"cheech" poems
Choose **** Choose a dealer. Choose your rolling papers. Choose a **** Choose mind numbingly long conversations about **** all. Choose home grown. Choose frequent holidays to amsterdam. Choose red eyes. Choose the biggets pizza ever for when the munchies kick in. Choose paranoia. Choose chilling with mates. Choose hallucinating about a giant green hedgehog following you home. Choose watching Cheech and Chong. Choose skunk. Choose super skunk. Choose hiding your stash from the police. Choose spilling ***** **** water on your carpet. Choose a fake jamaican accent. Choose space cakes. Choose your future. Choose ****
Apr 26, 2014
Apr 26, 2014 at 6:08 AM UTC
I'm the best, there ever was
Can't get with me, at da club
Other poets, need to respect
My reputation, I'll protect
I got a 9, pen in my hand
Write your name, in the sand
To me, you can't never stand
I ain't afraid, to let out a curse
Write you in, an ugly verse
I'm da best, you da worst
You can't, stay with my meter
I spit sick, iambic pentameter
I'm da truth you da cheater
You rhyme like Armstrong rides
You have to dope, ya got no rhymes
You da Cheech I'm da Chong
I write, you smoke da ****
You da burger, I'm da veal
I earn likes, you freakin still
You got da, cheesy *** rhymes
Droppin' words, like love & sublime
I put the free, in free verse
You all about, Nonsense Verse
I drop a sonnet, makes his head Shake
I'm the Chaucer, you da fake
I'm a Lyric, you the Lune
You can't quit writen', too crazy soon
Your stuff is dirt, mines the moon
You want a challenge, get in the ring
I'll make you cry but your mama sing
You'all poets, you got to know
You da fluff, I'm da show
I'm the king of the poets, HELLO
Jan 20, 2013
Jan 20, 2013 at 7:22 PM UTC
In Brooklyn, in these hectic times,
if Mom-hood gets you down
you need a little pick me up
so you won't fret and frown.
When we boomers were just babies
Mom might have a glass of wine.
Just enough to take the edge off
and leave her feeling fine.
But Generation X and Y
are more like Cheech and Chong
when baby gets your dander up
It's time to light a ****
A little **** of Mary Jane
gives Moms a pause to sigh.
"Good night Moon" is a gripping read
when Mom is flying high.
Put the little Prince to bed
before Mom has a fit.
Motherhood is stressful
she just needs to take a "hit"
When the" little terrors" get you down
Just think - "this too will pass"
sneak off and roll yourself a joint
We know you have a stash.
Dec 26, 2011
Dec 26, 2011 at 7:58 AM UTC
Once upon a time in an alternate universe not too long ago
I met the cheekiest babe from the other side of the world.
She went by Smurfette, she loved to call me Papa Smurf
and Vanity wasn’t gay, the ******* just loved himself too much.
She always sat by the window, detoxicating herself of verses
cranking out a few lyrics, scoping the city in the trenches.
Of the love we waged never wavering and waving a white flag
“I’m gonna put you to bed” were all our wars went to die.
But I was more than alive, inside the land from down under
called her Daphne the Nymph, the voluptuous Greek Goddess.
Wanted to raise little Koalas together in our Kangaroo farm
in every kiss we traded souls, in every breath we lost our lives.
And we gained them again back when the Jitneys were blue
our sweat-drenched bodies overtaken by some strange voodoo.
Every ship we embarked on was lost in the Atlantic without return
James Bean captained our vessel, holding it together with crazy glue.
In New York City locked lips inside a phone booth, it was euphoria
she was already born a Queen since she hailed from Astoria.
Our Bohemian Rhapsody blended like Cheech & Chong on a ******
her pouty lips, ****** smile, five years later how can I forget her?
Her voice, beautiful sparrow, vocal chords stone carved like no other
and yet normally speaking she sounded like the Crocodile Hunter
Soaked the landscape of her essence, remembrance without a beat
the song she wrote about us, plays in my heart eternally on repeat.
Nov 7, 2012
Nov 7, 2012 at 12:23 PM UTC
I couldn't wake up by a cappuccino today
Took me a red bull, one pink and purple stacker - from stop n shop. And a cup of coffee, Now I'm ******* my head off, hands are shaky, eyes tired, got more energy than an American stripper. And trying to ease down, just not happening. Like Chong said to cheech- You took the wrong stuff man, the wrong stuff,the wrong stuff. This bites!
Oct 7, 2015
Oct 7, 2015 at 8:40 PM UTC
Just business
That's all it is
Y las puertas del infierno
Is who you working with
See that corpse
It's been reanimated
It's under my control
Young trucos the greatest
Money gangs
Are all around
So ah jacker get no sleep
That's how we get down
It's World War C
To pay for the sequel
Muthufuckers getting smoked
And that's what it equals
Estoy arriba
From that Cheech and Chong
Badass joint so I can work on my song
Top half black Chucks
And some black bandannas
My face like ah stoke
Got the black ski mask
Es como yo trabajo
Rappers getting guerra
Con palabra los mato
That's ah deadline
I'm ah make em me
If not they get found
******* dead in the street
I got weapons and tactics
I deploy on you
Situation getting happy
With that sinister crew
Out of the blue
Here come the Tommy guns
We're just getting started
But you've already done
I got weapons and tactics
Specialized
To hit you with ah bullet
in between your eyes
Bye Bye
It's not ah lullaby
It's ah walk by shooter
On the enemy side
Ese cut throat game
That we play
Vatos get cut almost everyday
Mis pensamientos
Son controlados por mi
Cause from the track come on
I'm all you see
I'm still here
After all these years
Won't think ah different knowledge
Cause you in my peers
That's why I feed
Ese on the weak
I tear em up to shreds
seven days ah week
So behind
The closed doors where I be
I plan murders on the enemy
All my tactics learned
I stuff em in ah truck
Then watch em burn
Gang banging .usica
Got you ducking vatos
limo cause I'll shoot at ya
Exhale beyond Aztec kingdom
I'm on another planet
Coming back to get ya
I got weapons and tactics
I deploy on you
Situation getting happy
With that sinister crew
Out of the blue
Here come the Tommy guns
We're just getting started
But you've already done
I got weapons and tactics
Specialized
To hit you with ah bullet
in between your eyes
Bye Bye
It's not ah lullaby
It's ah walk by shooter
On the enemy side
The pistol booming
I'm mind consuming
Sleep walking out your door
What the **** you doing!
Totalitarian this regime
I pulled up just to strangle the scene
I'm sixteen Ese from their ice
Cause I'm muthufucking tweaking for the rest Of the night all night You meet zombie naco
No vacation this Nal Cabo
I'm one In ah ******* million
So know it well
With who your dealing
I indoctrinate Then I elevate
Then I go around the corner and move some weight So what you got
I got more than you
More than all you muthufuckas posted up in your tomb I lay seize
To any domain
Either you get down or
your team get slay
May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 2:28 PM UTC
I met her early on
Our journey became long
She gave me the gift of song
Held my hand and told me to come along
Woke me up like the bang of a gong
Fed me well to build me strong
She became the Cheech to my Chong
The King to my Kong
She even helped me to write my wrong
Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 11:52 PM UTC
I see worlds of demons and villians as I take my last breath
I avidly add adages to the words that I press
Each and everyday strewn and littered with stress
Life’s just a savage game of chess
A new beginning has been presented
With her gone it’s like I’m living out a life sentence
Never again will a person so perfect be invented
She truly had an awe inspiring presence
48
Living life with a newfound belligerence
Like a high off of ten different barbiturates
Today’s generation is filled with complete ignorance
This cypher shall be thy deliverance
Since her death I’ve been nothing but diffident
Like a lost dog, I’m timid
People have always seen me as quite different
But to that opinion, I’m indifferent
48
Life is all about mind over matter
Look at the wall covered with your brain splatter
On some Ice-T **** rhymes that blow your mind
True love is hard to find
Do you live life as you want to
Or do you follow everything society tells you
In the end society will destroy you
No matter what, stay true
48
Just rolled up, five & dime
Every morning, rise and grind
Now I’m flying away with Peter Pan
Gone, gone, gone away, Never Land
So here’s to another day
Another coffin rots away
Life’s just a game we play
Until God takes us away
48
Tomorrow is not a guarantee
When my mind is my purgatory
No soul can control me
Your word’s do nothing for me
Now you’re saying I’m your salvation
Who the hell are you? What’s your relation
I miss seeing her eyes ablaze with elation
Her death was my inevitable damnation
48
No matter where I am, I’m writing a verse
I’ve seen too many loved ones dead in a hearse
My heart golden, but my blood’s black
My thoughts stretch to oblivion, like you leg on the torture rack
Is this where I belong?
This is only the beginning, not a swansong
I’m bound to be bigger than King Kong
Free my mind, get ***** eyed like Cheech & Chong
48
Oct 21, 2014
Oct 21, 2014 at 5:43 PM UTC
It's been months since I've seen that beautiful smile, makes me gasp, reminiscing about your hugging and teasing
loving and squeezing.
Searching for the one that you loved.
But now all that I am is shoved to the back of your head.
Now, hatred,disgust and that feeling of loss of trust.
I am waiting for that day until you realize
yesterday is dead;
I shed a tear
but eventually you will remember that that California bed that we once lied in will come back.
But not after that lying, mistrust and lost of integrity that I regretfully placed upon thee
I was the puff to your high, the Cheech to my Chong.
The lazy days the way you looked at me,
tears running down my face simultaneously.
The touch is gone, the feelings moved on.
I've made mistakes in the past
I want to believe I still got a reason.
All I want to do it make it last,
but so long
it's all in the past.
Jan 4, 2015
Jan 4, 2015 at 10:05 PM UTC
said id hit you up in the morning its been 3 after the dawning and i am the sun just rising yawning,Mama Africa's children keep spawning..grow be smart try to keep in mind the world your in..man didn't save his soul because of sin its the slavery were in they've enslaved us and their kin..dey must be on that hog steady drinking gin...sky juice will have you deeper then..the price of a mine filled with the souls of 100 fold 100 gold seeking men...see when it comes to speech I can..i'll run bars pass a million stars in China land..smoking on dat cheech and chong screaming kanechi wung..grabbing the finest asian chick and pulling tongue...woa-dei sound the gong..rappin ill **** i get an A u get a B and **** you stung..all the girls say **** the boi is hung...shoot out ya left eye and poke ya lung..when i touch rhymes all thats left is stun
Apr 13, 2013
Apr 13, 2013 at 12:04 AM UTC
I spit catastrophes rapidly
Leave you a fatality
Innocent by reason of insanity
Clearing my head on this balcony
Disgusted by society
Where you gain respect by committing acts, of notoriety
My mind does nothing but fight me
Everyoneelse thinks I’m off the deep end, crazy
**** around and you’ll become the topic of discussion
Love and corruption, sin and seduction
Society is the definition of corruption
All people do is make assumptions
Born into a corrupt world, ****** up ****
Always keep the purple lit
Got Alice, Cheshire Cat, and The Caterpillar toking it
If you talk **** you’re bound to get hit
In life will all have a different philosophy
Every other man claiming a prophecy
All politicians speak is ******** dishonesty
No one cares that our children are corrupted by technology
Here’s to another day
Another coffin rots away
Life’s just a game we play
Until God takes us away
A new beginning has been presented
Just looking at me, can you tell I’m demented
Her death I could’ve prevented
Now my legacy is cemented
Life is something we can never rehearse
I’ve seen too many loved ones dead in a hearse
My heart golden, but my blood’s black
She always stole my breath like an asthma attack
So is this where I belong
Cause at this point everything’s going wrong
One day I’ll be bigger than King Kong
Free my mind, get ***** eyed like Cheech & Chong
Tomorrow is not a guarantee
When my mind is my purgatory
No one can control me
Your words do nothing for me
Now you’re saying I’m your salvation
Who the hell are you? What’s your relation
I miss seeing her eyes ablaze with elation
Her death was my inevitable damnation
Since her death I’ve been nothing but diffident
Like a lost dog, I’m timid
I’ve always been seen as different
But to that opinion, I’m indifferent
Living life with a newfound belligerence
Like a high off of ten different barbiturates
Today’s generation is filled with nothing but ignorance
This cypher shall be thy deliverance
Life is all about mind over matter
Look at the wall covered with your brain splatter
All because these rhymes blew your mind
I’m a rapper of a different kind
Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 11:55 AM UTC
Excuse me, Ma’am, but do you accept rent
in the form of formless loose poetry?
no?
I guess that makes me the jack ***
Prometheus stole fire from the Gods for us
we re-gifted it for a pair of Nikes
sorry
but ******* don’t we look like hot **** hot shots?
you look good in those clothes
and I can say whatever you tell me to
in a way that sounds almost original
for just a taste of Eve
her kisses taste like bad apples
and I think I’m in love
I think I’m drowning because I forgot how to swim
Nobody wants to listen
we all just want it to be our turn
our turn to cry and make a ******* scene in the grocery store
no I’m not as high as I look
I am way higher
Cheech and Chong? Honk on my pipe of poison
then we can all get goofy paranoia
don’t escort me out of the Garden
it’s cold out there and I’m scared
beneath this mask of calculated courage
all of our friends exceeded the recommended dosage of cough syrup
so they bob and weave through my toy box
with eyes never fully open
**** it, right?
anybody can buy white powder, mirrors, and razors
but not everybody can’t
that’s funny… isn't it?
waiting on the heels of my next paycheck
because hotpockets aren't cutting it anymore
and jah never paid the bills
the lights in my room are burned out
and it is so ******* dark
just close your eyes
run from the monsters which own the shadows
Feb 10, 2014
Feb 10, 2014 at 11:22 AM UTC
Smoking, Choking, smoking, choking... I love **** yes indeed, I love **** yes i do... Keep my cool with Mary Jane, don't act a fool cuz my brains maintained... You pass me a joint, I'd rather smoke a blunt, you pass me a pipe, I'd rather smoke a **** let's jus get high like Cheech and Chong take a couple hits an it won't take long till our feelings start to change an we all get along... She's not a problem maker, she's jus problem solver, so let's all have a blast, forget about the past, have a smoke session an smoke a blunt or two, but pass it to the left, cuz the right is wrong!!
Dec 21, 2014
Dec 21, 2014 at 8:59 AM UTC
Is this where I belong?
You're up your girlfriend's *** worse than her thong
There's more to life. It ain't no sing-along-song
Free your mind, get ***** eyed like Cheech & Chong
You think what I say is wrong?
Ha no, you're wrong, one day I'll be bigger than King Kong
I'm just getting started, **** a swansong
You can't **** with me mentally, I'm too headstrong
You're acting like I'm your salvation
But I truly hate you, even if there is a blood relation
I'm one of a kind, no duplication
I'm not scared of damnation
I've already proven my heart and dedication
We live in one hell of a free nation
You're choking on society's **** eyes blazing elation
You're a copped out, drop out, at least I'm finishing my education...
Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 4:32 PM UTC
New Heights
New hires
No Shows
Yes sires
King Earth
Wealth perth
Owner
Commander an Z
Go Sleep
No Zee
Camps Awake
Clapped Cheeks
Grown Cheech
Alley Cat
Roam the Village
Gun safe racked
Us armed
Bullet proof windows
Kevlar vest
Team on my back
Crest on my chest
Central best
Central west
Paint go bang
Whole city gang
385 million arms
For thy Nation
The Greatest
Who Paved it
We crave it
We beg it
We fight it
We grave it
We write it
We wrote it
Dont Quote it
Quote hit
Numbers climbing
Bodies piling
Bible lying
God ******
So tragic
Face traffic
Cult classic
Jun 28, 2024
Jun 28, 2024 at 6:41 AM UTC
I pull a Sherlock Holmes
One look at you and I snap that steel trap
Right back
To cold facts
Points of business
There is nothing in you of interest
So, if gone
Shove the bible where it belongs
Maybe if you smoked a **** like Cheech and Chong
You’d be more interesting
After a cough choke you would take your ignorance
And get
and ten more tokes
You could learn to take a joke
Jan 2, 2015
Jan 2, 2015 at 11:49 AM UTC
When I am zoned
Feeling all alone
Staying up all night as my mind is blown
And my thoughts are gone
Sticks and stones
That’ll break my bones
Won’t give in and let them take my throne
You gotta stay strong
Hit that ****
Like the next cheech and chong
Let your mind go and ride along
To this world were you feel you don’t belong
Being outlawed and doing the wrong
My mind comes with the greatest technique
Flows so weird but unique
Leave you speechless, but you better not speak
Before I leave your body chopped up and ***** in a creak
I know it’s not right
But all I see is black and white
Where I wanna pick a fight
Trust me when I say I’m alright
I got some issues that nobody can see
I fight for my life as you can see
And everything that hurts is hurting me
Im only human what am I suppose to be
Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 1:25 PM UTC
When I was young had a lot of trials, Faked Smiles.
Pretend everything was fine, Denial.
Growing old drive a lot of miles, Have Style, Argyles.
Nah, but I wear a lot of sweaters, act better.
Dreaming bigger dreams, seeing better things.
But still my parents are apart of me, partially.
She loves he and they become we, he and she.
Forever with me plus three. But that's not reality.
I dream of bigger infinites.
The Faults were in their stars, not ours.
I get it, Families split, grow apart.
Keep her close through the arts.
Ma and me, no heart to hearts.
Dont get too close because I'm too smart.
Dont get me wrong, my loves strong.
But the drives long and thats whats wrong.
And shes like Cheech and Chong. So Gone. Now Im Gone.
Jan 8, 2015
Jan 8, 2015 at 11:44 PM UTC
By: Cedric McClester
I’m not trying to be
Obtrusive
But the Mueller Report
Was inconclusive
Exoneration wasn’t
Mutually exclusive
So his innocence
Remains deducive
And his old
Familiar song
Is he was right
All along
The prosecution
Had to be wrong
No collusion
Like Cheech and Chong
William Barr reached
His own conclusion
Based on the
Optical illusion
That in fact
There was no collision
By the President
For attribution
Wiliam Barr has
Thrown the first lob
NIow Congress must
Do it’s job
Mueller chose not to prosecute
That slob
So the American public
Was robbed
Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2019. All rights reserved.
Mar 24, 2019
Mar 24, 2019 at 11:32 PM UTC
cringey stuff
what is it about
my emotions
that i gotta
express them
through this method
say less
in the coming days
shut my mouth
keep my head down
and just stay quiet
until i die
dice roll
snake eyes that cry
next roll, sevens
eleven, slurpees
blueberry ice
nice dreams
chong with the ****
and that makes me cheech
can't never win
gotta stop trying
busted
gambling
love is a high stakes game
leave you
broken, lost, roaming
and rambling
i ain't happy here
Mar 26, 2022
Mar 26, 2022 at 9:12 PM UTC
Two friends of mine....with whom I'll always share my ****
Sep 30, 2018
Sep 30, 2018 at 10:17 PM UTC