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Cyclone Jan 2020
As usual, it's cool that we knew the few that were beautiful, problem is we're new to the thought of two, so the plot is drew, young men that recommend her welcome in, but it's seldom done, our tale is sung, we failed as one, we should slay this sensation to save relationships, relations where this frame has gripped caters in our favor, ****!, never believed you when you told me you would pay her rent, clever as you made her smile, never will you raise your child, just a layered affair, where you only played her, bound to call you *** while later haters hate and call you "player", faced another varied episode, told in fire, narratives somehow conspire liars where we should go higher.
Cyclone Dec 2019
Thoughtfully hearing this blind dream, I cautiously try to steer cause I'm nearing its crime scene, voices from choices had poignancy, it may be annoying me, but it works just accordingly, it's toying me, so who's employing me, no one just but myself, I can claim to be getting help, but what's next when nothing is felt, DEALT!, with dying wealth, declining health had sadly, assassinated the rated least hated, so sugar stabbing me, instead of grabbing me, babbling with all her love, she's dabbing her way to having a SAVAGE known as a ****, but do I bug, no scrubs, stub, devotion see, songs that tells the heart, sets apart, I'm starting with potency, but how deep is my love when none promoting me, will I keep it cool, be a fool, by pulling the low in me, blowing its cover had lovers hovering, told the tree, I'm gone visit back with my gat and tap in this poetry, now pat my back as I snap by capping this dream by CHOICE, woke up and I broke up by choking on this demeaning VOICE.
Cyclone Nov 2020
"Don't go to war unless I got my money right",
"Still trying to make a dollar out of 15 cents"..

common sense tells me my concept of dollaz making sense is farfetched..
what would Trump do?

in the age where stretching the truth can fill your pockets
what's coming out of pocket is all I have
I've lived a lie!

I couldn't be further from the truth
when I was close to really getting that bag,
I was allergic to the success that would rest my case of me putting my money where my mouth is

it costs nothing to take what I say with a grain of salt, I've peppered my salt over the homies that got they mind on they money and the money on they mind,

the paper trail means grind!,
go where the money is
stop wasting yo time!

I'm running out of time as I run up this bill they signed a bill on that say I gotta pay...
uncle sam gon get his on his payday...
I can't wage the war.
..my rage..is poor.
Cyclone Dec 2019
It's all water under the bridge in which we walk on, we talk on where to go next, holding hands symbolize the mutual respect we have, the do's and dont's that come from I do's, I got you, you got me, it's you and me, happily ever after with laughter that captures memories we'll never truly live once again, oh no!, oh yes!, oh no!, oohhh yes!..in the end it's all smiles and childish games, where all are friends and wild, this is- how we came...never in shame, but learning to walk, we fall many, many times, but we still talk and live on.
Cyclone Dec 2019
When caught up in some mess, the stress will answer yes, when you get back up and go, the pain will be told no, everything I'm built to be, will show inside of me, I shine as prodigy, though scarred from darts of heat, this life I still repeat, through peaks of hail and sleet, until I fall and meet, the change from bleak to meek, I fly as high as birds, and speak these potent words, in hope my mottos curve, and rise and strive from burns, don't know if mine is long, but life means fight through wrongs, emotion shown in songs, that lift me to be strong.
Cyclone Dec 2019
The wise man knew my eyes seductions, sparking wild eruptions, could it be he studied how I function, all those ones I'm ******* over, now the clover has struck magic now it's tragic scenes, now he smirks as I get worse, the havoc that this has now means, I can't trust myself, can't even look at me, the evil stares, blares up and down the stairs, flares, no one even cares, it tears through my heart, and now I'm torn apart, these spears are sharp, given to my soul cause I was heartless it's hard to start this caring through my heart.
Cyclone Dec 2019
Remember what my elders told me, keep what they sold me, slowly zone out all my closest totally, cause they ignored me, only do what's possible to survive, still can't believe that what the preacher told me was a lie, but hay that's life, I watch the realest hit the grave the earliest, but still no worries if, they put out all the strange and dirtiest, and **** the prettiest, lil thang so we can end this flurry ****, won't have to hurry if we multiply in numbers that are surely gonna bury ****, as for now the blurriest conditions puts me in a mission to get up and give em what I'm spitting, slit that **** you licking, tricking only puts you in the kitchen, sizzling sickened chickens, itching is the aftermath they witness once they get to *******, wishing that affect they had when they drop tunes was big as mine, only made it to this point cause I use heart, soul and the mind, struggles will come hit the man when he puts his self over time, crisis still gets evident and prevalent where it's hard to shine.
Cyclone Dec 2019
I guess the cat can grab our tongue, still shaking it off, I'm setting it off, simply I'm taking it on, I'm faking, it's gone!, I'm seeing these things, now it's pretty clearly seen that you see what I mean, you use reverse psychology on forward thinking, you probably got its head out the clouds, or maybe your's in your ***, the cards dealt, word of mouth speaks for itself, but in need of some need of direction so it practices what it preaches, twisting the words, or stretching the meaning, but inflexibility in what I'm seeing?, I'm just a liability then, forgive me my friend, I'm at a loss of words if I live to defend, I'm speechless, so are we fair in results, what's the resolution, if were used to revolts? Do we talk it out, or learn to walk it out?
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.
Cyclone Dec 2019
Whether high tide or low tide, results are off the strategize method that was hectic, they get skeptic but accept it, if I wreck it then you fetch it, peep the game and how it's taught, break the Billy bad ***** that was caught, hot, selling rocks, can I stop, no it's just the way that it must occur, if the world was perfect from my birth this wouldn't be how I slur, don't differ, just hear these words, spirit words brought from up high, most don't understand the meaning cause it's scheming their minds, so what's to do when they will sue the truest words in due time, well only speak when it is needed, meaning all these true times, cause blue times ain't cute times, testing, stressing true minds, can I head for good times, where I'm only spitting loose rhymes, I'm too blind, but will find, those popping chopping days ahead of me, goal is the whole mission to get given what's been said to me.
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?
Cyclone Jan 2020
Now in this life I lead I said I'm freed, but I was wrong, thinking too long, I cannot feed- them what they need, all of my seeds now look at me, the curtains close, how could I ever say we were free?, it's plain to see- I was just trapped all in my vision, in this life I'm living lies and false ties were given, so now we're driven to the reality- that we're slaves!, working for the one in the underworld to this day, I kneel to pray, I see we're here now and trapped all inside of this, no matter what we do- our pride must not rise in this, everyone does an equal share, so we all try in this, topple on top of demons scheming, we will be wise in this, open our eyes to this- positive thoughts will soon build up, trust me, the more we're making mends- then we'll soon live up- to become qualified, whole and wise for the promised land, there in an instant, what a different distance it took to stand FREE!
Cyclone Dec 2019
I was inept in swept streams, my dry hex crept but slept with wet dreams, I had met teams that let themes avail, my strong thoughts quail, so yes, hell prevails!, the story I would sell was glory only compelled to nail, "the all's well that ends well", given fails, a living gail gusts disgust, it blows dust cause I composed rust that blinds eyes and would advise stalled guides "Your calls can't adjust!", "Decant your grant and recant your trust!", my slant stands scant through my instant trance, a distant glance that enhanced me past the chance, to grow with a stance to the "slow dance" groove, running, putting my hands in pants that would pose bad moves, plus sand in my shoes so my grand plan ain't smooth, it's *******, stewed as I brewed new feuds to this dude, rude with this skewed interlude, set screams, had viewed me **** as I spewed wet dreams!
Cyclone Jan 2020
Guilty goons get gutted with a passion can you taste the glory, so fear the war that we declared as I end this story, what you had for me, was genocide all in the streets, so **** the call for peace, I preach as the sins won't cease, now we unleash at peak strength don't depend on sheets, to cover wrongs that you did be prepared for heat, and don't you beat your meat, pleasures' not the wiser feat, fulfilling prophecy your corpse will be your only treat, pray for forgiveness, I witness my sins sacrificed, Lord Jesus CHRIST has killed the demons greedy appetite, now will I let you live, hell naw!, you had me clinching tight, function off the urge of instinct, I think I still will fight.
Cyclone Jan 2020
Less government intervention, but increased public safety protection, no more scams or lack of attention, we need serious and focused elections, no criminals in our residence, no liars elected as president, we need facts so we know that it's evident, delete some taxes, cause we know they are prevalent, delete the battle tween donkeys and elephants, we know it's fake anyway plus it's negligent, get rid of coke and all of those who are selling it, these are some problems that we have, I'm just telling it, government needs to put more in education, lock up murderers stop giving probation, this is a must you have to do for this nation, instead the president is taking vacations, there is a want that we have and that's greed, I'm begging mercy ****, I'm down on both knees, the more I ask no one still hears my plead, this ain't a want *****, this **** here we need.
Cyclone Dec 2019
Another day has passed, at last, my *** is not flat in grass, my paranoia I congratulate through every task, cause I might pass through this life fast and get decapitated, knowing these evil minds, they probably appreciate it, so thank GOD I make it, day by day for my family, but in my siblings own wide eyes they not standing me, what do they plan for me?, I don't know, I rarely see em, they still attending school, honestly I wish to be em, cause there's no freedom for this young man's creativity, getting shot down as we clock down through this misery, this **** is killing me, what's next in this world for us?, abandoned billion dollar businesses turned into dust?, they had my trust, but now it's point-blank on this path from here, my generation won't accomplish **** in future years, but I'm not shedding tears, live through time and find the mind, hold my head and get my bread and I will be just fine.
Cyclone Dec 2019
Take my hand understand, to win this battle we must unify man to man, made from one GOD, we originated from this land, as pure as water, as warm as the air, dry as sand, all in his plan stand, tall as the one beside him, we had no right to judge but still the jury went and tried him, you think you first in line but really you the one behind him, it only matters off the faith in heart that rest inside him, so now the outcome be a fool in heaven wise in hell, you've been addicted to demons the free man cannot tell, the charge you taking you breaking and shaking in a cell, only the Glory of GOD can come and break the spell, but no you failed, the lesson I'm stressing needs to start, we have a role in society we must play our part, past goes to present and future approaches like a dart, so where we at? We not at the end but nor the start, we're at the heart part.
Cyclone Jan 2020
Numerous solutions, lost and now it's nothing, reality is stunning, abundance can be redundant, help me, my stomachs numbing, clutching something, the panics summoned, wasn't my, plan to get bands of stranded dozens from puzzling brands of hundreds, answers to questions that kept us stressing now a vague confession, comes from a lesson like I was even with the seas neglecting, this lands odd way erecting problems with its persecution, so lack of resolutions, means there's no solutions.
Cyclone Dec 2019
Looking for the silver lining struck gold around the time the new year arrived with a new resolution that I will rush towards profiting prolifically, unapologetically, though not a copper thief this time. I take back the setbacks I placed many in cause now I find with greater power comes more responsibility to respond to. The midas touch I may possess but turning water into wine is my greatest aspiration that trumps any means of charisma I felt I had to flaunt. I attended a ball one night and felt that I was ready for the world but got anxious when the first challenge presented itself to feel honored to give the world to the President's daughter. I feel treated like a stepchild now plus I feel resentment towards my father figure, Mr.Washington who influenced me to think I never had enough to start with. So as I came with what I had, my resolution became infamous as the epic fail though I was great enough to find a place in the library of congress, take that father!
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!
Cyclone Jan 2020
Clueless is this Buddhist as to Judas was the truthless, I must study how I do this as delusive as these rules is, how the cruelest get the jewels if they just fool this false improvement?, I'm just stupid, still intruded at the pulpit counting tulips, give my two cents to the nuisance who was toothless, start to put sense in his movements, so he moves as if he groups to be affluent, watch my wishes turn to dishes nice and finished to replenish, all my tenants, leave no remnants, my descendants must begin this.
Cyclone Dec 2019
Create artistic visions, where simplistic missions wishing to be your living, I cast precision to pass my decisions to recent studies, scholars my buddies, we just trying to make it, where you embrace it try and pace it, quote and never take it, levels you set will remain yours throughout every course, never endorse if you can't force your source to prove reports right in the light of a sight that had hit new heights, I choose to write from my sights, that's why I reap no fights, thoughts are your might, treat them right, so you can't risk your flights, avoid the plight where you're tight in times where it's too bright.
Cyclone Dec 2019
A vocal participant in this so-called slam poetry, my vocal range is flexible enough to push or pull the audience into my little world. My status has considerably grown, a lot of heads turning ever since they unconsciously proved the rule that the "eyes don't lie" to be the truth. Don't falsely accuse me of bringing this to light, though there's still secrets in the dark I wish to expose. Once I bring life to those skeletons in the closet you keep, they'll be able to flesh out your fear of death or maybe the paper skin and glass bones a lot of these negative energy spirits with fake *** fronts came with in attendance to see the life of the party, which is me having this out of body experience. It's many diseases in which I shall diagnose, enough to have you feel sick to your stomach about them after digesting my food for thought. So tell me, who came for supper this evening? There's plenty to go round. I'd be selfish to keep it all to myself, for I shall remain humble with no gluttony.
Cyclone Dec 2019
I hate being called a rapper. I love being a poet because there's things I done already did that I wouldn't be able to get away with if I was a rapper. I'll let you see what those things are, until then, let's just all get along and continue to praise rap as poetry that is your own interpretation and has you feel some type of way. If we're all driven, we should be skilled enough to give the green light to anyone willing to merge in any lane of their choice, just be aware that the fast lane poses caution and conditions illustrate what types of situations these roads or streets will welcome you in shall I say. The road to success is narrow cause there's always accidents, the road back home is faster, cause you tend to fall faster than you rise, so it tends to be more deadly cause this tends to be the path where you let yourself go and all the people you may have ****** over and situations you manipulated begin to resurface and take a toll on your body, 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, and while you probably spent your time calling out black on black crime, working to **** it, the pistol is now in your hands that you probably were gonna use on yourself in desperate suicide but ended up killing a brother who himself, felt that there was no other way out but to rob another ***** to make a living, and if that failed, he would **** himself too like it was something to die for, and here you go, feeling that the world did you wrong with the cards you were dealt, one hell of a story.
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
I had the choice to rock the show or either go home, I chose to give 2 cents and speak sense through this microphone, I saw the crowd and thought my mindset was just on it's own, but by the silence of the crowd I knew I'm not alone, I'm just a baby on this world I'm looking pacified, how can I say that I had quit and I ain't never tried, to find the talents I possess and know my other side, reminisce reflections of depression and be satisfied, I'm just a person who's been worsened and became a burden, who knows if I had gave an effort I would still be learning, about the passion that's inside of me that's steady burning, but naw I'm lazy as **** that's why heart is yearning, I'm turning cold to things around me now I'm cold blooded, steady just copy the world so when it floods I'm flooded, if you would toss the pain to me, I'd probably say I love it, it's just a matter of time before I'm dreaming of it, we all got talents that we don't know that helps our health, if you'd just open your eyes and focus on yourself, you'd probably think of it greater than fame and all the wealth, now what I'm saying to you, I should tell myself.
Cyclone Dec 2019
The truth really hurts when your just brutally honest about the fake smiles and names I'll just keep to myself, in fact I'm crucially you know, uno!-about my business, I'm my witness, so endless about my efforts to be in this, I'm currently hurting just from my urgency, given I, knew it was easier just to live a lie, try, to be your separate support, but know your vessel tries to play games of dress up for sport...no subtle shots, I figured that my struggle stops as soon as I join em, I'm in my weakest state, forgive me!, maybe the ammo within my legacy can still outlive me, In the wake of it, I hope it pulls the trigger and stopped sleeping on my efforts just to reload and try again, it can be tragic when the hero is anti but tries to win, a tale with a contradiction, you read it but never sought to edit it, it's entertaining to you, just watch it unfold and let the context give life to how it pertains to you, and get acquainted with this comic con, we could go every night, tell me how it makes you feel, keep it real but dress your type, I like, when there is no evidence of some kryptonite, making us, somewhat apocalyptic and picking fights.
Cyclone Dec 2019
I'm convinced, and I believe, I'm only seconds from admitting I admire what transpires from desire ever since, the word itself is bond as we bond as a witness, that this was just a dream come true, no witchcraft in my craft, it's work, the tangibles from my intagibles for sure, that shall endure, whatever thoughts mature from the process of itself and the things that I perceive, that magic is naive and it never ages like fine wine, or was it me never satisfied with it's instant gratification that shows the immaturity in my imagination, it's a question for ages and through the 7 ages of man, I might be a wizard within the last stage, I guess I'd figure I'd drop gems and leave paper trails if you follow my footsteps and pull a rabbit out a hat and tip it to me, we have a chemistry so visions of a chemical imbalance never get to me, you've been such a good friend, you ain't never had a friend like me, postcards from the nyc that shows how we touch souls to the people that ascend like me!!!
Cyclone Dec 2019
I'm not about to enter in something I can't handle, but at least I can form my creases of sulci to make these rifts- of multi problems understandable, and hand the credit to the most high, most never know why, personal preferences I respect and make a reference to, you are responsible, respect the man, see the promised land promises honestly, the basics to be basically well equipped to hold your own- no emotional dependencies baby just got me stripped in the rawest form possible, probable I'm unstoppable, ready to be installed in the next unsolved mystery obstacle, Imma topple em all, it's the closest I can come to being focused to reaching my magnum opus, polar opposites withdraw from facing withdrawal symptoms, with systematic mess from facing stress, and being separated from knowing their best form of escape, the struggle is real, cause you know you were fake, the soul you can take, from a man that is constantly blind to his mistakes, I pray he awakes.
Cyclone Jan 2020
Free, little disciple child, ain't seen you in a while, what's this predicament that made you envision exile?, I guess it's world hatred, recognize these signs are sacred, so now our picture's painted, world's most wanted and hated, but hold no hate for them, instead have faith for them, through jewels and gems you trust not, your spot's in the fate you pen, your soul GOD will defend, greed not but plot your needs, don't travel with the breeze, but freeze to seize your pleads to please THE FATHER.
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.
Cyclone Feb 2020
Put it on CNN, FOX NEWS, or MSNBC, what do you see, crooked evil ******* tricking me, they ain't saying ****, wanting higher viewers, competition, tell the government they got some *** kissers in my petition, let it be written evil demons like Bill O' Reilly, is a hypocrite judging other people, thinking highly, of himself, ***** **** interviews don't call me to your show, rather go to the Cliff Club and get diseases from a ***, and Al Sharpton, mean no disrespect, but lets face the truth, we ain't in 60s times, there's an evil and rebellious youth, no respect for elders made them just as crooked as me, except I be right of my *** dissing them, your staff, and me, until the truth is set free, change your scripts punks, so I don't understand it, I'm taking videos of you hoes, so I already planned it, cannot stand it, so I am active in writing disgracing scripts, Bill O' Reilly sit your *** down punk you ain't saying ****.
Cyclone Dec 2019
Illegally impaired, I legally had tasted the despair of being there, it's fair, I was better than that but didn't care, so why should my well being just dare, to use something carelessly abused, I'll save you the time, stay out of my shoes, until I find I can't live without you, of course apologize, cause I should never doubt you, I'm in no place to judge but I feel I'm facing judgment, cause I don't check that *** when you pass doing nothing, you're lucky that you're not my kid, I don't know what your people did, but I got a bid to put my foot in, I couldn't-stand to see me in you, so it's one on one, come on, me and you, the tools for a healthy deul fools likely a psyche that's highly superficial, exceptions to the rule, I know, black on black crime official and I wish it was a simple way to put it, but I know I couldn't.. I can't tell you bout it, instead I'd rather show you, feels like I'm getting under your skin, I told you.. I feel I'm holding my grudge back, I'm better testifying difficult and exercising principles that clarify the clarity no man can guarantee, cause it was fair to me.
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.
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.
Cyclone Dec 2019
You're free to proceed, know it's a life that you lead, yes indeed, look at greed, it's a thief that we feed, but how the heck can we accuse or choose from news that amuses our snoozes, clueless, labeled foolish, getting ******* by the dude some disputed for, 2 of 4 knew if they do this, they do it for, offences, whether for or against it, I visioned war, laughing, baffling, action is passion, what do I mean?, if self esteem is high in my violence, you know my team, remorse in portions rounded disorientated nods, conceived with needs, believing no one is a hated squad, jog over logs in fog, get bogged, boggled, lodged with blogs, no dodging the hogs that dog goggles, made it by the way I was praying, but they were dated, I turned right back, delaying but saying that I was playing, this is something I was caught missing in yearly deeds, if you heed your missions then clearly know what you lead.
Cyclone Jan 2020
If you think we're loved, you better think again, go travel across this planet, hear the remarks they be saying, and then you'll understand it, why we hated?, Blame the government for ruining our reputation, it's the reason why, many countries will, start to form their speculations, that we're all rude, that we're all spoiled, we **** people, we stay loyal, to the leaders that only came to foil, our GOD given rights, so I stay coiled, living on this soil, it's a true thang, America is the world's biggest gang, that like to talk **** and use that country slang, blame George W Bush for that theory, dang!, the fat lady sang, so it's all over!, just leave me alone in my Range Rover, breaking all the rules till I'm pulled over, put me on the news when I've gone sober, I'd like to say this over, in front of the world, telling all adults and little boys and girls, we're hated cause the government oppressed, all these countries, so we're blamed for stress, fool we ain't the best, look into my eyes, noticed you in your wise disguise, you're responsible for these dark skies and lies, wonder why they hate us, well I meant you guys!!!
Cyclone Jan 2020
You must think I'm an idiot, I'm illiterate and that I've come right out the gutter, but I am smart, and maybe smarter, than your ***** ***, did I stutter?, y'all play by us all the same way, and follow by the same rules, no concerns for nothing we want, your mind is on those gold jewels, but look at what I've come to, cause I hear all your conversations, you repeat yourself over again, knowing we won't start confrontations, hear me now and hear my statement, You think we wanna hear that again?, since all this other **** has happened once more, ain't no comfort in hearing that again. Brought to assume the place in office, having hope that you can bring us some change, and yes there's change alright, but it's always bad not right, so what's the deal, cause this ****'s getting strange, it's like a jungle and I'm stuck going insane, but it's not me it's the elected officials, so I got my things in tack, but I fear a wide come attack, them ******* wanna **** me with missiles, you use your mind, throw away bombs and pistols, and listen to everything, I mean everything they say, and you will see what I mean, now come and join my team, cause broken records ain't the real thing today, Congress and senators y'all getting your way, you love to repeat, and blabber nonstop, cause y'all just as crooked as hoes, expose saints with false blows, and pose threats to the people like cops, ******* MOTHERFUCKAS.
Cyclone Dec 2019
One's wish to rise can be in eyes tired of demise, they've been told lies and been neglected by the despise, from family ties, it seems that life will have no surprise, for the one that cries, but I tell you life will always be wide for you to rise, I keep my hope that you will gain pride, recognize the skies is the limit so dream big on the prize, neutralize disguise, cause they clip wings on the humans that try, to become wise, never compromise or cry from your eyes cause you will rise.

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