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80 · Dec 2019
City Boy
Cyclone Dec 2019
Spitting thoughts that come to my brain, sitting on the train, wondering when will I pertain, fame to others games, I heard of change, but my eyes saw it otherwise, maybe statistics of epidemics are there to lie, can't help but clear my eyes and shy from the poisoned streets, practice of aiming heat defeats peace, so **** the beat, I love critique, but I seek to take the full credentials, don't judge a rare potential if you can't bear essentials, weapon is my pencil cause I can't afford a pen, with it I wore the lens to form the mends and score a ten, defend a friends revenge towards a man makes a foe, that brings you to a low, asking bro's where to go.
Cyclone Dec 2019
At the beginning of my manhood, I had a story, and it was for me, but I would call it boring , I would feel I had the time to fool around and take the youth, to my fantasy but naked eye would see the naked truth, it became the pillow talk of the night, and that's the nexus of this plexus, I only got ***** cause I was sexist, with raw emotions under arrest, the intimate *** you say I was a stranger to and you would have to take it slow and teach me, and thankfully you reached me when my interest was high, so I admit that I would have the best time on my first time feeling like a pro, you already know, telling me you want a 2nd round, I figured so, now I see the yin and yang as the new thing..ready to go deeper peeping out the secrecy, already know the deepest is a sleeper, if I wake it up, it would spill the energy that minus well be friend or enemy, and yes the enemy was sexier and I admit my vice, now I have a baby mama that had several baby daddies and they only gave me fleeting advice, get this,  "your child needs support and your seed has a right to witness".
Cyclone Jan 2020
Continue shivers, one who delivers slivers of slugs, I don't consider, the critters were getting bitter through drugs, a vivid picture gets bigger when all its prisoners get hugs, we shrug as sinners, bugs will return the splinters we plugged, were you ascended?, defended by a defendant, descended, though your offensive, was proven expensive how it's extensive, so my defensive was senseless, defenseless measures through senses, so do I bug a **** that treasures slug offences?
79 · Dec 2019
Tupac-esque Quote
Cyclone Dec 2019
Try to change the world; cause if you don't try to change the world, the world doesn't have to try to change you, it already has; by making you think you can't change the world.
79 · Jan 2020
Thought He Was An OG
Cyclone Jan 2020
Thought he was an OG, triple OG till he proved he's a hard knock ***** then supposedly- got married to an unfaithful devil that's unholy, no reasonable doubt cause, all of us know we're nosey, see with all 5 of my senses and advance slowly, don't never know when you'll- be cheated by a phony, you circle round these motherfuckas that's what they told me, live by the rules play the game so they can't close me, take down any ******* that try to oppose me, then go back to my studio chill, nice and cozy, got all of the friends that I need, **** extra homies, got plans for the future, I don't settle for rollies, I thought he was an OG, steady making plans, but the fame had got to his head, now he's just a shell of a man, Magna Carta came after that and it went the way I planned, now I judge off the inner self instead of the outer man.
Cyclone Jan 2020
Tell me, if I'm worthy of plans with a ***** hand, others they are early but never certain just earning grands, a deserving is bland for a man that works his hands off demands and seems to can his true command, he was deep in a hypocritical being, so someone save him he's seeing ***** reciprocal dreaming, and his bosses that's scheming, yeah they're dreaming too, cause if they prize concealing one's self esteem, then the demons brew, if my philosophys' soft to see, then you'd probably too, throw me in a phony crew, lonely so I can't pursue, work where it was needed to feed my thirsty plans, punishing my early stand, cleaning off my ***** hands.
78 · Dec 2019
Commander In Chief
Cyclone Dec 2019
Respected, elected with ***** eclectic pieces, I form my thesis to seek this repeated beat of my weakness, deleted peeps means my deepness is somewhat steep, but to preach it unleashes breaching my creeping, for peaking the inner weakling, now breathing I take my life back, you say I'm not right, incite that, why must you bite, tightening lightning onto a man that is fighting, if you were frightening, enlightening would not be one of my options, I'd die shame, thinking stopping would drop and flop all the cautions.
Cyclone Dec 2019
My brethren in this courtyard that's charged in this program that claims it can call you out your name, of course, most resist, we coexist, with different sentences from different judges, with different grudges and different cells, his is limited, mine is well thought out, in this world where we never knew better to do better, you read my letter from here!.. it's clear you're far in a different state but let it register to your consciousness, I used to be where you at!!, I wanted you to give closure that things would rapidly improve, instead I'm always on the move!, in circles!, to think outside the box is hopping hurtles, instead I need a get out of jail for free card rather than an "I wish you well", I'm ready to tell!, these retards can be hard, in regards to my peace I piece out this piece of the puzzle that never fit in my mind, it's time to see this stuff traumatized our mankind.. we may be blind but when you open your eyes in such a narrow space, it replaced your own mind with an attitude destined to fail, take advantage of the commissary given just to give a bitter taste of the mundane previous life you was living in an attempt to have this not look fully arbitrary.. and contrary to our own mental prisons, I saw this as a ****** way you could feel forgiven..they say hard work pays off, for your homeostasis your brain must never take days off, with overtime I was showing I was superhuman, with ambition to get flowing to get out the ruins.
78 · Dec 2019
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.
Cyclone Jan 2020
Fruitfulness in the peach, waters roaring the beach, I find in every section the introspection that speaks, do I contain my leaks, of course, I'm barely planted, making it through, expanding my efforts to help the planet, giver that's empty handed, can stand it, because he's bandaged, blessed in every test by the zest that killed his pest, comfortable in the nest, I stretch to raise my eggs, merely and comparably sharing to those that beg, made with leveled head, executing the deeds, he's freed because he bleeds his greed, so he can heed THE CREED.
Cyclone Jan 2020
Instantly hitting me, spitting sick scenes of wit knit dreams, essence with honest presence, seconds of menacing the dense pretense theme, focusing, noticing quotas, though I'm woken, I'm at ease, to please means to freeze this breeze blowing trees to deepened seas, you'd think I'd sink to steepen this disease?, creative, though these invasive basics takes what's innovative, memes, but some already seen em though, drain a man's game now he strains his alter ego, me though, sees so much zero hero, some negroes and other people, keep those, elements, only peep them telling it efficiently, wonder if this **** will hit me instantly,
DISTANCE ME.
fore another exhibition ******* me, STITCHING ME.
Cyclone Dec 2019
Influencing the system was a nuance, in true font, I relish in this hellish leverage, restless just to message references of some discretion and clout, to route, what it's about to cure it's presence, the baggage in attendance labeled savage had it's weakness, was speechless when I salvaged it, it's all about its treatment, it's funny how your weakest moments leaks its potency, to hack in it so passionate, it balances its flow you see, when it says you noticed me.... my software without care quickly turned calcified, it's maximized when it's classified inhumane, take it in vain or take it to heart, you either complain or make it a start to change, if you talk your faults notice you walk with shame, it's the aim that counts, and the shot to take, I could plot to fake, but the change I break, won't amount to the truth of how this makes sense, now I'm senseless and broke to a lost, logic can never reason the fact I cost, the value of life to live, so my moral was to gain before I give, ain't that right?, nothing to lose, with something to choose, get involved, or dont evolve, problem solved, pressing play, sun or rain, no stress I pay.
78 · Jan 2020
Quote: Anti-Lifesaver
Cyclone Jan 2020
Instead of it really being a War On Drugs, it's actually a war against your heart in which the tools are already at your disposal for you to destroy yourself
78 · Dec 2019
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.
Cyclone Jan 2020
The light must never leave me, come fill the void of my black hole, feeling disconnected from the universe, I unite with the emptiness that light could never touch...
77 · Dec 2019
Minute Man's Observation
Cyclone Dec 2019
Within the palm of my hands, it's two sides to a tale, and I know it like the back of my hand, creating waves on the stage with abundance!, plus a mailbox full of chatter that's redundant, dancing with the stars feeling grounded, ain't good as it sounds, so he simply just resumes the habit playing with his number one fan, and he swears to GOD with that hand he will try to stay committed, he's cheating himself, I've been there and repeated myself... left more questions on the table then answered, I'll holla back, once you see I can't spoonfeed you the freedom to dig in, you dig it?, so **** the handouts, you man up and standout, and occupy the kids to be ***** trained, flush the system of the ******* for life, now death has another thing coming, the wiser man, who you can trust will leave the cleanest, the boys that wet the bed'll be the reason- the ***** was dry
77 · Dec 2019
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.
77 · Jan 2020
Quote: Healthy Living
Cyclone Jan 2020
The fruits of my labor were my reward for recovering from the vegetative state,
77 · Dec 2019
Be Cautious
Cyclone Dec 2019
Cool with an empty grind, the fool has a tempting mind, tools will uncover rules but jewels will prove they shine, behind, I just rewind to times I guessed my ways, showing I know my rage will page this stress in age, made an escapade where my fade grows in, not saved because the blades' never laid on my sin, within this hidden skin, the follicles are abominable, chronicles of my common emotions in my abdominal divisions, I make decisions when my stomach hurts, the spurt of the vomits flirts lets me know it's worse than Earth, the birth of a son with a gun, first turning it to the world, now hurls that he's the one that hums, the lullaby, gullible, was dull and high, never goes to sleep though, he knows something I, wrote while bitter, and now this little critter made me consider, my life was litter thrown in the *******.
77 · Dec 2019
Olympus Has Resurrected
Cyclone Dec 2019
After the collapse, it seems they're back, perhaps, I predicted things way too soon, don't wish to annoy ya, but paranoia has stricken as I lay down in my room, minor episodes and dreams, it seems, trouble intervened, Olympus has resurrected, more powerful than ever, clever, no one did it better, it's a new way it's directed, accept it, it was no way to... **** them completely, some freed be enslaved again, I thought it was over to myself, but see I'm stuck losing my health, my stealth has just came to an end, so now I'm slipping, falling longer, though my will is getting stronger, have no hopes that this here will stay, put the final cries in CHRIST, advice will make things right, we might just see this brief if we pray.
Cyclone Dec 2019
Scatter the scavengers on this avenue, you got mad cause we were lively spirits and was laughing at you, we were raisins in the sun while you blazing just for fun, I would join you but my session is dead and gone, so no leftovers to feed off, no takeaways to sleep on, there's only meat to beat off, that gives diminishing returns, keeping you up, but you don't know what's up, you're not perfect for this role, you were too old to show what you got, you got nothing, these others showing something, they have some potential, but scratch it, I'd like to play you playing you, just to show you how you cheat yourself and beat yourself, never had the time of day to meet yourself and greet yourself, I deserve a standing ovation, I played my part, very well cause you know I'm quite a king at playing drama queen so it only means more drama for you, cause I'm right up on your ***, you must compensate what's due, what is new?, I'm not bout that "What it do?" till you do you and do what you supposed to do, so keep it true, on a clear blue sky day, we love to go our way which is just a way to get away..from what we say we would do, boring days, boring nights, cry me a river of your excuses, I'll pollute with what I know-can do it, it's nothing to it..just a little belief-can be like magic, and tragic for you, when I prove it.
77 · Dec 2019
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.
76 · Dec 2019
Life Is A Mission (Intro)
Cyclone Dec 2019
The pleasure I could get from just pretending, I'd rather taste every case, respect its place in its space, you ever paced fate, draped in your fears, I did, earning bids, how you learn from a kid that how you're raised makes a dark or sunny day, hey, rather work or berserk in the play, and so I stray, bold eyes, cold ties decides pride or lies, and I oblige, to plan to ride my ride, fantasize, you're ****** if I share occupation, cause the duration towards creation only proves who was faking, I'm in the making, yes I'm fusing, ready for the intrusion to cause confusion, hope you bruising from the surge of illusion, my urge has proven, I'm itching, with my right to petition, I fight the friction, no *******, cause LIFE IS A MISSION.
Cyclone Jan 2020
A lesson must be learned cause it burns to have no knowledge at all, come listen to my words youngsta, cause it hurts when you fall, you like to dream of "material wishes, fast cars and *******", never looking at your life in the past cause it add stitches, dozens of hurtful pictures, compared with jewelry and riches, I know which path you chose, I did it!, but take the time here to listen, if you be getting, winning fast, kicking *** to the system, you gon be getting hell to pay, something you were not wishing, itching for, be loyal to the game, slowly advance, go to the door, you see some rappers, actors, celebrities, many more, that moved to fast, believe to achieve but watch your step, fast horses don't run long, you gotta learn to accept, and be satisfied, revitalize thoughts, hopes and dreams, world is to motivated, towards themselves is what it seems, faced with the demons, creaming, the concept, hear my scream, one against several million, a man that has no team, feigning for better views on fame, but I come short and fall, try to scream mercy to suckas over me, they reply "hell naw!", only way out for me to end this life is through suicide, move very slowly youngsta cause demons after you and I, **** the whole industry, don't let them fools **** you, come with your mind set on nobody but you, I see a bigger man with GOD's morals I trust you, to be the one that changes the game and the fame fore they judge you.
76 · Jan 2020
Notable Quotable 1
Cyclone Jan 2020
You're scared of the dark?!, I'm scared too. I was scared being dark cause I'm scared of the light. I only like light skins, tough luck for me, cause every ******* look just like me!
76 · Jan 2020
Resistance
Cyclone Jan 2020
Contributing my constitution to your illusions...was misconception infecting to make your arguments get fraudulent?, brought a bargain to a sergeants bliss and flawed assists, oh my gosh, a twist, a bonds' a *****, is dawn a myth?, shall you con to skip, pawn my grip, so I slip?, and make a revolution necessary temporarily, things we alter come to falter if it spars in altars, never fulfilling but is killing further growth in partners.
76 · Dec 2019
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.
75 · Dec 2019
Slowly But Surely
Cyclone Dec 2019
Slowly but surely I will rise up and exceed beyond your tales, I knew they weren't true, and I knew you wrote them from the gates of hell, they tried to **** me, but I became free, and now I'm strong to use my mind, it derives from the plagued past, but now I think fast, it's filled with colors of all kind, maybe would've been better, if you helped endeavor, but you were fierce and never willing, but I can't look back, fore my strings detach, must be an example to my children and siblings, knew it was hard back then, but I thank you friend, for being someone I wish not to become, for I will live life purely, and believe me slow but surely, I will be precious, shining bright as the sun.
Cyclone Dec 2019
The interest in future living is following me, I push the limits so they give me the college degree, seems the way how things advance it limits a chance, reminisce on how he glanced, enhanced, but with a timid stance, I only dance and prance when I see a value, in my soul that knows blows it can tackle, stuff is a hassle but failure is what I always taboo, personal custom, I'm seeing something in me so shall you, find the man in the mirror and get the picture clearer, once you vision things once, it's only getting nearer, and the life you compel determines what you sale, ripe stripes, or fright that proves your life was stale.
75 · Dec 2019
I'm Trying!...
Cyclone Dec 2019
Intended for chilling spines, defining the lines I wrote, procrastination delays us, betraying claiming we broke, high stressing when you're dissecting cause that direction gets sued, and sewing can't keep us flowing cause that's disposing the clues, my soul is chosen for blues, how can I tell it's true, cause in the mirror I picture imprinted scripture induced, my will chill never truce, seems I'm losing my brain, but pain can never detain a troop that shoots it in vein.
74 · Dec 2019
Clean Death
Cyclone Dec 2019
Remains feeding flames, that's the name for it, BANG, BANG, BANG, ***** slang of a gang that can never hang, of course I sang when it rang, what's it taunting to be, broken glass soaked my past, nothing haunting to see, hear the beat and repeat, notes close to most, desire highers singing choirs, post close to toast, live limousines clear the scenes, signs we've been a team, now dream leaving clean, never mean to what it seems, the fiend in my spleen now is steamed, with cream left, rest as we nest on king and queen sets, spiritual, we pray to lay way to keen breath, though we never know, rather go in CLEAN DEATH.
Cyclone Dec 2019
Long time no see, from what I've seen, you haven't changed in this small world, living large, coming up short with these long lines bout all the business that you did with me to give you such a voice, could it be?, I muted you and moved to such a place where the silence gave me peace enough to be a humble spirit, I fear it as I near the thoughts that come to mind, yet I indulge on the possibilities, "The world is mine!", cutting off the games you would play, saw your poker face, I would take your game at face value, my habits of habitual insights, I see it as a thing that only goes so far, it could be death at one's doorstep, show who you are!, I can't be paranoid regardless, you can be creative with your mask, but how you gonna win against reality when it already knows your soul?!, what a lovely conversation that could go anywhere, in conclusion it could all be an illusion, I'm illustrating what I offer, let's talk about it deeper cause I feel you were the author, explore imagination!
74 · Dec 2019
Keep it Real
Cyclone Dec 2019
I drop a classic when it's drastic to lay down the law, try to be fantastic and elastic, so my words get far, through all the stress that I feel, it's like I cheat myself, try to stay on top, avoid the risk of repeating myself, there's always room for improvement to never stop this movement, you're either cruising or you're losing either way your moving, the motivation is a sensation where your mind is saying, I'll always make it and never fake it in this life I'm facing.
Cyclone Dec 2019
Laugh now, I'll be the last to laugh, you care to join?, what a clever quote to coin, it's stupid!!, but you pick, just how you respond alone, a story that is not my own, his love was on the rocks cause his heart was stone, weathered the storm to erode, the broken down code, that said he was prone, to his sensitivity, you could easily become his enemy or frenemy, pretend to see what he believes?!, I'm just a make believe counselor, that preaches he can just achieve what he sets his dreams to, I didn't want to put myself in unclean shoes, he ain't on my level to level up, and reach for his goals, it's embarrassing to represent what you had sold you sell-out, simply, simps cannot bailout when there's a chain clamped on em, assume your position and cry your anthem, it's a nation slugs that slither and shot for nothing, it's never a blank or jam, ****,  the chip on my shoulder, I chip away, no more slipping and falling, I grip and stay.
Cyclone Jan 2020
My family tree is losing it's branches.. but chances of me to leave em alone?, I cut off what doesn't belong simply, as long as we get along, you represent what still bears fruit which I judge by, you'll last, for many seasons due to reasons that your labor stays true to our tradition, we're fruitful, the bad apples exposed trying to be what they aren't, their pride blocks our nature, which is truly an art, I try to get the other trees to plant our seeds of wisdom cause I notice that their offspring seemed to lack a vision, as far as this goes, I can't handle the nightmare, they stare at them blind to legacy which can bite back, and might smack mine out of peacetime, mad cause I feel our proximity was closer than it appeared, mainly, the single mother home which I resent but never had solutions to present to my discomfort, I wanna confront, but I notice her son, carries weight upon his shoulders that was too much for one, I fear his future deeply, technically mad at the mother who was creepy to me cause I feel she sleeps on it, the man of the house, but it's sad how the disciplined child can make the worst parent, and it's apparent, in most, not all, so I can only hope, and pray, someday, it is the other way, for me, but who am I, to judge?.. your next door neighbor that holds a grudge, if I tried the 50/50 I would never knew what hit me, so I knew the 80/20 rule was what had bit me, do the math, then we all failed as a whole, cause over half lost control, that's deep, I should've paid attention cause I knew that it was on to something, now I understand why I couldn't handle nothing.
73 · Dec 2019
Either Way
Cyclone Dec 2019
As swift as they shift me, my love lies in me, pretty as the blue skies, you ask why,  cause I'm that kind guy, that always gets by and ain't shy, so what I live by is strictly for the one that I love, we had our problems, but he solves em from just right above, and as I get tough this training you gave me contains me, how hard these rains be, they never will knock off or phase me, we had our babies and they saved me, it's hard to admit, but by their shy cries in those wide eyes, I know it's legit, the true companion through my planning is us in one flesh, so what I let rest is mess that had shadowed my best, and till my last breath, I'm here every step everyday, the only lover you adore, I'm yours either way.
73 · Dec 2019
Photo Finish
Cyclone Dec 2019
It's always a photo finish for me. Such an event when I cross the line, the things that made us different just can't fly no more. I believe I can fly above these tall expectations, as I grow, they all become easier to achieve. I love that I'm over 6ft tall. I'm not average, but still I have large shoes to fill. I put myself in your shoes, explore different types of things I never thought I'd find myself in. I used to go by the notion "from the outside looking in", I'm thankful for the fact you let me into your world and now I refuse to let you down by helping to pull you back up and show you the way out. Though the question still lingers when it's all said and done, "Where do I go from here?", because there's a lot of motherfuckas who's shoes I feel I have to step on to gain some respect.Take a photo of that. And then take a step back. I wanna see how they react cause I love a new challenge. Don't throw in the towel. I wanna see you re-polish them ******* right in front of me. Cause then I know you got the heart to fight. And after we're done, we take a photo to show we have mutual respect, and let the world see we're unified to take another step to finishing what we started. A photo album of all our greatest hits, to be continued...
73 · Dec 2019
Oppressor vs. Pressure
Cyclone Dec 2019
The oppressor was the stressor, my lecture bought the pressure, we hurt in different measures, but our pleasure bought no treasure, so now we're in the desert, on a wild adventure, with no streak of hope we found us roped from our rude gestures, tried to play it clever, oppressor vs pressure, no one did it better cause we're stuck in this forever.
73 · Dec 2019
Since the Court Case...
Cyclone Dec 2019
Assume me crippled having crutches, from clutching grudges with judges, disgusted from discussing the rust that's munching my duchess, what's the use in cussing, no just in fussing for justice!, only will erupt all the scuffling shuffling the punches, bunches of their lunches resumes the human consumption, while they give me nothing my stomach's grumbling for something, they fed me just to summon the coming of all my fumbling, that's why you see me numbing, I'm dumbing from all my tumbling.
73 · Dec 2019
Let's Talk About Heart...
Cyclone Dec 2019
A conversation studying the heart within the man till we understand how it plays hand in our truth, knowingly salute a troop that always had our back for us and practices his discipline to hold his head and signal youth, simply a collective can invest in this experiment to prove we can grow, can we fail?, I don't know!, if a heart attacks' your way to prove your heart must still exist, it's a news flash for you, your liveliness was missed, how comfortable was you to say till death do us part, if your energy was running out of breath from the start, a question more or less that brings us all to a pause, especially if difficult to find what's the cause, now who's ready for war?, who wants to go and tear up some ****, relations on hold, cause what I hold can expose the ones that pose as a counterfeit, inherit the consequence, and what a coincidence, there's many with incident, attentive to the incentive, I'm killing it all.. one's that don't make it, it's just your fate that you fall, look at these investigations see how they question, but always figure out how we still don't know the lesson, I put it on me at least, to make sure you're put in peace, but what's in it for me?, likely prison with NO RELEASE!
73 · Dec 2019
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.
73 · Dec 2019
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.
72 · Dec 2019
Smoke Sumthin
Cyclone Dec 2019
Ah yes, history repeats itself don't it?, I pray that it will teach itself, won't it?, but when I see it's all in my hands, I had trouble comprehending what to plan, I can't fade away been faded long enough, but let me show you just why this system was tough, I trip, trip, trip till I tripped upon this, and I finally could grip since not here or now, I'm still up in this mix, now with people that I mixed with, though I still was ignorant with what this **** was mixed with, ready for the consequence, euphoria with paranoia, I guess I seen it all, yes I mean it all, standing tall feeling I could never come short, but you blow it and I'm forced to see the stars again, I wish I was the brightest one... but then, what if I blackout and lose control, the light must never leave me, come fill the void of my black hole, feeling disconnected from the universe, I unite with the emptiness that light could never touch, and such, them people be like "see me when you see it right, you freely in this prison feeling needy for what is needed, just free yourself!", but I did already!, I felt I wasn't ready!, my dreams could be heavier, proving they could carry more weight than highs could, but then would I put too much on my shoulders?!, more then I should?!...YEAH, I WOULD.
72 · Dec 2019
I See Clones
Cyclone Dec 2019
Living here, it appears you have no fears, tears through the years now appear as atmosphere, evaporation was your friend, it's your confirmation, did my complaining ever rain into your conversations?, probably never, though determined to learn in the better weather, call me clever if I'm wetter with ink in my letters, I'm distinctive on the brink into linking your ways of thinking, though I'm drinking, blinking blinded, you're twinkling, how did I find it?, rewind delighted, invited, despite inciting then igniting this insight into fights we decided, we're divided though we multiply double times then **** em, I study how we nullify puzzled minds but spill em, so they're spread for dread and in my head I must beg for my legs to peg my tread, call me dead cause the LIVE is saying I'm fiction, though they gave good diction in the creatures they reached for submission, so you listen, we don't vision if we're not positioned, in disguise, is the wisdom in bliss or a prism?
72 · Dec 2019
I Stand Tall
Cyclone Dec 2019
Call me real if I do reveal deals that heal, my appeal is as hard as steel if I conceal father's ordeal, the scars I feel peels ideals, power showers on a coward if he cowers his fears, to be sincere, my every tear hears my cries, to you my dear, appearing clear veers my lies, out my eyes, obtaining truth trains my youth, to recoup, and never droop, loose to truce.
72 · Dec 2019
Speechless
Cyclone Dec 2019
Be hot, or kick rocks, cause you stopped from grabbing something that you tried to reach, you blame your self-esteem that creamed cause your hate for speech, you let it go down the road, sold to one like you, his imperfections wore through core, sore, more than you, you hit the block and you stopped, when you saw this dude, acting rude to that possession, stressing attitude, we rap interludes to prove wounds makes us doomed, and so we lost touch, paralyzed to our preludes, who really loses when bruises abuses one who's trapped, it's steady facts, that we call this act a bad rap, in mind you claimed you'd protect and prep for whom you cared, but only action you performed was a silent stare, it's hard to bear but it's there, faired all for you, never got a chance to boast what you could've showed her, man's companion is his champion, but no attention, can bring some loose apprehension but still with no intentions, hard to speak, but what you could reach, made me preach this, touching on the sense of timidness that made you speechless.
Cyclone Jan 2020
This silver spoon racist ******* thinks he got what it takes to convince me, this up to no good lying ******* wish he cut all the assistance to try to pinch me, I tell you ******* you got, another thing coming if you out searching trying to get me, I got the Lord and the angels, that's aware of all your angles, got the highest authority riding with me, now to these 2 right on the other side, both of you including I know you can't make anything happen, instead of going down the hard road, breaking rocks and heavy loads, I resume the truth that I'm rapping, supporting all but the right thing, y'all are so far left wing, I end this time of discussion, leave me out in the streets, seeing crime with no peace, you can't convince me, both parties are destruction.
72 · Dec 2019
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.
Cyclone Jan 2020
You gets no love cause my fear was stronger, although I hate it.
71 · Dec 2019
The Nitty Gritty
Cyclone Dec 2019
I'm quick to witness the thickness in these sprawls that crawls with paws, but mask it's laws cause in all it's lost it's cause, I'm only my boss, where I cross determines if I get tossed or sauced, and flossed or glossed, so what's the cost, cause most of us are in the realm, thinking we've overwhelmed ourselves so we picture hell, living frail only prevails a seldom welcome emblem, try to tell em that no one sells em and the world  condemns em, never send em a way to venom these stems that prove offensive, I remain defensive, extensive measures make my thoughts pensive, you only get attention whenever your thing is demanded, but your truly stranded, your plans are banished so you've vanished.
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