"capone" poems
We live in a time of uncertainty
No jobs
Climate change
Mass killings
warnings of pandemics
Where is our utopia
where is our heaven on Earth
1900's we had
San Fransisco's earthquake
McKinley was assassinated
First Nobel prize
The Tunguska Event
nothing as changed in my eyes
1910's we had
Spanish flu
The sinking of the unsinkable ship, the Titanic
and World War 1
What else is needed to say about this decade
nothing changed as the human race lived on
1920's we had
Discovery of penicillin
The great depression
and prohibition
1930's we had
Bonnie and Clyde
Hindenburg disaster
Discovery of Pluto
Al Capone imprisoned
1940's we had
World War 2
Mount Rushmore completed
Big bang theory formulated
Israel founded
Nothing changed but who knew
1950's we had
Castro becomes Dictator of Cuba
Laika the dog goes into space
Korean War began
History never changed and neither will the Human Race
1960's we had
The rise of the Berlin wall
First man on the moon
Vietnam War
Nothing changed and won't any time soon
1970's we had
First test tube baby
Tangshan Earthquake
Kent state shootings
Elvis died
1980's we had
Chernobyl
Tiananmen square massacre
Exxon oil spill
Nothing changed and never will
1990's we had
Oklahoma city bombing
Princess Diana died
Columbine massacre
World Trade Center bombed
End of the Cold War
2000's we had
Hurricane Katrina
Pluto reclassified
Obama elected
September 11th
2010's we had
Haiti Earthquake
Japan Earthquake
Bin Laden killed
BP oil spill
England riots
Brazil riots
China banned time travel.
We're only 4 years in.
**** sapiens are nearly 200,000 years old
nothing changed
and never will
Jun 8, 2014
Jun 8, 2014 at 6:07 AM UTC
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J o h n
Dillinger
"P retty Boy"
F l oyd "Baby
Face" Nelson
Al "Scarface"
Capone "Ma
c h i ne Gun"
Kelly Charles
"Lucky" Lucia
no B u g s y
Siegel Carlo
Gambino Jack
Diamond Tom
Devaney Jame
s Coonan D a
wood Ibrahcan Kray Brothers
Demetrius Flenory Joaquin Guzman
James Burke Meyer Lansky
Bonnie Clyde
Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 1:06 PM UTC
As Valentine Day is upon us now
Sending a message to our loves
Like chocolate and flowers
With pictures of white doves
Think back to 1929
And of The North Side Gang...men who
Got a different type of message
And it wasn't I Love You
It was on the North Side
Al Capone's gang took down nine
They massacred these gangsters
They crossed the prohibition line
Five years before they also
Killed the gangs leader in his shop
His front was selling flowers
Hey, it's Chicago....where's a cop?
Now eighty five years later
The gangsters aren't as bold
But, on Valentines they're still there
Running Chicago in the cold
With prices for fresh roses
Through the roof....you know the powers
Are run like gangsters years before
By the people selling FLOWERS.
Feb 14, 2014
Feb 14, 2014 at 6:45 AM UTC
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Shaping molten sin into wrought iron ******
Rusted rivet's sparks sail down the spiral staircase
and scatters like fireflies on the stone.
Guitars scream as they lead the band to slaughter,
thinking they own the streets like Al Capone.
Molten metallic music with a razors edge
mollifies the faithful like mutton to the ledge.
Mayhem ensues with a sonic boom as
bolts of rock & roll illuminate the room.
We're heading toward a revolution,
we always heard you wanted one.
They bought the lie of evolution,
burnt their skin waiting for the Son.
It's just a heavy metal observation,
you allowed the lyrics to take their toll.
Today we see the damage is done,
the insane have unhinged their soul.
Feb 14, 2010
Feb 14, 2010 at 11:29 PM UTC
Now I'm An UNTOUCHABLE... !!!
UNLIKE.... Cliff Huxtable... !!!
Or YES I Mean... " Bill "... !!!
I'm UNTOUCHABLY... ILL...
When It Comes To My Will... !!!
I Lyrically ****
Well I Hope... NOT **** !!!
But WILL- FULLY Build...
Verse That INSTILS...
UNTOUCHABLE Levels...
of Using Your MENTAL... !!!
Stencilled Pencilled...
... Mental Rhymes....
Kinda Like UNTOUCHABLE Guys...
When It Comes To The Mic... !!!
ME... Well INDEED...
Some Do Believe...
That I Flow My Rhymes Alright...
Now That's A Humble Line...
UNTOUCHABLY Designed...
To Let... YOU Decide...
If I Flow Like MIKE... ?!?
AIR JORDAN Like... !!!!!!
Well ONE THING I'll Claim... !!!
Is That My Wordplay...
Deserves A Place...
In Halls Where Fame...
ONLY HOLD What's GREAT... !!!!!
But Skill On A Mic' Is NOT A Claim...
I... Choose To MAKE... !!!
Because UNTOUCHABLE Names... !!!
DESERVE.... Such PRAISE...
In How They're Viewed...
And That's The TRUTH... !!!!!
I'm UNTOUCHABLE Yeah...
Just Like... " JERU' "... !!!
Because I've Walked Through...
Where... DARKNESS RULES... !!!
But Moved TOO COOL...
For UNTOUCHABLE Crews...
To... Want To PULL...
Their TOOLS And ABUSE...
Because They KNEW...
" Big Virge Is Cool !
AND UNTOUCHABLE Dude ! "
Because I Choose...
To Just... " Hang Loose "...
EVEN WHEN Violence Is Used...
Because of... Moods...
UNTOUCHABLY Crude... !!!
Where IGNORANCE Moves...
To... FEEDING FEUDS... !!!!!
I RISE......... ABOVE.......
So DO NOT Touch...
The... IGNORANT... !!!!!!
Because In TRUTH...
They're UNTOUCHABLE Too... !!!!
Because of How...
Their Energies Sound...
FAR TOO LOUD.... !!!!!!
For Me To Receive... !!!!!!!!
Because Like THIEVES...
They Feed DECEIT And ROBBERY... !!!
of Things I KEEP... UNTOUCHABLE... !!!
Like The Way My CHI...
DENIES These FIENDS...
A Chance of Getting...
TOO CLOSE To....... ME...
UNTOUCHABLE... IS...
The Theme of THIS Piece...
Because YES It's TRUE... !!!!
My Poetry Is UNTOUCHABLY....
A Way For Me To Offer YOU...
A Piece of..... ME.....
A Piece of My Heart...
And YES... My Soul... !!!
Now It Can Get DARK...
Like...... Al Capone...... !!!!!
But Shows MORE LOVE...
Than... GANGSTER Thugs... !!!!
It's More Like... " NESS "... !!!
When I EXPRESS... !!!!!!
NOT ELLIOT....
Or... Loch MONSTER Bred... !!!
I'm Just Blessed With A... NESS...
That Moulds And Blends In...
With......... " FINESSE ".......... !!!!!!!
That's ME... BIG VIRGE... !!!
So My Final Words...
In TRUTH... " ACCEPT "...
That When It Comes To...
... Government...
Their Court Systems...
And FEDERAL Friends...
They'll TRY Their Best... !!!
To Cause... PROBLEMS...
BUT NO Matter WHAT... !?!
They TRY TO.... PULL....
My SPIRIT Will Stay UNCRUSHABLE... !!!
So I'll... ETERNALLY Be...
...... " UNTOUCHABLE "..... !!!
Sep 23, 2020
Sep 23, 2020 at 1:03 AM UTC
*no wonder i watch *********** it's a moral struggle these days downing a whiskey trying to down america 1930s. al capone would have laughed with me i'm sure, and shouted: cuba! cuba! fiddle castrato! well, there was the violin to mind in tao when the castratos masturbated;. oh look... the pope! where’s my bishop purple and cardinal red? down the toilet, with the goldfish i’m assured: bobs the necktie password concerning the onomatopoeia the bubbles made when appearing: bubbles are called bob... ok?*
it was only an old man attired
in the usual monochrome of gray,
so i walked,
scratched a stone wall,
and by the 2nd gesture similis i
pulled my hand scratching toward my chest
to resemble a stone heart:
equivalent chinese? small is european stone:
writing this i missed six knuckles and felt the rest.
Dec 4, 2015
Dec 4, 2015 at 10:28 PM UTC
Prohibition began one hundred years ago in the USA.
People had their right to drink ***** taken away.
This made people unhappy and they began to whine.
And this caused Al Capone to start peddling moonshine.
Capone was evil and because of him, people were killed.
On December 5 1933, the 18th Amendment was repealed.
People were very happy because prohibition came to an end.
They were as giddy as school girls to have the right to drink again.
Jan 1, 2020
Jan 1, 2020 at 10:06 AM UTC
there's a mafia don
operating on the verse's patch
if anyone ticks him off
the eraser does a fast dispatch
you'll be completely rubbed out
with an instantaneous flick
by his quick 48 revolver's
rapid fire trigger click
the Sicilian mobster
is a regular Al Capone
*clearing they who ******
at his most tactile bone
Luigi strikes fear on
issuing a list of target dots
which so irritate him in
the imprecise spots
Mar 3, 2017
Mar 3, 2017 at 9:12 PM UTC
.As I sat here all alone,I thought about 'ol Al Capone.So I got some water to fill my gun--and I commenced to shooting everyone.The bullets dripped off of their faces and hair.Bullet casings were scattered-- everywhere.Oh, how silentthe sirens would wail,just like the waggingof a puppy dog's tail.I was shootin' from the streetfrom my safety zonefrom my long, black Lincoln--I was Al Capone.Somehow, somebody got a hold of my gun,and I'm tellin' ya, I ain't no fool.No copper is ever gonna take me alive--so I ran and I jumped in my pool..
Feb 21, 2010
Feb 21, 2010 at 12:56 PM UTC
Marquis de Sade was arguably
the most dangerous man alive; until
the Reign of Terror & Napoleon; who
was arguably the most dangerous man
alive; until Jack the Ripper, who was
the most dangerous man alive; until
WWI & ****** who was the most dangerous
man alive; Al Capone was the most
dangerous man alive, until Hoover,
who was the most dangerous man
alive; Malcolm X was the most dangerous
man alive, until the AK47 & AR-15; now we
can all be the most dangerous person alive;
but human beings have always been the
most dangerous species on earth;
the nuclear bomb was the most dangerous
thing on earth until climate change; now
the earth itself is the most dangerous thing
on earth
Aug 11, 2018
Aug 11, 2018 at 3:57 PM UTC
Got on my grey and black hoodie
Will I get shot today
Got on my grey and black hoodie
Would I get stopped today
Got on my grey and black hoodie
Pulled over by a cop today
Got on my grey and black hoodie
Lord will I die today
Being a black man in America is a struggle
Vision distorted what I know is a river some see as a puddle
It's folks that say racism is dead
Yet if I wear a grey and black hoodie
I may get hit with black lead
By a cop
Or laid to rest from another black man like the guy that killed my pop
It's two realities I face
The truth of who I am
And the lies tied to my race
No not all black men are thugs
Even though some are
No not all black men sell drugs
Even though some do
I'm neither one of them dudes
So should I wear a suit?
Like AL Capone?
I simply wear what I'm accustomed to
Does my long bread make me a muslim?
When honestly I'm growing it out like my savior you know the King of the Jews
I'm familiar with racial slurs
God has blessed me to be great with words
And still to this day when customers open their door I'm treated like a *****
Who are you?
Company name branded on my uniform
I guess I'm seen as a criminal should I wear an orange jumper
Man this is crazy
I just want to feed my wife and take care of my home.
Should me and my wife birth a child
I'm concerned about the future that's ahead of our black babies
Through all this discrimination and hate black skin is resilient
Built to absorb sun rays
But that Vitamin D
Doesn't make me Clark Kent
Captain America black in the comics now
I wonder if they will blackout superman
At the end of the day none of this should bother me
I should have tougher skin
But if a rhinoceros takes enough shots it will die at the end
I have on my grey and black hoodie
Despite our differences we are humans, women and men
Now there's insight so can we attempt to be friends?
Jan 10, 2015
Jan 10, 2015 at 11:13 PM UTC
Would I want him to say sorry I haven’t hit you up; I know it’s been a while?
Because I would only smile and say it was fine, no big deal
Whether or not it was, didn’t matter
I wouldn’t tell him what was actually on my mind
That if I saw him more often my feelings would take over,
How the second time we talked I already had a crush...
We were at Capone’s on a Tuesday night
Outside, surrounded by people, talking laughing drinking
I was drawn in to him once again just like the first time,
I couldn’t look away from his eyes when we talked
I leaned in to my friend’s ear, tipsy on more than the beer I was drinking
And whispered, I think I have a crush
She smiled and said I know
So it really was no big deal
Because the more I saw him the more I’d like him
And I don’t know if he would feel the same for me
Dec 15, 2013
Dec 15, 2013 at 2:31 PM UTC
The lady skeleton walked with her companions
The man of iron, the doll, the lawsuit, Al Capone, and a ninja
On a night where you can be what you want
And no one can judge you
Oct 31, 2014
Oct 31, 2014 at 9:29 PM UTC
It was midnight in Manhattan and the cats were out
they donned themselves with their scarves, and their masks
the caper was set to hit each flat
cause boy were they hungry for some tasty rats
To be in The Feral Cat Club was as cool as it got
See -they'd developed a language that kept them on top
Hell, they ran that town like a bunch of Capone's
but they ran in packs instead of alone
There was Fatty, n' Johnny, and Frankie n' Joe
paired up with Sally n' Bonnie, and Talkie n' Moe
between Broadway, and 42nd they made their move
Meow, meow, meeeeeeeeeeeow, said Fatty to Moe
(this was the call they needed to duck n' lay low)
It meant The Animal Cat wagon was passing by slow
Meow, mow, said Frankie to all
which told everyone he saw a major haul
Sally whispered she was tired of rats n' could they please try
a wonderful place they had all just passed by
it was the new restaurant with meatballs out back
(cause some lame waiter had thrown out a sack)
So they all had a vote, and the meatballs won
placing white napkins beneath furry whiskers for fun
They're all so glad that they've upgraded their style
Now when you see them they can do nothing but smile!
Nov 30, 2015
Nov 30, 2015 at 7:09 PM UTC
In the eyes of my sweet mother
I am a saint.
In the eyes of my daughter
I am only daddy.
In the eyes of my wife
I am the man that she needs.
But in the eyes of my enemies,
I am death.
Family will always come first.
Always.
And I'd **** and burn to the grounds
anyone who ever tries
to harm my loved ones.
Period.
Dec 11, 2015
Dec 11, 2015 at 9:58 PM 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
Blood appears red, it is actually blue
Since a very young age, I have been obsessed with you.
You've cast a spell on me, the most potent of magic
Even introduced me to torture, so powerful, so tragic
Fighting is brilliant, killing is even better
Especially when bringing an end, to your fiercest competitor.
I desperately crave to see you, it drives me insane
Showers of red rain, welcome to pain
Al Capone knew you well, to Curtis Jackson, you are no stranger
Wherever you go, there always seems to be danger.
Im thinking of you now, and im sure I will later
Violence, my love, there is none greater.
Jul 30, 2013
Jul 30, 2013 at 5:31 PM UTC
Where I'm from
You either smart of dumb
To rules of cash making
Ain't no faking
We got young gs to ogs
Rolling trees
In Texas we always got the summer breeze
Yea ya might sweat
But it don't matter
We still fill our pockets
Chck the Rolex with baguettes
In houston
We never showed love to maggots
Comprende
Got a few eses that rolls with me
Considered family
So watch where us step fool
Listen to the sounds of the tool
We dumpin hits bump in
Straight outta htown not Compton
Stomping
On the hardest grounds
That most can't walk on
Talk goes on
To them hoes that try empty our
Bank rolls
But my minds on patrol
Watch them ******* scroll
Cuz they see ya coming up
But wasn't down wen we was penned up
In the penitentiary
Seems like everybody after me
But still excell through heaven or he'll so I dwell
On good times than the bad times
I stay with high ratios
More buckets than misses
Kisses by the slugs
To wannabe fake *** thugs
Like Mack said. I can't stand it got **** it
Single handed
Flipped the game ya know the name
Yosef can't be tamed or maintained
They say my lyrics is wack
But I'm still pulling dame
In the players hall of fame
Ya see my name
Next iceberg slim used to rock overalls n timbs
But now I rock suits n ties
Black Capone gngsta **** is my love Jones
We break bones those intruders
Wicked mid range shooter
Don't test the best
From the south we always get next .so **** yo flex
Cash comes from others check
No bouncing
But I take it ounce
8Ball rolling strong controlling
This rap game master my art piece
One shot release .equals mo decease
Got my beauty n I'm the beast feast
In weak souls
So I've been told
And if ya step to the best
Southern link with the west
Better believe we leaven holes in in in yo chest
Uh
Jan 24, 2017
Jan 24, 2017 at 9:10 PM UTC
*and those white teeth... uh! they just scream ******
northern americans make
drinking so much easier,
sure, i drink **** brain cells
and get ******** ever too often,
resurrect Al Capone for me...
but why do they make it so much
easier? they're hiking, biking,
kite surfing,
climbing mount Unesco...
cheerleaders of Kenya or something?
i need models for an Oxfam advert...
******* starve! starve! to the Ukrainian
prisons with you! starve!
it all goes for bureaucracy anyway,
the adverts are just the tip, and it's
a gimmick-berg.
whatever the advert stated and
a Moroccan added, like some
Seattle sandwich mixture for gummy
gummy yummy yum - twigs n' bubblegum;
or condoms... i'm not sure; ha ha!
Jun 19, 2016
Jun 19, 2016 at 7:55 PM UTC
I'm Blue
I'm a mental nurse
well I'm not mental
I'm a nurse who deals
with mental patients
and this is one
of the female wards
(no male and females together
for obvious reasons)
o yes they would
take my word for it
and no male nurses
on the female wards
for reasons in case
you never know and anyway
it's best believe me
mind you I do go to
the male wards sometimes
but that is different
well I am anyway
but this is Moon Ward
and that is Angel
don't be deceived
she may look like an angel
but she drowned her
two twins daughters
in the bath
and her husband
was away on business
and that was that
and she said they were demons
and she was doing God's work
and then of course
she went and strangled
one of the nurses here
and so we don't go in
alone to talk with her
and she can talk
and sometimes she's
as lucid as day
and other times she's not
and rambles on about
not seeing her husband
who is sometimes
a famous dancer
and sometimes he's
the brother of Al Capone
and once he was
the male nurse on Star Ward
who she'd seen in the grounds
one sunny day
and never be deceived by her
she can appear quite
the darling and sweet
but she can do things
to make you have nightmares
you see that thin woman
over by the radiator
well she's had her
in the female bogs
a few times only last week
she was trying to
have it away with her
poor girl
now stand here a minute
and watch her
no not too close
that's right now watch her
o yes she always wears
her dresses up high
sometimes it's barely
an inch from her knickers
and sometimes
she don't wear them
that's why there's no
male nurses or she'd
have them as quick
as lightening
see her?
she's ********* at you
I think she likes you
just stand steady
try and ignore her
in a nice way
there see she's turned
her attention to the tubby girl
that girl's called Princess
on account of her thinking
she's a princess and does
her waving hand stuff
and wants you to curtsy
but look at Angel
see she's moving to her now
no don't panic
they're ok
see how Angel works?
She's a smart one
calm as you come
she had her in bed one morning
when we came around
hugging her she was
the night nurse must
have been asleep or something
or she didn't care
or didn't want the hassle
of getting Princess
out of the bed
or Angel would go off her trolley
now watch her
Angel can be a real dear
see how she's holding her
putting her hand
around the Princess's waist
o yes she does that too
no no Angel
not here not now
no no dear.
Jan 24, 2016
Jan 24, 2016 at 2:56 AM UTC
Let’s just say in this story California is further than you think
As the story blossoms so does expectations
John and his family are planning a trip to California
He doesn’t want to buy a expensive car
Just something that will make it cross country being mileage far
A suggestion was a 1936 Red Ford Convertible
Now 1936?
It sounds more like my mother the car TV series
However the car had bullet holes
Sounds like a gangster’s car
You are probably thinking a Bonnie and Clyde getaway vehicle
Perhaps A Al Capone’s motor czar
Martha his wife said, I remember a slogan of “Take the bus and avoid the fuss”
But at this point, it is a must
Now all the things that need to be packed
Yet everything is carefully stacked
But the problem is, where will the family sit?
Nothing seems to fit
In fact, the car looks more like the Beverly Hillbillies
Hound bus you are for us
So California here we come, and the Ford being none
The Ford that went back
Also the same Ford the family had to unpack
It was the Hound bus dog who won
Ready for California to have some fun
As for the story, we are done.
Mar 8, 2016
Mar 8, 2016 at 7:23 PM UTC
Al Capone probably didn't listen
to the guy's whole story
when he knocked his brains
out of the park.
Stop me if you've heard this one.
You're in a dark theater
groping the air for
obstacles
as you stumble
center stage.
You realize there's a trap door
underneath you,
but it's not just any trap door.
It's dates that you'll
throw up on
and the beginning of bad habits
that keep you there,
and everybody here is your friend,
so you sit down and
hang out for ten years,
for the fun of it.
Then one day somebody
bings up a spotlight.
Just step in it already.
Aug 3, 2012
Aug 3, 2012 at 9:20 PM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
Erase my number outcha phone,
I'm too cool like Al Capone,
The old you when were alone,
I'm not the one you wanna pick a bone,
I don't care if you are at home,
But please erase my number outcha phone.
Oct 10, 2014
Oct 10, 2014 at 9:47 PM UTC