow, you won't see light till tomorrow, slicing your mind like it's hollow, respect my grind if you follow or borrow, sorrows impetuous, prejudice to positions, envision romance advancing but then commanding your feelings, it might be thrilling and chilling, repeal your dealings when needed, if you proceeded, can't say it cheated your lead when defeated, but keep depletion deleted unless diseases provokes it, I'm not the one who would hope it, but yet the one who has spoke it.
Cyclone Dec 2019
Introduction is sudden to such seduction, I cry, but the silence from my mouth without the doubts is no lie, so further fly to the sky for definitive living although repetitive, attentive to the change is forgiving, forcing revisions to rekindle, hindering dividends, aftermath, I get caught up involving products I'm ******* in, hoping the sinners listening, giving a second chance, beginners who understand me, demand me to plan my stance, refusing to their commands, commencing to gain a value, we formed the losses of man, the cost is bosses we salute, getting gruesome induces what we ****** as a function, so as you read this, believe it's a growing fetus I'm *******.
Dec 2019 · 98
Establishing Your Brand
Cyclone Dec 2019
You only can be the founder from countering cowards wrath, try tactics to rise the fastest, you die by classic collapse, proceeding, I see the g that means all the glee being gangster, from tasking to blast assassins, the p is passion in prankster, commingling, continue singing to sew the strings for wings, fake preaching disgraces teachings, they trace beseeching for things, rags to riches are flames that frame to blame your brain, bag them ******* that claim they came to save from shame.
Dec 2019 · 114
Laser Focused
Cyclone Dec 2019
For your plans to mold me, you sold me to focused homies, stories that you told me would scold me to fold the phonies, no more sitting lonely, I'm growing and showing consciousness, accomplishments astonish responses that launch my confidence, tolerance is in larger margins, I bargain starving, barging parking spots, target these crooked sergeants departing foreign thoughts that's hot, tutor the newest shooter, the loser is the contributor, cruisers are distributors that fool us using a computer.
Dec 2019 · 72
The Legend #Long Live Pac
Cyclone Dec 2019
The legend, different from felons, I knew him well, claiming life is hell, paying bail to the logic they tell, his ethics fail, cells can compel your timidness, cries were the vividness of his innocence, living this, he chose to give us this, vision with his deposition, stricken, I see the mission to listen so that I can glisten, ditching the ***** that's swelling, I'm dwelling not to be a legend, but I addict to telling my skeleton is frame of gelatin, must strengthen to full awaken, quake in sake of shaking stations complacent from their erasing of the ones that's placing gracing, now they are victims into a system we may rhythm, although we say we miss em, we kiss em all goodbye, forgetting.
Cyclone Dec 2019
With that, chip on your shoulder, it's hard to mold you, I see you soldier, we're deranged, engaged pain, the strain scolds you, blood is colder when we look over the boulder we strapped, so when we clap our own caps, we get trapped, was every act its own rap or gaps that happened either by mapping or slacking the use of facts, I'm slapped and almost snapped, harassed but always laughed, my path may stash the cash but blood baths makes that ash, whoop my ***, you last only to get slashed, passed every task, but add math of GOD'S wrath, you grew like grass, I'm clapping cause I'm your only witness, really I'm an actor, my tractor assassinates your business!, within this, it's hard to finish the fitness of a pro that wishes this, replenishing of his innocence, who knows of PHOTOSYNTHESIS??!!!
Dec 2019 · 66
Youngsta's These Days
Cyclone Dec 2019
Quick glance in this one man's stand, right out his diary, "Since they're quick to hire, these liars would never fire me, fiery, entirely, tire me by your coldness, but if you think competitive, negative kills your  boldness.", he exhibits explicit, rhythmic misogynistic flows, as he spits it, I wish it was just a ***** to whom composed, this exposed piece of ignorance, hindering to his facts, coming back to reality, galaxy now relaxed, where he's at is rather saddening, but happening because it's challenging, if you thought Aladdin was grabbing, tab bout this babbling with scrabbling, pencils that's meant for the work of art, though many of us scripted for beauty, we're truly parched, embarked, but limits would hit me and make me timid, jump into my written vision fearing the collisions, referred to his diary just by my actions taken, he may have had the truest piece of fate, humans' sake I'm debating.
Dec 2019 · 62
Overthinking
Cyclone Dec 2019
The raise of concerns, I don't play my turn, grinning is thinning, spinning my insides, pressure is thick, would you pick this or slim pride, notice my stem died, I'm growing in the opposite direction where I am second to wrecking in oppression, guessing what rose from blessings, I'd probably say I earned, enough just to prove I'm tough, stuck in ******* off my turn, to me listen not, just write my plot was a flop, to you, keep it hot, cause if you stop, you will rot.
Dec 2019 · 50
I Travel
Cyclone Dec 2019
Freedom to travel, would let me unravel my pen and Scrabble, urban met suburban and rural had built my castle, grass and cattle fed me the basics, the road was gravel, and public transportation was hub of the city's hassle, suburban surely serving excursions to learn to dabble, how fun it was to witness the gripping, slipping and saddles, thanking GOD for all of my wisdom, prisms, and paddles, surfing, seeing surging and all the ******'s, I TRAVEL!
Dec 2019 · 84
Boy Turns to Man
Cyclone Dec 2019
Although we did connect, I would always have a wreck, cause a lack of true respect towards the different ***, I'd inspect deeper in her eyes, moments I would compromise, but I still would never rise, letters hide, critical gems of this literal stem, did I consider to blend with them forming little mends, and not pretend, reason through reconcile brought defile to the child inside that was used to mortifying his needs of refining, taking heed to trying, I would fine she was mine, cause of time spent to grip her mind, so we shine!, gaining interest understanding without the commanding brought my standing to me handing her, MY TIME.
Cyclone Dec 2019
I despise my "sorry", violence at all my parties, I've come to witness my "sorry" scars me and made me tardy, remaining thick and hardy, tough skin is thin from within, and all the rules that I bend- can't hide the ink from the pen, foretelling all of this sin, it's kin to being shoddy, and so I reap what I sow, and though revising copies, can mean a different plotting, It still can never stop me, be better off getting bodied by those who wish they shot me, and so the rules it's taught me, is that this life is blotchy, dotted with spots of false knowledge, that closets me as parted, just wish I never started, what I can never finish, watching my words diminish, while disses get replenished.
Cyclone Dec 2019
The evil mind in this time has no purity, living in sin begins a time for me to say obscurity, is the reason why security, shows no mercy for man, and when it can, it still buries me, so true protection tends to worry me, I start to hurriedly, take a breath fore death flurries me, I let these thoughts somehow continue, believe my venue, can be a place where faces lend you, a new soul and start to send you, they different menu, so you can pick and click what trends do, but, you're still stuck and it condemned you, do you intend to, turn around where frowns tend to, trick you again and say there's purity, though you know sure this sea, has no depths of set maturity.
Dec 2019 · 97
Holy Water
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.
Dec 2019 · 91
Atrocity
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.
Dec 2019 · 101
Jazz City
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.
Dec 2019 · 119
Mother Of Hip Hop
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.
Dec 2019 · 60
Will to Society
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!
Dec 2019 · 58
Diary Of a Menace
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.
Dec 2019 · 87
Freedom Of Speech
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."
Cyclone Dec 2019
I gave my so-called friends nectar from my flower but all they gave me in return was the venom from their stinger and now I must bite the bullet and **** it up and **** it out to keep growing.
Cyclone Dec 2019
You can rest peacefully now you son *****, we got your memo, keep your contributions known, oh **** it's time to leave this cemetery, dry my eyes, can't stand them teary, rest in peace, we out to get blown!, now years have passed, your name is unknown, forgot all about you, who were you again?, We done let society come and change us, ****** us up, and arranged us, we really in this world full of sin, going down memory lane, won't help us to mend, all of those feelings that we used to have, so now it's said and done, I guess the devil won, what is there left that is worth for us to grab? I'm not trying to point the fingers, not trying to make excuses, but the whole world does this ****, so no matter who you are, we will forget who you are, can't torch this furnace, the fire is lit, my mind was selfish and paybacks a *****, so release my soul as quickly as you can, then gon and have me buried, temporarily be worried, and forget about this ignorant man.
Dec 2019 · 98
Old School Motherfucka
Cyclone Dec 2019
Catch me at the house of blues killing all the shows, or catch me out in D.C. setting highs and ending lows, heck, anywhere you catch me, know my soul's gon be around, with a little touch of Marvin Gaye, ****, I like that sound, just blame it on my upbringings and call it how you see, my uptown funk is serious, how you think it's supposed to be, I fool you and I school you, killed the vibe of this sorry sucka, that's what you get when you deal with an Old School *******, from 60s to the 70s I rock to clock g's, getting furious and delirious, this top celebrity, got the old folks jamming, got the young folks jamming, so it's relevant my material is cramming, spamming, slamming, look at me, examine how this **** has to be done, don't have to go all on the radio screaming to have fun, just chill, relax in the sun, and let the old school speak to you, climbing up the charts, it's gon re dominate your visual.
Dec 2019 · 70
End Of the World?...
Cyclone Dec 2019
We're armed, we come with alarm and bring harm, army in swarms, we bring thorns as the norms, replacing the sin, with what is in the kingdom heaven, squashing the devil, we know his rebel Armageddon, places you look are all shook, read the book, of scripture, the picture is vivid, timid will be cooked, north to south, either way, west and east, pains are deceased, we bring peace to the meek, like hokus pokus the force of locust only focus, on who is evil, we brave like eagles from medieval, glorious stallion, watch for the dragon from the ground, roar loud sounds, it causes pounds when it's found, drying the seas, we cause shakes in the lakes, true heartbreak, we know it's late for a date, take out the mountains, black out the sun, now we're done, now here HE comes, behold the SON, we have won.
Dec 2019 · 112
UNIQUELY
Cyclone Dec 2019
Under identity chorus, vocals sings my verses, Notching a deeper tempo, soprano channels planned notes, Inner instrumentals a vent to my dying curses, Quickly expires desires higher than a man's hope, Unifying efforts that's trying to stop from dying, Exit my second depression trying to find a new me, Losing my conspires, these fires won't be defying, Yes the devil isn't my level, said UNIQUELY.
Dec 2019 · 48
The World Is Mine
Cyclone Dec 2019
With all my morals and my dreams, I was redeemed demeaning madness, occupation living lavish, slashing slavish schemes of sadness, taste the badness of my cabbage, adding practice made me great, world is mine, the girls are fine, life feels sublime when you're not late, can I say I earned my pay though everyday can have it's way, I say yes cause the best never rest when we prey, though we suffer like the others, we don't buffer from the clutter, cause our mothers never raised us to be crazed and phase our brothers.
Dec 2019 · 68
Know Yo Steelo
Cyclone Dec 2019
Perfect pictures of my sister with the symphony I give her, sense appreciation from her in the song that she delivers, saw my brother playing jazz in the past, now he flags, guess he came up with that observation, seeing how it drags, the stained broken glass misinterpreting it's surface when the purpose is determined it was searching in the curses of a hollow body sorrowed as he follows just to borrow, support from subordinate sources, courses forced tomorrow, so as I torch the pile of files defiled, know it's certain, that what you bring to light upon this Earth could close your curtain.
Dec 2019 · 71
Sweet Obsession
Cyclone Dec 2019
I've got the richest tales!, can you depict my spells from my impression, from a blessing we may ask the question, are we in heaven?!, it's sweet obsession I'm confessing from just a lesson, but I was guessing on the question through my mind that was stressing could never understand, to be a man with demands, my stand was bittersweet, but look at her she's complete, I feel I'm weak, stroking bleak streaks, punishing sketches, she fetches precious, I expect our sexes to be complex in sections we failed before, measure power in "*****" or "*****" in metaphors we use it towards, I found it louder to speak in vein than slamming doors, my obsession is in the blessing I'm looking for, as the sun sets, sweat purifies to tears, every poet has to know it that their best was fears, will you ever find your rest through the stress with gear?, probably never if you're better getting struck by spears.
Dec 2019 · 80
Dead In One's Tracks
Cyclone Dec 2019
Witness to a business, fitness statistics, vicious to sadistic *******, pitch my addition, coalition in a bold position molds decisions, I'm itching after I was stitching riches to snitches, depiction of this vision makes you wish I was dead, the robbing of my throbbing heart, narks and the feds, beg you to release me but you teach em a challenge, you balance when your talents kills the savage through salience, but it's universal, fierce rehearsal is wide, so you demonstrate savage hate to their pride, I died asking why did we lie to society, crying that defying would bring notoriety.
Cyclone Dec 2019
I'd like to focus on your sense of why you like to dream about me, smelled the scent that I had left, though you resent the schemes that doubts me, cross your brothers train of thought, guess you were caught up in my frame, but don't you recognize, you must accept this rep, respect disdains, all the pain you pertained if you really sort of like me, precisely, you entice me, but this ice tween us ain't spicy, it's like we know it bites, but it ain't right for us to mend, the way for this to go is if you hope you can PRETEND.
Dec 2019 · 125
Misunderstood?...
Cyclone Dec 2019
Specific and prolific assists with my hieroglyphs, I was making an incision, envisioning an eclipse, never simple though it's pivotal, visits crippled a man, now a sense of hate inhibits exhibits, skits in a scam?, was I ******?, through my knowledge with sketching not ever stretching?, maybe it's my fetching, incepting and now accepting, journeys past these tourneys, sojourning to mold a script, so now behold my grip, that I sold in hieroglyphs.
Cyclone Dec 2019
A few reflective numbers to kick off the summer, deflect inspecting cause the moment they question they want another session, though my impression is destined to make a song a blessing, I have to settle to pedal my heart to rest my vessels, just a gesture to journey free so mercy me!, though you hunger, must thirst to see, your first ain't me!, in our nature a chaser can only bring us vapors, and our replacer may teach us that later they're our favor.
Dec 2019 · 120
Early Life Crisis (Outro)
Cyclone Dec 2019
I share my cry till I clarify in brutal honesty, set aside if you promise me that a crisis is prophecy, sacrificing your might to fight but igniting for fair exchange, comparing when daring names but shame when I bear his claim, so we all may tear the same, but your compromise, was decisions you dramatized, the reason your sum declined, to others may come a shine, a sign through violence, they may worship when others silenced but die when they try alliance, cause timing will prove reliance is spelling dependent, and it fails when recommended to get your stand apprehended, so seldom, it's rarely mentioned but fairly despised, someone spare me rather than scare me, I stare in my eyes, it was my wish to rise, but from the cycle, I'm no disciple, if wishing for a revival, why do I think suicidal?, for maybe the clue is titled, "denied cause of genocide", my sentence identified, I ruined the sense of mind, why do even tense the time?, a rhyme never infiltrates unless cautious, knowing it's fate, if it even has no escape, less is not what I try to paint, but a saint must be never faint, even on the necks of lovely girls, a pearl cannot mask her hate, though we search in a drastic state, I relate to your sense and cause, we grow in a different frame, but retain age like menopause, may battle, shed blood and scars, apart we still have a heart!, our faces reflect our cases from traces of where we start, my statement may find its placement, detained like it's insane, rejected like it's a segment suspended, I won't complain, possessions can show obsession if stressing for it to fame, your smile that will soon defile, TRUE PAIN.
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