"illest" poems
Crush a bit, little bit, roll it up, take a hit
Feeling lit, feeling light, 2 AM, summer night
Hands on the wheel, uhh, **** that
Life for me is just **** and brews
See the hoes flock to you when your name is Q
Am I over-faded? Hell yeah it's true
Turn a beat on, ain't no limit to what I can do
See this Top Dawg in heat, but I'm a **** the world
I'mma be on tunes 'til God re-furls
You sat me down, I'm still tryna get higher
You looked at me stupid when I twisted the fire
Meanwhile my ***** drunk as ****
A ***** ****** up, we all ****** up
You done ****** up, I brought more blunts
Smoke back to up, you ****** know what's up
Too **** high, can't stand myself
I love drunk driving, man I'm something else
Heat on my side, you're more than welcome to melt
I'm 'bout to finish a pound, you're more welcome to help
**** and brews, **** and brews
Life for me is just **** and brews
I ****** her once, then I could **** her twice
Yeah, you heard me right, I might **** tonight
Wait hold up, back in this mothafuckin' ***** once again
It's the pretty ********** with a 40 ounce of brew
My ***** Q and we drunker than a *****
We gettin' millis ********** yeah, uh
***** **** and brews, unbelieveable
Got a freak or two, in my vehicle
Got the purple drink, got the yellow drink
Then we mix it up, call it Pikachu
With a little bit of crack, little bit of dope
Little bit of smoke, little coke
Little **** when they on them pills
Little bit of E, little bit of shrooms
Little bit of deuce, what it do, hand on the wheels
And I keep the illest, trillest ******* while I'm swaggin' it
Crush a bit, little bit, that's my pursuit of happiness
If I ****** her once, then I could **** her twice
If I ****** her twice, I might change her life
If I change her life she might hit my ****
We could have a some and we could round it off with three
Her, Mary, and me, I'll keep it strictly G
My philosophy upon living right
***** **** and brews, and head every night
Hope the ***** nice, cause I'mma fight the *****
Beat it down and **** I be clowning with
Black Hippy crew, how swag am I
Be the reason why, she wanna drown my ****
But I soon realized, she was super dry
No paper planes, the Vegas will fly
Don't act surprised, too much Loc inside
Let's get stupid high, to where I can't reply
Love smokin' dope, I won't compromise
Nov 18, 2013
Nov 18, 2013 at 2:10 PM UTC
Foresee the dance of the drunk pen,
On a white forgotten page,
And as the Indian ink has left its charm,
Through poetic swords of faith.
No, she said, to the young heart,
A sad dilemma song,
Drunk with broken words,
He bleed the crusade all along.
The blood has been painted,
Over the pages of art laid thorns,
As number he grew, he faded
Into the delusional walks and pavement songs.
The floors were carpeted red,
Like a heartbreak prom in lights,
While I laid drunk with my thoughts,
Like the dark soul of Broadway nights.
The black colour embracing,
Sweet sadistic vines of hope,
In the illest of fate, my heart sings
Like a mysterious misanthrope.
Jan 21, 2016
Jan 21, 2016 at 11:57 AM UTC
A crow rested on a fence
and I wondered what this story-book fiend
with his dark, beady eyes, clever sense
and his feathers well-preened
wanted from someone as hollow as me.
I couldn't do anything but wait and see.
What did one say when faced with a crow
who had no appointments to rush to
no place he must go?
As if speaking was something I could do.
So with a wooden arm I gave him a little wave.
Pleased, he came closer, that fabled young knave.
I could not move much and I could not speak
as the crow stopped right at my rooted feet
and prodded my foot with his beak.
I'm a listless liar he deemed worthy to meet.
So I did not speak and I did not move
an inaction of which the crow did not approve.
He flew back to his fence that creaked
and shifted when the wind pressured its joints.
The forceful draft stung my eyes so they leaked
tears, I found I always disappoint.
The crow flexed his black wings
eyes closed as, for him, the gale sings.
I croaked out a question from deep in my throat
the wind became a whisper as the crow paid attention
"Are you here to jeer and gloat
over my bad decisions and poor intentions?"
He shook that dark head and said
"You're a terrible liar. I'm here to help instead."
"But are you not a portender of death
here to show me I have the illest of luck?"
Why can I not catch my breath?
Wondrous wings glide on waning wind then tuck
neatly against his back for he chose my shoulders
to better speak words that doused what smolders.
The crow rested on my shoulders and cawed
a sound soft and broken
and I thought it terribly odd
that the crow would caw when it was well-spoken.
So when the pressure of panic permeated my chest
the crow spoke again so my horrible heart could rest
"If I were just a crow residing on a fence..."
He gestured with his wing to where he was before.
"Then I'd have left you to your own offense
and not show you what you often ignore."
His black wings pushed my head 'til I saw the gate.
Hope swung at my roots freeing my feet from their hate.
"I believe you have many apologies to make."
I nodded my head and the gate opened.
The crow continued, "The right choices often take
an ax to your tree, to your roots. With hope and
desire to change, you can grow something new."
I stepped into the world beyond the fence and away the crow flew.
Dec 24, 2019
Dec 24, 2019 at 11:28 AM UTC
You're a mad rapper
I'm a mad hatter
Ideas in my head always bleeding
So lyrics you won't be needing
You spit them
I write them
You rap them
I rhyme them
Lines we be exchanging
Like I'd be interchanging
The lanes fast on the freeway
Paving the roads leading away
From the ghetto
Like Pinocchio was to Geppetto
We be each others woodwork
Combined we be the spork
Together in our minds
Like buns on girls behinds
We ain't getting lost
Whatever the cost
We'll stay in the light
Never fly stay and fight
Cause we be the illest
Cough Cough we infect the rest
Wanting to be part of the fuss
They try and copy 'r' us
But they will never ever
Be as swift or as clever...
© okpoet
Dec 31, 2012
Dec 31, 2012 at 2:15 AM UTC
I've bent backwards trying to find the meaning of the hereafter,
then dame inflamed the brain, making the heart beat faster.
I'm trying to appreciate my numbered days inside this vessel,
yet her presence makes the days seem shorter with every nestle.
Misconstrued test tubes of lessons passed.
Experiments of ill placed notions resulted in enlightened grasps.
Life, the illest four letter word,
seems disturbed when challenged with mistimed verbs.
It appears like I've found the right moment.
My vulnerability, the only validity to hesitate atonement.
My past sins dangle from limbs and I can't negate their knowledge given.
But she seems to have a good sense of direction so I don't mind being driven.
We had our moment of truth: a reckless, real, connecting, application of our youth.
I saw the the future in those eyes for that moment and caught a glimpse into the booth.
It had displays of flashing whites, mountain hikes, star sights, travel delights,
galore of discomfort that would result in an enriched palette of new appetite.
Think I've found a new comfort zone, seems close to home,
Haven't been searching but the path led me here, I don't think there's more need to roam.
Still hesitant because her past is not far behind,
So I'll spill my mind within these rhymes until she's inclined.
It all needs to be real, needs to be organic.
That's the only way to have something worth it, if it happens naturally without having planned it.
I hope she gravitates to my sweet escape,
We'll build something that'll be hard to imitate.
Connect like an interstate to then drive off into our destined fates.
Oct 30, 2013
Oct 30, 2013 at 11:00 AM UTC
Fresh wounds of recent realization conjoined to the weathered scars of regret.
Gashes opposing multitude, otherwise deep while of illest intent.
Wounds forged by life itself.
A blade driven home by the flick of a loose tongue concealing words unspoken.
Scars held past vision.
Rather a mental centerpiece
Hardly recognized yet stationed in plain sight.
Evident only to the scrutiny of kin or to whom committed to pry.
Dec 17, 2012
Dec 17, 2012 at 10:49 PM UTC
1. I have loved you since November, I've tried to stop, I can't.
2. I have never met a person like you, a person that can make me feel in slow motion. A person that can embody art, you are like watercolor sunsets and the smell of daisies.
3. I can't help but blush and smile and act like a bubbly schoolgirl on a Friday.
I can't help but get lost in your clothes, your hair, your laugh, your smile, your smell.
I know, I know it's mad, but I've found that I just get lost in you.
4. I remember when we were talking about you and your life and you asked me about mine. I really wanted to hold your hand, I didn't. I remember when we talked about aesthetics in class and I thought of you, because I find you so lovely. I remember talking about space and feelings and how you felt like an alien; I said I felt the same.
5. I remember seeing you and being immediately captivated, I remember sharing feelings and feeling so understood. I will always remember the comfort I feel when I'm around you. I may be alien, I may be foreign, I may be unidentified, but I have the universe to come home to. I have you to romanticize and use fancy words with, I remember when you said I was out of this world, the illest. I corrected you with, "If I am, then so are you, we're etherealists."
Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 9:50 PM UTC
My mother, my father, my friend
The one I truly love until the end
First month first day gave the way
To the sweetest mother
A gifted spirit like no other
Five sisters & thee only brother
All her children love her
Very humble, caring, and preparing
Us for a righteous life
Don't result in vengeance
Instead pray for assistance
Leave it in the Lords hands
Understand impossible
For him it's possible
I love her to the fullest
Gave birth to the illest
She came from Mexico
To give birth to a ****
It's not her fault I'm so crazy
Did her best to raise me
Jalisco from my mother
Tijuana from my father
Aztec blood runs in my veins
My indigenous reigns
I love her teachings,
Her speeches, & upbringings
I love her & no ones above her
A blessing I'm confessing
She did her best
It's up to me to finish the rest
Happy birthday Mi AMA
Ramona te amo
Con toda el alma
Jan 1, 2015
Jan 1, 2015 at 12:34 AM UTC
Afflicted by the sickness of spirit
Falling desperately in love
This one is for the memories
To feed the pondering that flows above
In and out of passages
Shadows dark as night
Forever they are resting
Beside straight edged flows of light
And as solumn as it sounds
What is here foretold
May well turn out to be right
As the story unfolds
Solitude.. rain storm.. then silence
Brewing up a thought of lust
Convinced by the illest form of wisdom
Now, quite surely, in love
May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 7:11 AM UTC
Ever scar is a story
Ever ***** has a name
Ever devil has a heart
All I ever knew was pain
N im dressing like a only child
Dressing like a salad *****
Tell if u can relate
Welcome 2 the ballet *****
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I use 2 wonder if a dream was just a cloud a smoke
Wonder if religion n belief was just some kinda joke
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Tryna make it but my spirits running kinda low
Never did I wanna have 2 post up at the corner stow
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Man **** it
Its life n I gotta live it
They never offered me nothing so I decided 2 steal it
N if u ever would wonder
My ***** I am the realest
These others prolly is sick but ***** I am the illest
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Ma im sorry I couldn't b what u needed
U wanted me wit a future
But I was tweaking n fiending
The city made me a monster
U tried 2 make me a genius
I guess I ain't get the message
Im sorry mama
I mean it
Mar 21, 2017
Mar 21, 2017 at 11:52 AM UTC
Bodies going down in my city
Man I tell you it's ******
No lobbies or committees to combat
The epidemic of systemic genocide
Man I'm so tired
Of losing all my friends to dope
******* shoot it up
Snort it like coke
All up in their nose
If you're into popping pills
They got those too
***** lethal but it's legal
The government's got you boo
Get addicted want to quit it
hit the clinic get your fix in a minute
Heroin's a game
But only the pusha man is in it to win it
Cause the dope is slaying
Dealers don't give a **** about the implications
Of the drugs they slanging
Saying man come back I got more of that
Homie keep on banging
Family trees rearranging due to falling leaves
But as long as they stacking stacks
They'll perpetuate the perpetual disease
The illness is the illest
The realness is the realest
And if you feel this
Tell me what the deal is.
Aug 15, 2017
Aug 15, 2017 at 2:38 PM UTC
Survival
Of the fittest
I'm the most winningest
Compared to none bar none
****** can't hang with don
Dada devils wear red
Prada I gotta lotta
Ways I could improvise
Dialect open ya eyes time flys
By as I impair ya third eye
Braille from the lyrics that sell
Flowing from my.tongue
Increasing adrenaline surpass
The speed of light
Suckas try end up taking a bite
In the dust trust I bust
Hit ya before ya see it coming
Got ya body hummin'
As the spirit of death is summonin'
Lyrical abuiser over doer
This is the take over
Show boater as I rip more
**** than tornado
Infused with a boa constrictor
Inflict ya leaving a mental blister
No hipster lil ripsta
South side hister call me Mr
To the y o s e to the f mos def
Chasing mathematics
Flippin' through hos like an acrobatic
Aristocratic
Never dramatic burn static
Lyrical scholar
waxin' opponents
For the dolla check the rims on my impala
Dubs times two minus two
Back the dub holy as a cherub
Grub at the most exquisite
Places you couldn't visit
Back to reality of my prodigy
****** don't know me
Because they never even heard of me
But listen to my demo primo
If ya can't comprehend rewind
In slow mo
Be on the bolo I roll solo
Gun so I'm drama infested
Suckas become thermogenic
So i freeze em with cold flows
They turn hypothermia
hurting like a hernia
What's that swarmin' ya ?
As I sting 'em
With the rhythm
That's injects like a million bees
Plead no insanity
Ya plead insanity
Ya panickin' got ya stiff as a mannequin
This freestyle is the illest realest
Its a concrete jungle
Survival of the fittest ....i
Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 10:53 PM UTC
Yo I creep like thoughts lurkin' in the rear smells of juana smokin' crackin' open body potent gats stay totin' to tha river ya floatin'
Bloated and bruised Yosef don't loose cruise
Pass the deadly seas even Bermuda made way
Once I paved away with the AK it's Yosef doomsday to who say?
I ain't the illest my brains spills like phils split for the blunt mass appeal
I keep it real demon sigils raw and lethal keep eyes out scopin' like an eagle
Vulture tactics break antics who try to manage rap carnage bars lift heads like a gargage flow mirage
Rollin' with me triage me myself and I third eye never had a sty mix emcees get crossed in fire gun swerving like Irving
Heads n a basket there's goes a closed casket a black mask to fit I'm the toughest makin' puppets with no strings hoes swing on my dingaling my money clings crown with Saturn's rings other is siblings aint none touchin'this or rushin'this
Lyrically fit suckas takin' a risk against my magnificence underworld frisk
To enemies that ain't feelin' me get the JFK loss memory experience raisin' minds like a seance got no patience guns raining in cadence lock ya soul in abeyance
For livin' in defiance
May 31, 2018
May 31, 2018 at 11:09 PM UTC
Aiyo, you hear me, like your conscious admiring,
Ya deepest thoughts, finest gem the **** you talkin' about?,
Im speakin' wisdom, along with creation, blurred the stations,
Icy decks, like blast from a tech, in a snow storm effect,
Feel me like Farrakhan threats,
So go ahead and reject,
Me ill still be on ya set,
Late night like Carson, peep these bars son, spittin' mad arson,
Burn up the scene, lyrics gasoline, i just add to fire, beat kerosene,
Who can come off this clean?
,all ya see is red, when ya going for the green, and the yellows in between,
Peep that, feel the depths of soul because im black,
Darker than antimatter, splatter like pieces of a bomb shatter,
Or ya mind, i grow on ya cells fatter,
Couldn't hit this ball of rhymes,
If you was batter,
I sit like the mad hatter, in pre school never was a chatter,
But had rhymes galore,
Frustration made me madder,
Since one two, i stayed true, to the rules of the universal,
No breaks or commercial, tune in to the world show,
I detect like Tibbs, keep a plateful of ribs, for ya fake *** rappers who need bibs,
Too much food, might as well give it to the homeless,
Bless 'em with plate of glory, yes,
Manifest the realist,
Who the illest, clocks spinnin' like a gymnist, when ya hear this,
Guaranteed you'll rewind this, styles that make ya reminisce,
Remember the finest,
Feb 20, 2024
Feb 20, 2024 at 11:26 PM UTC
Still finding my medicine
Feasting on sediment
Scratching a living
Off urban development
Much to the detriment
Of my convictions
When my ideals reap
The for-profit afflictions
Infecting my sturdy
Immunity to
The contagion of aging
A dying world view
Stays alive instead not
For more logical ends
But to bend to my will
What the future impends
Aug 21, 2022
Aug 21, 2022 at 1:18 AM UTC
Yo it's ****** ****** at the front door
Dim the lights catch them spirits in a fright
I'm high as a kite super flight love chochas that tight
**** grip like pliers I'm hotter than fire
No desire to quick the game rapping Messiah
Fools reach for higher monarchy **** that G
I want the Monopoly y'all can have the money
Catching heat like it's sunny outside beautiful homicide
Now you living in the house of death
Should looked right and to the left bullets stole ya heart
Like a theft my cannons incredible like Bannon
Fools stay fannin' underground check my sound
Gotta represent third ward htown holding ground
I get around like pac everywhere packing a Glock
It don't stop got y'all in a body rock making stocks
From my paper that sails making trails
Legacy maker while y'all rumpshakers
So keep on stakin' ain't none poppin' this lick
I be a capitalist to the day I die why ask why
Only to leave in fry keep hoes hotter than an oven with a pie
Baked to a golden brown thick in round
Hit her real nice til her spliced like wire
Mackin' the illest so I'm never gone retire
May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 9:27 PM UTC