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"dippin" poems
'twas a long hot summer day sticky air without a breeze concrete burning my bare feet cicadas screaming in the trees a triggered memory smelling honeysuckle scent, the way he looked at me remembering what he meant when I was sixteen with his mischievous grin and a squint in his eye he said, I hope you know how to swim in his old pick up truck as we rolled the windows down he drove us to this place in the woods outside of town off road, through a pasture to a watering hole, he found guaranteed to cool me off from spring fed water underground sweet talking me naked still not sure how he did it a memory now sacred my first time skinny dippin'
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May 3, 2017
May 3, 2017 at 11:14 AM UTC
That Summer Day
Pyschedlics in the sky Just love on my mind Lust in the sun And empty bottles of *** Bitterness on my tounge Psychedelic paterns trip in my eyes Laughter is so hard to find Skinny dippin just to have a lil fun Cigarettes hanging on my lip Smoke Filling up my lungs I can't see no more Dancing around In psychedelic skys
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Nov 4, 2016
Nov 4, 2016 at 11:28 PM UTC
Psychedelic Sky's
Creative expressions, examine artistic talents. Plan it out, count ounces, keep countering the balance. Distant planets i feel more at place with, disgraced by the disgusting face human-race-lift. I'm currently placed here, a pessimistic cynic thinkin sink or swim, who cares? i'm already ****** dippin in it. Deep thoughts dropping, with brainstorm droughts often, countermanding clever cogitation conjured in common; I'm om nom nom-ing, busting every ****** ****** endowed well where it counts never gave a ***** a problem. Now drop that on an album, lay down a simple beat. Sample the same **** over and over on repeat. Call it a hype track, make some mixes, overlap. Over a short duration you can claim to be savior of rap. It's just that easy. Innovative minds depleting, stillborn America with its heart still beating. Patiently waiting.. I'm about to go crazy.. Basically, I better blow up or this hate is gonna take me.
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Jul 24, 2013
Jul 24, 2013 at 2:43 AM UTC
Homegrown Terror
Im pondering and walking when its dark at night You can see me in the shadows dippin dodging light Its like I hit the booth and spew until I maul the mike Its like I tell the truth and then you simply call it life That’s right im bonefied really here to expose em and since they know that im chosen They stay provoking my motives but ima hold em high Show em im focused on growing Get these vultures off my back im just to strong to be folding So I prepared for it gradually when the time came Who’s the best my Name Was the only one to rise like yall scared of the gravity to define change Never watching the throne If you wanted to be King you should be watching your own If you wanted to be me well then that option is gone you know I stand alone, forever now and then later I left my mark upon this earth when I stepped out of the crater Now my powers are greater used for devouring haters And though I **** em in minutes I still take hours to savor Every pound of the **** If we going pound for pound by the end of the rounds I’ll use and ounce of my skill And no its never luck I struck a deal with the Devil so I could level the vessels And then he sent me a message its time to settle up Now its me and him, and neither one of us scared Cuz on this path to destruction neither one of us cared So everyday, it’s a battle inside Just Forget the horse play and grab the saddle and ride And every point I make is valid in the balled of mine Im thinking now is the time in the palace of my mind drinking a chalice of fire It’s a slow burn And yes im hot to death but there is no urn Its from internal combustion Causing a surge in my verses to let me ****** percussions Never preferred to be frontin though now it seems it’s the norm In a world of mass lies simply needing reform Where everybody and they mama’s simply dreaming of **** Everybody with a smartphone feels the need to record Then they post it to the web cuz they seem to be bored You need to realize People use they persona just to conceal lies So I step out on that limb second guessing again This is far from the end so let the lesson begin The first impression is in _________________________ GONE
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Sep 13, 2013
Sep 13, 2013 at 11:44 AM UTC
GONE
Im pondering and walking when its dark at night You can see me in the shadows dippin dodging light Its like I hit the booth and spew until I maul the mike Its like I tell the truth and then you simply call it life That’s right im bonefied really here to expose em and since they know that im chosen They stay provoking my motives but ima hold em high Show em im focused on growing Get these vultures off my back im just to strong to be folding So I prepared for it gradually when the time came Who’s the best my Name Was the only one to rise like yall scared of the gravity to define change Never watching the throne If you wanted to be King you should be watching your own If you wanted to be me well then that option is gone you know I stand alone, forever now and then later I left my mark upon this earth when I stepped out of the crater Now my powers are greater used for devouring haters And though I **** em in minutes I still take hours to savor Every pound of the **** If we going pound for pound by the end of the rounds I’ll use and ounce of my skill And no its never luck I struck a deal with the Devil so I could level the vessels And then he sent me a message its time to settle up Now its me and him, and neither one of us scared Cuz on this path to destruction neither one of us cared So everyday, it’s a battle inside Just Forget the horse play and grab the saddle and ride And every point I make is valid in the balled of mine Im thinking now is the time in the palace of my mind drinking a chalice of fire It’s a slow burn And yes im hot to death but there is no urn Its from internal combustion Causing a surge in my verses to let me ****** percussions Never preferred to be frontin though now it seems it’s the norm In a world of mass lies simply needing reform Where everybody and they mama’s simply dreaming of **** Everybody with a smartphone feels the need to record Then they post it to the web cuz they seem to be bored You need to realize People use they persona just to conceal lies So I step out on that limb second guessing again This is far from the end so let the lesson begin The first impression is in _________________________ GONE
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When Santa returned from his trippin’ A bottle of *** he was nippin’ His wife had a brew And after a few The elves caught them both skinny dippin’
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Nov 25, 2022
Nov 25, 2022 at 8:53 PM UTC
***** Santa
Let the beat meditate your noggin' joggin'/ ya memory til ya get Tired never gone Retire/ from this Game like **** **** James/ from Goodtimes i remember the Good Times/ when the world was Alive now everythings Concealed/ reality is nothin' but Joke children gettin' bad Yoke/ from generation to generation gets worse to worse/ weak pulse im seeing visions of the Hearse/ mind gone i need of a Resurrection but my Heat is my Only Protection/ cuz ****** be trippin' sherm dippin' tippin'/ in my Hood swangin' on 4 w/ vogues cool i Suppose?/ but don't know that blow ya Slang hurtin' the Nose/ of victims Cocaina is the Product from the Devil Intellectual levels are Doomed/ dumbin' us down with Indoctrination seems like our Destination is bein' in Incarceration/ but im gone continue to fight with my fullest might- Endeavor too Clever ridin' through Stormy Weather can't Sever/ me from this **** i Spit/ too too real o so fine Lookin' for a fine Dime i can wife Mine/ but too many Single Mother lookin' too much Off a Brother because of another Brother/ who told them that he loved them just wanted To **** them/ and Impregnate them/ baby girl stuck at Home all Alone/ strugglin' to feed her baby but the Father ain't in the Presence/ so she Becomes hesitant/ sell her *** for Cash cuz Bills bout to take Clash/ hittin' Roof Top i Pause & Stop/ take a Quick Glance/ shakin' my head in Disgrace still wishin' for Amazing grace/ but it's Hard to knock the Grin off a Demons Face/Paper Chase is our Am Ambition/caged animal Subliminal Messages so ya Can't Comprehend/ no Boyz to Men but im steadily In Philly? rollin' a Phillie/ Blunt Hunt ***** pullin' Stunts/with two hands tied behind my Back Hocus Pocus/ Nigguh back to Reality im just Playin' G this is the Philosophy/ of Yosef don't Lose Focus/ pay attention cuz they waitin' for us to Fall & Gall/ and keep us confined in a Circle that me and you Can't See but im goin' to Remain Vigilant ya See...
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Feb 24, 2017
Feb 24, 2017 at 2:53 AM UTC
Slump
Let the beat meditate your noggin' joggin'/ ya memory til ya get Tired never gone Retire/ from this Game like **** **** James/ from Goodtimes i remember the Good Times/ when the world was Alive now everythings Concealed/ reality is nothin' but Joke children gettin' bad Yoke/ from generation to generation gets worse to worse/ weak pulse im seeing visions of the Hearse/ mind gone i need of a Resurrection but my Heat is my Only Protection/ cuz ****** be trippin' sherm dippin' tippin'/ in my Hood swangin' on 4 w/ vogues cool i Suppose?/ but don't know that blow ya Slang hurtin' the Nose/ of victims Cocaina is the Product from the Devil Intellectual levels are Doomed/ dumbin' us down with Indoctrination seems like our Destination is bein' in Incarceration/ but im gone continue to fight with my fullest might- Endeavor too Clever ridin' through Stormy Weather can't Sever/ me from this **** i Spit/ too too real o so fine Lookin' for a fine Dime i can wife Mine/ but too many Single Mother lookin' too much Off a Brother because of another Brother/ who told them that he loved them just wanted To **** them/ and Impregnate them/ baby girl stuck at Home all Alone/ strugglin' to feed her baby but the Father ain't in the Presence/ so she Becomes hesitant/ sell her *** for Cash cuz Bills bout to take Clash/ hittin' Roof Top i Pause & Stop/ take a Quick Glance/ shakin' my head in Disgrace still wishin' for Amazing grace/ but it's Hard to knock the Grin off a Demons Face/Paper Chase is our Am Ambition/caged animal Subliminal Messages so ya Can't Comprehend/ no Boyz to Men but im steadily In Philly? rollin' a Phillie/ Blunt Hunt ***** pullin' Stunts/with two hands tied behind my Back Hocus Pocus/ Nigguh back to Reality im just Playin' G this is the Philosophy/ of Yosef don't Lose Focus/ pay attention cuz they waitin' for us to Fall & Gall/ and keep us confined in a Circle that me and you Can't See but im goin' to Remain Vigilant ya See...
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cancel your plans, darling - we're feignin' tonight. i ain't tasted your fancy brow since i last ran up trees. i know you miss the way my tossing hair always filled the air with moonlit berries and wild wild grapes, so thick your mouth gave way to tsunamis. i've got cold noodles sittin' in my bowl somewhere because i forgot to remind myself that that ain't food that's fillin' my belly - channelin' me your orange hues dipped in frustrations so subtle, but not subtle enough. your frisky hot hemp dance is flingin' itself all over my inside stuff - curbin' my appetite for just about anything else. i'll climb your tree anyday sweet baby, kissin' greens in your sleeves on that minxy leaf trip. carry me to your sneaky cove and share your spices and wanton skin graces. i'll trade you my fingertips and diamond extravaganzas, then we can take turns dippin' our tongues into the blend. 'cause i've blotted out my agenda to savour the splendour so i can remember to spit it back into the faces of the dark cloaked ones. this is my defiant-nosed iron song, in my steel-toed boots. see, i'm feelin' mahself and the randy white cub ticklin' my sides in our crazy cahoots, with our incense and spirits from the worshipers of sane things - who fill our airs with a long overdue white haze.
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Aug 17, 2011
Aug 17, 2011 at 12:04 PM UTC
T-1 Days
dip your fingers into the richness of my soul      dip yourself into the depths of my love           dip your body into the thickness of my thighs
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Jan 24, 2021
Jan 24, 2021 at 10:10 AM UTC
skinny dippin
its the rip comin' up with much reps i keeps my eyes on the prize g'yeah i improvised on a uprise cuttin' all the dead weight competition my ammunition keep suckas in suspension or lock down when i come around i clown with the homies and the homettes got the wet wet to get my brain set for a drive-by suckas slippin' 40 sippin' 4 dippin' hittin' multiple switches laughin' at these punk sons of ******* unload my clips throw there bodies in the ditches cut off they ***** n leave it in they mouth so they know the south aint no joke loc cuz we smoke suckas til they wesley snipes color brothers like me bound for the penitentiary its a gang were all the low-lifes hang but things don't ever change im trapped inside a maze with much blunder i could've have been successful maybe if the hood didn't take me under!!! so many after me cuz we enticed to the same epitome rap is mind my mind is rap can't shake the flaks see my homie in the caddy rollin' with tha **** daddy gangsta mack kickin' drag to all the hoes with big ***** skipped hardknock classes went straight to hoods college gainin' knowledge graduated with honors from the big timers tellin' me how to make a move and don't get caught up in the groove u gots to play it smooth and be vigilant on ya closest friends cuz they'll pretend to be ya homies but after ya dividends thinkin' this bank roll they gone spend? but i lends my lue to no one only a gun up in ya grill piece thats the only peace i see you laying and becomin' one with death heartbeats slow no hards breath when i commence to ****** know ya never heard of me cuz i strike unexpectedly im makin' money by the ton thats on the one son ull catch me rollin' in a pimped out 97 honda maybe id be better off dead if the hood wouldn't take me under!!!
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Aug 24, 2015
Aug 24, 2015 at 6:57 PM UTC
If the urban didn't take me Unda
its the rip comin' up with much reps i keeps my eyes on the prize g'yeah i improvised on a uprise cuttin' all the dead weight competition my ammunition keep suckas in suspension or lock down when i come around i clown with the homies and the homettes got the wet wet to get my brain set for a drive-by suckas slippin' 40 sippin' 4 dippin' hittin' multiple switches laughin' at these punk sons of ******* unload my clips throw there bodies in the ditches cut off they ***** n leave it in they mouth so they know the south aint no joke loc cuz we smoke suckas til they wesley snipes color brothers like me bound for the penitentiary its a gang were all the low-lifes hang but things don't ever change im trapped inside a maze with much blunder i could've have been successful maybe if the hood didn't take me under!!! so many after me cuz we enticed to the same epitome rap is mind my mind is rap can't shake the flaks see my homie in the caddy rollin' with tha **** daddy gangsta mack kickin' drag to all the hoes with big ***** skipped hardknock classes went straight to hoods college gainin' knowledge graduated with honors from the big timers tellin' me how to make a move and don't get caught up in the groove u gots to play it smooth and be vigilant on ya closest friends cuz they'll pretend to be ya homies but after ya dividends thinkin' this bank roll they gone spend? but i lends my lue to no one only a gun up in ya grill piece thats the only peace i see you laying and becomin' one with death heartbeats slow no hards breath when i commence to ****** know ya never heard of me cuz i strike unexpectedly im makin' money by the ton thats on the one son ull catch me rollin' in a pimped out 97 honda maybe id be better off dead if the hood wouldn't take me under!!!
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young lovers know that traggic passion blind to failure blind to everything that doesnt see them togather. So in early morning passion just befor light. they slip off togather dreams and hope taken along for the ride. long brown chessnut colored hair flowing out the window along with are dreams. A fence post marker the road togther holds a certin magic it seems. Love made from state to state the waterfall to which we did race skinny dippin togather by that old forgoten place Your naked beauty etched within my mind along with the hapinees reflected from your face. Broke down in blue springs Missouri. Now i dont question why your eyes were overcast with worry. Apart the nightmare cant erase thoose nights spent laying in blissful silence your head apon my chest. Memories depend apon your view. I 'll just kiss the that jasmine scented southern breeze for the rest. My darlin I ask fingers interlocked with time my heart what shall be are plan. A tear touches that vision of a face. As you recall the memories of when togather we ran.
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Oct 22, 2009
Oct 22, 2009 at 6:16 AM UTC
When Togather We Ran
When pain upon pain becomes the rhythm of the season, the day of healing falls short of now. When beauty in Jah becomes a greedy boat, then my bitter white dress I will pull up to above my ankles and excuse myself. Dancers jumpin’, rollin’ their thunder, dippin’ their hips till the men start to rumble, dancer woman watch that young girl toil; gather in your jealous heart old woman, she’s here to work. Make room old ladies, our daughters are a comin’, you’re youth goes in the locker room; your privies go in a flower box. October 16, 2010
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Jul 24, 2013
Jul 24, 2013 at 10:03 PM UTC
Flower Box Old
You know, it's funny, I had that ringing in my ear. You know, that funny feeling, A tinglin' in my ear. So I went a snoopin' And it's what I've always feared. He was creepin' He was sleepin' With all the volunteers. "Volunteer?" With all the volunteers. "Volunteers! What?" Yes, with all the volunteers. He was rollin' He was dippin' He was flippin' He was eatin'- "Volunteers!" With all the volunteers.
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Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 8:44 PM UTC
His Business
I forgot the lyrics I forgot the melody to the song called love Sing me the song old lover sing me the song old friend How did they drown that night? the two lost lovers did drown at midnight. They drowned in the middle of the night. they fought for love they fought for life eternal. true love brought them together that night they took each others hand, said lets go skinny dippin for the very last time. See they were rebels, they were fighters who wanted for their love. And they got caught, skinny dippin at night they held each others hands tight and Never let go... You see I forgot the tale of the two dead lovers that were starry eyed Held fate in their hands and decided to swim for love. Yet they both drowned holding each others hand. Lets remember not to fight lets remember not to love for the two dead lovers did sadly drown at night I want to live not for you, or anyone else I am greedy I am selfish lets forget how to love and never look back at the two lovers who did drown
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Apr 22, 2013
Apr 22, 2013 at 2:24 AM UTC
two dead lovers
Condoms, oil burners, shattered glass The homeless homies homemade shizz Now Chris can't sit still in class Pounding the pavement with kisses to heaven All hustlers sell Dippin Dots Wrapped in latex Liquid to vapor overkills The loss of will From after parties after hours Romancing the ****** On the corners Quag **** hits schism Asphalt littered with Shattered flowers Them chicks on the streets Ladies of the night Its matter of fact Mr. Hightower / boulevard's class For the hard *** **** poor "G" learning how To trample through his ghetto As she masters each one ******* hand / jive and mashed Chris and his gang Up for sale (hot-damn **** jello ***** For white hyperions and Black mellow Cached Out / yellow bellied / thin Such barefooted souls Marrow Easiest to break When already hollow... (Guilt and shame is a gun To the temple And heart Chambers Such souls all hollow) Those Outs Within...
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Jun 2, 2017
Jun 2, 2017 at 7:15 AM UTC
Jive & Mashed
Woke up this morning With an empty bottle of Patron Three pairs of ******* What went on is truly unknown Music is still playing The fridge has got Champagne Brunet, Blond, and Red Head Let's do it all again Let's go skinny dippin in the moon light With three girls that's alright Nothing could be more right To party like we did last night Let's do it all over again Play strip poker till no one wins Drink Sam Adams naked This is to fun not to do it again.
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Nov 30, 2013
Nov 30, 2013 at 3:14 PM UTC
Do It Again
when night comes around i turn that frown upside down i know its time to party even if im sittin in my room thats 1 person to this 8th of shrooms smokin **** in the bedroom     i got a back door so i open it straight up i be scopin it no 5O then im smokin it get to the homboys house they ask me if i got **** to smokin em with pullin out a half ounce and tell em we can start with this 40 sippin me and my ****** dippin smashin on these ******* that be trippin
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Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 4:20 PM UTC
Untitled
Why, why, why do I always lie? I bite my tongue I go with the flow Things don't phase me But they do Keep your mind clear But your body is sick All those fears you're dealing with Are coming true Looks like someone finally beat you It was going to happen You couldn't run away from it Trying to make sense of everything Can I?... Baby? Go a little reckless Maybe sell myself short Stop holding back from these things These thoughts These actions Go have a drink Run back down my rabbit hole Numb My sweet little home of nothingness I can't I'm better than this Am I really though?... Maybe? You're lost Maybe too lost this time Playing with fire you're gonna get burned Stupid girl you knew how this story ends Maybe it'll be better this time No Make a choice Be better I can't The darkness is back Stop lying It never left Did it? ... Maybe? In the end it doesn't matter Nothing does Why would it It's all lies You call yourself real A real phony I guess I'm just lost I always have been Never really learned how to love Always worried about being free Oh baby girl he's under your skin So why keep letting him in? Masochistic girl I just wanna be okay You're never gonna be safe Tell me more lies?... Maybe? We be trippin’ Dippin’ Slippin’ Into this position No way out but submission You can't break me Can you?... Maybe? I'll be better I got my voice back But at what toll That dark person isn't about to just let you go She's back for good You officially lost yourself Help me?... Baby?
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Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 7:52 PM UTC
*** Lies, and Other Things
Why, why, why do I always lie? I bite my tongue I go with the flow Things don't phase me But they do Keep your mind clear But your body is sick All those fears you're dealing with Are coming true Looks like someone finally beat you It was going to happen You couldn't run away from it Trying to make sense of everything Can I?... Baby? Go a little reckless Maybe sell myself short Stop holding back from these things These thoughts These actions Go have a drink Run back down my rabbit hole Numb My sweet little home of nothingness I can't I'm better than this Am I really though?... Maybe? You're lost Maybe too lost this time Playing with fire you're gonna get burned Stupid girl you knew how this story ends Maybe it'll be better this time No Make a choice Be better I can't The darkness is back Stop lying It never left Did it? ... Maybe? In the end it doesn't matter Nothing does Why would it It's all lies You call yourself real A real phony I guess I'm just lost I always have been Never really learned how to love Always worried about being free Oh baby girl he's under your skin So why keep letting him in? Masochistic girl I just wanna be okay You're never gonna be safe Tell me more lies?... Maybe? We be trippin’ Dippin’ Slippin’ Into this position No way out but submission You can't break me Can you?... Maybe? I'll be better I got my voice back But at what toll That dark person isn't about to just let you go She's back for good You officially lost yourself Help me?... Baby?
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yo come home cut the tv on and what did i see? another ***** killed by police brutality in reality them whites folks be trying to dismissed real **** sayin' "all lives matters?" how when all i see is my peoples blood shatter ? on the pavement injustices cuz the system prejudice only whites see justice **** it i roll blackwoods n shaking my head with a corona in my right hand clip close to my hip and ya know im quick to rip **** up I wish a cop would try to **** me up? Ill bust till I emptyyy my whole clip just like they do to us Quite dangerous but its a must aint nothing changed since slavery real ****** aint in the streets just a bunch of fools rappin' on beats i never beat my feet im too old for that so i prefer bustin' my gat and puttin' popos on they back check my raider hat pushed backwards with a fat sack ya know im strollin'.rollin' through the yellowstone blvd stay hard from the streets of tre ward we stay ready for war so if ya local authorities want beef ill show ya beef closed casket and a reef no disrespect though this just an brutal honest scenario how many funerals? will ****** be in this year no nation even droppin' tears? and when we break out the fear watch how many white folks clear theyll come out the blue The news be urgin u put it in a state of emergency quick urgency call the national guard cuz blacks is on the guard we gone wake up soon and put amerikkkas in her tomb Where she belongs no more babies just abortions deadening **** im in love with seeing dead critcs n politics in a casket though raised a ******* this game i learned I got mastered no heart from me though let the rain pour my lyrics make brains sore as i bring the reign guns bust ya know its bloodstains Itll take at least 2 decades to drain taka snort of ******* then im dippin' the scene with an ounce of green n lean too clean for this story though just lettin' ya know how i feel so just know our time is commin' like Baghdad I'll be bombin' silence with violence check the 100 round drum tommies hummin' Uh what??
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Mar 19, 2016
Mar 19, 2016 at 9:46 AM UTC
I Got a Real Story to Tell
yo come home cut the tv on and what did i see? another ***** killed by police brutality in reality them whites folks be trying to dismissed real **** sayin' "all lives matters?" how when all i see is my peoples blood shatter ? on the pavement injustices cuz the system prejudice only whites see justice **** it i roll blackwoods n shaking my head with a corona in my right hand clip close to my hip and ya know im quick to rip **** up I wish a cop would try to **** me up? Ill bust till I emptyyy my whole clip just like they do to us Quite dangerous but its a must aint nothing changed since slavery real ****** aint in the streets just a bunch of fools rappin' on beats i never beat my feet im too old for that so i prefer bustin' my gat and puttin' popos on they back check my raider hat pushed backwards with a fat sack ya know im strollin'.rollin' through the yellowstone blvd stay hard from the streets of tre ward we stay ready for war so if ya local authorities want beef ill show ya beef closed casket and a reef no disrespect though this just an brutal honest scenario how many funerals? will ****** be in this year no nation even droppin' tears? and when we break out the fear watch how many white folks clear theyll come out the blue The news be urgin u put it in a state of emergency quick urgency call the national guard cuz blacks is on the guard we gone wake up soon and put amerikkkas in her tomb Where she belongs no more babies just abortions deadening **** im in love with seeing dead critcs n politics in a casket though raised a ******* this game i learned I got mastered no heart from me though let the rain pour my lyrics make brains sore as i bring the reign guns bust ya know its bloodstains Itll take at least 2 decades to drain taka snort of ******* then im dippin' the scene with an ounce of green n lean too clean for this story though just lettin' ya know how i feel so just know our time is commin' like Baghdad I'll be bombin' silence with violence check the 100 round drum tommies hummin' Uh what??
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How to define my crush? She gave me a look and my blood rushed One look, one touch, one kiss Finding true love is not less than a bliss When I saw her hair, the first time It felt like waterfall, so divine Pretty, pretty, pretty thats all I could mumble How am I gonna talk to her, she seems so humble Then Her brown eyes made me wonder That girl is no less than a thunder Black jeans, red top and blue shoes She is the one, I know, Im ******* Her green nail polish and cute voice I don't have to flaunt of my choice She has a killer laugh, dont fall for that You haven't seen allI, it's just a draft Her lips are red like if strawberry coated When I saw them, I became so devoted Dippin my toes in the water and no one knows Im thinking about her still cant get close Was it all in real time? Or was it just in my mind? She was just a crush I couldn't define....
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Aug 3, 2018
Aug 3, 2018 at 2:52 PM UTC
How to Define My Crush?
Dippin the pole looking for bites not the bad kind, ya know spirits taking their toll fishing the night alone I am, at the show Pushing my bait patience in spades playin tease, with my rod not waiting for fate wearin my shades but not a nibble, how odd I like em wild and I like em free maybe a little, unhinged no fight that's mild as heated degrees slightly and somewhat, I'm singed Give me a look we'll meet in the middle a simple, bedded wish baby' we'll cook solving the riddles angling, for crazy fish
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Jul 28, 2017
Jul 28, 2017 at 8:48 AM UTC
Perfectly, touched
Come here baby girl I like the way ya lips lickin' As the sweat tricklin' down ya golden brown skin Let's polish the sin as I breeze like the wind I'm just flowing blowing air dont really care About ya lion hair as I stare gazin' you so amazin' Got me phasin' out of my fantasy drawin' me into reality I realize you the one for me I feel like Tony Starks an Iron Man and yes we can form a reign band Hurricane portals of money flow see me on the go Know the feelin' is natural love your sparkle Candle light mentality smilin' at me Bringing much ecstasy lay out your creativity I know they don't honor your beauty but admire your ***** its my duty To keep ya mind a clicking finger lickin' As I watch ya hips rotate like rotisserie chicken Got me trippin' mad haters dippin' set trippin' Cuz they see our energy grow sow below The skyline clouds paintin' a perfect design No player lines im just tryna to re-design ya mind You'll never find a thirst like mines Cravin' for your attention so I'm misbehavin' Play a black Raven stay coverin' your heart's haven No need to be ashamed of ya sins back bends I'll take for you laying clues to glue Your mind on me let's face the issue Babygirl its just me and you a skillful team of two
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Jun 18, 2019
Jun 18, 2019 at 9:39 PM UTC
My Lily the One n Only
Who can hang with the flow None so suckas don't wanna go toe to toe Blow for blow we shuttin' down any shows Yo I be rippin'and then dippin' Tearin' up emcees Like slams of Scottie Pippen my clips in Begins mad *********** static the stations Once I step to the nation makin' innovations My team's basically waiting invoking Satan Many not Makin? Their moves ya vital signs leakin' homes I'mma keep rappin' til in a funeral home I'm makin' rap mortuaries to every body who get buried And married into the afterworld it varies Scenarios carry easily we hurry hotter than jamacian curry Lookin' at my right hand my pistol grip pumpin' Increase hearts ya jumpin' ivs dumping Tryna keep you alive bumpin' all jive yo we always into something..... My ****** rate dominate in all states undercover I'll annihilate And humiliate to those that wanna test thier fates I'm makin' casket crates three in a row seven each That means twenty one bodies leach I preach What I teach never a leech ya contracts breach Eulogy given flows hit like Julius Jackson stickin' Uppercuts from ya head to gut ya know what We bout to do **** ya crew like soundview Feel the blast spin around adversaries like Taz Leave a destructive path death gets the last laugh Powerful paragraphs that entice blood baths Master the craft still layin' my grande shaft A **** ero sick with the turntable beatin' labels She feelin' on my cables my necklace ain't no checkin' this Yo this ****** Ludacris number one spot I keep locked Like an Alcatraz prison spiritually risen Ya mentals genuflected from the music that christens Who can hang with the flow None so suckas don't wanna go toe to toe Blow for blow we shuttin' down any shows
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Sep 16, 2018
Sep 16, 2018 at 5:18 AM UTC
Blow 4 Blow (They Can't Hang So)
Who can hang with the flow None so suckas don't wanna go toe to toe Blow for blow we shuttin' down any shows Yo I be rippin'and then dippin' Tearin' up emcees Like slams of Scottie Pippen my clips in Begins mad *********** static the stations Once I step to the nation makin' innovations My team's basically waiting invoking Satan Many not Makin? Their moves ya vital signs leakin' homes I'mma keep rappin' til in a funeral home I'm makin' rap mortuaries to every body who get buried And married into the afterworld it varies Scenarios carry easily we hurry hotter than jamacian curry Lookin' at my right hand my pistol grip pumpin' Increase hearts ya jumpin' ivs dumping Tryna keep you alive bumpin' all jive yo we always into something..... My ****** rate dominate in all states undercover I'll annihilate And humiliate to those that wanna test thier fates I'm makin' casket crates three in a row seven each That means twenty one bodies leach I preach What I teach never a leech ya contracts breach Eulogy given flows hit like Julius Jackson stickin' Uppercuts from ya head to gut ya know what We bout to do **** ya crew like soundview Feel the blast spin around adversaries like Taz Leave a destructive path death gets the last laugh Powerful paragraphs that entice blood baths Master the craft still layin' my grande shaft A **** ero sick with the turntable beatin' labels She feelin' on my cables my necklace ain't no checkin' this Yo this ****** Ludacris number one spot I keep locked Like an Alcatraz prison spiritually risen Ya mentals genuflected from the music that christens Who can hang with the flow None so suckas don't wanna go toe to toe Blow for blow we shuttin' down any shows
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Before it was arguing and disagreements that lent it's time to them, but now that contact was scarce little jokes that made up their conversation. Anything from her inability to speak english, or the creation of her own language that couldn't be English nor Japanese, but somewhere in-between had taken up their messages, crossing the screen back and forth. A few weeks ago it could've been laughter over a text book assignment her teacher gave her, and last night, it was about how much she craved pizza from the Snack Shack and mom's home made dippin' Chicken. The reply being something along the lines of, "Me cook" pursued by bubbly laughter. it's these little jokes and joys that help.
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Oct 11, 2016
Oct 11, 2016 at 9:06 PM UTC
Little Jokes
Suckas know to give up once my mack lifts up Ya soul blood losing control soon to stroll Down to the valley of death row Skulls and bones So know ya role guns stay turning bodies cold So know the protocol ****** be dumber than Cole ******* get ***** to mack sales pitch leave em sowed like a stitch soon to be bewitched Rich as Mitch mon son of a Vatican Assassin my flows blasting Like falling stars scarred from my mental barbed wires Fools tumblin' like clothes insids of a dryer vocals growin' higher Let the sigh out it's just the death angels out Seekin' to devour lost souls in the darkest hour Reigning with shower growing in power every hour Collapsing minds like the event of the Twin Towers Nine eleven I ascended from hell to heaven I'm Spawn caped in vibranium laced my cranium With coke and *** sound the drums It's just fools exiting the  earth platform Entering into another dimension and you can tell by the sounds of their humss....(ye dead **** Fools claim peace once they see my pistol piece Set to releash ending your lease folded like a crease Straight beast on the microphone never roam in the dangerzone alone I hang where lions be standing on the throne I'm Simba lookin' for a Nalas chocha my bars roast ya Pass cajun taking over every station No more hesitatin' we came with ammunition Guns is clickin' objects torn from the rippin' Bodies flyin' like Pippen let the bloodshed then I'm dippin' Up out of scene focused on green like Al Love and happiness ain't always bliss haters miss The point I'm tryna spread positivity But they be takin' me off my paths  gravity Thinking they can battle me causin war casualities Look at me? You cant hang with the witty Im harder than cold tittites fools talk itty bittty The be sweeter than Hello Kitty Ducked taped mouth yellow tape scenes Now ya hauled by the coroner's limousine Chasing the cream I chill like mobb boss Paulie Undercover so you fools will never find me
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Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 9:35 PM UTC
GIVE UP JUST GIVE UP
Suckas know to give up once my mack lifts up Ya soul blood losing control soon to stroll Down to the valley of death row Skulls and bones So know ya role guns stay turning bodies cold So know the protocol ****** be dumber than Cole ******* get ***** to mack sales pitch leave em sowed like a stitch soon to be bewitched Rich as Mitch mon son of a Vatican Assassin my flows blasting Like falling stars scarred from my mental barbed wires Fools tumblin' like clothes insids of a dryer vocals growin' higher Let the sigh out it's just the death angels out Seekin' to devour lost souls in the darkest hour Reigning with shower growing in power every hour Collapsing minds like the event of the Twin Towers Nine eleven I ascended from hell to heaven I'm Spawn caped in vibranium laced my cranium With coke and *** sound the drums It's just fools exiting the  earth platform Entering into another dimension and you can tell by the sounds of their humss....(ye dead **** Fools claim peace once they see my pistol piece Set to releash ending your lease folded like a crease Straight beast on the microphone never roam in the dangerzone alone I hang where lions be standing on the throne I'm Simba lookin' for a Nalas chocha my bars roast ya Pass cajun taking over every station No more hesitatin' we came with ammunition Guns is clickin' objects torn from the rippin' Bodies flyin' like Pippen let the bloodshed then I'm dippin' Up out of scene focused on green like Al Love and happiness ain't always bliss haters miss The point I'm tryna spread positivity But they be takin' me off my paths  gravity Thinking they can battle me causin war casualities Look at me? You cant hang with the witty Im harder than cold tittites fools talk itty bittty The be sweeter than Hello Kitty Ducked taped mouth yellow tape scenes Now ya hauled by the coroner's limousine Chasing the cream I chill like mobb boss Paulie Undercover so you fools will never find me
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