"chippin" 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
education: takes my motivation
and squelches it.
plummets me deep
within the caverns of responsibility.
the fight for pleasure without pain.
taken aback and washed up ashore,
what's more? I'm buried.
chippin' rocks at last
sunrise 'till sunset, convenient lover
conventional friend.
at each beginning I sense our end.
each tattered piece of your broken heart is clenched,
your muscles aching.
bleeding and blended into a bitter batter, what's the mater?
you haven't always been this tender.
you shiver in your regret
the tension's in your sweat
and I bet you're not as sick as I was
when I felt you beside me when I was all alone
your arms were a death bed
reaching around my shoulder blades.
not a moment until the understanding
pulses and fades as your love
shimmers and dissipates.
comfort kills this fragile figure
rotten molten black lunged angel,
I fear the moment I can no longer
feel that you are unlimited in your tender form.
Oct 2, 2013
Oct 2, 2013 at 11:04 AM UTC
Got a word stuck behind your tongue
a sentence chippin' at your tooth
and I'm sitting here wonderin' what you have to lose
we're suffocating on
fruition stuck to pause
jaw grittin', head-splitting, complicating it until we rot
I wonder where you're at
perhaps you wonder too
I've learned the hard way that what ya say isn't always true
so suffocate me good
stuff it under things you should
and I'll be here
mere sightseer
collecting glass and driftwood
the ocean swells inside
a storm you cannot hide
we stand at command
desperate to find our pride
is it so crucial?
to feel important and useful?
what makes you tick? what makes you sick?
Does it matter if we remain truthful?
There is loss and gain
my indulgence abstained
I hope you look at me
and finally come to see
I'm more than flesh and vein
Aug 4, 2018
Aug 4, 2018 at 11:52 PM UTC
Lots of blue women in these streets tonight
Lots of worries movin' but ain't seen
Went to Miami to find myself a honey
But all I did was spend alla' my money
I read a poem about a guy that needed a way out
He asked me what I thought but I don't no nothing about
What it means to walk right close to God's side
And ask if I can just get a quick free ride
Burned my tokens on a man that was jokin'
About a masked vigilante on the other side of Mississippi
Made a friend back deep in the depths of an Easy Coast city
Many that place knows how to get real down and busy
"Sister Mary!" He screamed in a beam of his reflecting Tambourine
A touch of a rose pedal wilting in a sunlight thats soon drifting
See that shift in the brick on those corner building sticks?
That's where my late cousin finally chose His personal pick
As I said the bread was warmer before you got here
Yeah you were a little late for the date that I made
Maybe next time listen to the sound of the round
You'll see that life don't care a single beat about your feats
May 4, 2011
May 4, 2011 at 5:33 PM UTC
These waves
of deep emotion
tugging like the tide
in the ocean
keep chippin' away
my bone straight to the soul
maybe this
was a diamond that turned to coal...
Sep 25, 2013
Sep 25, 2013 at 11:14 PM UTC