"frontin" poems
Dirt on my name never
My loyalty is forever
Dirt on my name never
My loyalty is forever
Never talkin ****
Never takin it
Now I take a hit
And pass the ****
Never sink to a putdown
Never will I be a letdown
If I go down I always know I'll never be out
I'm not in it to get paid ain't about all that clout
False laurels and accolades, not something to flout
People always frontin don't even know what they about
These fake people always say you ain't a fan of that
"Oh I bet you don't even know this, know that"
"Bet you don't really feel the way you feel" It falls flat
Don't need to put down, to know I feel so let's run it back
"Oh **** man, you a fan of that"
"Did you know this, know that"
"I feel you and I feel that"
No need to doubt some idle chit chat
Dirt on my name never
My loyalty is forever
Dirt on my name never
My loyalty is forever
Heard from a friend lost in the wild hadn't seen em in a while
Asked for my help and knew that I'd be there with a smile
Didn't matter to me that I had to walk there over four miles
Never turn the back on someone who I know trusts my smile
Always there to help and if you can't hit me back
Then don't worry just do what you can and stay on track
Never put myself in a position where I can't come back
And if I ever did I know I have Friends so I can fall back
That trusts been broken but I won't give in
Won't **** the trust I hold because a few gave in
Few scars on this back where they put the blade in
Forgiven but never will I let it be forgotten
Never forgetting that I can't trust them
And it makes me sad because I love them
But if all they have is that hate then **** them
Still unhappy knowing they can't love themselves
Dirt on my name never
My loyalty is forever
Dirt on my name never
My loyalty is forever
My loyalty is forever
This loyalty is forever
This love is forever
Mar 17, 2019
Mar 17, 2019 at 8:25 PM UTC
Kickin' all the way the Live Coolio
deep in ya Culo/
it's that Boy Yosef comin' with major Flavas/
with so Many Styles more than a Hair Doo Voodoo/
got ya eyes on ya know Who?/
so many ****** wanna Smoke me
Cuz im the New Joint/
puttin' sparks to ya Head ****** Red/
if u thinkin' about Frontin'' Me/
ill make u Crossover like EPMD/
Rap Fanatic since i was Swimmin' in the Nut Sack the Mack Attack/
hittin' all your perspectives
im takin' out all the Primitives/
in the Rap Game Shoot ya Stick
try again my- Flows erected as a ****
in between ***** *****
so take Chance it ya Want/
Watch the gun taunt
in ya Face a sad Disgrace/
Slappin' a new taste
in ya Mouth i Dropped it
my Style can't be Competed
you Obsoleted
i'm Makin Profits the Funk Baby!!!!
Many Emcees sweet as a KitKats
so cut the Chit Chat/
cuz im bout to Splatter their careers into pieces
Gotthem Envisionin' Doubles
like Noah i Told ya
the Tru Soldier Rollin' Dogia/
marchin' to the Beat with my Vocal
a Tru Loco/
when i'm sippin E & J **** an Airplay pinin' Indo/
playin' suckas close like who's holdin' the most/
weight? Pushin' rhymes like weights
Loots stay Connected like freight Train Crates/i Dominate from all states
that's why they Call Me All-State/
but ya Ain't in Good Hands
-tryna Step to the Big Man
keep u heated galore like Afghanistan gettin' in that *** like Sand/
so take Stand and a Bow cuz im the Prowl/
for that Number One Slot
ya rhymes loose as Jar Jelly
**** what the critics tell me
"Mr Big Stuff" girls call me "Heavy D"
From then shaft that lays between me
the Funk Baby!!!
Oct 8, 2016
Oct 8, 2016 at 10:36 AM UTC
Apart
Departed
Parted ways
Discard
This card
Its a scar
A love scar
It tells
A tale
Of what once was
A stale
Stench
Fumes from the outdated
Perfume
The lipstick print
Burned
A permanent
Memory
I'll never forget
Those lips
Slipped
After i danced
With the devil
For a bit
I
The advocate
For too much pride
Abdicated
My position
As dictator
For your revolution
Your free
This civil war
Was uncivilized
Lies
Across the frontline
Frontin, lying
Guess
I'm a traitor
I traded
It all
For the greatest fall
I ever took
I know
I don’t deserve
A parachute
So let me loose...
.Suicidal Paratrooper.
Sep 30, 2010
Sep 30, 2010 at 12:33 AM UTC
Its morning
and I ride the bus to school with you.
We stare through the graffiti scratched grooves in the window
the sun hums hymns over everything
but we notice the shadows
what is invisible to them
Most days we don't listen
teachers preaching system
but we don't find that interesting.
We nod to their speech
but really its the beat we tap with our pencil and rubber
swinging on chairs as we try to find balance
There is no need to talk **** in the playground
we're schools ahead of them;
girls not eating in front of boys
frontin' like they don't like girls
just irritates us.
We could hide in the toilets
but we want them to see
us cuss them with our book and pen
how we be marking paper
Some days we don't go school
we call Kevin, he takes us to P's
and we watch them.
At first they make words make love
then they make words hate us
they cuss destroy trust
punch chest they get vex
Then I will lean forward,
skip along the vinyl,
jump onto the needle,
fly over the speaker
riding the bass onto your shoulder.
You will strain to hear
as l whisper
put your headphones back on
Jan 2, 2011
Jan 2, 2011 at 7:47 AM UTC
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
Sep 13, 2013
Sep 13, 2013 at 11:44 AM UTC
It's as if the light just flicked on.
Something in my head just told me,
"I miss school and I want to go back."
Boy was I frontin'.
If only I hadn't wasted the last year.
Money well spent on experience;
Money wasted on education.
However, I can't help but admit:
I've learned more in the past year
(about life)
than I have in the nineteen years prior.
I think, no I know I want to be a writer.
I want to shine light in dark alleys
and nourish minds of parched valleys.
Thanks Common, you taught me that one.
Being a poet is not only a responsibility,
it's a fantastic reward.
I will represent this, till the day I pass.
And you can pass this on,
to whoever you'd like.
May 9, 2012
May 9, 2012 at 4:32 PM UTC
Cease the red dragon im stabbin'
deep in ya heart
mount zion is where my destiny started
but now im parted
deep in the land of the lost loss souls
still tryna find themselves
through religions instituted by man
i don't take no for an answer infectin' like breast cancer
epidemic flows thermogenic
causin' instant sweat terrorist threats so they keep on the radar
like navy ships take short dips
bang on beats like bloods to crips
i go on and on like Gladys KNight and the pips
skip skip over critics wicked sadistic mystique
with the style i send comprehend
tryna find my way
back to Mount Zion but im blurred brain fryin'
from all the heat im catchin' to my intellect
break through the sweat it's war
we at the verge of a battle so girls stop movin' ya rattle
rode worlds saddle too long im stuck in the killin' fields
fightin' my way back to promise land with much contraband
haters trespassers will be hung
frontin' like friends but ain't down with Black Na-tion
it's the return of Mount Zion
Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 12:28 PM UTC
And what of all the people I befriended!?
Motivation is the key to all my locked potential!!
Your reverse racism is an affront to my good nature
I'm ******* gorgeous, your frontin' days are over!
I am the suffix, your sins are mine to judge
Where's God in this air-tight situation!?
Biblical narrative, are we crying over spilt milk?
Bittersweet I trust your intuition
Strong words, you've got me on the ropes
Arguments I've passed over time and time and time again...
Jesus I am nature, I am the presentation
I'm on the edge!!! Don't push me any closer!
I act so you don't have to, I could be your life
I'm a metamorphosis! I'm shafted, I'm large product...
I'm enslaved without shackles
Hegemony: Make me feel this way
Little do I know You're the example!
Running in circles at the art attack!
I'm overly dedicated! I specialise in killing your noise
I'm retreating ! ... !!! I can't take it any more!
Bravado is single fold, I'm high off invention
I'm mysterious, I am the question.
What responsibilities do you have?
Your caution precedes innocence! I'm fraught!
A memory alone will suffice
I must look like a Dork
Nov 6, 2013
Nov 6, 2013 at 7:36 PM UTC
Plush carpet, soft light
Hotel foyer at night.
Oh, what a fright!
I might be a looker,
don’t mean I’m a ******
Did my lipstick suggest that I might?
“Madam, how you like this play”?
The disgrace on my face gives me away.
What did you think I was going to say?
“Hey, Jack, let’s get out of this place”?
(That’s three questions in four lines
so for clarification of this causation
my effect carries no invitation).
It’s a case of mistaken identity:
You didn’t sent for me,
so can’t pay rent for me.
Baby, I ain’t no lady… of the night.
That’s not why I came here,
and it’s not the same, dear.
Quit with the Shakespeare!
This chick has much to protest.
To signal intent for your frontin’
you should wear a carnation or somethin’,
be discreet, don’t hang out the bunting.
So, I attract, I won’t deny fact,
but your attention is bordering on hunting.
It’s a case of mistaken identity:
You didn’t sent for me,
so can’t pay rent for me.
Baby, I ain’t no lady… of the night.
Jul 26, 2013
Jul 26, 2013 at 6:58 PM UTC
See the seven highlights shinning bright
Fools don't wanna fight came back resurrected
Been selected before my birth know my worth
So suckas better up ya works beatin' all perks
Skills paying bills **** yo will it's **** or be killed
Cookin' up rhymes from the back of my mind
No *** or stove as I drove into ya mental
Verbal animal similiar to Hannibal
Lector check my selector bullets is my protector
Watch me wreck tha mic expand my wickedness beyond tha
So ya new rappers get the running all that frontin'
And ain't never seen nothin' so when I gets the dumpin'
Watch me get their hearts jumpin' pumpin'
Up mad blood ya dead fools cuz
Ya didn't follow the rules
Rap mafiaso blow like Reynaldo see the rhymes that pour
Out nothing but bloodshed thats ya head
If word get to the feds fools scrapin' over bread
And I'm scrapin' over my lost peeps that bleed
For free in the country dying for Lady liberty
Enemies be plottin' centuries ahead
Since the game done changed its time for me to rearrange
Thangs the way they used to be like *****
I don't play dat flex ya gat and I'll bet ya you'll be on ya back
Say you causing problems naw you don't got problems
Only when when barrel staring you down
Then you'll have yo problems
So once again I'm sending souls to the maker to amends ya sins a deadly friend
Enemies get in bendz when they see my visions
I aim for the highest **** being the flyest
Tied to the gods of the star look afar you see me in the makin ain't no faking souls get the bakin'
Once the sun makes his appearance hotter I get the more someone's
bound for a casket though a *******
I still mastered the mathematics laid it's science made an alliance they claim I'm violent
Cuz I'm knocking out those who ain't radiant
Makin' problems yeah many many problems
Sep 24, 2018
Sep 24, 2018 at 10:27 PM UTC
My shadow creeps up the portals wooden frame
My knees shake, advising I brake.
My reality becomes obscured
Conjure an excuse, quick somethin’ absurd
Nothin’s comin’, the chains tiein’ me to home were frontin’,
Ropes pulling me into a sea of I know nothin’,
I'm pushin’ for peace
Slow down feet
The pool I'm jumpin’ into, infinity deep
I can't sleep,
Or eat
So I creep,
The decisions of past whippin’ me in the back
Lashes cuttin’ flesh of black
As soon as I cross that threshold no lookin’ back
They got a noose hangin’ for my neck
I feel its unbearable weight with every single step
I can't allow the calloused rope build regret
So I allow my mind to prep
I'm ready,
Ready to break it
Ready to break free
I’m choosin’ between life and death
Between hell or high water
I have little to barder
The price is set high
Everything I owned
Taken on the sly
So I'm left wonderin’ how and why
How can I disappear?
And
Why can't I stop it?
But to be honest I gotta drop it
At this point I'm at the brink
I'm only left to think
I got 10 steps to the beginnin’ and end
Bye, bye old friend
Time is all but of the essence
Seems like it will depend
Am I unworthy, don't matter currently
Sweatin’ buckets, **** it.
I done bit off my fingernails
Pulled out my hair
Ventured to the farthest reaches,
Of my mind
Trust me there ain’t much up there
But air.
The light of the day catches my eye
Sweat forms mixin’ in my cries
It reminds me I'm awake,
I got somethin’ to feel.
We froze
Dead silent Halt, finally.
A moment, we stole.
We weren't ready to let it all fall
Moments of past concentrate on a face
It seems I can't forget good ol’days
So the next life at this moment can only be brutal
I know nothing ‘bout it
I know the pain is too much I already can't tout it
I prayed to my gods
I prayed to all gods.
I prayed to anyone willin’ to carry my pain
Found out other felt much the same
So again I am left standin’
And you can believe and didn't plan it
I'm breakin’ out
My opportunity is now.
Feb 15, 2012
Feb 15, 2012 at 4:26 PM UTC
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
Seeing chalked outlines of brothers, I haven’t met,
Cause the cops been harassing and profiling so long,
People become desensitized, pretending nothings wrong.
Seeing so many innocent children that didn’t deserve it,
Have a hoodie in the store, you assume it’s a burglar,
You better watch your chatter, otherwise the gun gonna clatter.
Becoming just another body bag for another mother.
And the news may report it,
But the next day it won’t matter.
I really hate to alarm, but I’m fed up,
Some think it’s silly, saying **** it up.
The same fools that never experienced harm.
Assuming based on colour, that I must be armed.
So, they pull up on me like I’m a terrorist,
Which is pretty ******* racist,
No matter what way you measure it!
Having a knee on a neck,
Like they need a prayer addressed.
Yet they call my people violent.
Very ironic? Isn’t it?
Been spending most our lives,
Living in a colonist paradise,
Could hang as much ***** as you like,
Living in a colonist paradise.
We keep spending most our lives living in a colonist paradise,
Have many have to be sacrificed till we question this colonial paradise?
Look at the situation they got us facing,
We can’t live a normal life, we was taken from our land.
So, now we got to conform to new rules G,
Becoming puppets for the bourgeoisie.
I’m an educated savage with justice on my mind,
Got my Diploma in my hand and pride in my eyes,
I’m a rez’d out desperado, Cree that’s muy guapo.
And my patience is worn, so don’t provoke my fuego!
Fool, death ain’t nothing but are martyrdom away,
Just one spark away,
From lighting the fuse,
That will blow away.
The old narrow minded and rotten society.
Every child matters,
It’s pretty sad, that I even have to say that homie.
Been spending most our lives living in a colonist paradise,
Could slaughter as much children as you like,
As long as you say you’re doing it for your Christ.
We keep spending most our lives living in a colonist paradise,
Have many have to be sacrificed till we question this colonial paradise?
Power and the money, money and the power.
Promise after promise, liar after liar.
Everybody breathing, but half of them ain’t living.
It’s going on in our community, but nobody looking.
They say I gotta get over it, but nobody here see’s the trauma from it!
If they can’t understand it, how can reconciliation come out of it?
I guess they can't, I guess they won't
I guess they frontin', that's why I know my life is out of luck, fool!
Been spending most our lives living in a colonist paradise,
Could imprison as many asians as you like.
Living in a colonist paradise.
We keep spending most our lives living in a colonist paradise,
Have many have to be sacrificed till we question this colonial paradise?
Jul 9, 2021
Jul 9, 2021 at 5:32 PM UTC
from day one people were greedy
evil was needy
all wasn't seeing - being
oneness is leaving now and waking up to the sound from the ground
if love can move mountains
search for the fountain
let yourself allowing to see the truth
everyone's bowing
on their knees praying
work isn't paying
it's not cutting it but it's cutting you
cut it out
let your diagram change to greater
it's the option in this unfunction
when we all sit here frontin'
to the creators
the baby makers
risk takers
may the leaders of blessing have it easy like resting
no testing, let us be de-stressing
talk about the number one killers
talk about the thrillers
the billers
Aug 11, 2015
Aug 11, 2015 at 3:55 AM UTC
Patricians have our best interests in mind.
Administration is impartial, kind.
Keeps us laughin’, keeps us singin’—
And I’m Hildegard of Bingen.
She gets it like she gets the working class;
My head is nodding, up my Marxist ***
White woke wedding bells are ringin’
Happy Hildegard of Bingen.
Government will gladly redistribute.
As our paychecks sing eternal tribute.
Gangsta-leanin, frontin’, blingin:
Chill with Hildegard of Bingen.
Icecaps, like medieval saints, are HOT.
Climate is in crisis when it’s not . . .
Global warning: winter’s springin’
Heating Hildegard of Bingen.
Intersectionality has meaning.
Hormones lie, biology’s demeaning .
Genderfluid queens are kingin’
Checkmate, Hildegard of Bingen.
Transnationals are cleaning up the mess;
Their CEO’s have little to confess.
Silver in the till, ka-chingin’
Profits Hildegard of Bingen.
Hildegard, the Moorish maiden, lauded.
Wokeness smiled. Diversity applauded.
Flames ascend and seraphim are wingin’
To the throne of Hildegard of Bingen.
Apr 16, 2020
Apr 16, 2020 at 10:08 AM UTC
Some people say I’m over emotional,
but I can’t help it,
see love can be tricky to find,
I mean you can’t exactly Yelp it,
even though soul food is more filling than pop rocks,
so I focus on Self and people mistake that as selfish,
but there’s a difference between self centered and selfish,
and you’re a fool if you choose to not know the difference,
would rather be alone than with a clone,
that’s me being self conscious of all the noisy nonsense,
I’m strongest when I’m alone & when I find a love that’s true,
I get all Neo-Em and act all helpless,
well this,
is just the way it goes,
up late alone listening to Emo-Soul,
ready to Seal the Deal with a Kiss From A Rose,
while all these liars lie like Geppetto,
or better let Pinnocchio,
trying to prove what they say is true,
but I’m no fool so I just observe as their nose grows,
and no I don’t believe Them when their scheming,
because We’re wild & beautiful & They’re just tame & gross,
see nothing is more disgusting than a liar,
nothing more a turn off than someone frontin’ like they on one,
so if you’re not don’t front like you’re the one,
you’re not a rider you’re a parking meter who’s time expired,
We are Amazing Spaceships,
you’re just a scarred car ready to retire with flat tires all tired,
drained of all feelings,
you’re counterfeit not the real thing,
I don’t care about your Brand Names,
you can’t copyrite Freedom,
I don’t care what you are,
I care who you are a a human being being,
and I know I’m getting worked up,
but that’s only because I feel let down,
so don’t be surprised if you wake up,
open your eyes and find I’m nowhere to be found,
and you realize that I lost your lies found truth and left town,
with just a backpack full of daydreams,
and a heart full of gold,
I’ll have hit the open road,
just Me, Myself and my Emo Soul…
∆ LaLux ∆
Jun 10, 2018
Jun 10, 2018 at 4:49 PM UTC
At the Indigo getting into it with an Indigo,
in Tulsa or at least en route after one more round in LA,
stuntin’ in The Land of Abundance all real no frontin’,
can get anything I want except getaway,
and this all feels totally cliche,
spending time but got no time to waste,
already at redline trying not to flatline,
catching up to made up deadlines and keeping pace,
trying to lose the stress without losing my mind,
trying to win the hearts and convince the minds,
trying to do everything without having to try,
only do and do not do you like you buy,
welcome to America,
consumerism on steroids,
where we empty our pockets to fill up our closets,
empty hearts with souls for sale anything to fill the void,
everything that was ever made sacred was destroyed,
now we’ve got black artists on the radio making white noise,
where are our idols how are we supposed to look up to anyone,
but sometimes I feel like there’s no escape and I have no choice,
so I buy in in order to not be left out,
get the girl get the clothes get the hotel room,
but really I don’t feel like any of this is mine,
plus I’ve got a place to be so I should go soon,
so long farewell,
I bid you my Love good day,
but before I go let’s go one more round,
for Old Time’s sake before I make my escape out of LA,
at the Indigo getting into it with an Indigo,
in Tulsa or at least en route after one more round in LA,
stuntin’ in The Land of Abundance all real no frontin’,
can get anything I want except getaway…
∆ LaLux ∆
Feb 23, 2019
Feb 23, 2019 at 9:49 PM UTC
Who do you think you are?
Talkin outa the side ya mouth, actin real slick, straight lookin at me wit that judgemental frown.
Who do you think you are?
Frontin, like ya know me, but check this I ain't pickin up What you puttin down.
Who do you think you are?
Sayin I'm weak and ya jus throw this out, on the real it ain't nowhere near time to fold.
Who do you think you are?
Sayin I'ma always be one step behind cuz I let every one see exactly wut cards I hold.
Who do you think you are?
Like you gonna protect me from all the drama, you think I dont what most people put out there is fake.
Who do you think you are?
Tellin me to quit actin sorry, staighten my *** up real quick like cuz the world took it's turn and now its my move to make
Who do you think you are?
Tellin me to look deeper, look real hard at wuts standin right in my way and I'll see.
Who do I think I am.......
**** now I see that this whole time it was me.
Apr 23, 2013
Apr 23, 2013 at 8:35 AM UTC
He talks about his days they’re almost over
The headstone is a truth told entirely in lies
Soldiers on for the sake of nostalgia
Counts his smarts like the lines on a dial
Fakes it like a real man
Caught by the feeling, meets the ceiling as a ghost
Monuments to skin those days are over
A healthy dose of same ain’t enough to keep it down
No one left to blame, by the time it hits the ground
Working against the blood flow,
I thought I’d know me a bit by now
But we’re all stuck in limbo
Frontin’ its own occasion
Wading out with lead boots, down the line
Get me off that straight and narrow
Call to arms that magistrate, its a crime
Working against the blood flow,
I thought I’d know me a bit by now
But we’re all stuck in limbo..
Sep 7, 2014
Sep 7, 2014 at 9:27 AM UTC
Fools blowin' alot of hot air like I fuckin' care
About all that yappin' and flappin' guns is clappin' cappin' the back
Ya dome like a fitted hat no imaginery stats
Million dinero racks don of the coldest macks
Girls ***** I smack Iceberg with the words the verbal
swords
Slash Mics with no chord the rap lord most largely
ignored
Never bored draws crowds on the tour boards
Check out the melody no petty in me haters envy
Cause the money green brings jealously
in-between know what I mean addicted fiends
Come back as pains siblings i'm dribblin'
Through the industry like Cousy so you'll loose me
On the stage of my courts blazin' a Newport
takin' no shorts shatterin'
forts
With the lyrical battering rams Sam I am
No green eggs and ham gives a ****
About the haters frontin' and stuntin'
Im huntin' ya every moves with Krueger's grooves
So you'll sleep tight night night it's **** tight
Every where I don't care sound the snare
From the rhythms of R'Za at the Apex of Giza
Pyramids uncrowned kid got y'all careers hid
From the auctioned out bid see me smash gigs
Redden wigs like Peg Bundy y'all can't touch me
Branded by mic at birth knew my golden worth
Star child saw my soul running a mile
The unorthodox style insane as Gomer Pyle the black
Owl
Usin' Night snipin'
tactics makin' bodies throw fit yo you too old for it
my gun range ain't got no age limit no ****
It's a no brainier cash strangler jaw re-arranger
My militant killaz will stain ya a graphic painter
Wont do ya much good
if you come round the neck of my woods filled with
dogwoods
Jun 20, 2019
Jun 20, 2019 at 8:45 PM UTC
It's been a while since a wrote poem check my ozem stronger the better better get ya sweater
Cuz I drop knowledge like a shot from berettes knock out vendetta
Who gotta problem with the way I get cheddar
Use wisdom as a daily bread watch for the chickenheads enemies families and fake ****** who said
I couldn't make it now they wanna take it
My ends *** they see me in a diesel benz make no amends put an end to your frontin' no need for stuntin'
I show you my real motives I delegate high explosive til ya empire becomes corrosive the most magnificence since. Made my earthly presence hataz get in hesitant
I told you don't ever go over my head
Pesci lyrical michete better be ready coming gritty in the cities
Watch for the kitties showin' the ******* wearin' the mini's
Skirt don't let my feelings get hurt close to dirt
I'll be buried six feet of tears take a fleet with my peers
Underworld just waiting for me to be crown kratos of the town surround
Me back on my throne retaining all my royalties hidden in concealed tomes
Suckas better guard they melon ain't no tellin' where your soul'll be dwellin' made a rebel from a felon
Light-year birth made heads hurt bodies get ******
From the tommies puttin' in work blood on your shirt
Told you we takin' over mas victory like Nike despite enemies that might be
Close to me I whistle the crossroads angels appear and fold
Goetia laid the toll let my soul unfold show you how I turn pendejo to putos
Only roll autos never see me at the stripper poles that for weak bros watch for the brascos that wanna get me lassoed be the undercover Luciano make you sing saprano if you don't know your role mold the game
Into a perfection from a selection of my rhythmic injection
Nerves I'm still stretchin' cease me never
I'll continue my pressin'
Jul 2, 2018
Jul 2, 2018 at 7:20 AM UTC
I know those reefs go real deep
Real cliche like a bad metaphor in Hawaii
Let it all bleed all over me
Thoughts like blood that won't crust
Just breath and believe?
Seems nice and easy
Simple pleasures for simple people
No, let's make this real confusing instead
Thoughts of death, even on paradise island
"Paradise" say that to the broken and exploited
Paradise at the expense of everyone else
Happy ******* birthday
**** everything and run
Fear the best thing I've ever done
When do you stop running?
When your ankle gives?
Or the bottle
**** it like a baby and cry when it's gone
What makes it feel better
Hearing trauma ****
Yes, please, please more
Tell me how **** up you are
I'm intimately interested
I don't care how strong you are
Let me see your guts bleed from your lips
Makes me feel a little more human
I guess it's a little too humid
Everyone on this island a little too
And it's little too
The worst things
The ones that **** me
Are what really can bring me back
So choke me out
Throw me on my back
But no head after that
Just punches to it
Just frontin too
I'm soft as ****
And you can't handle it
Either can I
You like music
But didn't want to know how I make it
Well guess what
Not much to do with you naked
I eat lunch off thoughts
And throw up the rest
The best sleep I get
Is with a numbed out head
Then it's finally lights out
Alcoholics like it better with nights out
Nights in
Party alone and **** alone and be alone
I'd much rather prefer
Don't really care
About your needs wants or desires
If I can just light my own fire
I don't care to make amends
I'd rather make end plans
Jump off the ship
And cook in the fire
Let it burn all night
Until I choke
Nov 30, 2019
Nov 30, 2019 at 1:01 AM UTC
Now In All Honesty...
I’m NOT Pleased Easily...
Or Yes... Easily Pleased... !!!
Cos' I Really Don’t Think...
Or Believe It’s A Sin..
To Get What You Want...
When You Have Paid For Stuff...
That’s Said To Hang Tough...
Or To... “ Be The Business “...
So Will Give You What’s Best... !!!
Which Is Why Governments...
Have NEVER Pleased Me... !!!
When What They Represent...
Tends To Be Policies...
That Do NOT Set Us Free... !!!
They Just Bring Us Disease...
And New... AUTONOMIES... !!!
That Aren’t Likely To Please...
People In... Poverty... !!!
And What About Those...
Who AREN’T New Tech Savvy... ?
Will They Just Become Broke...
Or Be Pleased Easily...
By Online Currencies...
And Tech... Economies...
Where There Is No Money... ?!?
... CASHLESS Societies... !?!
Will They Easily Please... ?!?
Or Just Automate Dreams...
Like Some Sci-Fi Movie...
And Make New Age Tech Thieves...
Who Do... CLICK Robberies... !!!
... Am I Being CRAZY... ?!?
Or Just Painting A Scene...
Where New Technology...
Will NOT Easily Please... !?!
These Heads Who Believe...
That New Tech Is The Key...
To A Future Where We...
Are Free of Disease...
And Things Like Poverty...
Cos They’ve...
... WOKE From Their Sleep...
That’s Lasted CENTURIES... !?!
That’s Right These SHEOPLE’ Breeds... ?!?
Who Stand Up For FRONTIN’...
About... Less Corruption... !!!
So Fall For... ANYTHING...
That They’re Told To Now Think... !?!
And That DOESN’T Please Me...
Not Even... REMOTELY... !!!
And This Clearly Is Why...
I’m A DIFFICULT Guy...
To Deal With At Times...
Which I DO Recognise... !!!
I Just Like Things Done Right...
Is That Really A CRIME... ?!?
To These People Who TRY...
To PLEASE But DISPLEASE... !!!
Because of Their TRICKS...
Falseness And FAST LIPS...
That Prove That Ships SINK...
And Will DISPLEASE You QUICK...
If You Don’t Challenge Things...
BEFORE Lockdowns Begin... !!!
And What of... VIRUSES... ?!?
Seen In Twenty Twenty...
They’ve Done MORE Than Displease... !!!
And Brought MORE Than DISEASE... !!!
Ask These Drug Companies...
What Money They’ve Brought... ?
To Their Corporate Boards... !?!
And Now What of VACCINES...
Have They... Easily Pleased...
Or Will They Prove To Be...
What Feed Nightmarish Scenes...
That Aren’t Conspiracies... !?!
Now I Really Don’t Know...
But I’ll Tell You This Though... ?!?
I’m NOT Easily Pleased...
So Am Not Prone To Joke...
About Peoples... “ Quotes “...
And Their Talk About HOPE...
ENOUGH With The Talk... !!!
Start Walking Some Walks...
That Prove We Are Better...
Than Waging Vendettas...
And Using Agendas...
Like Man With Berettas... !!!
I’m Just An Upsetter...
Who’s Good With These Letters... !!!
Because I Believe...
In Giving Your Best...
And The Best Qualities...
In The Things You Express...
Which Is Why...
When It Comes To...
... Women And Men...
And ESPECIALLY When...
It Comes To The Talents...
Who Claim To Be BEST...
I’m A SERIOUS Guy...
Who They Do NOT Impress... !!!
Because Just Like This Piece...
of... Big Virge Poetry...
I Won’t Be Shy To Speak...
If Your Movements Are Weak...
And Your Work Is Shoddy... !!!
You’ll Be Shown REAL QUICKLY...
That The... Brother Big V...
Is NOT...
..... “ Easily Pleased “.....
Sep 30, 2021
Sep 30, 2021 at 6:13 PM UTC
Wither you up or down
folks still gone clown
and frown
looking all around
and won't give a cent
to your name
if you fall down
Jul 20, 2018
Jul 20, 2018 at 1:18 PM UTC
lips trembling _ veiled heart
channeling my future
i want _ will part
although my soul _ enraptured
wont be your secret wifey
sleepin' alone _ you frontin'
we down _ but i'm sugah free
leavin' my thirst _ wantin'
trapped in your afflictions
unleashin' my_ fear
no longer addicted
my mind _ crystal clear
tryin' to maintain _ pretend
i'm fine _ it's a good situation
inside my mind _ we end
you _ are infatuation
your on notice now
mind on a mission
my spirit wont allow
the flesh _ submission
taking off the chains
removing that *** bind
and whatever remains
will be impossible to find
Fall
Sep 5, 2018
Sep 5, 2018 at 1:25 PM UTC