"jackin" poems
the new tupac will have you too walkin with gangstas
the new two stupidity now two steppin with prankstas
murked the first one sayin he's blacker the berry
when i'm sweeter than juice
bass voiced top me if you want to experience that jacked tweeters induced
when i own all of Victoria's secrets as proof
tellin me what the body when all his deducement has him actin when he's wearin his shoes
crypt walking like that it's only talk
missed balking like has bass fits jocking as his only walk
******* with me when All Hailed Mary like if she was his when is only stolen balk
I'm walkin again the gauntlet cuz all the women they want this flauntin all **** like if i was jackin all the wanted
like ghost whippin me imma follow you till i'm haunted
pain really, so bow down, when my diamonds glisten
listen again is just as well bilateral biased has his confused his like the ol' eminem was in the new form gettin his face jacked again
like me smokin crack with friends like all given enemies stressed was all given was a race black and then
we actually are the same race like i knew you back like i owned all the streets like his females thuggin as heathen
**** riding i'll **** your *** up like settin me up when i'm always the last muthafucken breathin
exposing the ***** heathen breathin like if you were the only man catching bullet rounds exposed like the new you was still alive
to the next ** hiked my socks up construed you at hit stupidity when will ride
ghettos owned by just the black reppin when you're steppin the whack, honest it was just onyx
i'll blast your *** like if you stole my pump shotty:
like i never was wanted runst follies
anamoly run has all criminal cops all fathering fun deceiving that all to gain was never greed when all greed in need bothering sons:
all you still down with me when we ride it
looking like a *** while i'm guy gee stag when you're looking into their eyes, they'd know comparison of a bird control as if fathering guys
my knowledge is flight applauding the time, are you still down with me
i hide behind the love of beauty of my womens eyes when you're looking like the female opened you up to your face compared to opening thighs
they don't know like how you stare in the future that tommorow comes only after the dark
knowing me marks the coming of the actual god
I am "unconditional heart"
Sep 5, 2018
Sep 5, 2018 at 11:59 AM UTC
YOU aint no gangsta.
With a pistol grip pump.
******* underaged girls
For money to buy junk.
You’re a player for sure.
Playin with minds of children is easy.
Capitalist pigs like you make me queasy.
You smashin the man?
Youre jackin off to the sounds of the system,
Beatboxin records while the ignorant minds listen.
To illusions of grandeur…
Your caddy rims rollin.
All the while corporations controllin
Your mind.
YOU aint no gangsta
With a pistol grip pump.
youre just a **** Prick-average guy
Walking a racial divide
Elitist **** telling another whitemans lie.
To the masses of laborers.
Buyin what you be sellin
Your notions of success
Aint my version of rebellin.
Apr 11, 2012
Apr 11, 2012 at 3:40 PM UTC
look ***** i aint tryna play you
Just trying to mack to you
Show ya real thangs
Embrace the world
With my **** brain
Hard to maintain when weeds settles
I get that ******* blowin' like a kettle
Baby dont settle for less
This aint no wild guess
Let me mack to ya ears and grab ya breast
And put yo fingers on my masculine chest
Yea i know like that gangsta ****
**** passion im long lastin blastin'
My *****
In ya puddy cat
Ya dont have to wonder where the daddy at?
Im right bebe have no fear
Droppin' game faster than the clouds drop a tear
You cant fade me???
Now that we in this relationship
I gotta lotta thangs
To confess im freaky as they come
Watch me roll up some sess
Take a puff with me
And lets do some lesbian ********* ****
Promise I won't hit
Unless ya let me girl i make ya forget me
Like amnesia
The ***** pleaser
These other nigguhs jackin'
With twizzlers
Im my ***** hot as a sizzler
Ask ya girl i bet im dickin' her
No shame in my game
You know the rules
Yo ***** chose me
Cuz of my m a c k
Still pack the AK Everyday
Just incase a hater got something
To say
So **** peace im still in yo ear piece
Now rest in peace ***** can ya fade me???
Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 8:21 AM UTC
*When you hear stories
about a crew, -Cheffin' it up,
know this...*
<chorus>
Lil powder
Lil wa-ter
Lil Bay-ken
Lil Slaughter
Lil jackin'
Lil dealing
Paper stacking
Ho's kneelin'
Come on out/for cryin' loud
Rattlin' the gatts/ruling the town
Make no amends/for being bad
Ya'll crew gone/wewan be sad
Wrappin' it up/bagging the dough
*Who's laughing now?
This **** ain't funny.*
ITDENDOUGHBOIZMAKANMONEY
*ItdenDoughBoizMakanMoney
ItdenDoughBoizMakanMoney
ItdenDoughBoizMakanMoney*
A-O
ITDENDOUGHBOIZMAKANMONEY
<chorus>
Lil powder
Lil wa-ter
Lil Bay-ken
Lil Slaughter
Lil jackin'
Lil dealing
Paper stacking
Ho's kneelin'
Schooling is out/thugger's is in
Fear what's up/these Boiz is down
All my boiz/some is Kin
Rattlin' the gatts/ruling the town
This here's dope/gonna lure ya'
*We cooking something,
something, -here for yah.*
ITDENDOUGHBOIZMAKANMONEY
*ItdenDoughBoizMakanMoney
ItdenDoughBoizMakanMoney
ItdenDoughBoizMakanMoney*
A-O
ITDENDOUGHBOIZMAKANMONEY
<chorus>
Lil powder
Lil wa-ter
Lil Bay-ken
Lil Slaughter
Lil jackin'
Lil dealing
Paper stacking
Ho's kneelin'
ITDENDOUGHBOIZMAKANMONEY
*ItdenDoughBoizMakanMoney
ItdenDoughBoizMakanMoney
ItdenDoughBoizMakanMoney*
A-O
ITDENDOUGHBOIZMAKANMONEY
*ItdenDoughBoizMakanMoney
ItdenDoughBoizMakanMoney
ItdenDoughBoizMakanMoney*
Sep 5, 2017
Sep 5, 2017 at 9:13 PM UTC
does your **** get hard when you hear your own voice
or are you really auditorily jackin off a softie?
chokin on pulls between bottles and bowls
we all know you're full of ****
yellin unfair brackets are the worst of it
come back and talk to me with eyes a little less red
with some stories and quips you haven't beaten so dead
if you're fed up with the honesty then get up and head out
I'll never be stoppin ya
scream and shout as much as you like but somewhere else
cause I'm seconds from droppin ya
an understatement is ever hearing your voice again would be too soon
just the memory is worse than a broken out of tune bassoon
in short I don't hope you end up dead in a fire
but to say I'd be sad would just make me a liar
Apr 30, 2015
Apr 30, 2015 at 11:56 PM UTC
Stand up
Stand up
Stand up proud on the soapbox
U got something to say?
Say it
Say it
Say it proud on the soapbox
U ready now?
Get up
Get up
Get up on that soapbox
(Speaker crackles)
Hi.
Crowd: hi!
My name is Prince L and I'm here to offend you.
Crowd: gasp!!!(Murmurs)
so settle down. it seems I can't reach your standards of presentation. is my hair to ***** are my clothes to cheap, hell anyone can see, I wear my **** proudly,
Crowd: gasp harder!!! He did not!
I did, oh **** I forgot I'm not supposed to cuss, o well too late, watch it unfold, my fate. this is my first time on the soapbox, let's talk about that, the box, is it needed? People use it as a trough to feed these stagnant ideas of life and how to live it. Why does everyone need to be categorized and seeded?
Crowd: hmmmmm....
The disparities between race in class are magnified cause we are gentrified, so we all feel polar to the other, opposite the fact we are born from another, check me I have love for you because you are you no matter your crew. O you have a conflict of view, don't matter unless u mad hatter tryin to riddle your way through the middle, cause in reality most of us are in this middle group, are you following? You're a regular sleuth.
Crowd: huh? We want truth.
Try this on for size. I think you might find, the separation between elite and u is a lot, spot the differences? if you were part of the one you wouldn't be arguin with everyone. They got lawyers for that, they mouths stay strapped ready to ****** from you, so don't worry boo keep jaw jackin while the keep straight jackin, stealin, thievin, everything you see, reapin, the earth of its resources slowly turning it to hell. Its not a perception its a perpetual. why you think they always gathering, resources, yea they planning it, to own the world, don't be a fool.
Crowd: no way!!
I'm tellin you pray. Appreciate the ppl who stand upon the soapbox, why? Cause they be fightin for every ones freedom. No matter the cause, no matter the fight,
Feb 16, 2012
Feb 16, 2012 at 12:06 PM UTC
You see the catz??
They be wack
I spit like that chick Freda Gatz
I got Empire that start fire
Reachin' for theMessiah
Gett the blessin'
From Pac n Big
Even Scarface gave me a bid
Hardest in the pit
Noshit
My lyrics spit harder than a fat brick
Flip it
We livin good yall
And ya never see me talk to the laws
My fashion clean in a gangsta lean
N if you want drama ill call Mr Clean
Thats my gat fool
Soul food for ya body fool
Ya know rules
Dont step out of line
Unless u ready to fined uh
They see through
I feel my hood brothers
Saying they need you
Me im refering too
I keep it street yall
**** all these gay *** **** mayne
Fools wearin' skirts
Then claim they puttin' in work
Soft as **** followin' gimmicks
When i shed wisdom
Everybody gettin lit
Sunshine for yo mind
Still puttin a middle finger to one time
I stay in my grind
I got no time
For haters they only make me greater
How can ya play me they cant slay me
Im on top so cAN they stop me
They were bullet proof vest
I aim high for ya head notyo chest
Gotta alot bones roll with thugs
Jackin' rich ******* hit multiple swtiches
Swang i
On vogues sittin' on fours tippin'
With the wood grain drippin'
Hate them cuz they hate me
Got my whole clique
Backin' me
In the industry they need real emcee
Likeme ya see
Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 8:31 AM UTC
Rejected used torn apart,
Sadness cascading down your heat
Play it tough; act like you don't care
Trying to drown to the beat of the snare.
You want experience love and reality
But this is a big boys world
certainly not me
your socialistic class hurts
Your tired of all the jackin off jerks.
We get swept into a mind game
padded only with more
your friends become your enemies
looking solely to score.
Once a month turns to once a day
searching for ways to pay
the downward spirals clouding your future
please little sister stay lovely and pure.
Mar 4, 2013
Mar 4, 2013 at 3:04 AM UTC
Yea its mr leatherface
Puttin' fools back into place
Where they belong
Let the bells ring and hell sing
****** mo
Comin' to all my foes never been a **
Only roll with the show
Im talkin' guns galore and much gore
Jackin' my shot gun
To give out more
Aint no blessin' when thugs ride testin'
Puttin' these fools to shame
When i ignite my flame
Bless the 40oz ya see me puffin'
Them green leaves
But if im POD'd dont push me
Ya might bring out the killer in me
Stay strapped Eazy believe me
I know ya aint dead
Just in another dimension need i mention
For the game you done shined on me
Killers wanna be us
But dont know ****** mo been
Rolling with us
Since ninety four ********
Givin' up for them foos stalkin' gats n takin' bats
Bomb mr police from his back
Yall dont wanna jump or else get stomped
On like a roach waitin' for Satan
OUIJA cursed me since played the game
Me never no surrender
Killer drug dealer cap pealer the realer
The pain the mo energy feeds my brain
Uh im spawn hittin ya with the necroplasm
Glowin' from my eyes no saprize
Catch the tequila sunrise
Then i camouflage
Cuz a nigguh on the run with my shot gun
Blast up in yo assputtin'
All specs on they *** quick as the flash
Bomb cant dodge that bullet that hitcha
Mr ripsta linked the mad instka
Pen and my pad aint ******* ****
We live by it
The sword that is n if you got grown kids
Betta watch yyo step as the lord preps
My order quick to slaughter
Those who aint down soon to drown
With this **** sound
And even if ya doubt my skill
Ill come back harder slam ya
Like O neal and with that Heat
It'll make ya feel
Dumb numb o **** that fool don't wont none
Drenchin' in sweat
Because yo *** finna cash out
Roll with St Clair so dont dare
Try to come between my cash fiend
Endin' all dreams
Like ****** scene ill make ya scream
N tell the devil i said hi
And tell em he's next
Jackin' all demons in guise
****** warrior so who wanna plex?
Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 10:49 PM UTC
i'm awake.
i shouldn't be, but here i am,
floating in condensed night, wondering
where my body went,
and why i'm awake at all,
when i hear it again -- the herald of my awakening:
a voice softly whispering my name
my entire name
me
without a choice, i am pulled into the speaker's presence
and i swallow
because, if it was anyone, it would be him, wouldn't it?
he's clutching his pillow and he shudders and if i were able to speak,
i'd joke that he should really learn to be quieter when he does this
i'd tease him about the clamminess of his skin
i'd say his full name slowly, roll it around my mouth, part my lips and say it huskily
like i wanted nothing else but him
(it's not hard to act out the truth)
these are the things i would do if i could speak; as a silent spectator,
i'm forced into sobriety,
into knowing he's not jackin' off at all
he's crying
desperate, disgusting sobs
every shudder spikes through me and i have to leave
i'd rather stay asleep for a millennium then to be the object of his
broken affection
Oct 15, 2014
Oct 15, 2014 at 5:04 PM UTC
I need my daughters to know
that's it's ok to cry
Not only sad times or when somebody close dies
I need my sons to focus on them first before a woman presses them to please what's between their thighs
I learned some real lessons through the lens' of these eyes
Everyone who say
they love you probably don't that's hard to realize
So if you stuck on you til you ready won't never be much surprise
Take your time and til it's time less drama in your lives
When I was 16 I was sure
Never was the type to be confused or pressed to explore
I knew the Bible pretty well and faked a front for my cousins about the "real" Santa Claus
By 18 my values were **** near null and void had a baby but graduated I accepted those applause
Not knowing that secretly I was the pillow talk
Haters came and tried to end me by bumping all they jaws
21 I had finally felt free
Tried hosting parties and nights clubs for a *** *** twenty dollar fee
22 second baby on the way
He was special and I loved him
Just wished that heart ache would've gone away
I was broken and hoping there was a super hero on the way
Disappointed on my own city shelter's where I stayed
Baby daddy on my jack
He was jackin that he wished i woulda stayed
I kept my head up and my eyes peeled and continued walking away
24 here we go again baby boy was on his way
Dec 23, 2014
Dec 23, 2014 at 12:14 AM UTC
Yea, .......
Walkin in the dark, black suit and stompin boots ,
Breakin in jackin cars, strip-em and sell em for parts
Take what I make and pay for a place to stay
Take and buy a burger wit the change I make
Rob a food chain and use the cash to buy a pack
Go back to the homies on G. Street and pack
Take my **** to my new pad for a week and I'll be back
Dec 20, 2016
Dec 20, 2016 at 1:15 AM UTC