"fakin" poems
Some say I entertain
But I write to maintain
My own **** down my own lane
You want **** go ask mane
Maybe I ask for fame
Probably go for the money and dames
Go on rari's and cadi's instead of trains
Or atleast go lit over all my mains (If I had some)
Everybody I know now they stains
One thing to another so quick they been prayin
For justice, to be loved, some **** they all be sayin
Maybe y'all expect me to be slayin
But nah I am payin
Taxes and rent I owe
From this person I been fakin
Maybe now I'm on a low
Started off high but **** happens you know
Like riding a car and you get stopped to tow
Maybe I look worse, dusty like I came from the dough
Or ***** as **** like my other boys' fro
But for real tho
No roast no show
Maybe I need this to grow
Harsh when you on your own on the road
I'm seeing **** too early hoppin like a toad
Like seeing a video on youtube and it forgot to load
Probably changed so much I am hard to decode
May be considered weird but I guess that's my mode
So I don't write to entertain
I don't want all that fame
**** the world now I love the train
But I write to explain.
One's mind trying to be sane
Apr 1, 2017
Apr 1, 2017 at 7:55 PM UTC
Venus on our mountain top
Shutting down your silly game!
Mars, you'd better STOP!
For VENUS is the FAME!
WE'VE GOT IT!
Yeah, baby, we got it...
We are Venus... we are fire...
For Mars desire...
**Quit your loud hollerin'...
This here is MARS!
No fakin'... just mucsles flexin'
We've got battle scars...
WE'VE GOT IT!
Yeah... and we'll flaunt it!
We're from Mars...
Don't come to mock
In your Venusian frocks...**
HA!! Don't you accuse!
You're jealous of our muse!
What is your excuse...
You know you're gonna LOSE!!
'Cause we got it!
Yeah, baby... we got it!
We're from Venus. ..
You can't beat us...
You cannot read us...
Yeah... We're your Venus
We are freed... your dire need! !
**WHAT?!! You talkin' to me?!!
I'm not green with jealousy
All just petty lunacy
To a ridiculous degree..
You don't have it!
Honey you never got it!
We're your Martians
Your only direction
In this contention!**
Why do we fuss and fight?
It just ain't right!
We're each other's light
Against the night...
**We need to shed the armor
Because we need each other
Time shouldn't matter...
WE GOT UNTIL FOREVER! !!**
*WE GOT IT! !!
Yeah baby we got it!
Venus/Mars... they both are ours
WE LOVE IT! !!!*
SoulSurvivor
Rhymesmith
Oct 5, 2014
Oct 5, 2014 at 4:02 PM UTC
[Hook: Legacy]
Lock me up throw away the key
I'll make sure I won't stop
If you make sure it's wet for me
You got me trapped for life
I'm probably gonna die in you
Prisoner inside I'm a prisoner inside you
[Verse 1: Legacy]
Imagine your face after our lips touch
One time it's cool for you to kiss your daddy
You say that your last couldn't make you bust
Well baby my love will make you trigger happy
Once you let it off it's gonna sound like
I'm a bring yo **** back and put it down like
I Know that I'm good I got that loud pipe
They hear it outside (baby don't that sound like... ***
Baby come hear I swear I'll slow it down
All you kno is weak and stroke
Well I'm wat you don't know about
We close I know I know ***** got you opened now
Into deep in that ************ hope he drownds
Started talkin **** like I couldn't hold it down
Baby came up broke I know **** sure dat ain't oprahs child
She love tha *** so much that she wrote her vows
This is my third strike I guess I'm goin down
[Hook: Legacy]
Lock me up throw away the key
I'll make sure I won't stop
If you make sure it's wet for me
You got me trapped for life
I'm probably gonna die in you
Prisoner inside I'm a prisoner inside you
Lock me up throw away the key
I'll make sure I won't stop
If you make sure it's wet for me
You got me trapped for life
I'm probably gonna die in you
Prisoner inside I'm a prisoner inside you
[Verse 2: Legacy]
I asked her for a rubber (I asked her for a rubber)
She said that she ain't got one (she said that she ain't got one)
I said I'll only do one pump then
**** it I ain't stoppin
She said that she can't *** no more
Can I catch my breath please? "I said yeah"
She dozed off then woke up to a wet dream
She told me stop it *****
I can't be around you bust when you touch it
And now I'm ****** when I think about you
She asked me how I do it? and I'm like "hell if I know"
My toungue just hunting gold your ***** El Dorado
And I'm enjoying it never ashamed
My head could stay under that blancket for days
You'll have to pull me away
Now her belly wasn't fakin'
She waz humble to my gift cause she said she couldn't take it
I don't kno why they act like prison is the worst place
As long as it's witchu I'll be missing every court date
[Hook: Legacy]
Lock me up throw away the key
I'll make sure I won't stop
If you make sure it's wet for me
You got me trapped for life
I'm probably gonna die in you
Prisoner inside I'm a prisoner inside you
Lock me up throw away the key
I'll make sure I won't stop
If you make sure it's wet for me
You got me trapped for life
I'm probably gonna die in you
Prisoner inside I'm a prisoner inside you
Nov 22, 2013
Nov 22, 2013 at 1:25 PM UTC
Always gonna want your name
Sharpied
At the front of my shirt
Always gonna scream from the stands the way I did for you
And just fake the way I do, my lungs stay true
Never gonna
Stop missing the way your mouth wanted air
But when it had my lips?
For air, it no longer cared
Though my lips may be shared with the cold until they're blue
I'll just fake the way I do, my lips stay true
Always hated it
When you ran your fingers through my one curl
I worked so hard!
But you never ceased
And you loved it up
Tucked up in a bun and you melted over me like butter
Wish I could recreate the lines on my skin you drew
Still fakin' the way I do, my hair and skin? Are true
Forever I'm going to sit
Unprepared
Move my mind in stills to touch your translucency
Never seen eyes so fixed, they stuck to me
Baby you know me, I look everywhere
But only have eyes for you
So I'll fake the way I do, my eyes stay true
And the way my heart used to twirl
Like a heart-wrought lover with a head of curls
My life was a movie
When the feature ended you were an actor
Captured by the role of raptures
Tired of faking what was always there
Problems nesting themselves in my hair to my brain
To my eyes
My lungs
They all tell me I have no room, to be with you
But they can all just fake it, 'cause my heart stays true.
Nov 6, 2011
Nov 6, 2011 at 3:09 PM UTC
I'm done wasting my time.
How can you live like this?
I tried to be your friend,
But you were fakin'.
After everything we've been through.
I saved you from yourself,
When you had no one else.
Now you walk past me like you don't know me.
But** you**wouldn't be alive if you didn't call me.
That night when you had no where else to go,
You were crying on the phone,
Sick to your stomach on the floor.
That night when you had no one else to call,
Sick to your stomach on the floor,
You were calling me like, Doctor!
"Doctor! Doctor!"
You're trying to live up to these expectations.
But realize I don't expect a thing.
Just open up a little.
Cuz this ain't riddle.
Spend ever minute thinking how you've used me.
Broken friendships might be endless.
Take back the time that I said we should end this.
Maybe if we just put this behind us,
Take off these blindfolds, see that we got trust.
You walk past me like you don't know me.
Spending your nights out with all my homies.
Maybe if you just cut out your ego,
Sever the ties, you gave me a reason.
Late last night you asked me nice,
But you burned one bridge,
Double crossed me twice,
Three strikes I'm over it.
Worst. Friends. Forever.
Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 7:11 PM UTC
Me: What can
what can i do
Too many people wishing you were dead,
(Do all that you can when you can do)
What can i do now
I hit rock bottom from the sky,
Cuz they go all crazy when i shine
Am so lucky that i didnt break my head
Am strong enough for the life ahead,
Never want them back
They stabb yah back,
Backbite yah back, orchestrate ya sorrows
Today and tommorrow
Like it alot when you go wrong
But we been friends for so **** long
My failure is the source of there laughter
But when together they be acting luster
Guess now ill run even faster,
Run even Faster pray even harder
********
Tryn harder to hurt me further, like my deadbeat father,
Nolonger givn a **** bout what i feel
But still im stronger like steel,
See i aint even wrong them,
I wonder why they do what they do
What can
what can i do
Too many people wishing you were dead,
(Do all that you can when you can do)
What can i do now
Turn my other cheek no
I rise above them all now
(Do all that you can when you can do)
Remember them days back when i didnt mind my back,
My backpack full o packed coke we be runnin them blocks cuz we blacks never relaying on luck i pick mosta them and the likes cut them some slack in my shack cuz they lackd,
We made a whole new home
They swore to never place greed before a ****** reciding them creeds like eminem,
before what we did in em streets to pull through,
my crew my life we cruise
We win we lose we floz
We never ceased to love
Is it too late...but it dawned on me it wasnt real
What can
what can i do
Too many people wishing you were dead,
(Do all that you can when you can do)
What can i do now
Turn my other cheek no
I rise above them all now
(Do all that you can when you can do)
We split tha ways cuz i wanted legit, no more fakin it ,a **** with a conscience look for a license protect the streets i raided cuz they raised me
Never place greed before a ****** is the creed we wrote you broke no longer broke you rich now but still robe the streets the many throats you slit for cults it occurred i hadto leave
I did the time for yall as you balled cuz i loved you all and you know how i loved Ael as her head you popped with them bullets
The same bullets i taught you to shoot
Give you the other cheek you sick,you know,
i had no other chic but Ael you weak freaks
Stick to them halls cuz im comin fo yer,
ill break my vows for her
Sending…
Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 5:05 AM UTC
sickem boy red tick, brindle that's my *****
**** dog, have a scratch when cat get an itch
born and bread parvo bigger by the litter
bitten by the sister to hit a lick blood bitter
feline forgot the fox, canine forgot the socks
cat crawls up walls and stalks down rocks
dogs calling out saying that cat's all claws
dogs can't talk after being walked into jaws
if cat's i give a **** dog ear will take a ****
you bury a bone just to re-awaken it
when i play it's real, brown nose is fakin it
he likes to roll in **** i leap away from it
dog will is human and a cat's will is stronger
cat summer is for hunters, dog years are longer
nine lives feels like yours with eight more
come on dog why we need all the hate for? hissssssss
Oct 7, 2021
Oct 7, 2021 at 10:49 PM UTC
There's some dangers to the game, some times you gotta watch out for where you put your **** cuz some of these ******* out here have death traps. If you hit the walls right, she'll come back the next night, next thing you know you're in a fight. Who is this person? How did we meet again? **** I feel like I'm six feet under, maybe ten.
In deep, but not losing sleep. Still workin, going to shows, lookin for new ho's. That's the life of a **** or one that wants to be, if you try to graduate, you'll get closer to degree. And it burns when it's not fun anymore, and you realize you're at square one once more.
And you keep chasing a ***** an imaginary person, someone who isn't worth it. She'll find you. That's the truth. You don't have to look for it, cuz it'll scoop you, like a cyclone.
Take you places you'd never thought you'd go. And then it's all ove.
Never talk to you again, I gotta keep it movin. I got **** to do, no time to worry about two.
Your **** is grimey, triflin, that's the only words I can think of, I want to put a rifle in, your imaginary mouth and blow it, see you later, you're gone, explosion. That's all I think of when I think about that, two chemicals went bad, and now there's combustion. I gotta cool off, see you later, I'm going to another river, I'm going to chase some paper. The finish line is far away, but I'm going to make it, and if anyone else tries to take it, then I know they're just fakin. Goodbye for now for good forever and never, again will I think about that person I wrote about in the beginning of this poem. **** it. I'm out of town.
Dec 21, 2012
Dec 21, 2012 at 4:29 AM UTC
Shindig Shaman he do say
Swinging and swaying
Swaying and swinging
Debbil in de prayer closet all **** day
Cursing and moaning
Moaning and cursing
Boss man lookin' for a man of the cloth
Never seen a witch doctor
Never in his life
From the look in Bill Morris' eyes
He's let it in
Deep. Deep, Deep so **** deep
Like a splinter cut off well under de nail
A thorn in his pride turned into something dangerous
Hidin' in de prayer closet, up in dere
Got up in de prayer closet safe and snug
()()()()()()()()()()()()
White collar black crow slipped around the corner
Said, "I heard you had a job for me"
Big Bill Morris lobbed a *** o' spit towards his face
Wiped off what was left of his smile
Turned to meet the shaking Shaman
Who was there to greet the fakin' man o' God
()()()()()()()()()()()
They turned their attention to the devil in Bill
With Bibles and crosses and charms and powders
They shook it all in da poor boys face
He started coughing and sure enuff
He coughed that demon right on out
Nobody had said a word
He turned around and walked out
Not even speaking to the priest or the Shaman
Who looked at each other expecting
A moral
Or
A punch line
Sensing none they quit each other's company
And returned to their respective homes
The only places they felt comfortable
In their own skin
And though their prayer closets had no demons
Neither had they anything else
And so they felt sorry for Bill Morris
Lonely tonight
And wondered if God dwelled with the other
Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 1:10 AM UTC
I dont look like Handy to you..but its like you draw a face on a ball and call me Wilson...don't think i don't know about your sin...I learned a lot in this world from ****** women...And you aint different...No You aint know saint...hold your complaints...they gon have to wait...You gonna listen to me I ain't no fake...I don't love them..we aint close friends...Im just a man..I know aint no Wilson......The best friend you ever had...Cuz he gives you what you need...until hes all up in your face and his air start to decrease...and his lips start to wear off and eyes disappear...because Your not the only women on the island this year...So whos Handy now...putting your feelings down...I mean I'm just me and he, hes not around...so which one do you want? the Ball you can control...or the man that ***** up..you already Know...You just fakin tho...remember this aint the first time I been a tool...that women wanted to use..A screwdriver thats no Handy...But used by all the Ladies......ps. not lately -Sign A ****** Super Hero
Jan 4, 2013
Jan 4, 2013 at 7:31 AM UTC
I aint fakin out on this,
Just wait till I go slit my wrist,
****** ******* got me ******
I'ts time for you to pay your time,
You pushed the limits took what's mine.
Then sit there like it's supposed to be fine,
Don't need you wastin all my time.
Feels just like a ****** crime,
I'm done with you time to resign,
Never again will I be on cloud nine.
Feb 12, 2011
Feb 12, 2011 at 9:30 PM UTC
Standing on morals and values
How you?
Sit here and not shed a tear
In this atmosphere
Hells been here my dear
Listen to the sounds of the wind
Paintin' an image you could see within
Soul dwellin' spells sailin'
Like boats on oceans
**** a notion and stop
Sippin' the mental potion
Nothing but poison causing noises
To the intellects
Folks so confused they dont
Know what to reject
Whats thrown at em
Pitches up and i bat em
Out the park
Slicker than John Starks
On the court
Light my spark **** in the dark
Take a trip through my mind
And let the chakras tingle your spine
Im genuine
So anxious notorious when my guns bust
Through the evils hearts
Of mankind no rewind
We going forward marchin'
While ya barkin'
At cars that be parked and
We clear benches from distances
Strong as stance
None could separate this
This part of yosef anthology
Who am i? Who are we?
Stuck in the game calles society
Pawns place carefully
Gotta strategize my moves swiftly
Or else they'll catch me
Slippin- destiny to the penitentiary
Or an early cemetery
Like young revolutionaries
No longer scared no fear
Mama dry yo tears and hear
Me talking to your mind javelin'
While my spirit travelin'
To unknown destinations
No subjugations make it through any situation of the litigation
No hesitation thugs in migrations
No imatitin' raw with our hits
No fakin' slam ya Blake Griffin
Got lots of guns
So dont be trippin' strippin'
Titles off men and men off titles
Im an ultimate rival
To the system its the survival
Of the fittest **** this
Life ill die broke than a slave
Cursed to the carnal sins of man
But then again
Spirits will guide me again
To where it all began
The garden of Eden
You'll see the demons risin' in earthly form
Next to you breathin'
Apr 5, 2017
Apr 5, 2017 at 3:23 AM UTC
uh im rude like awakening
knock those out who fakin' flakin'
like they frosted i leave ya exhausted
hard to see me when them black ants
crawlin' over eye visions cuz my visions
dehydrate your precisions
stingin' ya harder the bees like wind to breeze
ya cant slow me yall haters below me
bring force like kinobi just show me
yo head so i can fill it with led down goes yo bread
tears in the hearts of families fatalities bring joy to me
emcees beware ya in for a scare no truth or dare
pause ya like ya in a stare
first glare ya see im in ya shadows
check my plateau ruthless as Don Vito evils we see no
remorse for those who try to show
**out they *** we never chased the cash**
we burned out like brass true with me class
yall dont want no clash
dancin' with the titan fast as lightening
strike so compellin' enticin' frightening
no late night news can fused or abuse
our images we mass murderers lowerin' percentages
of those in advantage we bringin' mo' carnage
than the average savage live in havoc
dont thread the best unless ya wanna die like the rest
ease my stress with totes of canibus while yall diss
im chillin' like maximus
full potential we never been bought out chips just sought out
takin' over islands reestablish demands with illegal contrabands
one man stand
dont need no fan feel me i be the straight loco true colo
*** hole by nature too a few bites from forbidden manzana**
makin' miracles like ana
from lyrical content bites critics like piranhas sound the black madonna whos gonna?
**stop me once i began the tears so ***** *** commentators beware**
Feb 25, 2017
Feb 25, 2017 at 1:19 PM UTC
rappin the cool words down
upon the streets the jake
fakin the love we make
rapin the mind with lies
..........
dyin aint pretty
but its mine
what's mine?
...dyin...
why am i dyin?
.
i got my pride
__________
seein the human form
in bodies hardly alive
fakin the love we make
a hell on earth
outta heaven
.
but at least we cool
and its easier than tryin
to set the story right
Sep 7, 2011
Sep 7, 2011 at 4:15 PM UTC
rappin the cool words down
upon the streets the jake
fakin the love we make
rapin the mind with lies
..........
dyin aint pretty
but its mine
what's mine?
...dyin...
why am i dyin?
.
i got my pride
__________
seein the human form
in bodies hardly alive
fakin the love we make
a hell on earth
outta heaven
.
but at least we cool
and its easier than tryin
to set the story right
Sep 7, 2011
Sep 7, 2011 at 4:18 PM UTC
Look at em.
Where did he get
the marker to make the sign?
Where did he get the sign from?
I bet he stole that jacket.
I bet he fakin too.
He don’t look *****
enough to be homeless.
Uh-unnn, that lady
must be stupid
she just gave him some
money. Must be scared.
I bet he go straight
to the liquor store
or to go get some drug.
Mhmmmm,
they never fool me.
drives off
Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 8:24 PM UTC
I never really finish my poems
I just stop workin on them
I could just stop here but I feel I need to tell you something
I'm not confessing to anything
Last I checked you were contesting my every move
At first I felt like we were connecting
Now it turns out you were fakin it
I remember being happy tellin the guys I was wingin it
Do you remember our first song? Well I was singin it every morning
I pleasured watchin you yawning
Remember picnics watchin the sun dawning?
I swear girl that was the glory
But then you left, I aint mourning
Now that I think about it we were just *****
Aug 29, 2015
Aug 29, 2015 at 5:55 AM UTC
yea bro i could see prophecy
laying on my conscious vividly
got enemies in a flee
as i tick like a flea penching nerves cant dogde or curve
my intellect which selects
from semi to auto my frame
blowin up like octane no remains
cuz that ******* numb my brain
straight insane i can hear the rain against my window pane
its sunshine and darkness at the same time bust through the rhymes entice crimes
once i open my mind pack twin nines while puffin on pine
let the bass thump for alpine
one time
gotta look out scopin with my optics operation ghetto hard to let go
of all of the pain as i strain
every ounce of this jane
man i miss my homies
who died and gone
but every now and then
i hear them through this song
wind blows against my temple
maybe its my ancestors speakin to me
now i got the power of nat turner
lookin for my adversaries with the burner
uh i create more chaos than Bagdad
check the mystics out my Goodie Bag yea
yea popped off my collar tag
Gave up my house and the jag
refused the goodie bag
that the government handed me see me
I be in hibernation secrecy
with all types of weaponry
from guns to arrows keep eyes on the sparrow
**** the modern day Pharoah
even though they want six feet below
but my conscious risen
awaken opened my mind up from bakin'
no Time for fakin' takin'
every chance I get
to crus corporate ******
then let the maggots
feed off there earthly flesh I can attest
as I bomb this muthaphukka
and put all my adversaries to rest
know I'm seyin
Sep 21, 2016
Sep 21, 2016 at 9:51 PM UTC
uh im rude like awakening knock those out who fakin'
flakin' like they frosted i leave ya exhaushted
hard to see me when them black ants
crawlin' over eye visions cuz my visions
dehydrate your precisions
stingin' ya harder the bees like wind to breeze
ya cant slow me yall haters below me
bring force like kinobi just show me
yo head so i can fill it with led down goes yo bread
tears in the hearts of families fatalities bring joy to me
emcees beware ya in for a scare no truth or dare
pause ya like a stare first glare ya see
im in ya shadows check my plateau ruthless as Don Vito
evils we see no remorse for those who try to show
out they *** we never chased the cash
we burned out like brass true with me class
yall dont want clash dancin' with the titan fast as lightening
strike so compellin' enticin' frightening
no late night news can fused or abuse
our images we mass murderers lowerin' percentages
of those in advantage we bringin' mo' carnage
than the average savage live in havoc
dont thread the best unless ya wanna die like the rest
ease my stress with totes of canibus while yall diss
im chillin' like maximus full potential
we never bought out chips just sought out
takin' over islands reestablish demands
with illegal contrabands one man stand dont need no fan
feel me i be the straight loco true colo *** hole by nature
too a few bites from forbidden manzana
makin' miracles like ana from lyrical content
bites critics like piranhas sound the black madonna whos gonna?
stop me once i began the tears
so you imitators
commentators beware
Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 2:43 AM UTC
keep the top ten in my bio
you can check it
if you want to
got my head in the chamber
i split my choices
pour some from my cup
im still life im up
for these flames long dead and gone
we take off this mask
walk weak from the doorways
take up my severed finger
print nine copies
if ya love me
give me power
im good for keepin secrets
and naughty messages
i make the digits in ya bank accounts
dont descibe me
in god we trust
all-seeing eye
owl i trust
scrape away my image
im inside a time capsule
secure in my possession
ignorant but factual
diver in my psyche
cycle through me fakin
take the paychecks
but im not tripping on i keep
kickback stimulus
keep a clean coater in my desk
black envelopes and all the rest
if ya own me for a picture
on the deck i must confess
a lie to make believe
and keep the truth and toss the key
and keep me in the lucid dream.
Apr 12, 2017
Apr 12, 2017 at 5:16 PM UTC
i hate the wold & the people who live in
i know dont love me
theyre just fakin it
Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 7:29 AM UTC
Take a risk, take a chance
Make a change, and breakaway
Don't let life rule you
Be the ruler of your own life
You can make it
You best believe it
I aint just saying it
You just aint seeing it
Slip on them shades
Drown them all in the earthquake of who I know you to be
Beautiful and deadly
Make them surrender or better yet leave
Leave em all gawking like fish out of thier bowls
Though they'll never let you see it show
Tryna figure out how they got it so wrong
And you got what they call 'gold'
That fire in your eyes
That smile on your lips
Fighting and fighting even when you feel closest to beaten broken
And how even when you're beaten
You still fall gracefully
*** you got what they be chasing
No i'm not just saying it
The truth is i'm not fakin it
I've seen it
But I can't tell ya
That's not for me to tell ya
So you best just believe me
When I tell you
You need to find it within you
Hold it close
Don't let it go now
Hold on till it's dark now
Hold on till it's hard to
Even when it hurts to
Know that even the greatest fall, too
But still remain great
Because they found out where the secret lies too
and so can you,
Believe in yourself
n you'll make it through...
- haych
.....I feel passion course through my veins
sudden determination I cant constrain
your words are magic and work like a balm
I'm hypnotized, word after word, serene n calm
they give me hope, I remember my place
insuppressible smiles adorn my face
I feel like myself, you hold me together.
you make me do things I haven't done in forever.
your words transform into power
that I now possess.
with you by my side, I can aim for success.
i wander down the track unused for ages,
I ponder about things that haunted me like plagues
I stand up, I stand tall
knowing you'd be there if i ever fall
I believe in myself,i believe in you
but most of all I believe in us...
and know we'll somehow make it through :)
-me
Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 11:00 AM UTC
before my cause
cuz, because
we must, i must, he ***** she *****
can i be
cancerous society
imagery of sleepy kleepy
keeps me going with the system
is a few stains of you inside of me
I am not sure yet if we missed em
****** ripped, tipper
slick dipper keep tripper
keeptripper keeptripper
i am so laid down lay me so far down
im slipper gun skipper
cold finger, lead slinger
trigger me must me dont
never back down
never submit i must admit
that its a bit of bite good for ya main
to feel my blood run thru again
i am so beautiful
beauty collateral
every year i grow older i am three years younger
feeding your hunger
loose to fit my noose and pull it snug around my wrists
oh this is how it dis-
owns me
remember February
when your bones and joints was moving
looping into an ********
lost details you didn't mention
fool me once and if ya fool me
i think you're really rich believe me
fuller *** of gold below me
as if as if i'm really tripping
*** holer of my collar
irrelevant what is it
i like two eyelids
folding over one
free am asian
asian this asian that
every sip of it im taken
no i am not even im fakin
slow me broken roll me faded
like i Californ-i-ated
dosed politicians
my trippy **** im missin
it is my one and only mission
google Zechariah Sitchin.
Apr 12, 2017
Apr 12, 2017 at 5:04 PM UTC
Tra la la-la la
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What's goin on?
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NOTHIN!
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She wrote a stupid poem
About her boyfriend!
Fakin everything !
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WHAT ELSE COULD SHE DO?
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Tra la la-la la
Whoop
De do!
..
I write this poem
Just for you
Jun 10, 2013
Jun 10, 2013 at 4:40 PM UTC
Always been a leader
Never a follower because you'll become a borrower
To someone else's principles
I'm trying To open the temples
Of the people
But they too attached to the modern day pharoah
Nobody wants to wake up
Rather bake up and cake up
With hoes in make up
Ya playing yaself homeboy Stop being a material decoy
Demonized and hypnotized by the screen in front of your eyes
Once I realize the game I reset the pieces
Now my mind increase from communist thesis
Since I was a fetus I knew they cheated us
The poor that is put that on my kids
Yeah they thought I was gone fall off
Played the victim only So I could spark off
Learn the field in the art of war sun Tzu
Trapped my enemies without lifting a weapon
Fried their their brains like heat coming from a salon
I be the real deal sting like Holyfield
Stages are propped ain't no cops
Just elite sweeper all I have is my ******
And many will try to page ya
why
Cuz they want the vapors
Scatterin' the pieces of my brains patterns
I put a ring around ya like Saturn once I take turn
Of the microphone cuz my lyrics are prone known
For rippin' up lift chins like the stroke of an uppercut
From Dempsey who ever despise me
I'll make em rethink wisely widely
I be the best from.the north south east and the west
This new generation confused bemused
To money only to be industry used
Then later try to reclaim the lost blues valuable
Become collateral I be the underground colonel
Under the general Krino emcee God
Ain't no fakin' that listen to the sound of my gat
My mentals flaring bullets staring
Down ya membrane and it's tearing
Up ya melon shake ya body like gelatin
My girls discipline is like black Aunt Vivian
Killin' all villains with ease so don't mind me
Never Chase the papers only ****** up vapors
Jan 15, 2018
Jan 15, 2018 at 1:36 PM UTC