"blazin" poems
I'm a Kool g rockin' coogis poppin' coochies
Haters get murked like Colhese my rap lease
Debutin' numero uno the heavy weight sumo
Born on Jupiter raised on Earth my heart's colder than Pluto
Mic judo flows stickin' of ya corticals
Check me in the articles I be the broken particle
Of the universal ya need rehearsal **** goin' commerical
I lay raps like a hearse flow for rappers funeral
I a criminal none keep gats by the abdominal rhymin' phenomenal the mighty Apollo
Blazin' my cocoa flippin' crime like Bardellino
One luv to my nino got it locked like a Vegas casino
We checkin' ya dough at the front door so stop ya show
Fronting and stunting once my nines get the hunting
Bullets spikin' like kickers punting raw taunting
Game hungriest similiar to the lochness
Mon-star far from subpar rhymes ride bizzare
A pharcyde takin' ya into a spiritual homicide converged to the angelic hide
Still a crime shame all of 'em say the same
Thing flexin' diamonds on they pinky rings yet another sad soul that sings sub siblings
To the underworld debators contract initiator so you can create a
Pace between the stage and the audience face
**** that rather keep a gat tucked in the front or the back
With wisdom to rack
Imagine that fools breakin' for stats? see where my heart at?
Diggin' reachin' into the minds of the youth with the brutal truths
Chippin' my tooth
From killin' booths once I plot ya will ya loose
bringin' the ghetto blues and cruising *****
Still a sober jealous God am I call me Jehovah
Tactics of a Cobra one strike it's over
Venomous ridiculous hataz so conspicuous
Hatin' us only to anger my artillery surplus and who bust?
More rounds than Matt Dillion coatin' ya brains
With my lyrical penicillin stealin'
Back the spotlight
Catch the bright sunshine that stares into my mind
A Pharoah prophecy laid in the back of me
Head til I touch my final resting bed I'll embed
The realist **** ya ever heard shooting a bird
To all my enemies I blast at 'em with as the bullets herd
Aug 29, 2018
Aug 29, 2018 at 12:40 PM UTC
Yeah it's one shot one ****
Plottin' against my enemies will soon to be killed
Bullets feedin' ya last meal
Dope rhymes sedatin' like pharmacy pills
Since hataz got no chill heads I'll drill now you leakin' out like oil spills
Or a radiator angelic caters none could create a
Flows nasty as mine poppin' a multiplicity of shells I'm one of a kind
Thoughts intertwined
****** into a demons intervention contenders in suspension from the soul lynching
Caught in the realms of heaven and hell & you can smell
The ashes burning fermentin'
time runnin' slower than molasses
My murders be classic enemies dramatic causin' static
Shoot more than Bird combined with Magic
Workin' my Johnson on the tracks tonsils sittin' as a hip hop consul underground magul
**** longer than Repunzels hair follicles
Cookin' up sigils into a *** of gold no rainbow snortin' sir nose
D'void of Funk rattlin' the earth from the bass in my trunk blazin' skunks
Abraxas I'm embracin' one of my goetias when facin' ain't no replacin'
Fools givin' chase
and to tastes of demonic faces
My flows replenish like **** laces
Blunts turn into ashes dump it out on the masses
Epidemic mase deaden your pace hazardous like toxic waste
Adversaries don't wanna face
Off like Nicolas to Travolta livin' in an ultra violent culture
Cleatin' into ya flesh I be the stalkin' Vulture mulchin' ya
'til ya
A dissembled particle blank photo in the article from curvin' emcees with my surgical
lyrical sickle stare into ya eyes as the blood trickles
Down ya body you easily brickled rhymes artificial
My soul sour as a pickle no tickles
Could move me or influence thee my legacy
Lay cinematography like A. Hitchcock in the 50s huh
Ya soon to be a death reel for thrills
Rememeber
All I need is one shot one **** forreal!!!!
Aug 27, 2018
Aug 27, 2018 at 4:57 PM UTC
Aircraft blazin' fuel
Aboon, "done-with's" grave floods sight,
A calm midnight rain,
The mind racing. Why
Must the nurtured be blind eye
Wilie McTell? Pain.
The mind racing, on
A smile,
Lonesome star in opaque
Darkness, Freedom
From label. Freedom
From responsibility.
Freedom from action,
Is this noble,
Or a jester's play in chess?
Oh, must I turn my fist to face aloft,
Straighten my clenched fingers, present you
Burning embers of admiration, that for so long
Have been stitched into my palm,
Gifted from a passive voyager afar,
Weary, to announce affection,
For a grasp can only
Last as long as
Two hands want to clasp.
What is on your mind?
Aircraft blazin' fuel
Aboon, "done-with's" grave floods sight,
A calm midnight rain.
A chance to breathe.
Be my Sheppard.
Lead
Me to pastures of serenity
To graze in, until my eternal slumber.
That's where I want to be.
Sep 20, 2023
Sep 20, 2023 at 12:22 AM UTC
You and I...
or am I just dreamin'-
I'm not sure-
This...
is far too good,
too real,
to ever
end!
Oh no...
don't wake me
if I'm dreamin'-
Come back here with me...
Come back to bed...
Lay right here beside me...
Come Back Into My
Dreams!
You and I...
we're outdoors in the country-
surrounded by trees-
green grass all around us-
star-filled sky-
night sounds
fill the quietness;
frogs croakin',
crickets chirpin',
babblin' brook
cascadin' into a waterfall
splashin' into a pond-
Come back here with me...
Come back to bed...
Lay right here beside me...
Come Back Into My
Dreams!
You and I...
makin' plans
for our tomorrow's
together-
talkin' of our
dreams-
holdin' hands-
sharin' passionate
kisses-
Lovin' this night...
this moment-
right here-
right now-
locked forever
in my heart-
Come back here with me...
Come back to bed...
Lay right here beside me...
Come Back Into My
Dreams!
You and I...
cuddlin'-
cocooned in a blanket
after our love makin'-
a fire blazin' in the pit-
illuminatin' us with it's
glow-
each of us
as satisfied
as the other,
feelin' fully spent-
snugglin' together,
as we close
our eyes-
the dawn just peakin'-
greetin' us
with a new day-
Come back here with me...
Come back to bed...
Lay right here beside me...
Come Back Into My
Dreams!
You and I...
or am I just dreamin'?
Wait...
I'm alone-
you've already
left-
had an earlier start
to the day-
sun is shinin' through
our open window-
illuminatin' me with it's
rays-
night sounds?
Oh no...
it's my alarm clock-
I'm runnin' late again!
Come back here with me...
Come back to bed...
Lay right here beside me...
Come Back Into My
Dreams!
You and I...
or am I just dreamin'-
Come Back Into My
Dreams!
2008
COPYRIGHT; Sabrina Denise Healey,
~Angelmom~
Jan 9, 2015
Jan 9, 2015 at 9:24 PM UTC
It's cold outside but warm within,
Rose candles golden glow,
With you here right beside me -
Let winter say hello!
The fire's all cracklin', blazin'
On the wall play love's shadows,
Contours of time a-racin'
Let winter winds bellow!
Your eyes like stars a-twinklin'
I'm lit from my head to toes,
The chords of my heart a-jinglin',
Let cold winds blusterin' blow!
Hearts alive, all hustlin'
And the music turned so low,
Whispers of sweet nothings
As winter steals the show...
A white night beaut' unfurlin',
Snowflakes dance so slow,
Twirlin' , whirlin', swirlin'
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!
***********************************
Inspired by the song...
Nov 7, 2016
Nov 7, 2016 at 9:15 AM UTC
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
Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 10:47 AM UTC
On the eleventh day of Reggae Christmas
My boombastic love gave to me:
11 ragin' reefers
10 lightin' lighters
9 hefty island boys
8 bowls of cereal
7 dabs of oil
6 blazin' bubblers
5 smokin' spliffs
4 grams of purple
3 beautiful bowls
2 boombastic bongs
and a brand new marijuana tree.
Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 8:38 AM UTC
On the eighth day of Reggae Christmas
My boombastic love gave to me:
8 bowls of cereal
7 dabs of oil
6 blazin' bubblers
5 smokin' spliffs
4 grams of purple
3 beautiful bowls
2 boombastic bongs
and a brand new marijuana tree.
Dec 8, 2014
Dec 8, 2014 at 9:52 AM UTC
On the ninth day of Reggae Christmas
My boombastic love gave to me:
9 hefty island boys
8 bowls of cereal
7 dabs of oil
6 blazin' bubblers
5 smokin' spliffs
4 grams of purple
3 beautiful bowls
2 boombastic bongs
and a brand new marijuana tree.
Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 11:14 AM UTC
Inhale
This
Medicine
Blazin'
Space cadet
UFO
Abductee
I feel the good vibes
Feb 18, 2017
Feb 18, 2017 at 12:37 AM UTC
On the tenth day of Reggae Christmas
My boombastic love gave to me:
10 lightin' lighters
9 hefty island boys
8 bowls of cereal
7 dabs of oil
6 blazin' bubblers
5 smokin' spliffs
4 grams of purple
3 beautiful bowls
2 boombastic bongs
and a brand new marijuana tree.
Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 1:07 PM UTC
On the sixth day of Reggae Christmas
My boombastic love gave to me:
6 blazin' bubblers
5 smokin' spliffs
4 grams of purple
3 beautiful bowls
2 boombastic bongs
and a brand new marijuana tree.
Dec 7, 2014
Dec 7, 2014 at 1:21 AM UTC
**Chillin like a villian
listenin to dylan
writin and thrillin,
as long as the good lord's willin**
*Sweatpants & a ponytail,
chillin with no make up on.
Cos' it's like my hobby now*
**Camo sleep pants
led zep tee
drinkin cold ones
and groovin to youtube**
*Watching scream queens
on netflix.
Texting & trying to figure out
what's next*
**Keying thoughts
onto my notebook
thinking hard about
a late night snack**
*Chillin like a penguin
cos' its freezing cold.
Wishing I had some hot coco.
Trying stay up late.*
**Toasty warm
inside my room
to step out for a smoke
would seal my chill**
*Chillin' is amazing.
I got the chills,
feeling like a cold hell
Wolf Spirit Poet is amazing*
**Chillin, blazin
mind **** amazin
oh these nights
dreamin and lazin**
Dec 15, 2015
Dec 15, 2015 at 11:16 PM UTC
she came in out of the dark rain
her guns hanging loose at the ready
her worn leather death hand just driftin above
the handle of her colt
eyes searching for the hard glint of steel
in the faces of the saloons crowded floor
but none had noticed her come in from the storm
she walked to the bar and called out
for a whiskey
leaned and let all but gun hand rest
as one of the prettiest bargirls came up
and smiled for a drink
without conversation the girl lead her
to a backroom
and this gypsy's night was filled with hot passions
and the gun hand was forgotten
in the sweet arms of virgina citys sweetest rose
but morning came with the rolling
of the steamtrains whistle
and the sheriff calling out the gun hand
she had laid some dog of a man low
for putting his hands on his woman
now she got to hang
cant be shootin our law abiding folk
we don't take kindly
this gunhand
this leather clad hard riding woman
with the softest sweetest heart
the kindest of souls
wasn't gonna let em hang her
for shooting down a ***** dog of a man
so she kissed sweet rose long an deep
and bid that sweet girl fare thee well
took up her colt
out into the dusty raw heat of
noonday sun she stepped with
her gun hand driftin over the **** of her colt
eyes blazin for the fool of a sheriff
who had come to lay her low in the name of justice
in the name of their lie of a town
they faced eachother and drew pistols
both got off a shot
one fell to the dusty earth
never to rise again
the other laid down pistol
and walked away
Mar 14, 2014
Mar 14, 2014 at 2:29 PM UTC
Rollin B's in the Mazda, blazin
The constant high is what we're cravin
Wiz Khalifa, Lil Wayne, and Drake spitting the supa hot
Fire, lite up that ***
The smell, getting riper
Peter piper
Pack that pipe, er
Spark up, we faded
This **** is not overrated
Lite it up, we floatin
Carefree, no gloatin
Normal, what I am now
Later.... wow.
And I'm lit.
Dec 2, 2012
Dec 2, 2012 at 10:41 PM UTC
Check it out see what melanin is about
To shine you embrace you
With multiple clues
That'll stiff you like a statue
So I'll be black as the sun and black as the moon
Black as Saturn rings and Jupiter's moon
Black as the Hennessey and the shadow in the room
Black like a smoking heart that can no longer consume
Black oxygen soon to be a black death
Lost breath finna be cooked like a black chef
Cajun fire blazin' So I can climb the
Ladder of black steps
diggin' deep formulates my black concepts
Black as Madonna tongue swift as an Iguana
Tail no fairytale black as the prison system filled with with
black hell
Black sin casted since our souls blackened
Black like thoughts you'll see once the skulls get the cracking
Black like the Vietnamese burned into the ashes piles of scented death just stacking
Black like the smoke from a chimney
So ya know fire is what's happening
Black like deaths clapping
Appraising souls swarming black hole
Preparing for rapturing
Black capturing black like the Billy Lee
Leading Washington
Fighting the Great Britain
During America's revolution
But no black solutions
Still tryna climb into a black institution
Black intuition
Hidden deep within wondering
If the Black Lord will forgive me of my sins
Let back of the black souls be watered and cleanse
Black like Boyz II Men tryna find a road that doesn't end
Black like storm pushing strong winds
Black like my ancestors forming hurricane across the desert ends
Black as Mahogany angled to perfection with black geometry
Black with knowledge of Dogon
Black Sirius like the Dog logo so long gone
Cuz black love is gone black vibes made from black lungs
Fill with black vibrations from.the mental gongs
Black like the law canonical stolen from my ancestors manual
Europeans ain't nothing but savage animals known to be cannibal
Check my black cerebral digging from my black celestrial
Dropped the sugar now I see the black extraterrestrial
Waving so I can jump into the black.mothership
And dip where no other brother live
Black as night sky line
black as heiron cooked under a spoon
Black as blueberry pie
Black as darkness in an empty heart filled with gloom.
Yo talk to em Yosef
Dec 31, 2017
Dec 31, 2017 at 6:38 PM UTC
On the twelfth day of Reggae Christmas
My boombastic love gave to me:
12 tangy totos
11 ragin' reefers
10 lightin' lighters
9 hefty island boys
8 bowls of cereal
7 dabs of oil
6 blazin' bubblers
5 smokin' spliffs
4 grams of purple
3 beautiful bowls
2 boombastic bongs
and a brand new marijuana tree.
Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 9:50 AM UTC
All my quizes are low.
Because they teach so slow
Concentrating on stuff they don't know
Deliberately causing massive Brain damage
Exploding heads. anomalys
Fighting assigments they give us we try to survive.
Guns blazin on oral reports.blamin'
HipHop for the youths unacceptabe behaviour
Intellectual overdose causing nerve paralysis
Joking around ain't gonna help
Killing time, wont justify the
Lack of discipline in the
Minds of the
New generation
Out of place in time & space all we can do is catch up with the
Pace....
Jul 19, 2013
Jul 19, 2013 at 8:30 AM UTC
I am not an outlaw, but I'm a gambler.
Loaded my ole Colt, then closed my Henry's bolt.
I'll rescue Sally and roam as a rambler.
First, I'll shoot the sheriff and rob his bank volt.
Ride into town, guns blazin', deputies die!
Blow the safe, grab the girl, get shot in the thigh.
Sally starts shootin', kills the corrupt sheriff.
Posse's chasin', a cowboy's love life if rough.
Mar 23, 2013
Mar 23, 2013 at 7:06 PM UTC
i bled it and let it out of myself
wrote it and said it to be put on a shelf
now it's blazin' hot, these words are warming
why does it light my heart ablaze
like the fire in this pit.?
wish i had the answers, but i haven't thought of 'em yet.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
there's just too much to say
and not enough time in the day
night falls long, in her shadow i'll stay
it's just another four-letter word
that i can't get off of my tongue.
it's just another hopeless condition,
a bell to be un-rung.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
heart felt lines from a paperless book
notes were made over feelings shook
ripped and burned, but never really understood...
how can a word make such a phrase
express the feelings i'm missin'..?
i'm still here holding my pen, guess i haven't learned my lessons.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
there's just too much to say
and not enough time in the day
night falls long, in her shadow i'll pray
it's just another four-letter word
that i can't get off of my tongue.
just another four-letter word ,
like **** - **** - **** - or ****
Nov 9, 2013
Nov 9, 2013 at 11:31 AM UTC
Brazen, blazin sunshine
and exposed lines
of joy on each other’s faces:
Smiles too wide for our lips.
May we brighten the world;
We will brighten this world.
Oct 8, 2013
Oct 8, 2013 at 10:24 PM UTC
On the seventh day of Reggae Christmas
My boombastic love gave to me:
7 dabs of oil
6 blazin' bubblers
5 smokin' spliffs
4 grams of purple
3 beautiful bowls
2 boombastic bongs
and a brand new marijuana tree.
Dec 7, 2014
Dec 7, 2014 at 6:38 PM UTC
yo since i had no choice but to rep **** life
drugs n alcohol became my wife
though im stressed
through the curses of ham
its the summer of sam and still i slam
my adversaries get the gasoline soak em along with kerosene
light em up and watch em go in flames ******* know my name
since i escape the reign
no longer got dibs on me
im livin' carefree
but still feel consolidated to satans invisible penitentiary
so.many brothers like me
wanna speak free
but all they see is the cemetery
**** it i shot the sheriff and the deputy
feelin' that ***** Marley talkin' to me
Through **** and hennessey
aint no more fear
mama still lookin' for me but i aint here
my heart left long ago I feel no sorrow
and if i die dont cry for me tomorrow
just know
i stayed true to the game
i dont care about how long my reign will last? im.a blast from.the past
born in the wrong century
yo i know ya feeeeel me
and all my real ******
doing yo thang
how about we load up slugs in the popo brains im.insane
product of Jesus that ***** died at thirty three
now how many niggus died before thirty three
defamin' our savior name
he was black as can be
skin made a bronze eyes of blazin' fire
look how they treated our messiah
they didnt give ****
fools sellin' out for paper bucks
only for the devil to exchange ya soul quid pro quo all i know
is imma be real.with mine and if they cross that line
ill.put em.on the flat line and if i die in the line
of fire ill be reincarnated as a ak 47 round pound for pound
puttin' these snitches n ******* in the ground
Who wanna scrap?
bunch of city politicians talkin' crap
and just know if they watchin' me they watchin' you???
and if they come for me just know they coming for you
Since im a lost son of a prophet
hard to knock it if it wasnt true the media wouldnt use us for profits
house nigguhs givin' up ***
with no hesitation
**** that ill **** the ***** of the plantation
divide n conquer is oldest trick in the book
know who's the fuckin' crook?
watch out for these jealous *** bustas
cuase when it comes to snaps
theyll make hell for a hustlaaaaa
Aug 23, 2015
Aug 23, 2015 at 1:57 AM UTC
When the raps are givin'
Lyrically by me
I'll leave ya head spinnin'
Like a disco ball
Haters on the gall
But all I do is make one phone call
I got homies to hoes pack 44s
Check the iced chromed door
Of jeep four by four
Ya sweet as a nectarine
When I hit the scene
I turn ****** skin green
Brooklyn bounce more to the ounce
The drunker I get
The harder I hit
The more some ones bound for a casket
No remorse check the source
I was credited before I was edited
The Black Capone
I'm raps chaperone its my love jones
Me and my ***** my gun
Close like lelo and stitch
Got multiple attitude so I'm rude switch
Personalities
So nobody can keep a tally on me
Its me the big the biggest competitor
Leave ya competition in sweaters
Cuz I'm cold as anartica
Glocks stay blazin' hot than africa
Bomb flows like Boston massacre
Who asking ya?
About me the only yosef mos def
With the mathematics statics
I crash it if ya show y'ass? I'll cash it
Put you on the corner
Reckless ruthless as Ike to Tina Turner
Embrace the dread **** the feds
Still taking my daily bread
Born sinner this is the philosophy of a winner
Ya unknown like Brian Skinner
Thinner ya need up ya weight son
Cuz ya falling lame son uh the don
Back to set the record straight
If ya gotta problem I'll.make ya death date
U see me I see u
Bullets hit ya temple now ya in ICU
Cuz I'm young witty and nasty and clean
Saw ya fuckin' head off if ya know what I mean??
Dec 15, 2015
Dec 15, 2015 at 6:04 PM UTC
The desert moon looked down on us
From a sparkling starlit sky
Two lonely weary travelers
Just my Naomi and I
The empty Pecos Valley now
Down from the" Great Divide"
Time and again I would have quit
But for Naomi at my side
We looked in vain for natures' gifts
From the cruel and stubborn soil
Many fortunes made out there
Of gold of silver,of oil!
We worked all through the daylight hours
Beneath the blazin' sun
We loaded wagons,tired as hell
And always on the run
I noticed somethin' yesterday
Out the corner of my eye
Naomi staggers once or twice
And gave a sort of sigh
I realize this cannot go on
To do so would be cruel
I know it's kind of heartless but
I'll need another mule
Jul 6, 2013
Jul 6, 2013 at 5:38 PM UTC