I got alotta things I want to say
so when you got nothing better
than to hear me mumble
the usual suspects,
the whole ensemble
I’ll be the one in leather
the one that was just across the hallway
at that office on main street
you used to temp at, ‘member?
in summer ’06
or was it fall of ’09?
it doesn’t matter
the whole cast is here, yup
each is reborn when i tell a tale of theirs
but only if you insist
that I got alotta things to say
and that i want to.

Another night of television hell I was in the middle of a hell of a block.
And withoout the funds my usal cure of hookers and *******  wasnt a open
road so to speak.

I was lost I wondred the streets like  ****** in need of a john.
When through the darkness it appearded a well lit haven in the middle of
a thoughtless storm.

The cinema cafe drinks and films  hmm from looking at the marquee seems
there wasnt much to choose from .
It read like a preschooler had puked apon the board.

There were sequels, and prequels,  gay vampires that walked around in the day,
Weirdos who flew around on broom sticks and loads of treenage **** minus the ****.
Dear lord! I had to get to the bottom of this problem.

The pimple faced kid at the booth asked me in a squeeky yet firm semi manly
voice can I help you sir?
Yes my dear crater face whats with this **** you call films here ?
Umm I dont make em sir there just whats popular.

The greezy faced hampster had a good point in what he said that is.
cause other than that I had no clue what he was working with really what do you think
I am some kinda pervert?

Let me ask you something do you like this **** you sell tickets to?
**** no dude its garbage for halfwits and retards  and some people from Canada.
Who the hell wants to see that **** from twilight  play snow white?
Let me ask is that a adult film?
Duh no ******* we dont show thoose here.

Would you know were I could see thoose films?
Im doing some umm research on human sexulality  it involves alotta big words
which i cant spell so i'll spare you the details  just point me in the right direction
and nobody gets hurt.

Dude they havent shown thoose kinda movies in theaters for years.
Oh yeah and theres this thing called the internet once is way better than writting on your
cave walls.
Kids there really great *******.

After some back in fourth who gives a **** or really reads this ***** banter.
The man with the pizza face finally hit his limit.
Look *******!
I dont make the **** ,I dont watch the ****!
If you gotta problem take it up with the studio exects in Hollywood.

You gotta point there sparky give me your keys!
What! No.
Give me your keys or else.
Or else what grandpa  your gonna hit me with your walker.

No you silly *******.
Or else I'll shoot you.
Ya see young man that should wear a iron mask.
You may have a I Phone
But I have a handgun  and  that always wins the debate no hand em over.

After a brief moment of the little ******* ***** crying and begging for me not to **** him.
Really he watched to many TV shows I wasnt gonna **** him besides.
Im allergic to prison and it wasnt even a real gun what a *******.

I was off in my borrowed car  to the land of bad ideas and great **** jobs.
A place more fake than barbies dream home minus that dickless tool she always
hung out with  not that I played with Barbie's but she does have some really kickarse *******
and im a big fan of ******* hell what great writer isnt?

It was a drive that seemed to take forever  but finally i pulled up to the front gate
of Warner Brothers studios.
The little weird looking gate keeper looked at me and said .
can I help you sir.

Yes please direct me to your leader strange gaurd troll.
Uhh sir this is a closed lot only people with passes can enter.
Well what if i know the secret word?

Who told you about the secret word?
I had him with that one.
These Hollyweird vampires couldnt have enough brain power to
keep some pass on them.
Okay whats the secret word sir?

I had to think deep and from such a shallow mind that was asking alot.
What could it be it had to be something that rang true like snorting a line of
coke of Katy Perry's  ***'s.

Dear lord I had it.

Brad Pitt ***** donkey *****.

The man looked at me in utter shock  I wasnt sure if he was gonna let me pass
or try to pull me out my slightly worn odd smelling borrowed car.
Alright sir it's lot 69 hahaha  yeah I know im demented.

Right next to the lot there filming Winds Of Change **** The Musical!
Staring Johnny Depp and Bogo the ***** chimp.
****** i wish i wasnt busy  that chimp seemed like he had a good head on his shoulders.
Well when he wasnt jerking off and eating bannans while throwing his poo.
What a talent indeed.

I found myself in the studio people running every which a way.
It was total confussion   seemd like no one had a clue what the hell they were doing.
Hey ******* shouted some weird little man in a chair who the **** are you!?.

The little red haired man must truely be dellusional.
How could someone not know Gonzo?
Well sir just who the **** are you? I replied.

Well im Ron ******* Howard *****!
Hmm never herd of you are you a director or something?
What!!!
Ever hear of Andy Griffith  or Happy Days?
Oh yeah your that little dork that hung out with that cop yeah what a snitch.
I was playing his son *******.

Dam well seems this ginger finally explained to me why that man always had him around
it all makes sense now i just thought he was some kinda pervert.
Course seems like he had picked up some bad habbits from that Fonzie guy
never trust a man who calls the restroom his office but what a man does with
another man in a ***** restroom for plesure or profit is his own bussiness.

Look *******  what the hell do ya want?
Lets start with a gallon's of nothern light maybe some top shelf hookers some good music.
Maybe a couple hits of some lets say nose candy maybe turn off the lights and see what happens.
Im just saying sometimes ya gotta let nature take it's drug filled course.

Im not talking bout from life dip **** i mean what the hell are you doing here?
Oh **** sorry there  carrot top.
I wanna see the person in charge that green lights all this remake **** you souless
morons put out and call entertainment.

The little red haired devil was silent as he explained to me no one ever saw the
studio head it was like meeting Santa Claus or ****** or being in the pressence of a unicorn
really whats the diffrence.

He warned me of the dangers of meeting such a great mind yet like I do with
most people I simply shook me head and agreed much like i do with
women im trying to sleep with duh like I care about her tweenty seven cats.

Finally after learning I wasnt taking no for a answer he lead me to a room
And in this room was a screen and apon the screen appread a face.
Who dare question the mighty head of the film studio!!

The voice was loud  still it had that comfoting quallity that you just have to love in
a windbag *******.
Umm me.

You well who the hell are you?
Duh ******* im the long winded ******* writting the story.
Oh well what the **** do you want?

Sir I wanna know what the hell's wrong with you people.
Look im a drunk but i could never be drunk enough to pay a fortune to watch half the **** you call entertainment between remakes and films based on gay *** stories about vampires
and dudes who run around the woods calling themselves werewolves.

You mean you actully saw twilight?
The voice asked me on the verge of laughter.
Duh i see a bunch of hot chicks  going anywhere im following without asking
much like the mindless drones that watch that ****.

Sir your a sad sad man.
The strange face on the screen vanished out from the curtan appeared
what looked like *** it was Bugs Bunny !!

Bug's!  
What's up gonz?
****** i always knew you were real much like Fergie and spanish fly.

Gonzo i know half this **** ***** but its because mindless idiots love studip ****.
Look you were once a popular writer and you cant even spell.
Ouch now go ahead mighty furry samuri.

Ya see whatever makes money we put out and really stupid young girls much like your teenage
wife love that **** and being perverts like yourself wanna get laid you'll take them to that ****.
Bugs are you saying it's all about money?

No **** *******.

We talked drank watched backroom casting couch tapes of early starlets like
Harrison Ford no wonder he was so good with that whip.

It was magic minus the  money loving **** mouse that'll sue your ***.
Bugs I gotta ask you a deep question?
Shoot there Gonz .
Is Mickey really just a cross dresser calling himself Minnie?

You are messed up in so many ways Gonz.
We laughed swapped ***** stories  like the time Bugs slipped
Daisy some ****** and got a ******* in the magic castle  while goofy watched.

What the **** is Goofy?

Gonz .
My furry amigo said to **** if I know.

Untill next time kids stay crazy

And remember if you wish apon a star  ya better make sure to whom thoose copy rights
belong to truley are.
Cause thoose rich ******* will sue your *** .

Cheers

                               FIN?

All the true talent is being impeded
Everyone seems to please the conceded
Narsasistic egos,why you gonna feed it?
Offer up your bank,so they can bleed it
Dry
Another sucka
Caught up in a game,your gonna loose *******
Collect up celebrity baggage and check out
Support the underground,fresh rhymes,no doubt
Real lyrisists with non generic beats
Making real music to be played on the streets
Not ******* hype getting sales from the tweets
Get down with real artists and support with your sheets

The room was filled with burnout nuts who looked half crazy dear lord what was someone as normal as me doing here.
Yeah dont laugh im being serious or however ya spell it.

The group slash cult leader approached the mic.
Hello im Dan .
Hello Dan.

Dear lord these people were some brainwashed hampsters almost as bad
as that voodoo priestest Taylor Swift yeah Her new song sounds just like her last okay.
the only people who like her are kids and perverts that reminds me gotta put that video on mute when i
watch it it really messes up the mood what!
Im talking bout when im writting ya perves haha no im not.

Enough with the foreplay kids.
The man went into his speech how he used to snort lines that went from here to texas
picked up hookers drank till he passed out.
Hey No wonder this man was a leader he was soon becoming my hero.

But then I hit rock bottem and stopped found Jesus once honestly i didnt know he was lost.
Now he hadnt had a dam bit of fun in four years i couldnt contain my laughter
what a ***** huh?
I said to the old drunk beside me.

Hey what you got in that cup there grandpa.
He just looked at me in a strange manner must be on a hell of a trip lucky *******.
He spoke slow in a ***** old seductive kinda scared shitless by me manner
It's Koolaide.

Yeah weird mixer what ya trying to pick up kids ya nut what else is in it?
This oldman was playing a game yeah  sure dont share you old ***** hound
my flask was nearly empty and my patience was fading with every sober ***** that took the stage Jesus people it was listening to Jeff Foxworthy it's great if your ******* but honestly its one step above a ******* puppet.

The group of lame areses was almost done when they looked at me hey there friend feel like sharing?
It was something I should fight but a mic and stage was as tempting as a
wild turkey and college keg party.

Why not.

Hey Kids Im Gonzo!
Hey Gonzo jesus it was like dealing with a human parrot or Brittney Spears really
you've  seen one mindless drone ya seem em all.

I took a deep sip from my coffee with a little something extra cup
mmm acid and folgers it goes togather like teens and ****** reallity  shows ******* MTV!

Well Im Gonzo , Hello Gonzo.
Look meeting of the living braindead it's funny the first time okay.
Okay jesus these people were bad as a boy band dam three tenors yeah your all
hot and can sing opera but wants to party to that ****.

Look here  Ive been drinking since 12  umm commited alotta fun crimes
Once paid the babysitter to show me her *******  yeah I know winning.
Ive been in 20  car crashes some of em not just other peoples cars  like I can afford one.

Ive done every drug known to man and some that arent made by people named skull and eightball.
dated strippers snorted coke off of more than just a table  get your mind outta the
gutter cause if ya dont your gonna end up like me serious!

My wife is full of life and strung out on pills that reminds me
i gotta pick her up after cheerleading practice.
Ive been in the iron bar hotel many a night yeah that ****** but he hairy guys are great to cuddle with
like big teddy bears who'll **** you yeah that ****** so ive herd well yeah.

The group was silent till DR Downer spoke up but when did you hit bottom.
Sir thats my personal life okay and besides i not that hung okay.
But you stopped right.

Stopped what are you high on crack Bobby Brown?  
First off amigo its cheap second I aint stopping till im dead yeah i could work out have no
fun and spend the rest of my life speaking in front of nuts who used to be cool
Like you Irene hey personally i wish i had seen you in the ******* cause you seem
like a nice lady and really easy to get into bed okay yeah im
sensative I always pay after that's manners.

The crowd was filled with something what was this place Jonestown
Look at what ya all become eating cookies and drinking **** I wouldnt even
drink when i was ******* five okay.

And you ****** Dave well okay it's kinda weird ya hung out in park restrooms
But if only you had met George Micheal maybe then he'd still be making good  records but ya gotta have faith im just saying.

Sure you can be nice live good yeah then one day ya cross the street and some *******
spoiled brat   teenager  who just got his license runs over your *** cause he's texting sally
asking to see her **** to share e with the rest of the football team okay.

Hey whatever happend to *** drugs and rock n roll kids.
**** living forever.
Lets party now and ***** tommorow cheers I kicked back the last
of the wild turkey hitting that liver like a sledge

The group was silent yet again **** I had crossed the line yet again ahh someone needs a spanking
but enough bout lady gaga.

Sir there leader said leave now!
Just then like something off of saturday night pro wrestling.
A folding chair hit the
hugging preachy nut over the head.

***** this guy the old drunk exclaimed lets go get trashed my life ***** lets get some ***** drugs and
Irene crank the music.

And like something outta a stupid wholsome after school special my heart grew
okay aybe thats a bit much .

We were off like fellow addicts set lose in a world as ******* up as us
And everything was as messed up as us we partyed laughed made some movies of are own that probaly wont be seen on tv anytime soon.

And we lived in the moment cause its all we ever have.
And this perves gonna make sure his is
******* fun stay crazy and avoid the clap love always
Gonzo

****, it was you I believed in..
I kno you gotta do good but it's hard to have a broken heart and keep achieving! Why are you leaving? we unexpectedly keep meeting... It's true when a heart breaks it really never breaks even...I was counting ya blessings, you were counting my demons...it took a break up for me to see loves true meaning!
(Cough)
I'm dying baby...on the verge of crying baby...you mean you haven't closed ya eyes since? Haven't thought about me lately? That's the kinda **** that makes me relapse and make my mind crazy...
I know alotta fish in the sea but this mermaid the only one tha amaze me.
Suddenly I'm gettin dazy...
I didn't even drink tonighht
But you all in my sights
Triggers off my addiction to kryptonite..
Her body so enticing
Seduction so inviting
Getting kicked out the bar cause self control and temptation began fighting.
I'm stuck in a freaking place where my only outlet is fearful writing
Gettin a taste of my own medicine, but can't quite attain a liking
And you know that I've changed but refuse to believe me...
If I had one wish..forget it. I don't believe in wishful dreaming.
Take a shot for me...

-Dougie Simps

The road behind still seemed more tempting  than the wasteland of hollow thoughts and
empty dreams that lay outside my hotel room window.
I'd long since given up on having anything known as a comfort zone.

Still although it was hours since we landed still my thoughts rambled like some child as he sits listening to a trains whistle on a long dark night.

My fellow shadows had long since learned a private room was better than a front row seat to
my often insanity spun sideshow of late nights and bitter rants.
It was me and my thoughts a plague of my own creation  in full swing and obsecure few
a stiff drink and some good pills kept the thoughts at bay for the moment.

We found areselves in the city of Angels but  it reaked more of devils torment and wicked excess.
Hookers cheap *** and some overpriced drugs.
The blood of dreams covered the streets and old starts of the fames lure slept next to the broken and homeless.

Why had I ever came here was it ego?
Or just a good time to flaunt in the face of all thoose caught in the gears of
the day to day grind.

This land of empty thoughts  and cursed remakes there was nothing creative bout this scene kids  just give your neck to the vampire and pray he yerns for a taste.
Maybe you'll be one in the few or just another hideline.
Fallen star found dead outside some overpriced nightclub.

Me I was here for a gig and nothing more .
To provide some laughs between drinks i had no illusions of fame.
To me I looked in the crystal ball and just saw another cheap snow globe
of nothing more than candy coated lies.

This wasnt my scene it wasnt anyones scene just a playground gone
wrong a wasteland of bad ideas and hollow thoughts.
That made Vegas seem like a good idea at the time.

Neon lights and lost thoughts haunt the hours spent like some
silent witness to a future crime scene and a redlight work of art.

And as I recalled the nights show I tried to forget the faces from behind the lights
that seemed broken by some plastic surgeons *******.
Give me women with flaws and unsculpted fools.
Perfect people can have this place that seemed more like a gateway to
a delusion cast hell than screen print paradise.

Course many would paint it diffrent if they held the brush but I wasnt
much of a painter to begin with.
And as tommorow loomed with the smog I packed my suitcase thinking.
If we could just drown half the suits and give it to the miscast freaks
pretending to be superheros for tourist pics what a ****** up
theme park we'd have then.

A few hits and alotta drinks later we were gone and there was no question
If we had left a empression.
Only a ****** of a much higher degree would wanna leave anything there.
Except maybe a pipe bomb in a suits office bleeding some old franchise
for every drop it was worth.

No my friends the rearview wasnt looked in often.
What did you think of it?
My fellow traveler  asked as we counted potholes and passed the bottle

Well it sure wasnt Kansas my friend.
What the ***** in Kansas?
Anything but this ******* place amigo.

Don't take a lot to get this person inspired
As his arms grow weak and tired
Hoping to god he doesn't expire
As passes on through the fire
And chases what he admires
Angel kisses that put faith in all he so desires
But this ain't the same man who remember who wrote confessions
Passed up selling his soul to gain a few more blessings
People, anymore questions?
I choose to plead the fifth
Your antagonist ways slowly **** me like an active cyst
As I clinch both my fist and prepare for hopeless battle
With friends, family I love and those who truly matter
A spoonful of pure disaster
Mind bursting with thoughts...
The hardest battle in my life is the one internally fought
To think twice with gun while the devil dares you to pull the trigger and growing as an outcast a half Caucasian  ni@@a who strikes with pure aggression, ignored but received the message
Push every good woman away who probably could of gave him leverage
To rise high to the sky, Jesus god me oh my
A half empty glass full of broken dreams and tears from his eyes
But denies it and just lies cause weakness is pain leaving the body
He won't lower his guard for a single person, NOT NOBODY!
But even a lion gotta know when to drop his pride and say sorry...so
Sorry for all the issues, all I've ever put you through
The truth is you was my biggest fan and I didn't wanna wish on you
Father you are forgiven, It's times for me to start living
Slaving my internal freedom, overworking them in my Hell's Kitchen
Listen...cause I'm disappearing and placing my world in disguise
Thank you Hello Poetry
Im calling it quits but it's been a great ride...alotta wishes inside...no longer feel the need to write...I'm done but
I leave you with final piece "Lookin through his eyes" live for every moment, love yourself
Actually...don't take my advice
(Do you)

Interviewer: Douglas Simpkins, who are you? We don't understand you..the world seems to mis read you..can you tell us in a few words, maybe? Who is Douglas Simpkins?

(Heart beats)
(The sound of writing)

Dear Everyone,

Time has passed. I maybe overthinking this but I can't find my brains top latch
(So my thoughts are out)
You ask "what's that about?"

Let me explain..

I said things, broke things
Never thought I'd become inslaved..
To the monster who's beating inside me
To the ignorance placed in my grave
I done messed up, never confessed up, talk to god now, so maybe I'm blessed up?
But we cool and talk about when I was in school
How I created so many lies, blamed it on a high..
Stabbed so many backs that nobody walked with a spine.
Walk a mile in my shoes? nobody wanted my 9s
Figured Id grow outta my fears and self overtime..
Something happened,
And I gradually found death
I spoke to him as he would glare at me with darkness spewing from his breath
Manipulation at its best
As he grabbed a hold of my chest
Told me "only the good die young"
Put his hand on my pecks and pushed me back to this mess.

(Then what?)

I tried to follow purity,
The constant fight with this monster inside of me!
He wants anger! I just want maturity.
A sense of security.
Maybe that's why I'm so locked down
She thinks I'm being stubborn
But she don't know, I'm just starting to open up and share all about my past now.
****..and I gotta be honest,
I want you to be the one that I endure the longest,
Who accepts me at me at my weakest, supports me at my strongest.

(Let her now kid)

Hiding the truth in these subliminal notes,
Ask myself
If you like her why don't you go after what you desire the most?
Probably because I was a felon in loves convictions
I believe she deserves to enjoy life without pain and loves restrictions.

(Again man!?)

Yeah, I also needed time to break down. Weak knees, lord please, help me feel the force of the ground. The words of the angels and only some can hear the sound.
Ask yourself if you needed help, who the F!ck would be around?
I was stranded in the water and you just watched in an attempt to let me drown!
I survived!
Look at me rise! from all your f@cking let downs!

(Take it easy man)

But I tend to constantly escape, to a world, a beautiful place
Where I can't be judged, I can finally be alone and mediate in my vital space
A mind that represents the ocean, a heart that's the beating sun, a soul that is the sand, and a life that is all I want to become.

(That's beautiful)

Because we all have a story
Not one makes less sense.
I took a gun to misery, blasted the ****t outta it
Walked away and left that ***** for dead.
This is me. I can't make this up for your amusement
My words are the bullets, excuse me as I reload my weaPEN.

(Doug, calm down!)

Chill man, I told you I'm grown now and have full control.
I just speak with alotta passion and that don't go away even as you get old.
This my story and they wouldn't believe me if it wasn't properly told
I was a beast, a loose bullett that could **** a person with one shot..stare em down and spit a venom so cold.
But I apologize for it all and taking ya down this road...

(Hands shaking)

I prospered from myself and learned to hold my own.
Stick with me now and please embrace my change. Help me write my story and turn a new page.
Goals can be made, I never heard there ever had to be a certain age.
Giving you my all now and hope ya will accept my best
But still look back once in a while...
So that I'll never forget.

(Oh my god)

Also, had to go back to the lab, reconnect and draw up some new plans
And by the way, you can't know who Doug is...when it's really Bland.
Amen.

(Stopped writing)

Interviewer: I have no words. Thank you.

surferrrs earrrr ya im deaf
had alotta hearing but noww not much left
i got da surferss earrrr ya it suckss
all da **** u's an little *****
I can't hear no mo oh no no
yell in my ear an ya betta talk slow
i cant hear no mo

last I wanna see or hear
is you cried.
cause the pain I get from that hurts inside.
I feel your sorrow,I feel how hollow.
But remember,If i'm in your heart then move on to tomorrow.
Cant you see? Baby?
The love I have is truly,  eternally,And specifically yours?
The only women in my life that I adore.
That I respect and cherish each sec,when you take away my breath.
with you I live for.
Do or don't tell me more,
If you wanna keep to yourself I understand,and I respect that.
But baby when you cry,its my job,my priority to prevent that.
Make sure that,each tear is less dense and not emotionally filled.
its not your fault,it never will.
So please don't regret any choice you made babe,cause my love will ill.
I know you cry to get it out and,It will never happen when my heart is in.
Each tear will dissapear,and any fear,we'll overcome.
As long as I can heal it,With God's help Love will always be sung.
With each breath from my lungs,not asthma can prevent me,to stop running with those tears.
I catch each one,kiss each one,and let the pain dissapear...
Not one will slip,from my hand,
As long as your heart has grip on me,
I help you stand.
YOU'LL never need another hand.
Cause my heart,my love,MY trust,I will be the only man.

3-28-12  

Each day,
each week,
each kiss we give,
every time we speak,
I fall hard with love for you so strong it leaves me weak,but I still give.
MY BOO! I mean,your my one,and only!.
DONT ever forget,I'm here,you never are lonely.
BAbe,
My pookie,
My joy.
my sweet cookie,
Lovey dovey chipsahoy.
sweet kissy kiss smoochy smoochy.
EACH moment with you is filled with bliss,
romance,and butterflies make heart and stomach lift.
Tisk-tisk-tisk
Yeah! -.-
→You now you always win.
In any love fight we have,
but I always win if we both end up cuddlin.
And snugglin,with alotta smoochy! smoochy!
Cmon admit it ;)
(its a tie),
Don't cha think mi pookie?
Haha I love everytime we hold hands,and its like there's no limmit to our convos.
No matter where we stand
You light my side up with one smile,a blessing to witness and have,your time and attention,
I can go on for miles.
I CAN say the things that makes your day,And remind you of my support and love for you,Like I did last nite.
Before you went to bed,
You gotta a text from me,and you read,all the sweet comforting.Words that I wrote,
you can almost hear me sing.
Even if my voice is bad,
I'm glad that your nite was made, And I can rest myself.
Knowing our love safe,
And your tears are saved.

BY: Emmanuel JV Hernandez
6/28/12

That cheap stuff
will run through you.

It'll give you a hard time
going down,
and then,
it'll hold your belly like a baby's hand,
soft and sweetly,
then it'll smack the **** out of you,
because you trusted it.

This cheap **** is a bad ****.

It tastes like molassess and *******,
it kicks like a jalopy,
turns over in bombs,
slices your belly button,
and pops its little head out of your stomach.

I like the cheap ****,
it makes me feel this way.

This way is the only way.

Kind of like
how they say
alotta love
is
good love.

|||| All 4 Nuthin | All 4 Sumthin ||||
Chorus
Though ya may think it's all for nuthin,
it is really all fa sumthin...
programmed ta be a chicken dumplin...
Your whole world keeps on crumplin!
Drunk n stumblin...
But inside True Love keeps on grumblin...
Verse 1: I'm comin in, bicycle kickin. Grippin n' spittin, like I'm pistol whippin! Don't start trippin! I was always sinnin! Spin-kick this **** like Lui-Kang! Grew up on it like Wu-Tang! Though I must admit I *******! This thang will change ya brain come back like a boomerang! Like Three-Six I was where tha killaz hang,slang, take change, BANG BANG! Spill ya brains! Now here we go let's follow, deep in the hearts of Chicago! Hollows []! Datz what they'll make you swallow! Deep in Humboldt Park, in the dark are the sharks! Pistols spark, 5-0 dunno where ta start! Ain't no love up in their heartz! Morbid Art! But Love is what they want, Up in the "Twilight Zone"! A place I called my home! What I spread all alone! On my own! Up in tha crowd not very loud nor very proud!Seperate the clouds allowed now one with the Tao (Dao)! Gangz fight fa the light n' don't even see it in their sights! Test your mights! What's left is really right! Within darkness is really light! That's why we have all the stars!That is what we are!By far just avatars ridin round' in hoopty cars! When it's all said n' done the whole universe is already ONE!Love in the Sun Hate in the gun! You can stay or you can run... Choice is your's this verse is done!
Chorus
Though ya may think it's all for nuthin,
it is really all fa sumthin...
programmed ta be a chicken dumplin...
Your whole world keeps on crumplin!
Drunk n stumblin...
But inside True Love keeps on grumblin...
Verse 2: Though I keep presentin', what I'm represtin! Used to be resentin', There's truth in sentencin! In my defense I'm fencin' in! All y'allz muh ****** residence! Check out all the muh ****** evidence! Every word is relevant! Guess again! Sill a Maniac Latin Disciple wit out da automatic rifle! Love in my heart comes to stifle! Yada-Yada! thinkin ya gangsta wit all that product! Nada-Nada! Gotta-Gotta! Leave with alotta-alotta! Super essential extential why I oughtta oughtta! Man Slaughta Slaughta! Slap clap my vocal cords, my best friends are Mickey Cobraz and Vice Lordz! N' what's more? Turn no ****** away from muh door! I stand on muh 6six6!Tho on one point True Love it depicts! Spit muh lit-**** hit tha bricks! Stayin real to this ****! Though all these otha ****** quit! True Love is real always be legit! That's why I've come to re-write the script! Go ahead n' take hit! It's okay, I'll be on my way! but just for today this what i want to say! Tho you think it's nuthin it's a really meant fa sumthin! Tho you might try ta conceal, recogonize how you truly feel! Real life real recognizes REAL! No not that ***** Bo Deal! See past you lies n' I promise ya heart will reveal! HEAL! Use Love as your shield! God as your sword that's what you wield! Go ahead and take these words if you wanna steal! **** the hate in this world with no ****! Twist ya mind ta the truth like a rubics cube! Spread it viral like sum **** on youtube! Stay True to You! Do whatcha do n' no matter whatcha do do it the way you wanna do it! You don't even have to listen to me cuz...
Chorus
Though ya may think it's all for nuthin,
it is really all fa sumthin...
programmed ta be a chicken dumplin...
Your whole world keeps on crumplin!
Drunk n stumblin...
But inside True Love keeps on grumblin...

******* i never wouldve thought
that one of my best friends would be so lost
with all our memories that we had
our sarebear has left and we are all so sad
within the group that became so close
the family i chose whom i love the most

i lost a sister in that ravine
sometimes this world can be so cruel, so ******* mean
i still cant believe that you re gone
the agony and pain never subsided they were wrong

were all expected to move on and forget
but i think about you everyday and its the biggest thing i regret
if we could only have that day
your last words to me solidified in my brain

you left too early and our family misses you so
in something so real that no one else could ever know
ill sing this song every time i ****** play
make sure everyone hears your name every ****** day
sarebear is gone and it kills me to say
i always knew how close we were and it ****** ***** your not here today
not a **** thing gives me hope
all the things they believe just to ****** cope

i know its ****** but its what i know
why the **** did you have to go
you know we loved you and it couldnt compare
ive never felt so angry for something so unfair

i love the great times that we all had
the only thing that makes me happy is remembering that
we had our time and thats all
alotta people loved you and i hope i have that when i fall

It's been a hell week
I've been through alotta ****
seems that happiness is the one I can't seek
Must've been better to jump of a cliff

Depressed? Nah that ****'s low
I'm not depressed, I'm just a lonely crow
I've got nothing to express nor to show
I'm dead inside and i really want to let go

How can somebody become this numb tho
My life's a mess and a big shitshow
I knew it, I should've ended it days ago
But somehow here I am, cyring on my pillow

I'm turning into a dramaqueen, jeez
Forgive me, but i can only express myself through this
C'mon stars just grant my wish
I just want to be happy like everyone is

orange cones
                                               &
       y e l l o w
                                 t
                a  p e—Nothing
                                               to see
                                                          w
    ­                                  here?                          ­                        hear”

       see is
                         what                 i think i
                                                               ­                 thinkyoushould;
       say do             what i
                                              f r e e l y    
                           em

                                                      ­            bedded in I—
      My
                                 herostory; (limits
      endowed the scope—action
                                                       controlled by
                                              knowledge]
     ­   true,
                                   even heroes
        can become jaded to their promises,                   tis noble duty
to their state                             to spoil

inside their o w n Suit of Just
                                                            ­ice)(the state is not me,you,us,them, we’re all a l i e n;]
                                                             ­               cast
                                                                ­                to the fringes
                                                        o­f dissidence,

my sweet
d i s
                  a r r a y; can there be a center to this shrouded mass?

behind face of the clock
                                                           ­     work(the cow
        ard’s mask.


(Mystic Machine, please
                                                          ­                  cloak us
                                          in hour
                                                         uncouth explanation of the our!
un
                         burden our backs
                                                           ­           of those crosse


       d t’s & dotted i’s,
                                                                ­         so we may

                          be  f r e e                          to carry our religion

      sans
                                 the

immobile prescriptions
        of our structures—
                                innumerable volumes of procedural scripture & scroll,
                Mandate and Prophecy.(

                                                   ­               …but OUR brain weighs a ton;
                                     (yes
  but w h o
                                              stored it in the w r o n g vat?
“In fact, we object to the framing of that concept—I


                                         control my mind, to the full
est
                         extent nature a l l o w s

Just
                                     ask the cat
                                                        who assumes itself
       Master of Domain—I lay claim
                                                                ­           as gatekeeper of
            the input, to engineer the flow of my information
                                                     ­   consciously, constantly,
                                                     ­   without a shadow
of intellectual guilt
—This is my herostory; if you
                                               aren’t with me,
                               you are againstme”


Every
                        body got a story
         with a hero, even ideas. but there’s alotta b o d i e s;
This world
                        must be seething with villains too,
the worst clothcut of villain, the most sinuous form of e v i l. that of
            Average Evil—              the
                                       unremarkable,
                                                   ­                                                      tacit kind;
but i               over
                                       stand—it’s philosophically strain

                                             ing                                                              ­
                                                                ­                                 to
        precisely and definitely
                         define players vs. pieces

Wheres the end? slow down
                                                            ­  we don’t even know
where to start?
                                               blistering mound of
                 opinion turn man of reason sheepish to
analyzing, let alone

         cutting the circulation
                                                                ­     to the veins of ideological fires,
                          sure to wait
                                 until the b o d y is scorched
          we may examine
in order and consolidated, complete,
                                            and stored in an urn.

a slave to Time,                         unfit for given task—
                                                    to proof eternal equations,
Mechanical narratives reach unintelligibility
                                               ­           when incorporating those remote
        rules of the game: counterintuitive
                                                ­                                      to our abilities—
                     mysterious areas
                                                          r­ife for exploiting,
                                                                ­with juicy soundbites
rather than laying out full-courses;
How can
                              one                            ­T h i n k and C r e a t e
    when surrounded by
                                                           f o o d...mm
              but can find no nourishment?                                       (then
                                          
                ­                                                 it'd be
                                                              ­                    time to survive, a narrow state of being:
                                                s u r v i v a l—it's either
                         sanity or intellectual
    consistency
                                    ­                                            
                    ­                                                "ya can't c h o o s e both)

On the play for some action
                  but whose knowledge am i acting on?

even as i type this,
                           searching for the path
                                                            ­              to distant answers     but

              whose questions am i posing?

Curiosity kills iniquitous kitty
She's a bad bad girl but oh so pretty
Sure-enough excited 'bout living in da city
All in a tizzy 'bout this nitty gritty ditty

She's Agog-a-go-go, now's she's got her own show
Won't be doin' any ordinary *****
Less you pay her prices, and that's alotta dough to throw
So don't get fixated on Agog-a-go-go

Wax those whiskers, if you really like her Mister
All the DJ's love her 'cause she's such a sister mixer
It's all good fun, till she comes up with a blister
Didn't hear it from me, but da liquor does whisper

She's Agog-a-go-go, soon to be a no-show
'Cause she's mighty hyped 'bout da fame ya know, ya know
Emotion motion industry can catch you with a logo
But the truth is honey it all ends up a big 'ole no-go

She meets a real cool cat, who shows her how to cope
But everybody knows, he's just sellin' her dope
Keeps her on a leash, for other men to *****
Miss Agog-a-go-go is soon to lose all hope

She's Agog-a-go-go, Agog-a-go-go

Peace and love to you
Your a stain on existance
Yeah, me too
Im optimistic
But realistic
People ****
Like the baby from the simpsons
Food clothes and shelter
Life is simple
But remember now the world is full of sinners
Ok Lerch man we get it
Can ya rap bout something else now
Ok, thank the lord that im ok
I hope the Gov't dont come thru
With aK's
Ww1 ww2 they say history repeats
They say alotta things
Ima stop listening to what they say
If they come for me then im going
Out like Jesus
Lord willin
But ill prolly feel the urge to fight back and scream obscenities
Lord bless me
To be a good and faithful servant

we like
drips, from one o'them old timey
faucets, got string fo' a gasket,
sometime, ye rewind, t'stop
drips.

Art f'arts aches fer ever. Ow ow ow
we know we know
now, it's intuition,

womb knowns, cultured, nurtured.
Past Pavlov, past post Xanax Peterson

we meet on this line, we know what I mean
in a word, depth of being from the beginning,

a concept inconceivable, at the time,
now, then, when the book of life
was immaterial, nothing had lived.

MMmmms mmmsnems eeeee that is
the surge, the urge to emerge
and wink.

What do you think? Is sense made
or felt existing as I learn to sense it?

One thing in reality.
What are the odds of you occuring?

Slim to none, is a stretch teleo, wanna bet?
See a point. Whence once begun,
some rivers never ceased to flow,
slow as ice, oh, so cold, stories freeze,
like a sneeze, outside,
in the wind, send
a prayer, say
bless you.

Why?
Blessings, when you learn what blessings are,
you come back and pick these up,
you make alotta money, and nobody worries
we stole it, see,
we made it all up. This is what money is,
attention to details in time, in a mind bigger
than mine.

There's no point in living..
If you can't feel alive."

Quoted by Renard in James Bond Movie: The World Is Not Enough.



Murderous vibes
Murderous vibes


I see it in you to eyes.
Behind the disguise
You fool some but you
can't deceive the  wise
The only way to feel alive
Is chance the odds to survive!
Felt words that cut
deep like a knife!
Pain.
Made me strong just for this fight!
You dog-*** boys are
full of bark without the bite
Chill. Don't have to
prove I am cold
So there's no
need for the ice!

Got you searching for me
Like i am the light!
Creeping on you?
Nah...
But don't sleep at night!
Third eye watching all in sight
She prays to the stars
Of the night for
things to be bright.
Hoping we come
back together
In his LIFE!
Compromise? I got to limits to defy.
Pray my downfall
but i am high on the rise.
My spirit illuminates beyond the skies!
No lack of enterprise
My vision is fine. It's vivid
As one, we all must combine!
There's more than chasing
The gimmicks of this grind!
All of us are worth more than
Peanuts. Pennies. Nickles. Dimes
Lost in the sauce.
Not talkin bout makin
Burgers and fries
Not gonna lie
Been discouraged by
the number of tries
But thankful for every"one"
That supports me...
and I'll say it a hundred times!
Kaioken. Gotta watch my circle
Cause alotta you are fake friends!
Pretends. You stay on the offense
I come to my senses
To pay for my sins.
So i am putting
it all on the line!
It could be worse
It's just a matter of mind
In the END
I am guessin I am fine
What goes up
Must come down.
Why you misreadin the signs?
I simplify all
in terms of rhymes.
Taking it all?
Nah I am taking my time._
28 years later? Still in my prime!

In addition.
There will never be an
End to their addiction.
Any intention won't alter my vision
So let them continue to divide us
We will rule the majority through this division

Battle between the twisted
& gifted to survive among
The illest to fit in
As the fittest.
No intervention. Your ways given
me fire for my aumunition
Everything gold doesn't 
Always glisten.
I speak from the soul.
But not everyone listens.
Forget every word
You speak
The world will remember
What you left them with "Feeling"
Sometimes, I overstress
My enough isn't my best
I must confess/this weight
Pushing in my chest is
Eating me away alive
By this hunger
That never rest!
Bleeding out my last breath
Release from all with the
Reviving kiss with death!
Pray for your soul
To ressurect from
Memories that are left!

I plead the fifth
Master of the force
Power of sith
In the shadows
I go vader on you haters
Every decision
Arousin' suspicsion 
Increasing the tension
To keep us CONDITIONED
Destroy the weak and poor
To support the riches living!
Keep secrets hidden
The truth forbidden
Time reveals all
As the plot thickens!
**** this I am tired
Of being a victim!
Show no remorse/
When we rip  em apart
With the chaos
created from
Their very venom!

Trying to wave me away
Like "Oh no they didn't" 
The hottest thing next to
The devil spitting fire in hell's kitchen!
You faker than tupe, spare yo two cents
To get you two plays!
Going long ways and the wrong ways
With these extensions!
I traveled the distance.
To bring more to our
Children, men and women!
Unraveled change for a difference
Cause I believe the mind
Shouldn't be a self made prison
Gonna hit my target
Quick with precision
If I have to aim
I am NOT Missing
If you about the HUSTLE
Then just HUSH and just stack!
You must be head of the game
But they got you runnin packs.
Thinkin I am on the attack
When I hit feelings...
When I MUST touch facts!
If you love em...
Put em in your will
Like a hub cap.
Cap me? I'll bust back!
Got you fiendin for bread
Like a dutch rat!
Say whatever you, want about Matt.
Me against the universe.
I am Sippin on suicidal thoughts

In the back of a Cadilac
End of the day. I putting
It all on the track.
Too late. Said what I meant!
Not taking it back!
Tired ya'll crying...
Without even trying!
Swear that you a KING
Ya'll be on the lying
You ain't no LION
Ya'll are kitty cats!
Sword of pride
Wouldn't touch that!
corrupt my salvation
Then F* THAT!!

The world is not enough to stop me!

There's no point in living..?
If you can't feel alive.
Quoted by Renard from James Bond Movie: The World Is Not Enough.

Murderous vibes
Murderous vibes


I see it in you to eyes.
Behind the disguise
You fool some but you
can't deceive the  wise
The only way to feel alive
Is chance the odds to survive!
Felt words that cut
deep like a knife
Pain. Made me strong just for this fight
You dog-*** boys are
full of bark without the bite
Chill. Don't have to
prove I am cold
So there's no
need for the ice!

Got you searching for me
Like i am the light!
Creeping on you?
Nah...
But don't sleep at night!
Third eye watching all in sight
She prays to the stars
Of the night for
things to be bright.
Hoping we come
back together
In his LIFE!
Compromise? I got to limits to defy.
Pray my downfall
but i am high on the rise.
My spirit illuminates beyond the skies!
No lack of enterprise
My vision is fine. It's vivid
As one, we all must combine!
There's more than chasing
The gimmicks of this grind!
All of us are worth more than
Peanuts. Pennies. Nickles. Dimes
Lost in the sauce.
Not talkin bout makin
Burgers and fries
Not gonna lie
Been discouraged by
the number of tries
But thankful for every"one"
That supports me...
and I'll say it a hundred times!
Kaioken. Gotta watch my circle
Cause alotta you are fake friends!
Pretends. You stay on the offense
I come to my senses
To pay for my sins.
So i am putting
it all on the line!
It could be worse
It's just a matter of mind
In the END
I am guessin I am fine
What goes up
Must come down.
Why you misreadin the signs?
I simplify all
in terms of rhymes.
Taking it all?
Nah I am taking my time._
28 years later? Still in my prime!

In addition.
There will never be an
End to their addiction.
Any intention won't alter my vision
So let them continue to divide us
We will rule the majority through this division

Battle between the twisted
& gifted to survive among
The illest to fit in
As the fittest.
No intervention. Your ways given
me fire for my aumunition
Everything gold doesn't 
Always glisten.
I speak from the soul.
But not everyone listens.
Forget every word
You speak
The world will remember
What you left them with "Feeling"
Sometimes, I overstress
My enough isn't my best
I must confess/this weight
Pushing in my chest is
Eating me away alive
By this hunger
That never rest!
Bleeding out my last breath
Release from all with the
Reviving kiss with death!
Pray for your soul
To ressurect from
Memories that are left!

I plead the fifth
Master of the force
Power of sith
In the shadows
I go vader on you haters
Every decision
Arousin suspicsion 
Increasing the tension
To keep us CONDITIONED
Destroy the weak and poor
To support the riches livin
Keep secrets hidden
The truth forbidden
Time reveals all
As the plot thickens!
**** this I am tired
Of being a victim!
Show no remorse/
When we rip  em apart
With the chaos
created from
This very venom

Trying to wave me away
Like "Oh no they didn't" 
The hottest thing next to
The devil spitting fire in hell's kitchen!
You faker than tupe, spare yo two cents
To get you two plays!
Going long ways and the wrong ways
With these extensions!
I traveled the distance.
To bring more to our
Children, men and women!
Unraveled change for a difference
Cause I believe the mind
Shouldn't be a self made prison
Gonna hit my target
Quick with precision
If I have to aim
I am NOT Missing
If you about the HUSTLE
Then just HUSH and just stack!
You must be head of the game
But they got you runnin packs.
Thinkin I am on the attack
When I hit feelings...
When I MUST touch facts!
If you love em...
Put em in your will
Like a hub cap.
Cap me? I'll bust back!
Got you fiendin for bread
Like a dutch rat!
Say whatever you, want about Matt.
Me against the universe.
I am Sippin on suicidal thoughts

In the back of a cadilac
End of the day. I puttin
It all on the track.
Too late. Said what I meant!
Not taking it back!
Tired ya'll crying...
Without even trying!
Swear that you a KING
Ya'll be on the lying
You ain't no LION
Ya'll are kitty cats!
Sword of pride
Wouldn't touch that!
corrupt my salvation
Then F* THAT!!

Ready for the king
Where I’ll be free
So one last piece
Last piece of me
I’m sorry momma
Put you thru hell
And alotta drama
But only you could tell
That I really did try
to quit this ****
And not get High
Or take another hit
I even asked for help
and only you could see
How invisible I felt
Bein an addict like me
To a world unseen
And a world that was mean
I was a good person
I treated people right
Yet my addiction worsened
Everyday and every night  
Cause the world was mean
So I numbed the abuse
Why should I get clean?
What’s the use?
I’ll always be sad
And still alone
Never good enough dad
Mom I jus wanna go home
So before I set myself free
Here’s my last piece
Last piece of me