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Jasmyn 'Ladi J' Jun 2013
Ladi J strong back 2 ballin
Out here grindin harder than a crack head tryna get that rock
Degree on my mind
Forward track to my masters to master this game of gettin into a human mind
Foreplay to the release of pleasurable success
I will not have a mess on my hands
Yeah I gotta plan
Ladi J virtuous back 2 ballin
Got it lost it got it now I'm back 2 ballin
Ha ha I'm not tryna be like wale
I'm jus tryna say that I have a one track mind
Not tryna gain riches but give people the riches of having their sanity
No fantasy
Tryna make it a reality
So lemme get back 2 ballin
Mario Hamblin Jan 2011
How do you feel now that your ballin?
Can you hear your fans screams, Cries, are they applauding?
Are you a drug dealer, boxer, or literally ballin?
Tryna be jordan holding on to spawlding?
You ever think of the hookers that got genitals in their view 24/7. Aren't they ballin too?
What about the mothers that are bawling cause they can't feed their children.
God save us all.
James Priest Aug 2013
I remember what we used to be
Swinging and climbing up every tree
That time when everyone would go outside just to play tag
Now all we got is 8 year old kids complaining about too much lag
And all those ballin' teenagers saying 'We got so much swag'
Now one of the only things you see
Is teen girls selling out virginity
25$ at one time you could've almost caught a taxi ride from here to Tennessee
I feel sorry for the next generation
Swag ballin' COD players running this nation
Now just give me one second of concentration
heavy intake of breath
Sorry, all the violence in the world has sent my mind through so much rehabilitation
I realized everything we thought was right was wrong
Simple math, it shouldn't have taken us this long
But it doesn't matter cause everyone's taking a hit from the nearest ****
These geniuses go and call others *******
Thanks, we're all mentally unstable and needed an excuse to be carted
To the nearest funeral home
Cause no one ever put us under loves dome
Ding ding ding we have a winner
Obviously the one without a ring on their finger
Forever alone because others see them as a sinner
When all they're trying to do is get another night's dinner
22 years from now we'll all be middle aged
Stuck in a job wanting to be uncaged
The worlds resources steadily going down the drain
An we're all stuck on a one way train
To hell or up above
That's when you wish you'd just been born a dove
Life's quite tough don't be late
It seems today is quite an important date
Though you've already come so far
One day you'll be crying in a bar
Thinking about your past when it was so easy
Every day the wind was cool and breezy
And you were swinging and climbing up every tree
I remember what it used to be
Devilgirlzdream Jun 2014
Talking to cousin.
Told him I'm cutting.
He just says.
"What do you think grampa would say
if he saw you cutting.?
I broke into tears
And now Im ballin'
Its been over six years since my grandfather died v.v
The most amazing grampa I could've ever asked for
MOTV Dec 2015
False reality
Tons of casualties
Thoughts eminence
Linger a thirst cannot be quenched
Ballin for all of my homies
Ballin for all of me solely
Family I'm ballin for fun
Living and learning the game
Glimpse of words gets you dazed
Aren't you amazed that game I play
Drill it till yeah after that inhale a jay

Smoking till losing the day
Smoking till livid the day
I rock with all of my homies
I rock with thoughts of controlling the whole thing
I rock with thoughts of control
I ball with thoughts of control
Seese and gimme control
Hostile take over gimme your gold
Rearrange the game.
Gimme all of the holds
Makeover of the game
Big king of the game
Mayweather type of *******
Make piece with a pen
Edgar Allen Poe types of analog
Make peace and then end.
Take over all of it man
In Pieces I'll Leave My Enemies,
I take hold.
Leaving casualties, only to my enemies.
Gibbon minded giddy girl,
Tied a ribbon upon a curl,

Swirling divinity,
In dervish fashion,

Flipped just so,
To highlight passion.

Rouge flavored cheek,
A chance at a peek,

Of pink, and subtle
Flora.

And fauna freaks
Clamber and seek
Sustenance in skin and bone

To lay and beg
At each and every foot fall.

Sanguine lips,
And sultry hips,

Move to the rhythm
Of a butterfly’s dance.

And per chance
That I may find

The root of her wing
I shall fly once again

In winged care
Upon her currents
Of flowing hair.

Alas, it will not be so,
For I am otherwise engaged
With adulated stare

Of the brown haired woman
Dancing across the square.
I remember when I was young brother
Hanging on the corner
Along with the other
Gangstas like me with a bunch
Of profanity
Who can see me
Floss on the weakest tricks
Hittin my switch enticing multiples chicks
But they can't ride my ****
Cuz I know devils
When they come sound the drum
Take another sip of the Jamaican  ***
I wonder why they wanna see me fall ?
But even if I fall
I'll continue 2 lift off where I had my downfall and ball
On sucka muthaphukkaz
Trust my guns quick to burn ya
Til ya ashes turned into dust
Lust after money never cuz I'm too clever
To let any one sever
Me and poetry wither it be
Reality or Fantasy
I'm a breed of many Prodigies
Raw rappin' so y'all know what's happenin'?
Re-Runs of slavery in this modern
Day society quietly
I see them eying me
From a distance fools get hesitant
Once I
Step on the scene empty out my magazine
Now these bullets is ya new cousine
Now you another victim to homicide got me feelin' alright
Check my tactics fool quick with them tools makin ya soul flee
Only to bring out the Gangsta in me



Now these corporate punks
Gotta problem with g funk
But I don't care still puffin my skunk
Another hater tossed in the trunk
Of my sixty four stay *******
Double up fool if ya want more
As sorrows pour
I want peace but my mind screaming war
Like eagles taking soar
Shoot the bird downs
Cuz I ain't a clown
And you wonder why I get around?
Hahaa
N how many brothers got they life drowned? Downed
By a system that never cared about them
Situations kind of grim
So don't ask me why keep the slugs to 45s Next to me
Cuz I ain't going to jail 4 free
I pay the price with my life
N don't give a **** if it comes out nice
Its that raw **** that make critics
Hop like crickets
Can't dodge my licks once the guns click
Now ya soul in serious ****
Body throwing a fit
Soon to be a corpse of course
No remorse to muthaphukkaz
That try to do u
Art of War principles is what I follow
Life's is big pill hard to swallow
Am I wrong for speaking the truth ?
To the young generation ahead of you
But that's ******* and I
Ain't having it
So you tricks can **** my ****
Once the lyrics hit
Ya mind ya can't shake as I make
Perfection out of poverty
Been ballin' since I was 23
Ride with me and I'll ride on yo on enemies
For loyalty
Gangsta in me brings out the Gangsta of You
fuckpolitics fucktrump fuckobama fuckbush fucktheworld tiltheendoftimeforeverwilliridetilidie
Trevon Haywood Dec 2016
This past year was a ******
Looking back, it kinda makes me wonder
How it came and went and **** near took everyone under
Its crazy out here and even though it was tough
I'ma run it back, this is 2016 Rap Up

Denver won the Super Bowl, Cam came up short
Leo got his Oscar and El Chapo got caught
They got mosquitoes with the Zika, so don't get bit
Peyton and Kobe Bryant both called it quits
I gotta admit, Fam, I get mad as ****
When I swipe my card and they say "No, You gotta use your chip"
**** Daniel, "Hamilton" was lit
Who let Kanye West get 53 million in debt?
And Rihanna went to work without taking a pause
ISIS popping and y'all worried about bathroom laws?!?
Come on, fam
How that sound?
So we out here standing up
Just so y'all can sit down?
Warriors went on a streak and then they got served
Panda was a hit and we couldn't understand the words
Huh, and Khaled kept snapping
These youngins keep mumbling
I guess y'all call that rapping
I've seen "Stranger Things", come on dude
Y'all out here shooting gorillas and punching kangaroos
Janet Jackson pregnant at 50, dog
So for you ol' broads, there might be some hope for y'all
I ain't throwing shade, it ain't that deep
**** I don't want nobody out here ******* with me in these streets
Then Birdman ran up on Charlamagne
And Lil' Wayne still not 'puttin' respect on his name'
Michael left Kelly trying to get paid
But the world stopped when Beyonce dropped Lemonade
She slayed, and over-shared
And ya'll still trying to find out about 'Becky with the good hair.'
As far as questions, I got one
"Hey Hov and B, is y'all finished or is y'all done?"
Son, I don't know if it was fake
I know KD did the running man challenge all the way to Golden State
The whole year made no sense
Dog, we live in a world without Muhammad Ali and no Prince
Then Gucci came home
And he looked so different y'all was like, "naw, that's got to be a clone"
Y'all was glued to y'all phones
And LeBron got it done for the Cavs and brought the chip back home
Snapchatting all over the place
I swear to God, if I see one more girl with a dog on her face
It was a sad year for sure
Instead of being woke though
Y'all wanted to play Pokemon Go!
And rap got weird, should we be concerned?
Young **** in a dress, Yung Joc got a perm
And everybody was in the Presidential race
Ryan Lochte, Oh he gets the Michael Phelps' face
Game and Meek beefing, Hillary and Trump
Kap took a knee, T.I., Brad Pitt got dumped
And Trump said he going to build a wall on the border
Ya'll will probably go to flip bottles water
The snow storm had the East underground
The kept shooting black men but wouldn't shoot killer clowns
They kept telling us to use our voices
Knowing **** well they ain't really give us no choices
Get an iPhone with no headphone cord
Or get a Galaxy and go and meet the Lord
See they go low, and we go high
You only got two friends. Why you trying to go Live?
I'ma miss the Obamas, I don't wanna see them go
My prayers to everyone that we lost in Orlando
The Oscars were so white they had to get Chris Rock
And the album of the year had to be Anderson.Paak
Cubs finally Won, Usain was on fire
Melania Trump hired the wrong ghostwriter
I'm petty with the manners
'Cuz I think Kim K. got robbed by Joanne the Scammer
Ooouuu
Biters keep testin' me
They making rappers, but they ain't got the recipe
Huh, Yeah that's facts
Shout to Young M.A. for bringing New York back
And I hear y'all talking about "Kanye is fine"
Well to us it look like Kanye done lost his mind
Cowboys kept ballin', them boys in the zone
Bryson Tiller came along, kept telling us "Don't"
I'm highly favored
I clap back on my haters
I be the beans, greens, potatoes, tomatoes
The mannequin challenge, oh, that's how y'all feel?
The World moving dog, we can't just stand still
Beyonce made sure y'all got in formation
One time for Phife Dawg from the Zulu Nation
Did Drake bag J.Lo? I say kinda
But y'all was all up in arms over Rob and Chyna
And that's a new level of female pimping
Biggest L of the year goes to Hillary Clinton
You ask me, man, I thought she had it made
You ask me now, ****, I think we all got played
Another sign of the times
And now the whole World laughing at us, sounding like ChewbaccaMom
2016 was a bully and a punk
On top of that, now we gotta deal with Donald Trump?
Pardon me, as I vent
Bro, we made a reality star the President
And that just makes me sick
Talking about, "We gotta give him a chance." Naw
I ain't got to give him ****
It's going to be hard to cope
Because you can't have progress, dog, if you don't have hope
More pros, less rookies
And if America's ours, how we let it get grabbed by the *****?
They say I sound mad, off the cuff
Oh, I sound mad? Y'all don't sound mad enough
So from here on out, we gotta set the tone
Y'all protect yourself and protect your own
And way too many people got called back home
2016 you can go, and I'm glad you're gone
Felt like a long bad dream
I'm wishing you love and life, Welcome to 2017.

Skillz 12/31/2016.
entropiK Nov 2010
From my fiery bed
I watch him take small steps
He races back and forth
Entranced deep in thought.

I hungrily stare at his flesh
One I wish were mine.
I am a demon.
I cannot own flesh.
I take it with me to suffer.

But the more I watch
The more I covet his body were mine.
I lick my lips in hunger
Eager to taste such defined muscles.
Awaiting the right moment to claim them.

I stalked him
Until he took a wrong turn.
He walked deep into a dark alley
Poor boy, if he had only watched were he had walked
He'd still be alive.

An eccentric,
A ****** assassin.
Waiting hungrily for his next ****.
I saved his body
I claimed it.
But I still took his life.

Now I have flesh
But will I be missed in my fiery bed?
Oh, only if Satan didn't have more eyes
I would enjoy the different tastes of my brethren
My fellow deadly sins.

Pride, sloth, envy, gluttony, greed and wrath
They are very tempting
To the human flesh at least.
Will I be able to taste them?

Centuries I've watched humans make the same mistakes
Fallen deep within their desires.

Violators claiming the Young's virtue.
Multimillionaires seeking to expand their fortune.
Angry men killing to avenge.

How I have dreamt of living like they do.
Taking bites out of temptation.
But what I seek the most
Is the hardest I can possibly acquire.

I am lust.
I cannot feel desire
For I am desire.

My perfect plan,
It has failed.
I wished my tempting snake called upon me.

But I am that snake.

All I want is the attention
The want
And desire.
this was helllaaa oldd; like in old *** ~ tore up pages, ripped cover, dusty ******* notebook of mine, aha!  
well like i book from when i was like age 10-12, whaat a ****** creepy *** lil kid, haha!! but its kinda cool, anyway!
Cunning Linguist Nov 2013
throw some ****** coal in this steam locomotive
fueled by drugs, fame, money, *******, and notierity
all them girls know its me,
and some think its Reid,
but they not in the game
muhfuckas know my name (Charlie Sheen)

all these ****** uppers in my nasal passages
can't handle this
parents goin through my phone and they check my text messages
they like - "riddle me this
all you do is talk about drugs and spittin game on *******
when you gon make us proud son
you sling dope but we aint seen one
penny - and we gettin sick of it
not because your raps are ill
but because you're selfish
clean your room, do your homework, and get a job
or you'll be homeless
suckin **** for crack
and you don't want that
then you won't be able to attack and conquer
Make some change - cause you're drivin me and your father bonkers
and your ****** moniker is Reid Donovan not Charlie Sheen"

Uh...

And i be like...
"don't fret Mom, urrbody love me
i'm a terrorist droppin bombs on these rap songs
and one day
i'ma be rich as ****
all because i'm a genius
ballin, swag my *** out like Josef Stalin
and i dictate, reiterating as I weave my words so great
too late, to stop my hostile take over
i'll show her, how to ****** peddle and be stellar
mean smokin green
well up, runnin these streets
watch me take over the world
cause the name I sign my checks with is Charlie Sheen
I be, conducting
noxious, fallout as I spit
cause my saliva is toxic
white *** *******
but i'm still hood rich

We gon take over the world
while I'm on my Charlie Sheen ****
watch me stand tall
high above all the rest
see me on national TV
believe they'll remember me as the best
stick me with a knife
and watch me bleed liquid gold
nationwide tours, sold out shows
winning - throw my fastball
three strikes - all the oppositions out
wolf gang **** them all

and you know I be on those strikes
cause I aint about them ***** - no
I'm Charlie Sheen *****

I'm gon take over the world
while Mac Miller's getting mad
you're only seventeen kid,
how you write **** like that
Its because
the only present I ever got for christmas
was a big box of swag
just messin take some lessons

man i'm jonesin
8 am, gotta hankerin for a fixin
call the operator cause i'm on a ****** mission
big dave answers my call
and I reach those outer limits,
all he says is press pound and i'll connect you to the mooooon

When girls ask me if I be on that Charlie Sheen ****,
I just tell em no - I AM CHARLIE SHEEN *****
I wrote this when I was 17.
Go on and take a second while I tell you a story
The story bout a boy who wants to get in the glory
trouble maker from day one, his mothers only son
he'd be out gone havin fun until the day was almost done
Started ballin in grade eight, wished he'd started ballin sooner
as far as girls went, he was the latest bloomer
Girls attentions what he wanted, can't resist them when they flaunted
he found a lucky dime, and now his cousins basement couch is haunted
Average grades class, this boy wasn't doctor
needed to make some dough so he got a job at foot locker
had two parents, but he hardly knew his father
his dad had always tried, and that made the boy try even harder
to make his parents proud, and so the story goes farther

It seems like no one really knows
how far their story goes
Lifes a stage, you do your shows
until the curtains close

Back to this punk ***, he slept his way through each class
days started to go fast, and soon graduation passed
He's as smart as a stool, and he acts like a fool,
watchin clone high in a pool of drool, ya this fools a tool
gets a a job selling speakers, the retailer's route
meets a caucasian brother thats so white that hes out
for two years thats his life, he works and he plays
months start to feel like weeks, the weeks turn into days
looks like his life is over, trains gone, he missed it
but this boy flies first class, he at the airport with his ticket
now hes in a town they call a city, all the girls are lookin pretty
failures not an options, its time to get gritty cause...

It seems like no one really knows
how far their story goes
Lifes a stage, you do your shows
until the curtains close
First things first I gotta paved the hearse
I'm digging an early grave hopin' my soul be saved
Father tell.me why? You forbid us no one to trust
Real friends turn to bustas jealousy keeps me strapped with my four five its only way to survive
Will.I stay alive?? And make Heaven or stay in Hell
Resurrected in Satan's cell tell me am.I wrong
For hangin' with homies on the block
Drinkin' Old E to Hennessey slangin' that rocks
Stashin' loot in my socks
I had no choice to options minimal what else can I do?
Since the system is crooked I'm.crooked black
Why every crime is related to Blacks
When the biggest culprit is America I'm tellin' ya
Stay loadin' the magnums put in the air self made billionaire we ballin' climbed our way to top no fallin',
Its survival of the fittest from city to city
**** nation touchin' the hearts of newborn
Leavin' wicked souls torn I was born
For this ludicrous I'm crazy the world don't phase me
I'm trying to stack gs and grow my imagery
In a major way **** what a hater gotta say
I'm feelin' like Marley blazin' the blunts gettin' deadly
Aim my trigger steady
Crack open hearts of the Capitol hill Romanian Babylon you know the deal??
So many buried without tears so many livin' in fear
I'm.coming back harder than Malcolm X **** stardom
And if I die tonight no one will give a ****
Until they cremate me throw my ashes in the sea
Publish me and make a buck muthaphuck
My enemies that try to keep grips on me
I'm worm my free the Prince is back strategize my every move
No rules to follow just more slugs to borrow
Killin' the systems as moves I got **** to prove
Settin' all.my demons trapped in me free
Can't help it its the **** n Me
Sam Temple Jan 2016
1.2 million tickets
each minute
@ 2 bones a pop
a nation in crisis
gambles for ½ a billion
while claiming that jihadist
extremists
are crazy –
I bought two
spent 4 greenbacks
for a shot
at financial solvency
the ability to help
my fellow man
family and friends
have the dream built
with oak and mahogany –
seekers freaking out
as the jackpot grows
no winners
no turkey dinners
just a mass
of humanity
desperate –
Tony The Poet May 2018
Ah... time to listen to my chill music
Just lay back
Relax
Fall asleep....

"Give a **** what you heard
Yeah, **** what you heard
'Fore this real **** kicked your whole clique to the curb
What, what
What, what
But you don't hear me though

Run up ***** to the death get gripped, my steeze is ballin' out
Of control; what you know 'bout bubblin'
Hustle bones comin' out my mouth

Hustle bones comin' out my
Hustle bones comin' out my mouth
Hustle bones comin' out my
Comin' out my mouth
Hustle bones comin' out my
Hustle bones comin' out my mouth
Hustle bones comin' out my
Comin' out my mouth"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dCgxi-h1PoI
Aaron LaLux Mar 2018
Kanye Got Got

Well I guess They got Kanye,
I suppose They’ll get me too one day,
and I can try but can’t get away,
because They get everyone eventually,

hundred years ago we were all playing flutes,
we’re all guilty as charged even without proof,
and then we play ourselves that’s the truth,
because those in control have nothing to prove,

They pull up the trains and tell us to move,
get to your job gotta quota to fill,
these politicking capitalists are making me sick,
and maybe I’m one too and that’s why I feel ill,

but I’m better than that getting better in fact,
and that’s why my cup overrunneth when filled,

to the brim ballin’ all in,
swimming in sin still blessed as Mary The ******,

first programmed device was invented in Baghdad,
but we’re all caught up in these narcissistic sentiments,
we’re in The Greatest Time in Human History,
and all you can think is the narcissistic thought that “I’m sad”,

Yeah we’re all sad,
and that’s our own fault,
got me mad as a cam in Baghdad,
which I guess was the results,
of being over optimistic with bad math,
and being on the war path with a sadistic cult,

but what’s the cult called,
does it even have a name,
and how’d it get Kanye,
and what’s it gotta do with Jay?

Well I guess They got Kanye,
I suppose They’ll get me too one day,
and I can try but can’t get away,
because They get everyone eventually…

∆ LaLux ∆

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Zulu Samperfas Dec 2013
Shopping in discount stores
living the unglamorous life, that's me
It's not strife
but rife, with challenge and epiphany
telling me what I want to be
no matter what I see in me now
He talks to me like he's shopping for me
comparing me to these other females
must be making a lot of e-mails
I love your voice, I like your hair, great body
does he even care I feel like a product on the shelf
is he talking to me or somebody else and now
I'm in full blown obsession, no connection but Facebook
messenger tells about his session
and it wasn't with me, you see
What to do, I don't know, he cast the hook,
I wouldn't go just can't know what right
but this feels wrong when I got home
I opened the bomb, the wine and took a big slug
worked better than his cyber hug and
promises of massages
check my phone a million times a day
I'm as crazy as yesterday
It just lies dormant in the night
I can't fight
I check the phone a million times
Oh God, here it comes again
I don't remember when I was so confused
Should I have taken is invitation to go on that impromptu vacation?
Up with his family, how awkward can that be, what to do
I'd be ballin' baby. I can't afford it. I just have to ignore it
and turn off, turn down that voice in my head
that said: you must have him now
you can't survive on your own
you must belong to someone
but I'm just fine with no one
Michael DR Muse Dec 2018
The beginning of the semester your kicking ***,
The end of the semester your fading fast.
The beginning of the semester you future is bright,
The end of the semester dull dim light,
The beginning of the semester your papers write themselves,
The end of the semester you can barely spell,
The beginning of the semester it easy to get up,
The end of the semester you seldomly show up,
The beginning of the semester the professors the best,
The end of the semester their just like the rest,
The beginning of the semester the classes are fun,
The end of the semester your ready to run.
The beginning of the semester you major ballin',
The end of the semester you eatin' ramen,
The beginning of the semester you can sleep without worrying about anything,
The end of the semester you stay up all night drinking red bull and 5 hour energy,
The beginning of the semester to the day of your last,
I wish you good luck and I hope you pass.
Aaron LaLux Feb 2018
Well I guess They got Kanye,
I suppose They’ll get me too one day,
and I can try but can’t get away,
because They get everyone eventually,

hundred years ago we were all playing flutes,
we’re all guilty as charged even without proved,
and then we player ourselves that’s the truth,
because those in control have nothing to prove,

They pull up the trains and tell us to move,
get to your job gotta quote to fill,
these politicking capitalist are making me sick,
and maybe I’m one too and that’s why I feel ill,

but I’m better than that getting better in fact,
and that’s why my cup overrunneth when filled,

to the brim ballin’ all in,
swimming in sin still blessed as Mary The ******,

first programmed device was invented in Baghdad,
but we’re all caught up in this narcissistic sentiments,
we’re in The Greatest Time in Human History,
and all you can think is the narcissistic thought that “I’m sad”,

Yeah we’re all sad,
and that’s our own fault,
got me mad as a cam in Baghdad,
which I guess was the results,
of being over optimistic with bad math,
and being on the war path with a cult,

but what’s they cult called,
does it even have a name,
and how’d it get Kanye,
and what’s it gotta do with J?

Well I guess They got Kanye,
I suppose They’ll get me too one day,
and I can try but can’t get away,
because They get everyone eventually…

∆ LaLux ∆
Natasha Nov 2014
Now, I don't know if I can say this fast enough cause this boiling hot anger is what makes it tough. Cause you know I hate your ******* guts and you shouldnt be surprised that if you ever crossed my mind again all I'd be wishin' is that you'd die.
Ya just a no good *******, cause I was still givin' you head while I was gettin' hit. I shoulda pulled a blade while you were gettin' it, shoulda been like fffft and cut off that little *****. Now I'm not sayin' you've got a tiny ****, ya just like ya mama A PSYCHOTIC LITTLE *****. I know I'm ******* right, y'all are the same ******* height and I ain't stayin' with someone whose 5'4 for life.
Somethin' that makes me real sick is the fact that I fed your *** while I put gas in that ****** civic. If I'da saved that cash I'd be ballin' & lit.
If's, And's & But's -I don't **** with that ****.
I can't believe I kissed lips that only had
purpose to spit. Cause all I heard outta them was "Oh, Baby!" & BitchBitchBitch.
So lemme cut to the chase- I think you mighta liked it when she spat your own *** in your face.
Now no ones gonna hate,
but I gotta give a *** props
That was a 10 pt head shot!

So listen once, listen now
I'm not bout what you about
Baby you never shoulda had a doubt
Or should I say little *****?
**** it,
I'm out.
Lol a rap about my ex
Anais Vionet Apr 2022
My roommates and I congregated in our suite's great room and we’ll head out for dinner soon.

“Have you ever eaten dog food?” Leong asked Anna.
“No,” Anna answered, “it smells like chicken - it’s got chicken in it”
“OOO!” Leong pounces, “Busted!!”
“What?!” Anna reacts.  
“How would you know that then?” Leong asks, doubtfully.
“My mom told me!” Anna cries, in self defense. “She’s a vegetarian too.”
“Your mom told you.” Leong said, like a prosecutor raising an eyebrow for the jury.

“I just took my last English class,” I report, pony-tailing my hair, “my teacher told me - privately - that my writing destroys.”
“Nice,” Lisa says.
“Yeah,” I say, smiling and grooming with pride, “I thought that was a ballin’ complement and I’ve been riding that high.”
“No doubt,” Anna says and nods.
“My English professor..” Leong says, exasperated, “is driving me crazy, I’ve written three final papers so far and she’s rejected them ALL.”
“Huh?” I gasp, “Show me one!” I demand, wiggling gimmie-fingers at her laptop.

“Here’s a question,” Lisa asks the room, “What would you change about your childhood?”
“I would have never grown up.” Sophy said.
“When I was in third grade, in the UK, a girl in my elementary school, was murdered,” I reveal.
“What?!” Anna says.
“Oh, my GOD!” Lisa gasps.
“Spill” Leong demands.
“Her name was Kennedy,” I begin, “She was in another class, I didn’t know her but I started to imagine that I’d known her. I’d think of her playing on the swings in a yellow dress, in daydreams and in nightmares.”
“I can see that,” Leong said.
“I was flummoxed, at the time, how a family could lose a little girl and a president.” I added.
Anna looked confused.
“I was in third grade,” I replied, ”what did I know?”
“Go ON,” Lisa prompts.
“We heard that she was walking home and got snatched,” I continued.
“Jesus,” Lisa said, shaking her head.
“Although I never walked home, I was careful not to be snatched for a while,” I summarized.
“I bet,” Anna agreed.
“That’s what I’d change,” I said, “Poor Kennedy.”
“People ****,” Lisa pronounced, and there was general agreement to that.
BLT word of the day challenge: Flummox: "to confuse."
Seb Tha Guru Sep 2016
Dream works; Lion King
Simba talks to Mufasa.
That's when I pulled my pants up, and started fixing my posture.
Then looked up above.
I struggle with love.
Struggle with hate.
Hard to debate.
Leave and change when I fall But I still wanna participate.

22 in 10 days.
Turning 22, in 10 different ways
A different shade.
A midnight black, to a faded gray.
I opened this chapter.
Dressed for the rapture.
Run and tell master.
While they're telling Ima take it all to the pastor.
Or am I dreaming?
Wake up Wake up.
Time to break up, from the shake up.
Don't let em see you down,
Get dressed,
And put on make up.
I'm evolving.
Starving like Marvin.
Sky is still calling
My name ain't Jim Jones, but one day I'll be ballin'.

Will I give back?
No looking back.
Dashing that.
Getting older now; getting bigger, steady hungry trying to pick up the pieces.
Pledge of allegiance to the money now.
Now and forever.
Finesse, but I'm still not that clever.
One day I'll be; probably never.

And nowadays 22 is still declared young.
But that won't change me from growing, I won't settle for none.
Nowadays 22 can feel old or feel young.
With these 10 days left I know it's better to come.
10 days before I turn 22 from this date. I've grown so much. This poem is to show I've entered a new chapter in my life, with my career, thoughts and everything involving me and the world around me lately.
Aaron LaLux Jun 2018
Greatest Ever (GOAT)

The greatest ever,
don’t hesitate for the Haters,
I stand here united in love,
while you’re divided as the Equator,

or better yet division equations,
no hesitations I’ve got now don’t care who has later,
baskin in the Florida sun while ballin’ in the fun,
on a beach in Miami with my belly in the sand call me a Gator,
got Florida sun shine in a New York state of One Mind,
in California at Greystone getting more wine from the waiter,
feeling like He-Man at Castle Greyskull getting great skull,
both reckless and tasteful variety the spice of life I like to savor,
and yeah they call me a player but better a player than a hater,
and yeah they call me selfish behind my back then face me and ask for favors,
but I cut through the BS with my lightsaber half Luke Skywalker half Darth Vader,
with no time to waste and no mind to spare so catch me now or see you later,

in the meantime you can find me at the beach,
between just laid and self made plotting revenges and favors,
went from being on the street on my *** with no glass to Best Ever,
fully clothed now with all the bells and whistles from minor league to major,

dressed the nines with my thumb on the button,
and my finger on the trigger,
and I won’t hesitate to detonate,
on any fool that flexes hate because I’m the Greatest Ever,

I’ll spell it out for you,
G.O.A.T.,
and that is the truth,
for real for really,
I’m the GOAT,
setting records and making goals,
so while all the losers are lost in hesitation,
I’m non stop always on the go,

the greatest ever,
don’t hesitate for the Haters,
I stand here united in love,
while you’re divided as the Equator…

∆ LaLux ∆
Amulek and Alma always proselyte amazing;
Almost always after afterlife for the aching!

Big ballin' brethren gettin' bros, and we warn 'em:
Better bring a brave, bold business to my quorum!

Casually we call communities to come to Christ,
creating the cool cats that testify communing!

Dicing up the devil's deeds doing what I've done.
Definitely, dominantly make the devil done!

Eager as evangelists in every single era ever,
ending evil - Make it epic - Exit in the Exodus!

Following forth faithfully - Fast tracking!
Forward to the presence of the Father, fear - lacking!

God given gifts that we got are glorious!
Giving gifts given - Making God victorious!

Hear it high, hear the hype: High holy calls - Hey
Holy Ghost hackin' hell - Holler that you're Mormon!!!

Idols of Idolators I'd incinerate!
As an itching - I'll increase as I'm irate!

Just as I'm justly jukin' through for  Jehovah -
Justly jots and tittles jive in my journal!

K for the kind of King over all kingdoms!
Killer High lightning - He could strike a king dumb!

Let me learn to love the lessons - lively, lyrical;
Light-lifted, luminescent - Longer in the life source!

My mind memorizes Mormon Mastery
Many more marveling - Mimic how I master!

Never not loving neighbors so naturally!
Never not willing - I serve them naturally!

Operating open-minded, On in my residence.
One eye, one heart, oscillating occupants!

Preach of the prophets! Powerful, prophesying!
Ponder on the punch lines given in their prime!

Quit quick questioning quotes from The Quorum!
Quarrel can't disqualify them in the Forum!

Rockin' so right! Rising up royally!
Raising up the righteous in loyalty!

Superficial scientific stabs are spurned!
Superseded silently - Still, small burn!

Teach truth taught till' time takes toll!
Totally takin' charge - Test my soul!

Under one God, united, uncursed!
Unanimously under one universe!

Versed with vice, we're valid and vested.
Viciously vilified - vigor and bless-ed!

What a well word written by a word Smith -
Who wrote it down well without a real writing whit

X's we Xerox, preamble in the notes!
Exact X - Preface: Excitable tones!

Yonder in yesterday: Yell back "Yea!"
Youth, teen, elderly, Y.S.A.!

Zip it way back: Zero days from the Zenith!
Zig and zag zealously zooming to the Zion!!!!
All Ido is contemplate evaporate the hate that shades over my  gloomy mind that rains over and kinda say, Hate to love and love to hate.
Live passed not knowing the future wait, holding breath color changing face, Sick and tired, admire by those who shape me into a different place.
im higher than the heavens gates, still feelin fire that burns in to agrresive state, passive and passin the judgment process into the ballin fist state.
Stop messin and stressin im confessin im not in the bestest shape, dont remind me.
Cam Stoker Dec 2015
I am a glimpse just a glimmer of who I once was
See, that shine don't shimmer through already rust
I cut my life open and glisten as sharp as blade saws
Hear me rhyme give listen before I fade to dust

I am a live man yet undermine the ending of life
This is a rough draft demanding a polished ending of time
Taste the blood, sweat, and tears I've poured into my cup
Feel, my gut, wrecked with fears, swore I'd never give up

I have spent too much time neglecting.. scribbling out ****
Save one last cent? Nah.. Spend it on stogies, zips, I'm broke
Why would I spend more of life reflecting sipping some..
Safe with past tense? Nah.. Share it wit chicks clicks and joke

I'm spitting fire on the mic like a Charizard
Metapod ain't got **** on Magikarp, still splash had no effect
the struggle is real and at the end of the match
i go hard i go large
i level up and take charge

if you wanna talk with me
conversation can be cold & chilly
My rhymes are unfair and offensive
JustIce for the presidential election
I'm a rogue with lyrical skills
I'm a guard can't pay the bills
I smoke I feel get real then go heal
people kneel at my feet cause I work deals and feed the weak
welcome to the flames with reality from chameleon cheek
This aint a ******* charity Im a rarity
A master couldn't capture me

I'll try persuasive
Make you rage with
Word course abrasive
Watching windows for the 5-0
Someone shut the ******* door
Been losing keno with the roaches
Ain't no dough from west side casinos

Get it? Good. Lucky like a four leaf clover
Eyes, keep em up... nevermore a pushover
Holding down the spot, grateful for Family

and holla at my friends
keep your chin up til' the end
chosen family was as good as you were getting
til' you met me? letting is a trend I'm setting

Spies, ***** em out... whoever
Holding up the spot, smokin on my ***
If lock up starts a'callin, don't start ballin
wrap it up and clear the hall to heaven

Simplistic living in this ***** hovel talkin 813 crap
Living stupid in this hole they call the ****** trap
Glendale's where I hail from,
AZ's got no compare, duh
There are demons lurking 'neath my hair
to be alive is to be SCARED?

I'm used to gettin *****'s wet, ***** full of honey dough
Talking bout some ditch, not the keeper girl though!
Guess what i've been told? my abdomen'll get tha shiv
no bloodstains on the carpet, thats how im tryna live

Drop and plop to the floor now the spot is hot
whole city in a shady spot and if you stuntin all a robot
snoopin down the block are some spooky piggy cops
truth in all these rhymes aint loosey goosey word slop

head spinnin know ill never win at wife
truth hits yeah it's ruthless call myself a trophy right
bubble butts and puddle ***** that's all the brothaz really want
treat keeper girl with money flow, make lemonade with sour hos

This is song from me, hey dear
You are the reason I give more *****
go ahead put up a listening ear
Yeah, I'm a dog whoofin at the ducks
She said he needs a reason to stay
he just wants her to understand him
Feel right about the past and feelin
what ever is the reason?
Tell me to stick around?
Whenever i do i just feel down and out
But i never forgot who this is all about

im a long ways from home
never pickin up the phone
people keep calling and calling
but i just want to be alone

you're lots stronger than i
you ain't well and healing?
i will surely try
to give you a get well feeling
so i wrote this lullaby
WIP
BrittneyForever Apr 2016
"Twisted I'm Blissted
Always on they wish list
I'm Stalling He's calling
On my Knees I'm Ballin
I'm Fallen I'm Crawling
They love to see me crawling
I'm Crying, But they Buying
The heavens above are dying
No Lying, Aint Denying
I think I'm Flying
I wipe my tears they Drying
Thank Goodness, you know me, never let go just hold me
you're the only familiar face that know me
Happy, you make me so Happy
when the world outside so ******
Can't help it, wasn't born white collar
But I'm smarter, I'll work harder  
For that cleaner respectable dollar
Beggers can't be choosers I refuse to be a loser
I pray, Every night I pray I'll make it to the top one day
So I can help the ones who struggle to live the life they juggle. Ayyy"
Delroy Usherwood Dec 2013
They call me
Big Boss
I'm the one that you don't
Wanna cross
*** if ya do
There's a cost.

To the ladies in NG
Call me Big Daddy D
I'm the one, everybody wants to be
Come roll with me
Come ride with me
Baby come inside with me
Just stay a bit and hide with me.

I spit like
Team Spittas
We ain't quitas
You know you wanna hang wit us
They all wanna piece of us
Just know this life is dangerous

I'm mobbin
Ballin
Your girls always callin

We just
Kiss em
Switch em
We're never gunna miss em

But I'ma finish this track
And I won't look back
Don't like how I spit?
I aint gunna quit!
Team Spittas is a music group you can find on YouTube. My personal favorite is Gentlemens Club. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oNdV-qx8MSA
From hood to hood
you can catch me smokin' blackwoods
to dutches & boone farm liqour quicker
than Draw Mcgraw **** the law raw
with this tale i tell no fails as i sail
deep into the ocean
takin' me to higher notion
Of **** this! & **** that!
so many don't know how act
When fame grows it comes & goes from fresh kicks to calicos
Pistol shinin' death waitin' for signs and
i lay low  beyond the radar
Keep my head above the waters still slaughter
contenders they get no love from me
my heart pumps faster than a hummingbird
no koolaid too many gettin' sprayed
over dumb **** butthurt over modest sentiment
no time to repent cuz ill probably die in sin
but then again ill be reincarnated as a human
Which dates back when
i was born full of scorn souls torn into pieces
i patchin' up the scattered pieces
Hear my thesis
that i was made to be a culprit **** i can't find no peace
went from a hoopty to cadillac to ******* in the back
Chokin' on my ******* 
Now that im ballin' but still i find myself stallin' fallin' to stereotype
Since I'm vigilant and ripe
Listenly closely
i don't follow the hypppppEEEE!!!!
Jordan Hudson Aug 2019
Yeah, wallet out (ballin')
Yeah, wallet out (ballin')
100K 100K aye
100K 100K aye
The K stand for thou
The 100 for the made
Throw some in the crowd
Throw some in the bank
Hundred thou, 100K
In the crowd, in the bank
100K
Everyday stacks made
Bank full each day
100K
Gold wrap
Gold watch
Gold crap
Goldy locks
Gold skies
Gold mask
Gold at ease
***** please
I got racks in the bank
I got stacks on my knees
Falling on the floor
Out the door you poor
I rich you a broke *****
Aye
Yea, yea, yea cash
Enough to hold me over
Make her rich too
What did I do
Gold digger in the back
Up front got the stash
I am back, I return
Take that turn, park that ride
In that spot, your turn to drive
Take me home, store the stash
Gold chrome
Rich kid ****, ha
Yeah Yeah
100K 100K aye
100K 100K aye
The K stand for thou
The 100 for the made
Throw some in the crowd
Throw some in the bank
Hundred thou, 100K
In the crowd, in the bank
100K
xavier thomas Jul 2021
Ref blows whistle: (Full Time Out)

Me-
My man curled, screen, then tried to do a slip.
Size you in, and hit you really good in your lips.
No calls guaranteed, from these wack funky referees.
I’m ready to turn up on the court, bro, down with me?

Juice-
Hell yeah my guy! ******* and attitude kinda tight.
What a mess, Aye, Zay let’s put these boys to rest.

Me-
Straight facts! Next play they’re running flat.
The next time he do that, we’ll lay him on his back.

Time to respond. I'll get the ball, hit a crossover, and pass it through.
Hit your shimmy dance, shoot and move, shoot and move.

Juice-
*****, you ain’t got to say -ish!
I been ballin’ since 5th grade with the same tricks!

With the ball gripped, and a fake little drive.
Average 14p-10r-5a + an OG can still fly.
Just observe, I’m about to send these boy my regards.
Have the crowd singing, “Oh my Lord!”

Me-
Bet fam, love your crazy attitude!
We gone gang up on these rookies and beat them by 62!
Abuse them, with the upmost tempo vicious.
Dunk, score, scream and shout make them feel like quitting.

On Defense, guard #2 the short chubby dude.
I’ll guard #32 that look like a raccoon.
Go man to man with the little peasants.
When it’s all said and done, give these fools zero leg room exits.

Juice-
I'm dunking on chumps like O’Neal , offense-defense real!
Got ice in my veins from the thrill when I block and steal!
These little boys can’t stop me for -ish!
With my corner 3-pt nasty wet jumper, they gone have to recover.

Yup, make them suffer. We dangerous!
Whole team will lose confidence dawg, big trust!
Now let’s just chill, relax, stay focus no relapse,
watch our backs, but aye fam… where the ball at?

Ref blows whistle*: (Ball in!)
Game-Time
Marguerite Jul 2018
What's better than tripping is falling in love
What's better than Letterman, Leno, Fallon, and all the above
What's better than popping bottles trying to ball in the club
Is the first caveman pops with his son, ball and a club
What's better than paper is ballin' it up
What's better than followers is actually fallin' in love
What's better than frolicking, follies, fallin' in mud
Rolling in green pastures, wanderin', followin' love
What's better than eating is feeding your fam
What's better than meetings is missing meetings to meet with your fam
What's better than leaning and needing a Xan
Is hitting your zan dreaming a dream could mean leaving the land
What's better than yelling is hollerin' love
What's better than rhymes, nickels, dimes and dollars and dubs
Is dialing up your darling just for callin' her up
It ain't nothing better than fallin' in love
IGH!
Lovelovelovelovelove
MOTV Apr 2016
I am whom i is
Lost in different dimensions
One I grasped
Lapsed vision of color
Vivid sudder

I am who I was
Lustful, benevolent
Combustion by holding in the rage
Colossal hawk out the cage
Speeding past all in the age

I am who I think
Master artist
****** freak
Religious shrink
Egotistic elite

Diving in to win
Driving into winds
Drumming into the abyss

I am who I are
Thinking so far out the box
Passing up that crack rock
Smoking herb till crack of dawn

Not a demon spawn
But an Angel
But aren't we all?
Yes messengers in this fable

Open up the box
Pop out the socks
Comfortable for your feet
But they still rot

Backed in by the boss
But you still catch the toss
Doing it big
Ballin out like Rick Ross

I am who i is was wish cause I make it me. Making me a ton of money if I win it so I sow and I reap

Real and still blow the **** leap into visions dreamed fall into where God tosses me
Yggy Aug 2016
(A collection, from across time;
for both the pearls and the swine)
-----------

(A letter)

To the walking scar of the eagle star,
You really haven't made it far.
You keep on finding ways to believe
There's reasons you should keep breathing.
From the trees you **** the air,
Stand on life without a care,
**** your waste into the water,
**** away your hopes and bothers.
Grime- and barb-encrusted bone
Without a hole, without a home,
Wandering post-happiness
Looking for a frog to kiss since
Fantasy is all that's left
In that body, soul-bereft.
You will die, alone, afraid
Time and again, day by day.
Ripped apart by your sentiments
Out-dated, almost archaic,
You fall from grace, all good outshone
By hate you let flourish and grow
Deep down, rising up to scratch
The surface, and just like a match
You are consumed by your own design,
Blotting out all the lines.

You are alone, and you are afraid.
You know, all of this, you made.
You see what your efforts wrought,
What your neglect brought, what your lies bought.
You will die, alone, knowing
The winds of change will keep on blowing,
Over you

And away

Dear star, don't be afraid.
The wings of strange creatures such as you are,
Mangled though they may be,
Will take you somewhere comforting

Eventually.

-------
Push away, on the boat
Lift it up, the sail
Cutting through the gray coat
On the river Fear

Looking for the islands I
Know must be there
Places that I love

Places that I care for, and
Reach above
The water I must be careful
to stay out of

-------
(That blues horse)

I've been shown to the water
The waters don't flow for me
I've been down to the water
Followed it to the sea
Knew I couldn't stay any longer
When the tides got mean
Maybe we should call a doctor
I'm drowning
I tell them not to bother
*** I know I must go sometime
and these
Waters

Do flow
-------

I tote a swag, but I don't slay - em.
I got the cards, but I don't play - em.
You'll never catch me out there ballin'
Never receivin any calls and
I buy them bags, n I don't weigh - em.
I get the bills, n I don't pay - em.
I am not on top of ****, but my
Mind my body soul n spliff are lit, I'm
Losing my mind, hear what I'm say-in?
Don't wanna die, but this ain't liv-in.

-------

Almost everybody seems afraid or angry
Raised not to do as done but what they say
Everything's backwards with eyes open, crazy
Violence and abuse, TV-MA

Stay faithful to the system, they'll change eventually
Tomorrow can wait then, it's just another day see?
It's all in the now, you are the center of the happening.
Turn around, smile with your missing teeth, be happy.

Nothing is perfect, so it all meshes perfectly.
Everything is magic, so nothing's magic technically.
The world branches out based on your understanding.
Love. No locks can withstand the key.



-------

Slop on those

little

nuggets of

silent gold.



Lay them out

so maybe

they'll give back

them shoes.


Then I could

run

so fast, you'd think

I took a bite of

young bent's

Mars bar

and didn't get away with it.


This is kind of

like Christmas for me,

When all the gifts

are socks and clothes.

But no shoes.


Or like

when the food you microwave

is burnt along the surface

and frigid in the center

so you get tired of waiting

and just mix it up

vigorously

only to find

that doesn't really work

too well., but,

you knew that.


You'll do it again.

-------
(arbor)

Burning diesel so sour,
Coughing up strawberries
For about an hour, now.
The train done wrecked
And the dream went blue,

Look at what these trees are doing to me

-------
(oml)

Old man Luck never had the roots.
He missed out on many a thing.
He was caught underwing in his first spring,
And so grew used to them walkin boots.

Old man Luck was weighed down
The day that he laid down his
Hopes, and his
Fears, and his
Needs.
Dragging around him
Those dreams that have bound him
To their cold
And lifeless
Remains.

-------
(Gtttttt)

I know you've been wondering
why I do... certain things.
You've only seen a little, and
that's apparently all you need.

Shallow being.

I won't let you make it
water under the bridge.
No, I won't let it be
what you try to make it.
Can't you see? You're fake,
and those aces up your sleeve
are showing. How ugly;
your tricks, foul comments.

Hold

You're blowing it.
Bad signs are homing in.
The seeds you've planted
are splitting with cannibals
that know how to flow with it.
Take control of it.
Take responsibility for your deeds,
see the patterns
and quit ******* ignoring it.

Hold

-------
()

Wake me up now, don't leave me hanging
I don't know how it is I'm found
I haven't seen a trace down here
That's why I'm off the ground

Fill my cup, my soul needs arranging
New Feng Shui, maybe silver-plated clouds
Left to climb. Now I'm left hanging
Maybe I should just jump down


-------


Vintage
maybe one day I'll be
Vintage
With the special plates

The catchy name
The allure
The grace

Vintage

It is a race
Against time

A pace
A sign:

"I will cheat death.
Life's just a ride."

Vintage

Never left behind

-------
(ye)

I'm losing it.
I'm about to give up.
No I won't.
I can't, anyway.

I'll keep on going,
Blood and guts and
Bones and all,
All over the floor.
I've littered the **** out of
**** near every situation
I've ever
found myself in;
Throwing up quietly
at the sight of all this
possibility.

Don't you see?
I'd love to be there.
But for all relative purposes,
I'm not breathing

-------

Body-broken, mind-choked, heart-less monotony

Soul-******, fresh-bled, flesh-less anomoly

Spoiled leftover. Improperly stored meat.
Wolf it down daily. Was it ever sweet?

Tainted courier of a love-less soul,
Bow to oblivion
~~~~~~~
Fgai


I'll keep looking but I won't see
Forget about it
I'll pretend I'm something I don't wanna be
Forget about it

I'm everyone in their cars, in their homes, on the streets
I'm everywhere you are, yea I'm everyone you meet

I'll keep listening but I won't hear a thing
Forget about it
To be continued
Aaron LaLux Mar 2018
What’s up with all these white walls,
and why do they follow me wherever I go,
at the house at the gym,
at the yoga and music studios,

and what’s up with this feeling,
that the bigger the city the lonelier the heart,
see just when you think you’ve reached the finish line,
you realize that actually it’s just the start,

because the bigger the walls are,
the more I feel boxed in,
and I become trapped,
in the four walls I’m lost in,

got in,
around age ten,
now everyone wants a piece,
of what's reaped from the pen,

Nice Win,
that’s what I should call this one,
if you’re already reading this,
I don’t need an introduction,

no other words needed,
except “Congratulations nice win!”,
now what prize would you like,
as a consolation,

“Well Sir.”,
you replied,
that’s tough to decide,
when you’re hi as a star in a good constellation,

and since we’re on the subject of constellations,
what would you call ours,
maybe Big Tripper because Big Dipper’s taken,
I wonder if we could have a Mars,

a Mars as in other planets,
not similar but similar enough to get along,
and speaking of getting along I forgot the subject,
so now I’m Self Edited sulkin’ like Culkin Home Alone,

but don’t trespass,
because I’ve got ***** traps,
if you’re not on the Guest List,
then please don’t pass,

because only thing beyond here,
is white walls that’re real tall,
which gives a feeling of total freedom,
with all windows and no bars,

no bars except these of course,
didn’t mean that last verse as a dis,
to every Bubble Gum Rapper,
and especially to whoever’s at the top of That List,

I wonder what you’d call it,
it as in this,
this life this waking dream,
this moment in time we are all in,

free fallin',
hear the Devil callin',
God too but I'm not ready to move,
so in my body I'm still ballin',

don’t call the enemy Hate,
call the enemy The Darkness of Ignorance,
which is ironic because they say,
the Illuminati is actually the one that offends,

living a fairy tale day dream,
in this story that never ends,
white clouds and white walls,
good times with good friends,

what’s up with all these white walls,
and why do they follow me wherever I go,
at the house at the gym,
at the yoga and music studios,

and what’s up with this feeling,
that the bigger the city the lonelier the heart,
see just when you think you’ve reached the finish line,
you realize that actually it’s just the start...

∆ LaLux ∆

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Camaury Robinson Feb 2017
Flowing with the moon and stars below my feet, I call out for you with no guarantee, seven letters all at once describe me and it’s cool if you wanna just call me King, I never was type to go around and kiss any rings..unformed lips..or ***** of enemies, I been yo favorite capital seventh letter of the alphabet way before Lebron got his first ring, and ever since I jumped off the porch a ***** feel like he been ballin harder than the legendary 23, don’t try to pick my mind or **** my vibe cause lil bro a shooter regardless of the day or time, and I never fancied the complete thought of having you as mine cause everything belongs to the game but it warms me to see your smile some time, I recall when you were the only one who didn’t think I was outta my mind or that I had lost my marbles..soothing the visible pain loathing in my eyes, I often think of you as a magnificent butterfly, that visits my garden to make sure my flowers are still alive, girl it’s the year of the seven..I know you clock me like time, so let’s continue to grow and one day you can mix your seeds with mine…you know that’s always fine with me, lamb told me I was born to be King and that I shouldn’t play with sorcery, but even Kings fall to mischievous things outside the basic concepts of a fancy reality, at day’s end I’m only a human being with a beating heart and eyes full of liquid dreams, I know you might see me as more than I am but to keep it a Thouxand..I’m only just being me, and there’s so much more to this than what you read, it’s my growth as a creative and a real human being, so I hope your eyes always see me and you know I’ll always hold you as the person who held me while the world was tryna crush my dreams
Author: Camaury Robinson
Written: 1/29/17 @ 2:58am
I got lost souls
spinnin' outta control
fuckas wanna take cash roll
but im ballin' outta control
muthaphukkaz want me
but can't **** with me
i got the spirit of Makaveli can ya feel me?
once the rhymes hit ya melon
a true hood felon still bailin'
til the end of time
entice crimes cuz im
a wanted outlaw for the rhymes i spit raw
you against me
no competition im in it to win it  
spinnin' webs out hells pulpits
can ya see me though naw you don't drama though
cuz i got lost souls
outta control
LylexRose Aug 2018
You be like my tats under my skin, complaining like a ***** because that's exactly where you been, chilling with ******* and you irritating me, got the Ralph Lauren on move, so vicious, doping down with girls who like the swish swish, rolling up my wood, blow an ounce to this as we all should, pull up on you, with brr brrr from in the skrrt skrrrt doing as I do, ***** I been a promo, keep it on the low low but I can't never not be your homie, let's roll up dope go out back and take a smoke, and now you trashass *******, keeping up with me but I'm making no switches, drop top out for burnt out count, but I never make a fuss, ***** I ain't never make a sound, try to never flex out more, you out looking like a clown, you wanna silence me, well good luck with that I'm still to be found, other rappers see me blowing gas as I surpassed you, you see I take that feeling and I cut it through, I'm always on the go, always on the move, and I got the champagne flu, we mix it with the orange juice, pockets so big but can barely hold my brews, taste of mango, lost in the polo, now I'm rolling solo, to you I blow over, never stop the best work working on it 24/7, pimping my fakeass motor, still looking for my heaven, now I guess it's gone, head back to my residence, try find myself out, I'm the counterintelligence, ballin like a laker, like a baker, but I ain't cooking dough, nothing for now but check my flow, can work this like it's nothing, all you ******* can't mess, I'm strawberry fluff'in, have a 1000 ******* and I never bluffing, rocking my shift cos I came from nothing, now I got on the gucci socks in the bathtub, everyone lil bit jeason but that's the thing, you know it's 15 years and that ain't no discussion...
Just a bit of freestyle
LylexRose Apr 2018
Sometimes.....

Man.....

You think you're doing the right thing...

But you ain't...

And even though you try....

Success is nothing without a trail of upset and disappointment in your wake.......

So I'll sit back, tilt the cap, playin with holy sap, gettin' up say your goodbyes, and just never turn back.

Go good, go great, go hard, new slate.

New page in the paper, but I ain't playin, what I did wasn't easy *****, it was labour.

All pain, All truth, no love, it's brutal.

I'm like Bin Laden, the Saudi and a Taliban with a 6 till 6, bringin' planes to the ground. Yet that's it, my life, a burnin' wreck, still to be found.

But look at me now, when you've giving up on fallin', pull a ******' U turn, put your foot down and started ballin'.

"Shut the **** up, man broke bank beggar looking to thrive, think your hard but you can't even drive".
 
You ******* right *****, gimme a lil money and time to fly, taking the edge off the **** and wine, and then we'll see who'll rise.

Maybe you're right, surfing from bench to bench, from sofa to sofa, help was all I wanted and to my brother I'll always owe ya.

— The End —