"bashin" poems
What's up with this planet, who's in charge here
Obviously ****** up people whose minds aren't clear
They're clouded with greed
They bribe people who lead
Deaf are their ears when we plead
Get out of our society, just leave
You're not welcome here
You make us hate and live in fear
It's hard to believe people still fall for your games
The world is blindly covered in your chains
We will free ourselves just you watch
We are raising the vibrations another notch
Maybe you should run while you still can
Before everyone finds out your sick twisted plan
Revolution will be lurking around the corner and in the dark
We need to inform everyone and ignite their spark
Our souls know something is horribly wrong
The caged bird sings the prettiest song
Look at the music and what people say
They're fed up with the planet and it's evil way
Life here is horribly unaligned
With Mother Earth and the divine
Don't be distracted just open your eyes
Get in tune with yourself, feel the vibrations rise
You'll change the world if you look within
Knowing thyself is how we win
Don't stop growing, you'll never be done
Love yourself and make your changes fun
See the silver lining, the light, the sun
Look at what's in front of you, don't just run
Feel awareness in every part of your soul
A loving world for all should be your goal
Happiness isn't far out of reach
Ignore false prophets and what they preach
Let your experiences and your higher self teach
Be a sustainer and not just a leach
I promise we can change the world if we try
Listen to what people are saying when they cry
We should come together with love and compassion
Quit self loathing and quit people bashin'
Lend each other our heart and our hand
Quit fighting over oil and this sacred land
The Earth is for all of us to share
To create something beautiful with endless care
It's not all about you, it's all about us
Now come join me on my hippie bus
Aug 29, 2016
Aug 29, 2016 at 10:41 AM UTC
tizzy looped his past: he had looped it and then looped it howevah, whoop to diz
gangstapoetry boosted its duties newly
we simply gs, whose duties include
slowmoflow like snoop, or p, ain't no thang
i create slang in the hate center, last trip i flew thru loops, break dancers and readers
want answers, so we give straight answers
lyrics of fame bangers, one rhyme for eight
don't take chances, tizz stylobate, sunrise
poems born from crime, give it some time
gotta come right, sell it all at one price
my blood cries in rough nights, plagued by
enough of tough stuff, but me ain't a fluff
i bluff and take what's rightfully mine
tizz is frightfully nice, he neva comes twice
coco loco, monica matadora tending
first song jeezy's "poppin" pimpin pimpz
red-blodded hamza comin ova to test me
subtly intimidating, i just call him "habibi"
ice breaker, you feel me, we good, truly
check out jammed jay, pushin designer
hamza on the toilet, yayo, his girl, bunny
snugglin wit jammed jay for real by now
close to my dj area, rubbin *** gainst ****
tina staring camly into her secret intention
i expect something vaguely, forget it, tho
as hamza al-mighty gets back, explodes
he beats up jay, promptly breakin' his nose
jay looks at the blood; pulls out a cudgel
bashin hamza's skull, flesh splinters
hamza strikes back wit em bludgeons
wondaland's red light, serving proudly 24/7
hamza's pack, yousif, said, wassim and mo
ready to battle the enemy of the enemy
lego goon, antwone, bobby butchah, juan
Jun 14, 2021
Jun 14, 2021 at 1:10 AM UTC
What you doin girl? I sez
--
Erry night
Out there
****** suckin run amuckin
Screamin yellin
never actually rebellin
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Bashin yer head INTA brick walls
Tryin ta grab errybody boy by da *****
Cuttin yer wrists with razor blades!
Holy ****
Yer full insane!
OH DAD!
YE KNOW IM JES TRYIN TA FIT IN WITH ME PEERS
LIKE YA TAUGHT ME TO
.
JEST LIKE YOU DO!
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I put down my newspaper
Full a
Wars drone airplanes bombers
Bankers ********* rings and corrupt
Politicians bankers businessmen
You know
All the real things
And I thought
She's right
We all
All of us
Just slaves!
May 17, 2013
May 17, 2013 at 10:43 PM UTC
The realist idealist
Marxist on acid
Unruliest Julius
Social class bashin'
Hash waxin' Jet Jackson
I'm back in it, packin'
My 9 days of fastin'
And rockin' my Rama
Like Lama of Dalai
To Burma, Malawi
I'm thirsty for Mali
Diwali to light up in spite of the plight
From the right, I'm so left that it's theft
All I own is the night
I been deep in the jungles
Apocalypse Now
Reading little red books
About chairmen named Mao
But like Gandhi's ahimsa I'm teaching them how
We make no man's land peace
From they cash Curacao
Where I see water everywhere
But not a drop to drink
Just hydro-frackin' krakens
They're unleashing on your kitchen sink
And still the rising Apartheid
Brings death before the dioxide
Insecticidal suicide
And herbicidal genocide
Colombia? That's classified
It's why I build my ark from FARC
Embarking on my Narcos kick
A fix fit for a Bolshevik
For now my journey never ends
Until I cure this homesickness
Sep 30, 2017
Sep 30, 2017 at 12:49 PM UTC
If one man stands that can't be defeated,
it's Um Pow! Um Pow!
Even with his hands tied to both his feet,
it's Um Pow! Um Pow -
He battled many men in a great big war,
and now he's even stronger than ever before!
If one man stands that can't be beaten,
it's Um Pow! Um Pow!
CRASH BAM BOOM SPLAT BING BANG WOW!!
It's Um Pow! Um Pow!
Smasin bashin everything he can,
it's Um Pow! Um Pow, right now!
He'll take you down with a flyin punch!
Karate kick you in the stomach,
make you lose your lunch!
O My holy cow! Look out -
It's Um Pow!
"Um?" POW!!!
Apr 22, 2021
Apr 22, 2021 at 8:41 PM UTC
Selfish ************* around me its suffocating
Thats why we cant get no where as a people its aggravating
Im at a point where if i can't trust em **** em
or ill treat them like the trash they are thats on them
im a survivior and ill protect whats mine at all times
doing whats necessary to find a solution even if im blind
to the consequences of my hateful actions
reactions to my evil ways gives me satisfaction
the bashin i do results in my enemies becoming ashes
so the clashing between us leaves me no air asthmatic
(Takes a deep breath)
Thats a load off
Let me unwind and take my shirt off
first off im a real dude with a ******* problem
America put me on top then changed me to the bottom
No fame its ok no change its strange
No play no way black pride all day
Now as I go
Being Hateful is easy and know where near hard to show
Mar 23, 2014
Mar 23, 2014 at 4:17 PM UTC