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My hero stands,
Firmly against his enemy,
He assumes a fighters stance,
And he focuses his energy
A clashing, violent dance,
Erupts and the earth starts trembling

Combat is his purpose,
He's the master of his trade,
A happy man, on the surface,
But he's got a monster in a cage
He fights when he has to,
Always for greater good,
He taught me to forgive my foes,
Because I know that he would

His name is Son Goku,
And he lives in my soul
A hero, unspoken
Embodiment of light, as a whole

He'd come back from the dead,
To save us all again
We'd all be in his debt,
But it's no price to him
NeroameeAlucard Sep 2015
Shon Goku Setsu, cleanly translated
Means "The Wrath of the Raging Demon"
I happen to have one following me
And much like a corrupt politician, it's constantly schemin

Some days I awake with a spring in my step
Others I have to force myself up
Some days I want to drink all life has to offer
Some days I can't even lift up the cup

I'm sick of being miserable! I'm sick of writing about it!
DA-N IT DEMON I HAVE DREAMS TO CHASE DOWN AND GOALS TO ACCOMPLISH

"Shut up Nero! misery is all you know!"
This demon won't relent, directing me into channeling the Satsui No Hado
To be continued
Andre Baez Aug 2013
Everyone Has a Story… Here’s Five.


Part I: Cousin

I remember
That daze I felt those days
Those days that were fixtures
In my life at the time
But like all good stories
They come to an end
Sometimes abruptly

I was on the island,
At the very top,
Looking down from our mountain,
It was night time,
And the lights shined clearly,
Little holes from the bottom of heaven were penetrating the world,
As they did so I peered on,
Never truly understand what heaven was,
This was my element,
The curiosity which was placed in me,
Since the birth of my being,
Has never been one for being quenched,
Even if my parents tried to beat it out of me,
After a time they kind of hit a fork in the road and decided to go right,
But at the last second I side stepped and ran my behind to the left,
Because the right side isn't always the right way to go,
I felt that their minds died some time ago,
But I was a kid, in the hoods of Puerto Rico,
Only visiting, never witnessing,
The day to day realities,
That came from living so rapidly.

I met my cousin for the second time the days before that night,
He took me under his wing almost immediately and I was happy to follow,
He was a tall man, tattooed from head to toe,
I thought the second I laid eyes on him, that this was my role model
As a lover of Hip-Hop I thought this was how everyone should look,
He would cuss, and spit, and drink, and have several women on deck,
While rolling a couple of joints,
This was the MAN!

However, this view didn't last for very long,
Because on that night,
I witnessed the devil for the first time,
I crawled from beneath my covers,
That my mother had so carefully put into place,
As a safeguard against the realities of the world,
That would come true in my childish fantasies of the boogie man,
The only bad I knew was what was told to me by the news,
People falling left and right cause of wars and other endless fights,
But in my mind they could be brought back to life by the Dragon *****,
Unfortunately Goku wasn't here this night,
I snuck through the house silently,
As the noise would be drowned out by the singing of coquis,
My bare feet hit the humid pavement following the rush down the stairs,
I only wanted to see my view,
The view of heavens holes peering through the vast and dark sky,
It was located at the edge of a cliff that looked over a ravine and then the wilderness,
At the precise moment I stopped to realize my will,
My dream was disrupted by a voice,
Followed by a sound that sliced through my mind and deflated my childish intuition,
A sound that penetrates my adult mind and echoes in the silence to this day,
Muffled screams echoed out after I heard the gunshots ring,
Beneath the sounds of the forests singing,
My heart was pounding slowly,
I was strangely calm rather than panicky and fearful,
Not that I was a brave child, but I remained curious,
Until I saw the blood…
It was then that I saw the dimly lit lamp beneath the moon light,
Resulting in the two bodies casting elongated shadows against the dank Earth,
Followed by a larger body standing over them,
One body was completely still,
While the other one was rocking back and forth,
The terror that took me was shear and raw,
The only other time that I had witnessed such a fear,
Was through the appearance in a pig’s eye,
As my grandfather drove a machete through its heart,
I heard the second shot ring out,
In the same amount of time that it took me to blink,
The other man had been murdered just the same,
And before I knew it the gun was pointed at me,
I stared back and started shaking,
This had to be pure fiction,
But no, this was reality,
I turned to run, but stopped when I realized who it was,
Looking up at me as he exited the thicket and the shadows,
Was my cousin, my role model,
He cocked his head up and looked at me with concern,
But said nothing,
As I ran home breathlessly,
Under the holes into heaven,
That had been put there by bullets,
My childhood was finished…

And I'd never see him again.


Part II: Brother

I remember
That daze I felt those days
Those days that were fixtures
In my life at the time
But like all good stories
They come to an end
Sometimes abruptly

As a child,
I thoroughly enjoyed,
Playing around outside,
I enjoyed getting into play fights,
I loved feeling like I could overwhelm any opponent, but I couldn't.
My brother was way stronger than me,
He had the height advantage,
And best believe he had the weight advantage,
But still, I thought I could manage,
It never really crossed my mind that my brother was a bit off,
To me he was a big kid,
A quiet companion,
My best friend,
My heart.

That was more than enough,
Until one day I went too far,
See my brother had one toy that he loved,
It was string; he'd tear up clothes to make string,
He'd cry up storms at department stores if he didn't get his string,
He'd hit my mother and punch my father if he didn't get string,
I just always thought the exception was me,
I was his play mate, he smiled at me,
Something quite rare for my big brother to do as a result of his condition,
And the medication he was taking,
You see when a child has autism they kind of want to do their own thing,
They want to be on their own,
Enjoying whatever it is they enjoy doing on their time,
But I had a child's mind and a child's ego,
His toys were mine too,
Share with me,
Play with me,
Look at me,
ME, ME, ME!
So he punched me right across the face,
I went flying into a sliding paneled glass door and began crying,
When my mother entered the room,
She asked what was going on and tried to calm me down,
I wouldn't listen so she told me shut up before the neighbors called police,
And we were both taken away,
Being that my mother was a single parent, I believed her,
With that being the case, I closed my eyes and didn't look at my arm,
Nor the blood slowly dripping down it onto my fingertips,
Down to the floor below,
I didn't play much anymore after that,
I was too childish to blame myself,
So the fault was his.

The fault would end up being mine,
As this action being a culmination of things done by my brother,
Led my father and my mother to do what I thought was unthinkable,
They chose to let him go,
Giving him to a group home,
My young mind couldn't even begin to comprehend the pain they felt,
But to me all I could see was two adults giving up on their son,
I saw love and hope dissipate right in front of my eyes,
He was playing with his string in the back seat of the car,
While I sat beside him just watching him,
Saving every movement of his,
And his joy into my memory banks,
To be left to gather dust; because the pain was too much to harness,
But with respect I chose to re-open the chest,
And hold my brother in my arms once again,
Before he was ripped away from me,
And given away to the monstrous people,
That wouldn't let him hug his mother nor me,
I didn't care if this is what was needed to be,
I was losing my brother!
My blood!
My playmate!
My best friend!
My only friend!
My HEART!
It didn't matter that he hit me,
It don't matter if he hit my mother or father,
Because the beating my heart was taking was too much,
For my slim frame and still developing body to handle,
As such my growth was stunted and I gained heart problems,
On top of the asthma,
Autism meant nothing to me,
He was everything!

But it ended with me sleeping alone,
At home he was gone.


Part III: Father

I remember
That daze I felt those days
Those days that were fixtures
In my life at the time
But like all good stories
They come to an end
Sometimes abruptly

I never felt much towards you,
I was taught to love my mother solely,
As she was the one always there to heal my bumps and bruises,
The only memories I have of you from my childhood,
Are of you feeding me God awful food and teaching me to ride a bike,
But I forgot how to ride a bike,
And I could cook what you cooked on my own,
Burnt hotdogs, and pasta, and cereal never really fazed me,
Every other memory is a blur,
Your love was like a line or two painted upon a Mona Lisa of love,
That I had gathered from the various sources of inspiration in my life,
I could always gain appreciation for them,
But not for you.


As I entered my adult years,
You tried to make up for it,
I knew you had pent up guilt inside from not seeing me,
Yet you bought presents and rose up the seeds of another tree,
Seeds that I don't blame,
I only wanted to smell the same flowers that you gave them,
So you were trying to give them to me while I could still smell them,
But that sense was long gone along with my sense of sight,
Literally my vision was fading, but my mind was expanding,
As I was witnessing the world around me quite clearly, and the soul within me,
Just wouldn't release me, from the overwhelming feeling of needing you,
A father figure I could depend on,
A monument for what a man should be, and truly believe in,
As it comes to issues of morality, love, and loyalty,
Up until this point you had only taught me resentment,
Resentment leading to hate,
But I wanted to honor you in place,
So I hide the parts of me that you don't care to see,
I hide my relationships,
I hide my true feelings,
I hide my poetry,
Because if you found those things,
I would no longer be free,
And I refuse to submerge my soul into slavery,
Just for you to feel like you rose up the brightest son,
When truly the darkness is where I was brought up and where I belong,
Moonlight is the only thing I can touch with my pen,
As I compose the paintings residing in my head,
Of wordsmiths and demons battling,
Because words are my angels,
And they have always been there in every instance,
Whenever I've needed a piece of wisdom,
Or a calming presence that would come from the essence,
And recollections of stories of glory,
Stories that helped me forget you,
I love you, and hope our relationship can bloom,
But I no longer wish to speak on you.


Part IV: Mother

I remember
That daze I felt those days
Those days that were fixtures
In my life at the time
But like all good stories
They come to an end
Sometimes abruptly

I was taught to feel love towards you,
And it still remains as strong as ever,
From when I was a child,
Your sacrifice made my life exactly what it is,
Exactly what I needed it to be in order to grow and explore my soul,
To reach for my dreams,
You have always given to me,
Even on your last two cents,
Both would be for me,
You were my mother goose,
Even if I seemed like a young rooster,
Because we were always so different,
You always wanted to mold me into your vision of me,
While you instilled in me many things which cling tightly to me,
You've made someone completely different from what you expected,
I hold different views and truths that are separate from you,
Which is fine, but for a time it would keep me from being who I desired to be,
Because you could never cut the umbilical cord.

In fact, it was wrapped around my neck,
The death of me was coming slowly,
Due to the inhibitions of my creativity,
You loved that I would write, but you hated what I was writing,
Hip-Hop, home to me, was looked at as purgatory,
You couldn't see why I would want to listen to these stories,
Stories of struggling and hustling and juggling jobs, drugs, women, and friendships,
These ships were all sailing gallantly through my mind; the wordplay was so sublime,
And the fact that the words blended with their worlds were so unkind,
Appealed to me, but you were blind,
This changed my perspective,
However what really taught me to be a man,
Was when you began pushing opposing women out of my life,
I would be deep in love, buy-a-ring love,
But one thing would be enough to trigger a string of insults,
And a manikin-like regard for the person of whom I adored,
This was too much for me, you were systematically ending my dreams,
I thank you for your love and for everything that you continue to do for me,
But the cataclysm that was forming in this poets mind,
Was becoming too much to bridge,
If this feeling was to be ongoing,
So as a desperate act of love and care,
I left you behind,
But the love is forever there,
I'm a man because of you,
Your heart will forever reside with me on my journey,
You’ve no need to be frightened,
I’ve got you, I’ve got us,
My senses have been heightened.


Part V: Lover

I remember
That daze I felt those days
Those days that were fixtures
In my life at the time
But like all good stories
They come to an end
Sometimes abruptly

We met after a string of accidents,
Accidents that nearly cost me my life,
These were love losses, blood losses,
Things I’d never thought I could recover from,
The experiences had me going numb,
Until you found me… or did I find you?
It's hard to tell it just seemed like we were two lost souls,
Looking to quell our young hunger for the opposite ***,
Each and every day was spent together,
First on the stoop in front of your sister’s house,
The place where I first kissed your mouth,
Second on the park benches,
This is where hours flourished from minutes,
Third was along the streets of the world,
You were my diamonds and my pearls,
Indestructible and irreplaceable,
Once you met the paper you were there forever,
With that ink blood that flows through your veins,
A fellow poet whose love would stain my mental,
Instrumental in gifting my simple world with a new understanding,
It wasn’t how I imagined, but God laughs at notions of planning,
I finally found out what it meant to be in love,
I never had two people show me what it was,
Honestly the many descriptions of hate,
Is what would be seen at the gate of my consciousness,
As such, I believed this same fate would await me,
It was once the singular feeling with which I could relate,
But the euphoric hands you laid on me,
Made me lose an awake thought process,
As I was in a lake filled with your waters,
That would flow to rivers,
Followed by seas of your loving,
Seas consummating your body,
As I laid on the beach,
Believing it to be a dream.

But it wasn't, and it shouldn’t have ended,
In reality, love has ways of being reprimanded,
I was so lucid, and the picture was candid,
It was the simplest of pleasures that I'd ever been handed,
I learned right away the right things to do,
To flow from my heart and work my way into you,
To take care of my lips,
A rough kiss can't ******,
Nor find proper pleasure,
Along a woman's surface,
You’d allow me to peruse your mind,
Sending shivers up your spine,
As I embarked on my conquest,
Explorations of lustful aspirations,
Symbolizing and synthesizing,
Each and every stroke,
Representing a new letter,
In the alphabet of love,
Allowing our tale to unwind,
To combine the breathlessness of our exploits,
With our hearts desire for choice,
Which declined to lend voice,
To the greater work to be done,
The acquisition of newer positions,
Are symptoms of the journey,
Keep going, never surrender,
Be tender and conquer,
Mental foreplay is stronger,
Than any physical touch.

Love of a poet both bold and stoic,
Is a simplistic view of unfolded vibes and rhythms from the inside,
This could never subside to anything less than genuine spirit of heart and signs,
Among the winds, trees, stars, because you are the art,
You are Moses parting the red sea of my subconscious,
You are the dark sphere which encircles me,
You are the light that penetrates me,
You are harmonic melodies and sweet remedies,
You are rude symmetries and cool symphonies,
You are a lesson learned and an angel untouched,
With exception of me,
Hushed whispers or high pitched screams,
Mean nothing, without the mind following the body to finality,
The fluidity of our ****** motion,
Is a reflection of our mental state,
I seek not to pass through you,
I seek to become one with you.

That's how I feel about poetry,
That's also how I feel about ***,
That's how I feel about you,
You showed me the way,
You are my soul mate,
One with the words I write,
And the memories that I seek the convey,
You are the sun pouring through with the rain,
You are my miracle, one year my junior,
Fifty years older under the skin,
Deep within, your soul, my solar,
Not an eclipse, but a shimmering glow,
Always for my love and never for show.

I fall in love with people's honesty.
Their smile.
Funny jokes.
Tears.
Scars.
Passions.
Eyes.
Dreams.
Their spirit.

Word to Marley Soul.

Five steps in my growth,
Five indispensable cogs of my sou
Write lyrics like spreadsheets with number crunching
Calculate the isotopes
numerical accuracy in the vein of vain attempts to overcome
the show off tendencies of artist who exhibit flow to illicit
concern about existence beyond what they can see of pedagogical poetry
more concerned with numbers and patterns
who gives a **** what the stress is on the vowel in the third stanza  
lyrically despondent personal correspondents for a publication that says
more about what you know than what you feel
and who you are
computer says no, statistically impossible, synaptic haiku
five seven five
musical ronin
go go gadget of talent
extend-o-pole and flying nimbus as you train like son-goku
hyperbolic chamber where time is an illusion only to collapse
true Saiyans are warriors from the womb until death and after
over nine thousand and the scanner short circuits
write on the clouds with light so hot that it burns on thought
not contact
no constants, just variables, electron microscopes to try and hear the angels sing.
Large Hadrons small dreams, no love, just roman numerals
XIV, ***, Blood transfusions in the realm of “O Positive” and you're just a pessimist, negative Nancy at the end of evolution
Flesh and bone as a tent in your double helix of a genome,
flesh like clay in the hands of some master
but you know no master
no nations, under no gods but Darwin
all 23 chromosome pairs making 46 parts of your brain
screaming neurons fire
WRITE
WHAT
YOU
ARE
If you should so choose as to end not with a bang but a whimper
then your memory is forfeit
contribute in some meaningful semblance of sarcasm and sinsethesia with anesthetic medications of pop remedies and voided memories
of sinthesisia
Smell the colours and taste the sounds of pen on paper
when you never own a pen or a pad
just a bright white rectangle you stare at for hours on end
No thoughts just Digg and Reddit
your only contributions a thumbs up or a red thumbs down
like buttons
but no dislike, because if you've got nothing nice to say
then say nothing
unless you're outrage and full of spite
and morose
at the state of human nature
beauty and song thrown out in an effort to leave nobody behind
and so we have a generation coming in
at the age of 5, who are told new math
new science
wrote memorization of equations
no thought process, no argument about relation
theory of relativity, the genious mind just numbers and letters on a page with squiggles and lines that don't have to mean anything more than they mean on the book
we have a generation with no lust, no hope
Do they dream in black and white?
do they dream at all?
is the consequence of IQ tests and graded paper intelligence
the thirst for knowledge and creativity?
WE HAVE TO SCREAM
at the injustice
Burn it to the bricks and ashes
we hurl through the windows
in the streets and in the parks
car radios and clock towers sold
for cheap homemade *****
dance around the fire like the wild things are
LET THE WILD RUMPUS BEGIN
but then we're still hollow
no happy medium, just excess
in the pursuit of Dionysus, trepination,
demon possession is illegal in the eyes of the police and federal law
spread your legs and lean against the car
as they frisk you and plant the seed
of doubt
in the cuffs of your jeans
You have the right to remain silent
but I hope you don't
refuse
question
resist
work in progress.
solEmn oaSis Nov 2015
on the 6th day of January
a baby boy were born namely
Solomon E. Sicio,
he was the 7th child as recorded too.
5 years later,,,he learned how to write,sing and the eagerness to listen
1 day,,, bcoz of his thirst and hunger..he roved around to the kitchen
HEY ! WHAT ARE YOU DOING ? voiced over by his eldest brother
Oh Kuya come and look,how should i cut this lime? I GOT WONDER!

kuya Sonny took the knife- begun to talk and started to demonstrate.
so he'd enlightened from then on and used to love playing such a mind game,
times gone by,he uses 2 nickname--"Sol or MON" on his 3rd grade.
But he hates the feeling when he is already 8 years old.Less than a decade
.............has just past again-he decided to grew up and be matured enough!
Until now----out of 9 of his brethren ,,,don't know his caliber for being tough
,,,,but 4 of his best-friend really knew how he draw the character named
san Goku
and he finally entered to the nation of hp world,,and want to say............
HOW HE LOVES AND HATE TO PLAY THE GAME SO CALLED ...**sudoku
special thanks to Hidden agenda for the poem of its own
entitled Am I Thirsty or Hungry?
,,,,,,
when i read that.. i just wanna share also, some sort of bedtime stories
i've been doing to my son and daughter
:a seven and six years old children of mine without their mother
because me and my wife are currently living in seperate lives !
Descovia Aug 2022
I been on, and on, and on going at it.
Bring the metal, if you have it.
We can play it out.
I'm paranoid, indulge into the void.
I'm a black Savage, bad as Black Sabbath.
Set your ship, ****-deep,
Your last words, you better
assist with what we can salvage!
The other side of me, asked if you can manage!
I'll take us both out!
Go out. Goku and Raditz
Blasted into King Kait's World
Special Beam Canon.
None of this is common.
None of ths Canon.
I'm no Nick, we wildin' out
Flying high, disregard all by default
without a calculated LANDING.
KOBE!!! ****!  We miss you!
Repent for our sins. Cause we done ENOUGH DAMAGE!
I'm losing my patience and my cool
I'll be ****** if another fool
goes inside a school, with a gun
I'm no mailman. But I will bust out the package.
Go ham on the packet, take it out da plastic!
I'll road-rage-rampage, Laredo Heat
Blacked out Bandit. I am coming for answers!

No water, all Ice with fire.
Pray for help, if he's old enough
To game and gamble, then he can get scrabbled.... like eggs!
Then give him every sample to lead by example
I am not playing games, off with his head!
i am not soft with the dread.
Get ravaged and dismantled
act hard, then get HANDLED!!
Help me. Help me.  Help me....
White noise bringing the realization
from the brain's static
My mind's eye open, I'ma black man,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I
no **** with black magic!
Playing board games, got me bored with your tactics
Try me, you be in Monopoly, figuring why you're "Sorry"
The trouble is on it's way and Trouble is bringing damage
I got nothing else to lose,
My life more wasted than CJ on
highway drifting on xanax.
SKKKKKKKRRRRRRRRRTTT!!!!!!!
Awh ****. HERE WE GO AGAIN.

I will make the best out of my skills.
I am empowered by you all.
Thanks for believing and honoring me.
My decisions to help this world through
the power of words of wisdom and love
Bre Woeller Apr 2016
DBZ
Goku wears orange, Vegeta wears blue.
You're not a Saiyan, but I still choose you.
Your presence is stronger than a kamehameha beam.
Like Gohan and Videl, we make a great team.
Our love is over 9000, it's true.
Even destructo discs couldn't separate us two.
Let Nimbus fly us through our journey of life.
I love you, my warrior. Sincerely, Your Wife.
Levi Kips Dec 2017
Animated means to bring to life.
Animation is evolving.
Animation went from being point A and point B to finally involving the journey.
Animation has evolved to being three dimensional. Seeing more than just right and wrong but now seeing reason. So when my significant others attempt to shoot me down by telling me I'm too animated, I smile.
I smile because I have evolved.
I smile because I'm finally bringing you to life. You brought me into your life only, not to feel lonely anymore. All the problems that won't here between us in the past are finally arising as you are growing muscles on your backbone that only See's right and wrong.
Is it that the problems aren't transparent anymore or are your bones finally catching something in between them. Anyway you break down the definition of Me, you will always get that I am alive. Even the Greek breakdown of the word animate still say I'm soulful even more than your soul food.
It's not my fault when you want to send problems my way I change the environment we're dueling in like a Yu-Gi-Oh field spell card. You want me to get real like bullets but even then shots I avoid them like the matrix.
I can get real like the Hokages death and still show honor in our battles like I'm Goku. Animation shouldn't be the reason why our relationship takes a step back. That shows me that you were dead from the start and I should of started my prologue somewhere else.
SirDlova Mar 2014
I was about to give up,
To tell my heart to slow down,
To not pump.
Cause my heart was lonely,that it couldn't beat alone.
Silent phone,no one to call me.
Untill I found you
Yes you
Your heart did not neglect me
Your smile shined upon me
Your love did not hide from me  
By the time your eyes met my eyes
My heart iced,I sow the light
Its been dark for a while now
You showed up,like the sunrise
I was blind,but I see now

You said hearts beat
Mine beats for you
I said I love you
You said "I love you too"
I asked my self "is it true"
If I'm dreaming,don't wake me up
Cause you showed me that you love me true.
Not false,I'm column A and you B
What will I be?
Without you
When I snezze
You say bless you
I'm already blessed,cause when I found you,I wasn't lucky..I Got Blessed!

They say never say never
I jus said never
And I'll never live you.
I'm yours,only yours,I'm with you.
And that's better.
I'll never let go
That I promise.
We may fight,cry,scream..still,I'll never let go.
Snow or no snow,I'm with you
You may grow old and walk slow,I won't let go.

I love you..because I love you
I love you for you,not for who you are,
Not for who I am..But for who we will be together! And that's Family :-)..Call me Goku and you Chichi
Love exist..Open your eyes
Sebastian VL Mar 2020
Super Saiyan like Goku
Japanese got Nobu
Got things to blow through
Soul searching eat soul food

Lineman said go blue
Know things I know too
Cough down got the flu
'Rona season ye they knew

Hit a lick and they rich now
Kobe shooting bricks now
Make music you call sounds
Shorty go two rounds

Henny Henny on the flip town
Jealousy they talk about
I don't really give a **** now
I just wanna blow it up now

Someone come roll spliffs
6ix God go views this
Air punching got no fists
I just feel so diff

Get rich and go dip
Pinking I go swim
Jelly jelly got no diss
****** like solstice

Don't want to lose connect
Dripping down like a faucet
I just want to be blessed
Late sleep feel too stressed

Situations go reflect
"**** my ex" is a reflex
I just want two things
Big money and respect

East to side to the rex
Play smart got no decks
Aces  up next
Need a queen be the best

Whip around in my X
Flex on my ex
Check time Rolex
Get "I miss you" texts
This poem is a rhythmic work of art that flows to the instrumental of "B.S" by Jhene Aiko Ft. H.E.R. It is a personal poem based on my past gastronomical, athletic, romantic, and impactful experiences. Constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated. Have a good day. :)
Vampyre Kato Jun 2016
The Lessons A Message, It’s Stressing Me Out,
I Won’t Be On The Couch, I’m Leaving The House,
Right Away, There Is No Lighter Way, Ties To Pay,
I’m Happy Sad Too, Ohh But I’m Okay,
Unaware Of My Next Step, Although My Toe When It Goes, I Know Will Be Perfectly Divine,
I’m Signed & Its Time, No Rewind, When I Hug The Mic & Cry,
Blood Dripping From My Eyes, Natural Is Factual , An Actor If I Tried,
Ears Ringing, Interesting, Intriguing Vibes,
Tonight I’m Going To Leave , Geez The Chest Squeeze ,
I See Nothing But Light,
Better Days Are On The Rise,
Jesus Is My Best Friend , Always By My Side,
On Long Walks , Dark Nights, I’m Alright,
Lantern Jesus Corner Of The Room,
Cleaned Out The Mean Sound, The Surround Is So Smooth,
I’m Kato Goku, With The Chi,
Besides God, I’m The Only Jaw Feeling Speaking This Deep,
Embracing All This Pain IN The Void Making Noise Feeling ME,
I Could Hang My Self With The Rope To Vent Notes.
Id Rather Have The Mic  Sand In Toes On The Beach,
Ocean Waves, Ocean  Made, Angelic Heart, Alien Brain,
I’m Feeling The Sun. I’m Spilling The Rain,
A Million Ways, A Billion Pays
Nilia Loh Sep 2020
Those people **** me off,
Making me scoff.
Gosh they're so irrelevant,
What a joke to flaunt their inelegance.
They like inducing pain,
But their efforts will be in vain.
I won't run from your storms,
You won't see me be torn.
I'll never crawl back to you,
So go play with someone new.
I rise up to my prime,
I stand up with pride.
Got me charged like Goku,
Don't regret when I choke you.
I won't ever look you in the eye,
Cause you're not even worth my time.
So try to rain on my parade,
So I can put you in your grave.
Frieza Aug 2017
F is for fantastic the quality of my strength
R is for revolutionary quality of my golden form
I for intelligent the last thing monkeys will ever be
E for extinction of all that cross my path
Z for zoophagous when I'm in a fight
A is for accomplished which I am not because of Goku!
My skills be swift as a meteor welcome to the tour
Of Yosef ******* rhymes galore left ya sore
Mentality couldn't handle my lyrical gore
From the sky ceiling to the earth floor
I'm makin' splits like lightening fast and frightening
Even lost spirits got the reciting cuz I'm hypin'
Up the baddest brews sip only a few
Still breakin' crews like news worldwide views
Who could do what I do got the power of Goku
And you be sweet as that purple fool in Ginu
Force forget the source took a spiritual course
Once my brain went into REMS registered my consciousness
Like DMs
See him he ain't as intellectual as Eye
Still got curtains over his eyes beat mesmerize
So much so your pours open from the temperature rise
Know wise guys who demise fakers running around with brokers mentality enterprise
I realize I'm aboriginal and so you are you
Well if you was enslaved too?
The system cuz they love to lynch 'em
You know em' the color I'm talking about
But everybody loves to dismiss about
But the truth is lifting veil while tappin' nails
On the table scared of us breaking the sable
See me I'm just an average dude sike I'm a successors
To MF Doom Whoaaa

While the enemies pistol is shootin'
and the lobbyist still lootin"
Our everyday presence wake up and smell the war incense
See the love to keep fear intense with immense
Nonesense then ask us to repent for the lent
They left on others nations filled with color
Well? It seems like they only attack people similar to Black
But now that you have the facts lets
Get the bumpin' back on track
No locos or rail roads just a dirt road leading the way
To where their souls got taken away
To the crossroads along with skulls and bones
Stolen legacy a representation of brutal democracy
But somehow the black man was made the enemy?
Hidden in the Vatican Rome I'm all alone
Searchin' for destiny but somehow she finds me
Sittin' in the cemetery park with the Buddha sparks
I can't see nothing like an atom to quark
I'm science undefined rewind back to my timeline
Royal ya highness I'm the highest dynasty baby made from the finest Hard fro me to digest
all this knowledge But they stay with ******* stress test oh I guess?
Classy J Aug 2018
Cardio vascular triple ontondra going in like a diamond back anaconda.
Going berserk like I’m Jane Fonda, turning to the dark side just to see why exactly the devil wears prada.
Working protocol like carter, and knowing I just might die a martyr.
Piecing the clues together to conclude it was the hedge scissors in the ballroom and was perpetrated by the gardener.
I’m as reckless as archer, yet as serious as Kevin Cozner. I’m bizarre like the schemes of jafar, yet I got a killer instinct like a jaguar.

Gathering support like I’m goku, for my bars are superb where other rappers bars are tasteless like tofu.
I’ll keep these rappers in their place for I’m a master like shifu.
My only weakness is that I love having snusnu, but I keep my light and dark centred like some kind of ancient guru.
You can either accept my point of view, or kiss my rear view. Although I have zentoku, I’m also not afraid to initiate a cou.
For I don’t fully trust people so don’t worry it’s not necessary a issue I have with you.
It’s just business, and I’m in the business of self preservation, and just like Batman I always have to use caution.
Now I know why I’m on probation, because I don’t feel safe in my own nation.
I guess I just forget how to be rational in tense situations, and that’s why I’m always on stress leave or on vacation.

What can I say I have strong opinions and passions, and I’m so sick of words but no actions.  
People say I’m unrealistic and idealistic, and they say I’m overthinking things that are actually quite simplistic.
And then I get Teachers wanting to diagnose me as autistic,  society trying its best to group me into negative statistics.
Counsellor worried about my tendency of being nihilistic, religious Pharisees angry that I call em out on being so legalistic.
But **** it, some won’t ever understand it or like what I have to spit.

I have a creative mind which doesn’t fit in with the norm, and my stubbornness won’t let me conform.
I have intrinsic perspective that roars like a thunderstorm, and just when people think I’m done and out I unveil my ultra instinct form.
Look listen up *****, I’m adamant about these clips, and I got an entire empire to run so **** all the haters man for to me they are like blips on the radar, classy j you know I gotta play hard when it comes to calling out all ya hickish mater's.
I’m just a gargantuan indiaho that shuts down all these racist ***** *** gringos.
But a lot of people mistake me as an Español but ya better get your head examined because your a estupido feo!

I’m not that elegant but I’m intelligent with my gambling chips, but a lot yawl can’t see that because my essence is that of an eclipse.
Imma put ya into a perpetual stasis if you think you can replace this! Classy j is my alias, my thoughts are spontaneous, and if ya must know my zodiac sign is a Taurus.
So some may say that I have a short temper, so that must mean I’m to blame just like a Templar.
Or that I’m as brutal as a zar, but I’m just a outspoken poet that sometimes pulls the wrong strings on humanities guitars.
But **** it I’ll still go ******* these tracks, I’ll go hard like palpitations that may shock ya but we both know I’m just spitting the facts.
Getting ya hooked on me like imma aphrodisiac, but don’t get too excited or else ya might give yourself a heart attack.
I’m a mathematic on the tracks, I’m uncommon like unsalted gluten free ramen.
I put my time in, and when you see me with a gun on me in the streets ya best know I’m wildin.

Straight gutta **** boy imma get on your nerves like I’m Alvin, but you better be prepared because imma freak like Charles Manson. There will be no chance you rappers can defeat me, because just like John cena I always kick out before three.
You can’t see me, you can’t see my destiny so don’t come up to me all high and mighty thinking you have the right to judge me!

So I ask you are you God?
Didn’t think so, unless you have a God complex like Kanye and his main **.
Only God may judge me for what I say and for what I do, so throw the first stone if no sin has ever afflicted you.
Oh yeah that’s right your a human too, so you can take your entitled self-righteous easily offended *** outta my sight before I do it for you! I’m sick of people feeling like I owe em something, but here’s the the truth ******* I don’t owe you nothing.
I won’t apologize for being honest, I won’t apologize because I have freedom of speech and I use that freedom to demolish this society that is as deadly as a hornets nest.
Since I was a baby, I wore the crown of hades, no if ands or maybes,
Prior thoughts of killers lately, my enemies always set, a vision for me to see,
Sight em ahead, so many envious of bread, love of wars, got us by the heads,
Free money only for dummies, they being set up by the scummies,
Mastermind of commies, yo I watch every thing around me, like cream,
But it dont rule me, I just sit back like Poseidon guarding the seas,
My flows astronomical, disaster make tapes artificial, yall too superficial,
I spit the real Yo, no beats or an instrumental, some say I'm detrimental,
Cuz I speak truth, to the youths mental, verbal criminal, am I,
I graze the skies, too fast new flash, I got a ****, from a darkness clash,
Along with lightening, hands open like Raiden, another flawless victory,
And even if I die, yall will mourn me, in this youtube commentary,
A true visionary, twin Nastradmous, hypotnized by death and dramas,
Theatre of the war, see what we in for, see souls rotting to the very core,





They saying they ain't feeling me, but would feel me, if I was dead see,
Uh, that's how fake society, really is they got our kids, living in the grids,
Of they matrix, they staying playing tricks, inside ya mind, look behind,
So you can see what's ahead of you, only a few, understand what I do,
Some won't, cuz they caught up in the show, modern day fiascos,
I lasso my foes, everyday welcome to the ghetto rodeo, kick down the door,  
Of the industry, I shoot til they oozing, out the pores, as I polish the floor,
With my sins, I see the faded djinns, taking me in, and I ain't even cashin,
In yet, no matter the plot or a threat, I stand for wisdom, so I'll never regret,
Forget what, these other brothers sayin, I'm tryna level up my saiyan,
Understand what I'm saying, I'm Goku once I focus, on what I wanna go through,
No fear in my life, I'd ratha die a man, than a cowards, a million showered,
Tryna keep dirt off their name, it's a shame, never swelled on fortune, and fame
Shaquille Reid Jul 2018
Always be comfortable
being uncomfortable.
Simply because
when one
is uncomfortable;
they seek out a comfort zone.
As if it was a clone
to atone the premature memories,
From the embryo to the man you see. (Womb)
I️ realized that,
Before birth we solved issues deliberately
With a simple position shift.
Then the negatives
become positivity,
Which charge my
extremities,
Causing me to
tentatively,
Surpass my limits.
With no gimmicks,
In an exquisite fashion.
As if my faction trained me in
The art of moving before you blink.
Like goku did with ultra instinct.
I️ve broken my barriers.
Now my limits are extinct.
Is the pursuit of a humble mountain,
without a ******.
Like Aang and the four elements.
Like Son Goku and the Autonomous Ultra Instinct.
Satvik gupta Jul 2020
****** AND Shaggy taught me how to handle situations.

Ash and Pikachu taught me never to give up.
Goku and Vegeta taught me how a friendly competition helps you to grow quickly.
Phineas and Ferb taught me how to keep rejuvenating!
Grandpa max taught me that your brain never gets old.

Ya , I never got inspired from those big brains but those virtual characters really helped me to keep trying new things .They motivate me for sure.

I know you will laugh , but yeah! That’s what it is ,  I still believe in them .
real me
Check it my statistics ballistic no counterfeit
Ahhh **** Yosef making hits cold pinch a dead ***
Of a chick laying in my money pit from my ice bit
Suckas catching frostbite fly as a kite obey ya sprite
Mad joy decoyed since I was a boy never been coy
To the rhymes pennies thrown on dime sublime
Life in the lime huh I'm ten toes in the game
Going against the others mayne graze domains
Yo it ain't the same friends only out for dividends
Digging sins tryna comprehend a waging guaging
From the twelve rack backed the shots off the plot
Grave thinker mind sinker like my chochas pinker
Beats gave me an eye winker muscles like Wrinkler
Mafiaso steelo feels the depths of a brother ghetto
Living my life around chaos and lust diamonds
Climbing from the shovels mining see us dining
At the wraths of hell table watching for Cain's able
To make a move put the needle to the groove
Soothe minds starship rocking ya with fellowship
Gods of the universe no rehearse lay the curse
Small talents giving for war weapons cure
The bloodthirsty fools out here begging like Percy!!!



Like comment and subscribe I'm all the way live
Listening to the rains
parade serenades
Brigades of grenades yo I was made /
renegade
Like Jay-Z to Eminem y'all just to feminine
Still sippin' gins flippin' Benz stacking ends
No pretends as the pressures still friends grins
Of envy and chaos struggling to get a coin toss
I been boss look at the way I floss glisten gloss
Off my girls shining third eyes like jewels pearls
Hold up back to this drank in my cup Friday night
Late freak hypes beats done right girl by my sight
She feeling good vibin in the hoods blackwoods
Smoke like an OG loc like Scarface tryna avoid coke
Deals shills plotted of a grill see how cash reels
In the fishes ***** dishes thrown skull and bones
Still dodging the clones in the everyday battlezone
On my own like Patti LaBelle choke haters like Sprewell
Can you tell by the smell I'm ready to feed off vultures
Of the culture black Saiyan ultra Goku bruise crews
From boulevards to avenues flexing venues boozed
Drunken off space times paradigm twlight grinds
Feelin' that boy Serling got my mind swirling off
Unfaithful thoughts look at the birds fly by in the sky
See the ribbons of colors sisters and brothers
Of the universal energy embrace the  beautiful synergy
2D World May 2020
Ocean tides ebb as my moon drifts away
The sun stops shining before dawn when thunderclouds roll on like all dogs going to heaven even the stray
I'm trapped and caged like cell in hell by nightfall, I'm Goku riding the nimbus by day
I don't get paid for the hell that raised my downfall, and I'm not a superhero but I'm shooting sky high in the heavens no royal pain
I'm stuck in purgatory trying to get seven minutes in heaven
Like no weapon formed against me shall prosper then the devil steps in
My biggest fear is to see myself having dreams where I'm not peacefully restin'
But I'm destined, to keep myself from going six feet under so I plunder happiness without a question
When I close my eyes I see red seas on the left and white seas on the right
I see two planes but I don't know if I'm getting on the one that crashes or takes flight
It's like I'm awake but the bed bugs still bite while its shining bright in the daylight
I get enticed by my most recent worldly desires, but I'm trying to extinguish the fire before it ignites
You ever built a wooden building with no foundation but it managed to compete with concrete?
You ever been so down to earth you flew higher than you own creed?
It's like when I live backwards I only see evil, and when I look at how I lived back then I see the devil
So I rebel and rebuke for a revelation so I can stem up from the ground like I'm budding to see a petal
This battle turned me into Malcolm now that I'm stuck in the middle of defeat and victory
I see the Godly aspects physically and spiritually while the devil's mental attacks are nothing short of trickery
So where was I meant to be? Feeling the scorching heat or under his wing working in the industry
But I'm not feeling this chemistry, so is this the end of me? Am I another zombie following a false Deuteronomy
My mind became so apocalyptic just thinking about a picture so vivid
And my insidious beliefs might cause me to croak when I ribbit
One moment I'm ascending to heaven but a dark aura creeps up and sends me descending
I always heard the wide path was trending but why is this treacherous nightmare so never ending
With a body as skinny as mine you'd think I drove on a narrow path
But when you're not steering even your wheel won't align when you feel the wrath
#BatlleBetweenLightAndDark   #WhichIsStronger   #FightOn   #KO
While folks waiting on a reality page I see the world characters staged
Engaged by a twelve gauge of hate it's all a propped stage crops
They wonder why so many of em drops they playing us
Emotionally controlling us telling us what's feelings over lust?
We real they fake I intake stab the deepest in yo heart rate
Unleashed ya vampire energy brace in synergy see new energy
Form my portals Goku disciple super saiyan know what I'm sayin'
Two ways to blaze through guns and **** touching the suns
Hearts of men ease my sins with a couple shots of gin
Studied the past to know the future they talk right to ya
Truth in plain sight assassin waiting for my blasting
New casting camera lights flashing JFK MLK autopsy display
Or is it a mass ****** dummy display to take away
The emotions of humans coasting they minds of free thoughts
Remember what G Clinton told yall dont let them control yall
Think it ain't illegal yet so I'm used to the death sounding threats
The Network I'm Mr Beale can you appeal head shots you'll feel
Become apart of my movie reel til the very day I die from the steel
Only the real with souls can feel my **** til the spirits spill
Ya know the deal when you roll out the fakes see how blood spills
Machiavellian candidate playing as the Hood hero Senate
They cant stop the John Wicks from dropping multiple hits
So let me stop myself now I'll see yall soon in my platinum casket
Once knew this beautiful soul,
Sounds of musical control,
The weight to the heavy vessel, but he
Wanted to be the biggest muscle,
Right handed, next to god, standing on the throne,
With three million bones,
Under along with multiple clones,
Took a third to another zone,
Wings is clipped, he wanted to be self worshipped,
But couldn't get the membership,
So it fell into the church,
Raise ya hands high, see how many souls,
Lined up to fry, and die,
Wishful thinking, prosperity got the
Folks thinking,
They can buy they way, into the heaven,
Sisters to brethren,
Still juggling sins, I saw judgement from within,
My own dreams, became a reality theme,
Ain't no I in team,
Used my will to fight the against wicked ill,
Still sharpen my skills,
I see flaming eyes, wooly hair with the thousand yard stare,
I once saw, scriptures turned into a reality picture,
Famine got us **** and, while y'all steadily jamming, they been planning,
Scanning,
Chips for our branding,
Guerilla tactics handling, no time for emotional gamblin',
Jack the twelve gauge standin,
Amongst the darkness, pictures of a million carcasses,
Don't need a license to ****, too much blood
Is waiting to spill,
They even got Jesus cap peeled,
For tryna heal,
The masses, broke through the horrors glasses, a testament new session of classes,
Slow burn my cigar, drink wine ice and mild sugar,
Studied demonology, to better understand demons around me,
Or better yet divinity, see the sanctity, of people's
Freedom praying to false, dietys,
Which really be, ya enemy,
Ain't got no friends around me, I myself
Is the biggest loyalty,
Caught Seraphim stones, burned my left cheek suddenly,
The burden of the curse, lifted upon me,
The purer the soul the more wickedness
Hunts for thee,
Walk on low cut grass, so I can see snakes slithering as a mass,
Can't avoid the crash or the clash, American dollar bash,
Keep chasing ya goals, only to lose ya self in the lustful of the bold,
Trapped inside of this cold, world but never fall in love with the world,
Don't lose or sell ya self short, cuz folks play with spirits as a sport,
See peer pressure extort, it's more love for drugs and thugs,
Than sweet people giving hugs,
Death is an everyday mission, wrote as
The biggest commission,
Just listen,
They plotting your funeral, from scripted TV's flexing without rehearsal,
Murders exposed, love is closed, they rather run more blood through ya doors,
The more the killing, the more the ratings touching the ceilings,
Of the Georgia stones seven billion mudded atoms, gotta be gone,
To equalize, with the demon treaty, poison of medicine got us needy,
Slow breathin, focus positivity,
Recollect the same energy,
Directed towards me, bounced off Saturns rings, visions of me falling,
Into infinite space, northern lights flashing like camera snipes, iight,
Angel paparazzi, taking shots at me like I wanna be free,
From this society, hide where the troubles find me, blind me,
Oh Lord, to the gores of the world, well evil must be good,
Cuz it plays along with the hood,
Lions even **** their own cubs, so I guess it's
Really no love, but love,
Spelled backwards, is evol, and naw this ain't a hat trick, to a sequel,
See axes could get you split, playing in the game of the dangerous corporate,
I reshaped my mind, I'm like Al Simmons at
His graveyard design,
With many metals, made to be a rebel, up the bass **** the treble,
This is for devils, tryna down me a level,
I don't need a Bible,
To be sanctified, Ive been left for dead before
I was crucified,
Saw the saviors eyes before he demised,
Lightning veins across the skies,
Got a spiritual high,
Blessed by the essence, **** presence  from the fry,
Burn slow with the maple,
This is for ya intellect to staple,
Real ****, for ya mind, far from a fable,
Rose though the ranks like Gabriel,
Watch Demonesses walking with the **** of Sable,
Stalkin' with a bulletproof label,
Flames over my body, a true, Goku trooper, one forty fours getting gathered,
Waitin' for the heavens, to scoop ya,
Mista G Sep 6
In worlds of ink and boundless dreams,
You wove your tales with vibrant seams,
From Saiyan skies to dragons' flight,
Your stories brought us endless light.

In every page, in every scene,
You painted hopes where hearts convene,
With Goku’s strength and magic's grace,
You left a mark no time can erase.

Your universe, a realm so vast,
Where heroes rise and shadows pass,
From Capsule Corp to Namek’s gleam,
You gave us more than just a dream.

With humor, heart, and battles grand,
You crafted realms, a wondrous land,
Now as we part and say goodbye,
Your legacy will never die.

For in the stars where heroes soar,
Your name will echo evermore,
Thank you, Akira, for the ride,
Your stories live, our hearts abide
Classy J Jan 2020
Eye sight can deceive you,
Confirmation bias will blind you,
From the finite exploration, into what is true.
But truth is subjective,
And proof can actually be lie’s hidden within the hedges,
So, be careful about your perspective,
Because it could actually be defective,
Infected by skewed corporate collectives,
Directing the traffic, towards their twisted objectives.
I might just swerve into a different direction,
Then climb up a mountain for a different view,
In order to pursue a journey that is new,
For I will no longer stay shaded or remain so blue,
Got to charge up my ki like I’m  goku,
And use logic to overcome the numbers like sudoku,
And although society may try to put up them walls,
It doesn’t matter because I’ll break through!
To the other side,
For I will make this year my breakthrough,
As I decided to no longer be over generalized!
Or be summarized into only one category.
For you are not the writer of my story!
I couldn’t think of title so I’ll just leave it as untitled #1
Descovia Jun 2022
I been on, and on and on going at it.
Bring the metal, if you have it.
We can play it out.
I'm paranoid, indulge into the void.
I'm a black Savage, bad as Black Sabbath.
Set your ship, ****-deep,
Your last words, you better
assist with what we can salvage!
The other side of me, asked if you can manage!
I'll take us both out!
Go out. Goku and Raditz
Blasted into King Kait's World
Special Beam Canon.
None of this is common.
None of ths Canon.
I'm no Nick, we wildin' out
Flying high, disregard all by default
without a LANDING. ****. KOBE!
We miss you!!
Repent for our sins. Cause we done ENOUGH DAMAGE
I'll be ****** if another fool
Goes into school, with a gun.
I'm no mailman. But a *****,  will bust out the package.
I'll road-rage-rampage, Laredo Heat
Blacked out Bandit. I am coming for answers.
No water, all Ice with fire.
Pray for help, if he's old enough
To game and gamble, he will get scrambled!!
Then give him every sample to lead by example
act hard, then he can get HANDLED!!
Help me. Help me.  Help me....
White noise the realization
from the brain's static
My mind's eye open, I'm a black man, I know, I know, I know
I no **** with No Black magic
Don't get caught up in your own tactics
Life's More wasted than CJ
highway drifting on xanax
Awh ****. HERE WE GO AGAIN.

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