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Trev is a young dude and he needs to be liked by all




Trev is having a hard time getting teased by his little bro Markie, who was a real little cool kid, and when I say cool kid, I mean he does all the popular things, and all the rough cool kids loved my his brother Markie a lot, and Trev, is just a regular joe who likes to just go down the shop and have drinks, sitting down talking about fathers who were fairly strict, mind you Trev had all respect for his father, but that doesn't stop him from ratting him off to friends over a nice cold can of coke.
You see Trev had a main best mate named Heath, who was a real friend, well at least Trev thought that as Heath always seemed to listen to him, but Heath wanted really to be a cool kid, while Trev just wanted to talk about the things he watched on the TV, and he said a lot about that new music show named Later with Jools and Trev said that Jools Holland was a real hero for music fans to see their favourite music, and I know that sounds like what cool kids talk about, Trev, who, yes I haven't told you, as autism, and he gets obsessed with music, and every conversation was about music and being cool calm and collected.
Heath, didn't want to upset Trev but really he didn't want to listen to every conversation about music, you see it drove him nuts, and Heath didn't have it in his heart to tell Trev, because it could hurt his feelings, but really Trev could throw a tantrum, and Heath cared too much for that.
So Heath became Trevs only friend and came over to his house every weekend to play with him, but when Trev bought out the toys and started to talk about baby talk, you know he was only 8, but Heath didn't speak like that, and even Trevs younger brother Markie who still was using his mothers pet name as his name at 6, he was more grown up, and Heath often tried to tease Trev with his brother, and yes they teased Trev, and Trev was getting very angry, but he kept on trying to talk to his friend, he said ' who do you want to win today in the first round of the AFL, and Markie said how about we choose the team you aren't going for, and then Trev told Heath to come to the shop to buy a drink, and talk about problems with our families, cause Trev was thinking that just because your family has enough money to support you, it still can be a nightmare trying to grow up in a family like that, and Heath, who was getting sick of Trev winging and whining, just said to him that he liked him, and despite of what he says to his brother, it is just a joke, but of course Heath is a kid, and he was a poor kid, so instead of saying what I just said he said, that is what he meant, he actually said, you know , yo, man, wots, happning, ya fams orye qui comply, which you know Trev thought was complete jibberish, and started to think that Heath didn't care about him and sort of gave him the cold shoulder treatment, and Heath sort of noticed the chemistry trying to actually understand, and said his jibberish, which was yo man wots up,
Yo dude, ya nid ta liten up, and Trev was tired of this language and started to wonder why a friend of his was talking like this, this talking isn't proper talking, it'total jibberish, sure he is nice to me, but he speaks this real spastic jibberish, it drives Trev nuts, but really, he has no friends, at school, but he was honest, in that he couldn't figure out what language he spoke, and his brother Markie who heard him wonder what these words were in his mind on his bed, Markie started to teaee his brother saying, you are so ****** *******, you don't know anything that cool kids know, you stupid old ****, he is being cool, you see, ******, he say, yo, ya doin nuttin rye, ya stipid and yo a fu-en ritarded, spaz and Trev really was hurt, mainly because of the way he said it, because really those words meanr nothing, you see they are just words to suggest that kids can tease people who are disabled, so they can't figure out their goings on.
This kind of teasing was going on for days and days, and Markie was a real cool kid, everyone liked him, yes, like all kids want, Markie was popular and then Trev and Markies father noticed that Trev was starting to feel low, and really he tried it make Trev feel better, and yes Trev was normal enough, but his autism kept him from expressing how he feels about Markie and his friends teasing him, and his father and mother sort of were starting to figure things out and when Markie got home, their parents told Markie to behave himself and stop teasing his brother, and then Markie jumped up and said yo da, u
No tes ma bro, u spikin I tun, and then their dad said, maybe, but he ain't like the other kids, he has autism, and you know he needs to feel like people care about him, and Markie  moved around saying I ain hippin he, and then their dad said, if you don't I will ground you for weeks, and Markie promised to make an effort to be nicer to Trev, and Trev really was excited, so excited, be started treating his brother Markie like Heath, and then he thought he was a cool kid, and yes, Trev wanted to treat Markie like a ******, but unknown to Trev, their dad told Markie to go easy on him, but Trev got hypo over the fact that he was a cool kid, kids even said he was like us, man, but still Trev was still too disabled to know young words, but it didn't worry him, because the time his new cool friends noticed it, they were getting too old to tease people that way, even Markie moved on in the adult way, yes maybe This is the time for Trev to be an adult and not worry about being told he's stupid, because only losers tease like Markie used to, because that is just childish, and everybody lived happy through their lives, even Trev, the end


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Emet Ezer Oct 29
Remember, remember to vote by the fifth of November,
to stop the Socialist’s treasonous plot.
I see far too many reasons,
why the Socialist’s treason,
must be completely stopped.
There truly is a lot.

Everyone should be stunned,
but the world is numb,
and twiddles its thumbs,
as nations completely rot.

With their totalitarian hearts filled with hate,
the corrupt Socialists, ‘tis their intent,
to destroy the United States of America.

The Socialist horse has already been brought in the gate,
but it may not be too late.
We can still win,
if we capture the Socialist soldiers that came from within.
They are notorious for projecting the illusion that Republicans are an intrusion,
keeping us all busy fighting each other,
while they dig under our nation's foundation.
They wait for the Republic to collapse into chaos and destitution,
so they can execute their final solution.

They live by the saying “laws are for thee but not for me”.
They love to disguise socialism as democracy,
and Republicans as a threat to thee.
What they really mean is they are a threat to their hypocrisy.
They gaslight our nation into sedation,
wear us down to control our towns.

They wish for the sacrifices of our national heroes to have been in vain,
as they attempt to flush our Constitution down the drain.
Many are fooled under their guise of safety,
should they give up their liberty hastily.

They have damaged alliances and stoked the fires of war.
They tax our retirees while rewarding our enemies.
They have intentionally hindered military aid to our Israeli confederates.
They have failed many of our military veterans,
that have come on their knees with broken psyches,
while continuing to feed our enemies.

In the meanwhile they drained our petroleum stockpile to provide for the vile.
They wasted our nation’s FEMA funds on the illegal ones.
They print more Bens to implement short term mends.
Their heavy inflation is crippling our nation.
They fuel racial division among man,
encourage violence to begin,
unless we grant them more power within.
They appease the mobs if it will help keep their jobs.

Many lies they have spread.
One even led to a madman taking a shot at Trump's head.
We thank God that Trump is not dead.
Another one lain in wait at his golf estate to assassinate.
Again, we thank God that Trump is not now the late.
They once peddled a fake dossier,
with hope that it would put President Trump away.
If you aren’t already aware,
they’re practicing banana republic lawfare,
to get him put in ironware and fitted for orange outerwear.
They’re trying to drain the billionaire.
They thought they could give him a major scare,
to get him to surrender in fear.
But they were wrong.
He continues to stay strong,
has a growing throng.

They participate in many criminal activities,
it sparks theories of conspiracies.
They marginalize and persecute the theorists as enemies.

They think facts should consider their feelings.
If one points this out it sends them reeling.
Those that deny their misinformation,
have their speech labeled lies to be censored from the nation.
They control most of the media,
and wish to rewrite our history in the encyclopedia.

The Socialists wish to abolish free speech,
and to be able to teach defiers a lesson.
First they must outlaw your Smith & Wesson.

They seek to destroy the owner of X,
because he won't support the Marxists.
He has been a global voice of reason,
loves to mock their treason.

They use government funded education,
to brainwash future generations,
malnourish kids of essential knowledge and good morals,
to make them ignorant depraved government slaves.
Many colleges are scamming our youth,
and withholding the truth.

They wish to dissolve traditional fams,
and convince kids to be trans.
If parents attempt to protect them,
they run the risk that the government will nick them.
If you don’t affirm their delusions,
they will see that you are met with a nasty conclusion.

They harm our little ones,
feeding them social media carcinogens,
to rot their mind, body and soul,
that they might become societal tumors instead of productive bloomers.

Science to them means whatever they want it to mean,
and it is the absolute truth, so it would seem.
We are expected to live with faith and reliance on their fake science.
If you pry, defy and not comply,
you could kiss your job goodbye.
Those that show no defiance to their fake science,
believe they will get reprieve from the Socialist’s persecution.
It seems they now unofficially practice a state sponsored religion based on this fake science as well as perverse, unethical and immoral behavior.
If you practice a religion they haven’t approved,
they might have you removed.

Their D.E.I. hire doth conspire to move even higher.
The serpent whispers in her ear,
“do anything you want,
no matter how severe.
It’s OK, it’s for your career.”
She stabbed President Biden,
and ain't even hidden,
that she aims for more power than Poseidon,
to wield the Tridents of war.
Now she’s the Democrat’s presidential nominee,
without even receiving a single vote from you or me.
But it’s ok, because they say, it’s all to protect our democracy,
run by their bureaucracy.
She hides behind Biden’s name,
so she doesn’t have to accept the blame.
She claims that she will start doing her job,
if voters finalize the motion to give her the promotion.
She has taken as her running mate,
a Manchurian candidate.
When he debates it sounds like he isn’t sure,
that he actually agrees with her.
As our current Border Czar,
she allows in raiders to get votes later.
She looks the other way,
while the largest slave trade in the world is made.
Our streets are filled with fentanyl,
because she refuses to finish the wall.
She thinks it would be nice if she could abolish I.C.E.
She should have thought twice before suggesting that bad advice.
It has all led to a lot of strife.
Now our nation is torn.

The United States of America they seek to destroy.

We must fight the plight of the Socialist’s might.
Socialists need to be ripped from their thrones,
and be no longer known.
We need to unify our nation with one determination.
Act forthwith lest our family and friends turn to foes.
Our communities need mending and socialism needs ending.

Holler patriots, holler, let the truth ring out.
Fight patriots, fight, never surrender.
Vote patriots, vote.

God save The United States of America!

© [2024] Author: Emet Ezer  All Rights Reserved
Inspired by John Milton's “In Quintum Novembris“
Mane Omsy Apr 2017
Let the bullet drill through
Erase memories of my family
Hell, the people who must stick
together, the trouble is severe

Ride the life boat
This ship has begun to sink
No more trusting fams
No more good intentions

I can't smile when blood clots
It won't heal like friendships
Rowing straight towards them
Even, words could've relieved-
the grievance, a little
Redemption - VIII

This is really the most terrifying thing occurred in my whole life. When your own family turn their head away from you and couldn't even help you with relieving words, it's like they don't know you anymore. They don't believe you could ever succeed in life so they could have anything helpful from you. This is the moment when you realize life isn't easy like the other adventures you've seen in films. It's reality. It's happening. Do not expect your own blood to help you.
It ain't no Sunshine
Cuz I got closed blinds in my mind
I reconcile all my problems
Tragedy seems to follow me
Since I was a kid put in my bids
I was already auctioned off
Look wat I did
See me trying bring the world to peace
But peace equals war more decease
Bodies rot can't trust the cops
And why not?
cuz everybody getting shot
Brothers especially the color of fudge
System ****** by the crooked *** judged
Paid under the table by the elite
Souls in fear destined for a repeat
I used see the world different
When I was young
But now I'm grown I feel much hung
On the *******
Spinning out wombs from cradle to tomb
Ill still be sweeping pain up like a broom and soon
My misery will be gone
Cuz ain't no sunshine. When ya in a funeral home

Lights camera actions
Gets happy people satisfaction
Nobody pays attention any more
Honor dead peeps that try to peep us about war
Spiritually I try to waken your conscious sick of the nonsense
Every time I turn on the news
Sad stories filled with blues
Destined for hell
Fight for rights though it will never prevail
They preach freedom but all I see slaves that pave
Away day by day
Leaning on the delusion of God
Which is orchestrated by man
U understand we playing with fire in our hands
Gettin the burn stuck in predicament
Waiting for turns
Turns to get a piece of the pie
Open ya eyes it's no surprise
Things ain't what it used to be
Reparations for the black fams
Naw they say we pass slavery
But what about my ancestry
Died for free working on the chattel fields
Bleeding hands have you ever seen a starving
Giving us crumbs off the table
Then have a nerve to give us different labels
First ***** to boy
To ***** to ***** to black
I never got joy
I was more than slave more like a lost king
And I know by the spirits that sing
No sunshine


Since I followed the light
It seems everything is tight
Loosing friends who pretend
To be down like brandy
Can't stand thee
Rain against window pane
Going insane circling the drain
There's no humanity left
I could even open the ears of the deaf
What's worse than worse
See a dead body being transported in a hearse
Taken to the grave
But soul ain't saved
Who can I COUNT on when my tears is gone
Pain is temporary weakness
But I say it's permanent
Cuz everyday is a new struggle from hustle to hustle
I gotta make means to get green
To maintain a luxurious dream
And I know I'm just venting
Breaking pass your mental jurisdiction
Wake you before it's too late
They poisoning food cigs and water
Prepare for slaughter
They want us die young never old
So folks stand bold
*** it's more of us than them
STAY dunkin with funk like Tim
Inhale the smok from v slim
The choice is yours
Take back your existence
Or die lika punk
**** it raise hell to this blunt
Ashes to ashes dust to dust
One time for ya mind
Darkness casted over the sun no sunshine
Yo my guns flashin' like paparazzi attract more chaos than Gotti catchin': many bodies somebody guide me?
Naw I'm fed by the bullets of the universe death come first grows pain worse than new birth my words exert make spirits wanna flirt
Had a baby with an angel came out a Demi God rollin' against all odds wicked as Todd in a General Hospital they thought I was critical cuz I didn't have an umbilical I just told you I be universal particles miracle seed ain't no articles got covers on me I'm unsolved like the murders of Pac and Biggie feel me every thing I touch it turns clutch alphabetic business that means from A to Z you'll see money it's do or die eye for an eye retrace the sky only to see smokes from my high
I'm daydreamin' stay schemin' like Keenan
Ivory wayans waxin' ya brain with no buffer rougher than a mountain terrain simple and plain my tactics made insane comin' to increase ya pain

Once them bars drops photos come to shop sayin' they with me lay with me but money speaks for me naw scratch that I attack critics who think that?
My flows lack ***** where yo heart at? It's gettin' pounded from the smell of gat gun smoke made his spirit choke another smote
Made smoothly hypothetically who could touch my telepathy
I'm in ya brain like X show the Rolex I bet ya mom's get next so don't get in a plex I'll shoot a bird in ya chest restin' in a wooden nest while ya fams ride an emotional crest
Munchies for ya love not Bootsy style just a problem child exposin' fouls in the wild here and now
I see them flashin' writin' ******* about rumors passin'
Me around without my consent then ask me to repent for a misprint they sent
To the newstation I break their concentration one love to barrio thirdd ward nation I see them waitin'
For my slip up so they can get a ****** up picture of me and post on the internet G but **** that I'm careful with my steez so ******* sneaky *** **** starters paparazzi

Closed for the final chapter prepare for rapture sun captured my soul but im a moon embryo a night birth make heads hurt once my words exert sharp verbal expert fools made cuz I my **** goes to work and make they girls lift skirts what a beautiful perk
When money orbiting around ye suddenly enemies become friendly plottin' ya every move but soon to fall in a groove
A burial plot body rot from sneak of a shot blood running like snot I thought
I told y'all my lyrical chainsaw raw rip it like Raptor Everlast make ya jump around stompin'on the hardest grounds king of the underground feel my wrath I got the heart of a wild dog true hog while other suckas inhaling the smog this is who I am don't give a **** what they say? Yeah **** the paparazzi I'll bust at em any day
Fools need to get together
How can we endeavor
Never say never flows is clever
My defense like mayweather
Turn enemies light as a feather
Still rocking zoot suit leather
Pay like you weigh
I could go all day hit em like an AK
47 somebody goin to heaven
Got girls talkin' to me like Tevin
Who better than the rap veteran
Check the grand finale
Enemies trail behind me
Like receding hair lines taxin' fines
We some mob playas
Rollin' with fine dimes style genuine
But no pony show this for the
Hataz and undacovas brascos
I buck em like a bronco
Spinnin' heads like a disco
Ball ya see me my clique
Always standing tall emcees on a gall
For my downfall
We got the business wrapped tight
Blow comp out the water
Like dynamite flows ya recite like rites
Invincible who come with a better flow
Know the principle this be oriental
Raps put em in critic-al
Condition sound the commission
Got everybody **** flinchin' wishin"
I disappear but I be the rap whodini
Make grants like a genie who could see me
Break bricks like Luigi
Super brother nasty lover
Quick to smother a mother
And any other
Dime piece that want to get they
Mouthpiece
Filled sending thrills so much ice
I could chill
The whole **** world baby girl
It ain't about diamonds and pearls
So step.off before I shoot off
A couple of rounds
And you'll be in mazed swirl whoaaa


Yeah my team come through
Rippin' ligaments and you too
If you gotta problem
We resolve em death solves em
They don't want none
With the sho gun **** I blow some
To get me ill better yet dumb
Young ignorance makes for defiance
My alliance cause riots
No matter how hard it gets
I stay hard as erected **** flippin' chips
Mute those with loose lips
My nine flips
Suckas out the scene im biohazard
My flows leave ya plastered
Make disaster looks easy
Never cheesy please believe me
My cartel makes hell
Boats on shore with yeyo
Like the government coke import
Take puff off of the new port
Sike better yet take a snort
Of blow so my visions can flow go
Watch me as I sow the game though
Got the imperial settlement
From illegal transactions
I'm.talkin' embezzlement hell sent
See my flames from the sky
So why lie and try only to die
We come stompin' like a buffalo herd
So **** what ya heard word to the birds
That try to sing get a gun sling
Slow songs and flowers bring
No happiness stuck in a reminscie
Hugs and a kiss
Greeted by fams and friends
But in the end you see the eternal abyss
Reaper comes as no surprise
Double my eyes
Once I recieve a natural high
From hittin' a cutie pie
Dom sippers never paid for strippers
Shake the game make for a
Heavy tippers
Take another sip of
The liquor sitting in my glass
High class pounds of grass
So stay chill or else
Feel my heavy brass
Big Virge May 2020
I'm A Man Who Gets... " HIGH "...
WITHOUT Coc' Lines Like Stephen Fry... !!!!!!!

Cos' My HIGHS Come ALIVE...
When I... Sit and Write... !!!

I Get HIGH OFF The Herbs...
That INSPIRE My Words And Use of Verse...

So... REMEMBER THOSE WORDS... !!!!

Because I Said... HERBS... !!!!!

I DON'T Use DRUGS...
To... HEIGHTEN My Vibe... !!!

My Vibe Is LOVE When MY Thinking Runs...
To Connecting Rhymes That HEIGHTEN My Mind... !!!

I Get HIGH When A... SMILE...
From Feminine Eyes Makes My Manhood RISE... !!!

Cos' It Means That I Have Been Given A SIGN...
That I've Got The GREEN LIGHT For My ****** Drive...
To OPEN Her Thighs And Drive Her WILD... !!!

Though ****** Highs Morning, Noon and Night... !!!!!

I Have NO Child But Do Get HIGH...
When I See... HAPPY Fams'...
Where it's CLEAR Mum And Dad...
And The Children... HAVE...
A Vibe That Rides...
With LOVE As Their Guide... !!!!!

My Heights Are Inclined To UTILISE Rhymes...
To Speak On This Life Through The Things I Write...

My HEIGHTENED Moods...
INFUSE Whats GOOD As Well As BAD... !!!
When My Mind DECIDES To FILL Notepads... !!!!!!

Some Would say...

"That's not my way !"...

Because of The RAGE That Sometimes CLAIMS...
Space On My Page............
As If My Pain Is... OFF THE GAUGE... !!!!!!!!!

But BALANCE Is A HEIGHT I KEEP In SIGHT... !!!
So I DON'T Write LIES For My Words To Be LIKED... !!!!!

I Get HIGH Off The TRUTH And Musical Grooves...
As I DO... GOOD FOOD And GOOD Company TOO... !!!!!

The Types Who Rhyme And Kick Freestyles...
That Speak About Things WAY ABOVE Killings...
  
And Behaving Like...... NIGS'...... !!!

My HIGHS Are Linked...
To Those Who... TWIST...
Their Minds To THINK... !!!!!

The Type Who... FLIP...
The Script On... " Shrinks "...
THERAPISTS And Vibes That Sink...
Like... TITANIC Ships... !!!!!!!

To Bringing Lows Cos' of How They Roll... !!!
I RISE ABOVE Those Whose Vibes... DISCLOSE...
A LACK of Highs In How They Ride... !!!!!
THIS Roller Coaster That We Call... " LIFE "... !!!

It's GOOD To See Guys Whose HIGH's Their Wife... !!!!
And Who Treat Them Like They ARE Their Queen... !!!
Because Their HIGH... Is Simply Their BEING... !!!

NOT Being Royalty KNOW What I Mean... ?!?

I HOPE You DO Because If You DON'T...
That PROBABLY Means That You're ALONE...

My SOLACE To Me Gives HIGHS That LEAN...
TOWARDS Knowledge of Self And SPIRITUAL Health... !!!!!!

A High... INDEED... !!!
One It Seems MOST Peeps' DON'T Reach... !!!

Because They SEEK …
FALLACIES And... " Dreams "...
Where HIGHS AREN'T CLEAN …
Like... Mister Sheen... !!!!

NO... NOT CHARLIE... !!!!!

My HIGHS FUEL Scenes of LOVE And PEACE...
And A Woman Serene RIGHT Next To Me... !!!

It's NOT My Way To CHASE Ladies...
Because HEIGHTS I CLAIM …
When It Comes To The CHASE...
DON'T Deal In Games Like... MONOPOLY... !!!!!

My Heights Play STRAIGHT So DON'T Concede...
To Making MISTAKES Just To... Get LAID... !!!

I've Had My FUN With HEIGHTS That Run...
WAY UP In Women Whose Love Was BRIMMING...
With A NEED For Me To Be …
The KING Who FILLED Their Dreams... !!!

My Heights Now Need A Woman Who FEEDS...
Off Rolling With The V … And My Artistry...

So That Maybe One Day My Words Would SWAY...
To Writing About HER Pretty Much... EVERY DAY...
Well NOT EVERY DAY But You Get What i'm Saying... !!!!!

Just SEEING Her Face...
Would INSPIRE My Pen...
To MEET With Page...
And To Talk About HIGHS...
WAY ABOVE... her thighs... !!!!!

The HIGHS of Our Minds …
And Spirits INTERTWINED... !!!

BEYOND The... " Superficial "...

A HEIGHT That FLIES...
WAY ABOVE... Residual Visuals... !!!

A HIGH That's... MORE...
Than Something Born From LUSTFUL Stuff...
A Height That Deals In What's Called LOVE... !!!!!

LOVE For... " LIFE "... !!!
And Of Course The MOST HIGH... !!!!!

Whether Girl or Guy WITHOUT Their Love...
I Could Not Write About THIS LIFE...

The... STRAIN and STRIFE...

Oh And ONE MORE Thing...

How..........

.... " I Get HIGH "....
Just a few of the vibes that heighten my life ...
Yeah real machine gun spitta
Make ya body a *******
One hitta quitta fools become baby sittas
While I sneak like a critta true gorilla who's iller??
Than the Yosef the coldest yo I know this
My flows twist caps like glass colas breakin' all quotas yo it's ******
Once I step into the mic dim the lights prepare for the fight
Stage is my throne even if I stand alone til I'm skull and bones
No secrecy just legacy becoming legendary while I bury every and any suckas it varies
Soon to be carried away tote AKs like it's my birthday
My words slays ya best says true lyrical kamikaze
I'm crazy as a fine ***** ****** tip  leave foes strip
Click of the gun closed their lips I'm sinkin' ships
Bigger than the Titanic gigantic so organic
Welcome to the danger zone so I know ya finna panic
Rockin' chochas of a loca the rap Logia
Crackin' craniums with my lyrical boulders true ******
I thought I told ya ya can't hang with veteran soldier
I'm brewin' rhymes from attic of my mind ya know I'm finna shine and grind
Yo ****** and niggettes the time is minneeee.....


Some mistake me for pun or biggie
Spittin' quickly rollin' dogias sticky icky
Show no pity stay gritty fools itty bitty
Tryna step to the heavy D girls girls  they love me
Cuz I be brown as Nutella
move their minds faster than propellers
Helter skelter soon to melt ya ya bars is wax
And I'm the candle wick so slick I'm the roughest toughest ain't no bluffin' this
Yosemite sam **** hardest in the snake pit
Tighter than a pythons grip insert what I said
To a chicks hips cold rocking n knockin' graveyard shifts
That means my ****'s getting whiff'd
From the *****'s natural spliff on the edge of the cliff
We Robin sons with ******'s gun and polarise the sun
My melanin so dominant makin' enemies *****
Ain't no timin' it once the Tommies split
Rippin' through ya cartilage from the hunnin' drum cartridge
Signal a demonic montage which makes me a Savage
As I ravage my spiritual lavish still seekin' cabbage
I'm a bad man dethrone a whole clan or a nation
No time to be waiting I'm the black  Jason
Eradicatin' stations from my taxations
Ya gig is up so go ahead and give up
Let the trunks pop up see my bullets
Leakin' out ya head as the concrete fill up
With ya blood love to taste war and or
Too ******* none get next for sure
Leave ya remains under the ocean floor
Sinkin' with cement shoes givin' ya fams the bad newz
Mischievous souls laid upon the dead scrolls
Unravelled hell from unleveled gravels
See the words travel fear provoking thoughts
I was brought by paying attention lynching
Clearing the judges to lawyers *******
On my name **** shame crime flames
Dames makes for the worst claims independent
But use you as a dependent say they innocent
Conscious glancing money chancing dancing
Around the stripper topics flashing optics
Microphone prophet watch me lock it drop it
Like a rocket blast off then back at the loft
Mansion style living still giving sins wind
I invoke pain harder than migraines stains
The medulla see me run right through ya
Mack truck chickens deluxe cobra clutch
Ya losing breath fams got damns my jams
Spread all over the thorough heads read
On the front of your streets sweep creeps
Mix Hendricks Gin and Schweppes
Smoke mean green with Swisher sweets
Lace grape to cherry rary strawberries
Yo I'm tryna miss the cemetery
My thoughts tried to bury enemies hurry
Tied me into a guns flurry scurry no worries
Im use to the threats watch spinnin' bagguettes
Turn flesh into maggots detect the Dragnet
And watch the haters get bit cold glitch itch
If ya want ta fuanta pop ya cells shells
Making body swells fans thoughts carousel
Wondering why I shoot more darts
Than Sam Cassell pours fools gimme yours


Yo i Shook from the world's Cinna swirls but herls
All the Boys and girls mind curls earls pearls
Shining off the neck of my favorite girl
Fifth plus thou how art thou take a bow
See the eyes of a foul owl night stalks
None could walk a pitch out the park
Set a spark causin' a wild fire disaster
Master def plaster soul elastics
Stretch it wider than mr fantastic
You feelin' drastic that's just my magic
Working fools mad cuz I'm hurting flirting
With the goetias through pen and papers
Pentagrams photograph a telegram
Watch my enemies from a birds eyes
view try to slam exposing their shams
Eagles nest buries of treasure laid it to rest divine manifest
Picking suckas off like Lawrence Taylor
Thats how a defense raider degrades ya originator
Playa from birth laid out my perks see the girth
For what it's worth I'm catching mirth
From the demons tryna scheme triple beams
Miss my head cuz I'm brain dead all thoughts shed
Tears the afterlife
Instead pain sticking like a knife said
****** was the case escape the ****
Of life's ******* that scrapes crumbs dumbs
Succumbs by the hallowed numbs media drum
I cut off the melody and choose a new switch
Broke the computer glitch shootouts like Mitch
Richmond hit man
The henchmen fools can't comprehend
While I'm breaking shaking hands never faking
Raw undertakings raking money like dough the biggest baking
Pillsbury industry but no tickling me
I'm just tryna keep a legacy like romes papacy
JDK Dec 2020
The first five days:
a whirlwind of old friends in new surroundings,
indulging in old habits with the occasional mumblings of,
"I'm proud of you man,
this is nice."

On day six, back in the stix.
Kicking it with the fams up to their same old tricks.

It's hard to say where my heart is.
I've always suffered from being adventurer-sick.

All I know is that the planets have finally aligned in such a way as
to allow me to walk down the streets I grew up on in the way that I haven't done in such a long time,
the way in which I learned all their names.
The way I grew up attempting to escape their grasp.

Now here I am, for the first time in years,
rehashing the past
and its dreams,
and its tears.
Don't get me wrong, I'm having a great time.
Living the codes of the streets its a hard burn,
How many brothers take the wrong turn,
Down the highway of death, instead of looking right and left,
Only options is,
Is to ******* robbery to the petty theif,
Tryna up their reps, only to get closer steps,
To the pen, or with the fams crying, shots of another dying,
From the heat,
*******, led to another destination, the situation,
Kind of sticky, tryna avoid the sneaks like Ricky,
Just rowdy, young boys in the hood, up to no good,
But its hard to beat, when ya tryna leave the code of the streets,





And whos there to guide us,
And lord provided us,
With a taste of the garden,
Not speakin' Madison Square,
Why am I here or there,
Street hustlers, ghetto hos pushin' *** for the **** musclers,
We just strugglers, tryna make it out the slums, and how come,
We cant get ahead,
Seems like it's always tussle for bread,
I get watch by the feds,
And they ask me where i head,
Im just tryna live the next day, got double d hidden, in display,
Blended with the cops, its an everyday matrix, playin' tricks,
Im motionless, peep how many snitches will ****,
On ya graved, at that same time, they say theyre saved,
While gettin' paid, see em grow, from a pinto to an Escalade,
Double mansion with a few maids,
It's like playing charades,
Cant catch cold feet,
From the rhythm of heat,when ya sinnin' the code of the streets
Lyrical fanatic automatic causing deadly static
Tatted mentals from the verbal pistals Cristal
Sipper word to the drippers presidential
Potential mics ignite like dynamite out of sight
Fools try to fight but can't last against the Iron Mike
Tyson y'all just wasting giving ya blood tasting
Got it more clout than JP Manhattan relaxing
Blaze a spliff tilt the fifth X em out like Professor Griff
Back in charge street Sarge mack to girls like Debarge
Smooth hair don't care extrodinaire sneaky from rear
To the front at ya show throwing Joker's dough
Watch how the people crowded and formed a circle
Welcome to Nutty Block golden guns stay cocked
Double 0 7 still got love to my sistas and brethren
true veteran letterman still breaking mic stands
I see yall still tripping while I'm unda the basket rippin'
Like Pippen skipping over critics dismissing
Tombstones ya kissin' shy ya fans to fams wishin'
They could stop the cold flows that's heavenly michete
Flows Magguette y'all ain't ready Shabba shanks
Giving no thanks to criticism brace the occultism
Broke my mind from the hologram prison Christ risen
Once I chipped the nails out my palms ring the alarms
I come bearing angels demons hog like the **** did Guam
19-44 ways to gut ya airways see my soul craves
Like Atlanta gotta be brave see the Texas bees prey
Stay beaming for days watch for the ultra gamma rays
Never share you heart
So many folks quick to depart
Say they have your best interest
From the start
They fake as hell lead you on but
Ain't there to bail
You out of a situation change the station
Same **** no communication
Say your the best thing ever
Then have the nerve
To say they love to endeavor
Your ideas shed tattoo tears
Through out the years
Ain't none worth a trust
So I turned heartless ashes to
Ashes dust to dust
Let the guns bust
Swallow the rounds as blood trickles
All over the ground
Remember you broke the bond
All because you felt
The love drawn deeper than black space
**** your pace your fams and everything you face
Hope you die painfully
I'm laughing quickly now you an enemy
****** em all like I did back 09 see
My destiny awaits
Your clock is ticking once the bullets get the sticking
I'm making a death wish soon to be
Carcass dish
To the flies see ya body scale into
The skies
Gives a **** about your fame don't call ya self
Real you just a dumb ***** that's need tame
Glocks off safety so you don't wanna face me
Watch me make Stacy dash once i mash the gas
No brakes but break fakes who fronting cakes
I makes the coldest dishes Russian mafiaso
Style problem child wild never smile pile
Problems sky high watch the dead birds fly
Then low key try to take a piece of the pie
They ain't even bake or put leaves in to rake
I told yall I'm Houston finest the flawless diamond
Rock its pick pocket and gougin' eye socket
Its a Jimi Hendrix shock lyrics that'll pop
Got the dreaming from a demon intervening
Switches from fams to ******* glitches
Thrown at me I must got the master key to misery
But all enemies bow before thee King Tut
With two Caribbean queens cusine bubble ****
I can't stop til I bust my nuts deep in they guts
What's really going on im daydreaming
Or is it im already dead here last year
Round this year i saw the slow tears
Of fears white mans doom soon to tomb
Black roses thrown fist of black chrome
Iron man comic book scraper
Not ya average rapper bullets tappin' ya
Causin' cellular damage mics I damage
Reprogram it the rap biz the silver kid grid
X marks the spot burys of treasures rot
This tracks too **** hot so I got to stop
Yo first its the streets will **** or be killed
Fools still out here signing the bill death
Pills giving headache much dead weight
Relate see how many tears cover the crate
Sorrow followed tomorrow pain hard to swallow
As I gallow through the loops of time mastermind
Focus wisdom tipsy of her sweet bitter taste
No waste I'm giving her chase only to paste
Myself in her position permanent wishing
Kissing me everyday always see brighter days
Sways from negative words that play worse says
From friends to fams got **** jump the flim flam
Jams on the stereo bumping old school slams
96 back in the mix couple of thaisticks slick
With wordplay Jerome mack a freak unique
Slows to speech clip the contract no breach
Now these politicians looking for a leech
Release taxes broke the max's fact is track this
They every where shadow over glare see the stares
Cold eyes no feels windchills pass the bills
Head for the hills as I speak the real lift the veil
Projects a curse it never fails silence for violence
Violins of death waiting for the last breath
So they can take the next steps gaining reps
With no benching title news still clenching
Mentalities grasp the chaos cuz folks is lost
Look for savior when they can save themselves
Dust covered Bible's on the bookshelves
Pray to the invisible man with the invisible hands
Miracles on happen on tv wake up to the reality
They play on ya instincts see learn the prophecy
Wolves dressed in sheep's clothing self loathing
Got ya pinching ya self over false wealth
If ya wanna become famous look how many souls
Lost that ended up taking it in the ****
Mind's ***** flows oxi clean slashing peens
Dope to the microphone fiend rakims dream
Rebirth through hip hop without the seeds
Performed the deed this is a soldiers creed
Demons havoc wrecking shop til ya drop
All monies on the floor ultimate heist
Rolling the dice no snake eyes pop eyes rise
Once the spinach magnifies  begins a new die
Killed the old me to see the new me mirrors of TV
Ain't nothing but a false demo-graphic
Censored cuz of the deadly *****-graphics  
onto ya mind ******* ya cells til it swells
Let the thought cartel keep pushing them shells
Well ain't nothing you can do to *****
A troop I'm quick to shoot minus the boots
Combat been to Iraq yeah few bodies to rack
Became a rhyme mack once I pimped the flows
Rock the shows got girls throwing they clothes
Ya know I keep it disco seventies funk
Bass in your face straight rattling the trunk
Back to back like Jordan dunking with *****
Space age jams chillin' with fams music crammed
Into ya earlobes all around the globe abodes
Rocking til they off the axis maxin' taxes facts is
I don't need money just to move around
All surround like sound gps grounds claymore
Clowns nothing left but chipped pieces
Sick with it drop hits like bird feces increases
Once the hunger strikes dangerous as Pike
So peddle ya bikes as stomp out the industry til I see ****** Nikes

Annnnnnnn that's a rap...
Sitting lonesomely by my window side...... reminiscing my past
Watching cluelessly how many days have passed...... since I felt alive

Oh, these woes I can't outgrow, how can I grow
Lost in my soul's black hole; I can't find home
I've been forever tadpole; I cannot toad

Minds troubling
The thoughts are popping in
Pestering me
The voices creeping in; telling me... pick your pen
You've been silent for long; ... be a man

You're a master of your arts
Let go of the stuffs in your heart
Script out your woes in rhymes

But hey; what should I write about
Is it how I'm bough; with stuffs that I avowed
Or times that I'd bowed to a sect that let me down

Should I write about my misery
The mystery that I've been living-in
Family feuds, trauma and horrifying history
Wounds of the past, I wouldn't try reliving it.

Should I write about my downs and downs
My wrongs that's wronged or downs that's downed
The hurts that's tucked; or the ones cried out

Hunm; thoughts are plenty; but my pens arent penning
Fams and folks; I don't have any

My words are fluffed; but I keep on pencilling it
Too many errors; so I keep on stencilling.

The lines aren't lining; I'm lost in the verse
It's like the earth 'd outline me and shipped me to Mars
****, the weather is harsh
Would I even survive

I feel.... sea-bounded
At this point, the map seems boundless
The compass spinning pointless;  the anchor creaking mindless
Road endless; they can't even found us

But what could I do; all I feel is defeat
Floating apsidal; now that I'm drown in this bridle joint
If only I could; Rewrite this gumming script
Maybe it wouldn't be titled... the saddle point

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