"lames" poems
Uhh..Young Ston,..
The ****** Disciple. ..OFTR..Yeah this is Only For The Real dawg..Yeah only for (my real ones,Yeah2)..Yeah..(Ohh3)..Let's do it...Lets go..roll up..yeah roll mo..(Ohh*3)..Yeah let's go..
Uhh..(I just do what I do Yeah2)..I do what I do man..(I just do what I do nigga2)..keeping it gangster & trill man..(Yeah I do what I do man2)..Yeah..(I do what I do..Yeah2)..I just do what I do..Yeah..I do what I do nigga..I just do what I do..Oooo,..(Yeah2)..keeping it gangster & keeping it trill.. Ohh,..(I just do what I do Yeah2)..I just do what I do man,..Yeah I do what I do nigga,..(Yeah I do what I do man2)..I just do what I do nigga..keeping it gangster & keeping it trill..yeah, yeah..keeping it gangster & trill man..that's what I do Yeah,..(thats what I do man,..Yeah2)..keeping it gangster & trill man, Yeah...
I do what I do man, I just do what I do man, I just do what I do..(Yeah, keeping it gangsta & keeping it trill*2)..,thats what I do..Yeah I do what I do..Yeah..I just do what I do Yeah..
Yeah I'm staying gangsta , Yeah I'm staying trill nigga..Please excuse me, Yeah I might slip up & say ignorant **** sometimes homie,.. Lord please forgive me..Uhh, I'm changing up hip hop mane, Noo it will never be the same, Yeah its under my control now lames, Aye these ***** *** rappers under mind control, by Satan, they programed to deceive us, they so full of mischeif,yeah they rapping lies to ya just to be famous, so don't follow what seems cool, because they are the white mans trap.. Yeah it's just an illusion dude to fool you, just be yo self dawg, look up to Jesus..
Uhh..(I just do what I do Yeah2)..I do what I do man..(I just do what I do nigga2)..keeping it gangster & trill man..(Yeah I do what I do man2)..Yeah..(I do what I do..Yeah2)..I just do what I do..Yeah..I do what I do nigga..I just do what I do..Oooo,..(Yeah2)..keeping it gangster & keeping it trill.. Ohh,..(I just do what I do Yeah2)..I just do what I do man,..Yeah I do what I do nigga,..(Yeah I do what I do man2)..I just do what I do nigga..keeping it gangster & keeping it trill..yeah, yeah..keeping it gangster & trill man..that's what I do Yeah,..(thats what I do man,..Yeah2)..keeping it gangster & trill man, Yeah...
I do what I do man, I just do what I do man, I just do what I do..(Yeah, keeping it gangsta & keeping it trill*2)..,thats what I do..Yeah..I do what I do..Yeah..I just do what I do Yeah..
My dude, just do you, keep it gangster & keep it trill always dawg..Ooo,..I'm wit my family heading to the top of the food chain homie..Yeah we so hungry eating up anybody that try to interfere wit the gang game plan mane..OFTR..We all real gangsters, we move in silence, but still be making alot of noise, like Jeeper Creepers..Uhh
We don't die man, we just get bigger & stronger & multiply ***** we all one, we are own army & government..we fully armored..
Yeah OFTR, we keep it so trill, Yeah we keep it so gangster man..,Yeah we underrated but still is the best Yess.., I just want peace yeah man, but don't ever try to take advantage of me..Aye ***** ****** keep thinking **** sweet wit me then yo *** will get busted like a soft ***** in jail man & I mean what I say no facades about me, **** policts homie..Uhh
1..2..3 more versers that I got in me to spit, but Imma keep this song short,..Yeah..This is more than just about nothing, what up to Wale & The whole DMV my nig.. & Shoutout to Shy Glizzy yo man, we gotta collaborate one day, but if you don't wanna, then its cool homie, Yeah it is what it is,..Imma still keep it g wit ya..
Noo, I won't steal yo chain, Imma just keep moving along & just mind my business mane..Ayoo..
I got 1,2,3 pre rolls stuffed that I ain't even had to touch,yo woman came over & did it for me dawg.. Because Imma Thug,Yeah..& she prepared bowls for me too, because Im gangster..Uhh..
I just do what I do keeping it gangster & keep it trill, like a real ***** should..Lets go..Ohh Yeah..
Uhh..(I just do what I do Yeah2)..I do what I do man..(I just do what I do nigga2)..keeping it gangster & trill man..(Yeah I do what I do man2)..Yeah..(I do what I do..Yeah2)..I just do what I do..Yeah..I do what I do nigga..I just do what I do..Oooo,..(Yeah2)..keeping it gangster & keeping it trill.. Ohh,..(I just do what I do Yeah2)..I just do what I do man,..Yeah I do what I do nigga,..(Yeah I do what I do man2)..I just do what I do nigga..keeping it gangster & keeping it trill..yeah, yeah..keeping it gangster & trill man..that's what I do Yeah,..(thats what I do man,..Yeah2)..keeping it gangster & trill man, Yeah...
I do what I do man, I just do what I do man, I just do what I do..(Yeah, keeping it gangsta & keeping it trill*2)..thats what I do..Yeah..I do what I do..Yeah..I just do what I do Yeah..
(I do what I do, Yeah*3).., & nobody else can do what I does, Noo, never they ho's, they weak,they soft, even if I send them a verse they could never be Young Ston,..Noo, they can never be down in my gang, Noo they can't smoke or drink wit me, not even yo broad, because she's had you..yo she's infected wit a ***** ***** syndrome.. So noo I don't want the ** for real dawg, Yeah that's for sure..Uhh..
I'm (keeping it trill nigga2) & I'm (keeping it gangster2).. Yeah like I should,Yeah that's for show,..Yeah I'm (keeping it trill nigga2) & I'm (keeping it gangster2)..like that's all I know..that's real, & that's for sure...Oh..
I just do what I do, Yeah I do what I do..I just do what I do,..(I do what I do*2)..I just do what I do..
OFTR (Yeah nigga*3)..Yeah..Young Ston
Dec 30, 2015
Dec 30, 2015 at 3:42 AM UTC
I ******* rock it
Then I lay it down
I am not a quitter, sick spitter
**** I just flow in rounds
atmospherics an
******* stellar sounds
Lyrics of astrophysics,
like chemistry
I just shape the ground
just huddle
But do not make a sound
I crush a cypher, decipher words into crooked nouns
Instant reaction to actions,
My riddles break the crowd
I've adapted to hard labor now
Can't **** with the vision
I'm here to **** it
and change the sound
Bicycle wheel spinning, I'm grinding
I need to get around
Flow soulful, for the soul
like I'm the golden child
Y'all so so, I go super sayin
No super wild
No delaying, I'm not evening playing
You're played out
Penetrator is coming through now
Left-over flow ******* better eat their food now
2016 fiend, ***** this just a new style
I hit the restart button, say **** the hard drive, bike peddling to work say **** the hard ride, living life is easy I say **** the hard times
I'm choking the game, I'm looking to ******* hog tie
Business this
you can **** on my long tie...
Young killer
been spittin it for a long time
Past due with my ******* come up
Ain't nobody ******* with the vision I'm blowing up
Cutting all these lames like division
So I can it add up
All of the positives, at heart I'm an optimist, don't **** with my oxygen
You can't breath what I breathe, **** your accomplishments, I will squash all of them I just abolish bums
Don't **** with my vision, I will **** for what is mine
and do it with precision
All these hoes just multiply
I divided with the quickness
All these fakes just want to try
don't try cause your missing
**** all of the rules
***** I am a misfit
I am just a ghoul, no goblin, no riches
The world is full of fools
Who can't **** with my vision
Nov 22, 2016
Nov 22, 2016 at 1:19 AM UTC
I spit that non fiction, when i say life is my addiction, I'm such a contradiction;
you can call me COURAGE the cowardly. don't OVERSTEP your boundary.
the lames seem to bow to me, and if life were a ***** i'd charge her by the hourly.
i feel FREE like a SEED, in the wind
there's no need to pretend
that no thought is more electric than your intent, i intend
to manifest success. my game infrared,
sounds like a different dialect, fresher than disinfect, dangerous like Russian roulette.
when its us or them
the beast against men
melanin augments; to increase my inner G for the main event!
Jun 18, 2013
Jun 18, 2013 at 12:03 AM UTC
*i saw you
i saw your fiery eyes
it was like looking into a cup
unstoppably filling up to its brim
yours, abundantly filled with vehement grim
so uneasy it was conjecturing your mind
gave me a reason to unwind for a little while
tell my why
all the pretends and quiet sighs, enshrouding whats from behind
what it is there inside
why do you need to hide
thy precious heart with no choice
but to turn itself into an agitated smoldered iron
strengthened heart, furnished like art
you are a burning metal amenably hammered by many foes
far more drowned with the empty souls
where are you, where is the real you
how did your soul turn so blue
let me condole
drilling poles amidst the cold
rendering you a hand and something to hold
I will find yours
along with all the lost
long hoarfrost
waiting to be accost
along with the alley of souls
growling down the holes
in line, next to mine
unleash a shine, your spirit so divine
let your caliginosity be replaced
all be thy grace shall be embraced
this time, fearlessly
without minds controlling slavery
cutting the negativity and
ignoring life's declivity
see yourself walking through the flame
no more lames
without the shame and doubt getting burnt
stepping on with something learnt
now you are changed, well-transformed,
someone born to aspire, died meant to inspire,
honey you are retrofire, firing in the night sky
but not as heaping as an empty pyre
but as fierce as an enraging forest fire*
Jan 28, 2017
Jan 28, 2017 at 9:39 AM UTC
One Republic
pick and mix, assorted all sorted
wrinkles missing, smooth as glaciers
toils reversing on harbingers like excesses does
walking the trodden alleys learning Sods mathematics
organs pains for non-organics are inherent consequences so
one Republic and the anthropologists utters a myth in passing
all bananas look like all bananas because bananas are bananas alike
sing a song of three pence and a pocket full of fear
Plato's cave a grand auditorium for lames
united disunited ages in anti-virus glares
white noise in white air and masses sigh
the emperor's coat plays invisible chess
ladies think long and hard in minds
for a dolphin swims like none-other
the glides of the sweetest depths
and in those places unseen
expanded vibes of feels
know reasons why so
it's the bigger snap
it's the difference
the forbidden
fruit lures
will not
move
not
go
in
Apr 20, 2019
Apr 20, 2019 at 6:07 AM UTC
Nous etions, en cet instant, prisonniers du bonheur.
Heritiers de cette douce mais, o combien lourde, ferveur
Brulant sous cette peau vernie de sueur, de sable et de sel,
Portes, en princes sous les ficelles des tisseuses de ciel.
Nous regardions le gris a nous ecorcher les yeux,
Aimant de la passion infidele du zenith bleu
Le vide encombrant de nos plus incroyables espoirs
Et le remou sans debut ni fin de nouvelles memoires.
Nous les connaissions, ces esprits, vagabonds des mers
Chassant, au milieu des vagues ces humeurs incidencieres,
Celles la meme qui jadis se prenommaient “reves d’enfance”
Et qui depuis de sont transformes en dependence.
Nous les connaissions, et meme si la nature de ce lien
M’est masque par un sacerdoce qui ne sera jamais mien,
Elle me dicte toujours chaque contour de leur lames grises
Qui de cet air sec et fier sont tragiquement eprises
Nous etions, en cet instant prisonniers de beaute,
Celle la meme qui voit nos poumons dechiquetes
A vouloir engouffrer ce monde entier sous nos pores
Que demain a travers ces lettres je puisse a nouveau le voir.
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 1:01 PM UTC
Uhh..
(baby come through, & come chill wit me..3)..yeah..baby come chill wit me..(come through5)..come chill wit me, Ayee, ( girl what you tryna do,Yeah2)..come chill wit me,Yeah..(what you tryna do girl2)..come chill wit me baby what you tryna do..(come through3)..Yeah baby come (chill wit me5)..baby yeah.. (come through3)..& (come chill wit me3)..come through,..
Babygirl yeah what's good , I know dat you are really in to me & I'm feeling you too,..Babygirl Yeah I see you & you looking cute, your so beautiful, Oooo, boo you got my heart jumping outta my chest beating so fast like I just took 50 pulls from a bong..Ohh, Babygirl you be boosting up my high like a newport, girl your love is so strong, baby your love got me strunged,..Babygirl what you tryna do,..Babygirl come through, kickback wit me Yeah..relax wit me, let's **** & smoke some good weed..I know that's what you tryna do girl..girl (Yeah..what you tryna do 2)...wit me..come through & then baby we can see.. yeah (come through3)..
Aye, girl what you tryna do..stop playing games & chasing after these **** boys..You need to spray some raid to keep them lames away from ya, because you mines, Yeah girl you my boo, girl I know exactly what you need & want you need a King, Uhh you want a real man to help flourish yo dreams, baby let me plant my seed in you, & I really mean that boo, let's start our own kingdom, & family BabyGirl so come through & hang wit me baby..I'll teach you how to live freer girl,..You that type of woman I'll let sit on my face, Babygirl yeah, I wanna drink you, like tea..,&
I ain't even tryna be a player no I ain't just ryhming game to ya, I really mean what I say, Yeah everything that is written is true..,Yeah boo, for sure..Uhh, so..
(Come through4)..Yeah..Yeah..(girl what you tryna do2)..Uhh,..(come through4)..(Yeah2)..come through & come chill wit me,Yeah..chill wit me,girl
I'll show you how a real man suppose to do you so come chill wit me Yeah..(baby come through2)..(come through2)..Aye
Babygirl bring yo **** *** over, & let me undress ya, I wanna hit it from the front, I wanna hit from the side, & I wanna get the back to..shit I'm feeling really freaky girl, I wanna caress you girl I really care for you..Yeah
, I might just lick yo ******* Imma **** you so good, Imma put you in a coma,,no ruthies,Uhh..Imma blow that good kush up in yo nose in the morning, & I bet you'll wake up from it, girl I know yo back hurting, & legs so sore to **** I got you have spasming,baby just let the good smoke relax ya,Aye..Uhh..
Yeah that's what Imma do to you when you come over, boo, baby so come through..Oooo, I wanna *** you up girl, Yeah that's what Imma do..to you..Uhh, Imma **** you so good, Yeah girl, Imma **** you so good..Oooo,yeah I wanna please you so baby..(come through3)..Yeah come through..(girl what you tryna do2)..Yeah what you tryna do,..(come through, Yeah3)..(come through....3)..Ooo,
Aye baby, Imma call you , to come through & when you get to me girl, don't be shy at all Noo, baby I wanna see what you all about, yeah girl, show me what that mouth can do Ooo,..Uhh, baby let me be that ***** I said let me be yo ***** yeah let me be yo best friend, no friends wit benefits, I want you to be my wifey,..Yeah I want you forever & ever baby..
Yeah girl let me be yo man, babygirl..tease me, Yeah dance & strip for a real ***** yeah show me what you all about, Yeah I wanna see what you about, Yeah..so baby..(come through*11)..Ooo
Yeah girl what you tryna do, girl what you been up to..baby..(come through*3)...
Oooo,what you tryna do Yeah..girl what you tryna do yeah..what you been up to..BabyGirl.. (Come through*4)..Yeah girl, what you tryna do, let's make a move now,..
Yeah let's make our own movie baby..just..(come through3)..Babygirl..Yeah..(come through8)..baby Yeah..(come through*3)..Yeah come through.. Girl, what you been up to, baby what you tryna do..,
(girl Yeah, what you tryna do*3)..
Just (come through..*3)
Ooo..Yeah..(come through..*3)
Dec 29, 2015
Dec 29, 2015 at 4:47 PM UTC
I won't beg or borrow, but I'll barter
I'm the child of a deadbeat father
Made my early years hard and that hot seat hotter
Everything between just built my strength and
Made me smarter
All I need is these words to fall into the right hands, then ill be a made man
Cause when I push, I push harder than the pressure of water,
against a **** dam
When I fall I get back up and stand without the help of a helping hand
I won't wear their brand or be governed so **** uncle Sam
These lames wanna try and put the blame on my name and make me feel the shame for the blood stains,
On the mattress that lie between their bed frame
So I pack another duffel bag, hit the road and I'm rollin' stag
til' I build up the strength to take another stab and take back what I once had
The voice in my head has a voice of it's own and makes choices on it's own
I try to reach it, but It wont pick up the **** phone
This world can be a lonely home
I found my clone, he's stuck in another time zone
maybe I'll write him, when I write another poem
-J.A.M
Jan 9, 2014
Jan 9, 2014 at 2:38 AM UTC
"They laugh at you because you intimidate them"
So young and naive you did not know who you are
confused your worth for being used for pain
oblivious of the fact that you are a shining star
entrapped by these ideologies of steel bars
you are told you are too weak to make it to tar
Dragged and beaten, a passion still lives that will take you far
brave enough to search for your soul, you'll soon found out who you are
As you have been made to witness death
Failure has been your tail and has shortened your length
For you have been bewitched by a predator that feeds on your strength
watching your loved ones hammered and stabbed to sudden death
you resort to camping where heaven has a tent
you have seen all you knew crumbling down like a stack of cards
before your eyes the fires of hell have been shooting like darts
your friends have laughed at your downfall and called you a ****
chances and opportunities gone leave you a worry-wart
this is the walk of shame,
***** up and they preach your name
do good and they praise your fame
unaware that you are a beast hard to tame
and the women weigh your accountability against money
you can be sweet but can you buy the sugar and honey?
you share jokes but she sleeps in the arms of another man, it's funny
you're smart and craft sharp ideas but your ***** are left blunt, you dummy
Don't you know that you lie to keep them from running?
and that the truth and being yourself keep them from coming
the walk of shame would be your fame
as they laugh at your faults and lames
if they see not a fault they'd nail and frame
leaving you wondering where the true ones are, the sincere friend and fair dame...
So you rise and it is news to them
For they only saw soil and not the seed that'd stem
They were unaware that you're being polished for your term
uninformed that they're killed, tired and drenched, by the lazy worm
that you're the deepest element that swum when they swam
the coolest bell that tingled ring and softly rang
the one impaired during production but forms in time, ***** and span
alive and upright, a driven and passionate man...
Your walk of shame astounds them then, shame shem shem.
Jan 9, 2014
Jan 9, 2014 at 5:43 PM UTC
You used me
I thought you were the key
but the true is that you used me
I through you love me
but I was totally wrong
baby you can leave baby you can leave
you couldn't handle this
you can keep the headache
you don't have to lie no more
we don't have to see eye to eye no more
I tried everything but you used me
Hope you have a good life cause I gotta say bye bye
I'm to real for these games
mom always told me don't mess with no lames
but you knew I was so deep in love with you and that in a day or two I be back but I'm not this time
I didn't won't to do it like this but I'm gone,gone,gone,gone for good
I can't stay no more oh oh oh oh.... :'(
Oct 5, 2015
Oct 5, 2015 at 10:09 PM UTC
i came out the dark knight @ a time of Halloween...
October 31st, aka 13!(thirteen)! its like revenge of the shin-obi
when the master ninja intervenes! ill scratch you off my ticket, no ANTIHISTAMINE!
I OPERATE OF PRESURE POWERED BY MY SELF ESTEEM!
life is like a submarine, aka 20,000 leagues
13 FLAMES @ the caliber of 90 degrees,
WHY? B cuhz his psyche is that of majestic tree$
he grounds his feet magnetically and sails on solar seas,
like dreams i am the cosmic center piece and your in for adventures anytime you mention me.
weathered emotions or emotions are weather, all we endeavor, just REMEMBER, that we're in it 2gether.
i seek for that lyrical gold, the magnificent treasure
where mere letters compose characters for the spirit of a ghost.
i control, their minds like buttons on a remote
juxtaposed isotopes,,,
reran episodes hide the codes, thru magic cloaks,
the lames don't want to feel my fury like thunderbolts
or 13 tornadoes and mashed potatoes.
nova flames ENABLES, his girl to experience rare occasions
Jun 18, 2013
Jun 18, 2013 at 12:19 AM UTC
Everything was going great who would have thought a thot would come in and take it this far, but I don't blame them you're as guilty as she the fool, the monkey in the middle that's me. I tried to treat you right I did everything I could and that's true had my phone off around you, who am I to text if in with my boo? That's seems soft no doubt about it your name once on my tongue to think I'd shout it at the top of my lungs to think I thought it wasn't possible and then it begun a mixed company hiding on the run from my eyes and my presence you hid the shame calling me the bad guy now I'm messing with lames scrubs trouble pick your poison I just hope when true love comes around you keep making these choices because one day all you'll have are those good and bad voices of reason and pain they will always fight so to all whose felt this wrong good luck and goodnight..
Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 6:01 PM UTC
During the dark hours of cold night,
During the bright hours of unforgiving light,
I turn in sleep, restless and unbound to peace,
Edging away from a dream,
As Ships edge away from the safety of land into stormy seas.
And then it hits me, the mace of my memories,
The memory spike ravages, savages,
Pierces deep, deep down.
Crushes tears, and the crimson blood of my soul,
Is defiled by the salt of her tears.
Yet not today.
Today passion reigns deep in my marrow,
The f lames chastising all pain.
The heavenly fire seeps throughout each and every vein,
With each beat, my heart is once again ablaze.
It is feral and wild, the urge to create,
Which started even before the creation of time.
It rules my daily movements,
It dictates the terms.
Of my descent, of my descent into hell.
I am a mundane guy for this term I serve on earth,
A sucker for sunsets and sunrises, full moons, azure lakes, pretty beings of the fair *** and a lot many simple things.
If only anyone knew how much I love,
Cotton candy, pretty eyes, doughnuts and symmetry.
It seems for this tenure on earth,
Cupid is my fabled foe.
He sets me up for failure,
Polishes the mace of memories,
Again and again.
But it is like Krishna said.
Times of sorrow are forgotten in times of greater sorrow or joy.
I always get lost in fiery sensuous moments,
I taste raw-things making it harder not to succumb to lustful-whims.
I relish thoughts about carnal sin, dream about intimacy between intertwined-bodies,
Yet I am composed.
I can hide those intimate thoughts,
And smile a little smile which makes me die a little on the inside.
I dare not get too close.
For it is like Dante said.
There is no greater sorrow
Than to recall a happy time
When miserable.
Jan 19, 2014
Jan 19, 2014 at 7:23 AM UTC
Why do I stick around by your side,
when the only thing you do is eat me alive?
I remember the first time I met you I was sixteen years old,
didn’t know you’ll turn my world so cold.
You were always there when I would hang out with the crew.
My eyes shined bright as soon as I looked at you.
Who would have known it was love at first sight
and to top it of, she made me feel just right.
At first it’s fun and games,
but after a while you realize you’re surrounded by a bunch of lames.
I know you’re bad for me and I know I should stop
but there I am again, getting money at the pawnshop.
Because of you I can’t sleep.
It’s sad to say that without you my day is not complete.
You can’t hide from me, I know I can find you in any street.
I can see my stomach getting hollowed, I think I should probably eat.
I should probably cut this short..
All you do is bring me bad vibes and never the right support.
-NGM
Dec 27, 2017
Dec 27, 2017 at 9:18 AM UTC
**** the typical things. MYSTICAL became a new trend.
The lost horse gallops to the anthem the dynamics in them.
Sick like cancer's son but more Sirius I wrote this poem in 2 minutes
the falcon rests on my shoulder after stretching, eating your owls while you sleep
**** and MC !
Reduce your horns and fangs to ivory all eyes on me 2 pac is alive I'm known as
the liar who tells the truth learn my roots.
You know my name, these artist emulating the fame, I'm like the grain,
rebirth from the blood stain having *** in blood rain
The mosh pit- became my wasp nest,
creating odd trends I gave ya the substance again!
As your waiting for time to change
the sage creates his own time frame I sell this to lames they read it a bit, then claim they know the WHOLE talk of it!
I thought I told you when you don't ASK questions you're ******* ****
Progress your silence as arrogance THESE
ARE THE REALMS OF MY WEAK TALENT...
Nov 8, 2016
Nov 8, 2016 at 11:08 AM UTC
The lames and children of the Lesser minds
are stirring, stirring, stirring
with paddles and ladles
with brooms and spoons
with knives and forks and slicers
with sticks and wooden mortars
with lean rods, brambles and twigs
Eagerly they stirred the cauldron
in demented exertions they huffed and puffed
Turn to the right turn to the left
one leg in and one leg out, we all turn around
we're stirring, we're stirring the *** they crowed
I looked into the ***
the *** was empty
I see nothing to stir
Nothing but hot air
nothing but hot air
What possesses lesser minds
into dances with the Gemini moons
The emperor's tailor
on yet another jape
Go on my puppets, stir that hotpot
I can sniff that delicious goulash aroma from 'where'
Dec 21, 2018
Dec 21, 2018 at 10:20 PM UTC
Man, all you ************* start out the same
Oh honey I can appreciate you, is all you claim.
Where’s the chivalry, why can’t y’all be gentlemanly. It’s such a shame
Can’t even walk around without being hounded by one of these ******* lames
Yes I said hounded cause y’all can be bunch of dogs.
If I look good, politely let your glasses fog
Try not to stare, a quick glance, don’t stare maybe you’ll have a chance, that’s fair.
I don’t expect perfect Prince Charming
But the lack of manners is ******* alarming
Ask me how I am, whatever you do dion’t say how you can give it to me
Or how you can make my day.
A nice conversation can go a long way.
Don’t ask me about my man, or why I don’t have one
All I’m gonna say, this would of been nice but now that fool won.
If he was putting it down I wouldn’t be hanging around.
If he asked how my day was
Id be all kisses and hugs
Yes I have a man but his selfishness
******* bugs
I thought I wanted a sweet man
Now I’m more attracted to thugs
At least now Im familiar with the ***** made
I don’t even feel right throwing his mama shade
She treats him like he’s a gift from god
The way she coddles him makes me ******* nod.
I’m done talking about this!
**** is making my sob.
Aug 11, 2018
Aug 11, 2018 at 9:12 PM UTC
💃
You have drawn the extra version card
Welcome to the deck
Introverted values
You no longer can connect
Intuition, feelings and perceiving
is the game that extroverts play
Opposed to sensing, thanking and judging like those introverted lames!
If you’re not sure which side you’re on
Or if you’re out there on the fence
Do you want to be alone?
Or the party to commence!
So weep not my child
they’ll be no need for fear
God made
An extra version of you dear!
Dec 20, 2020
Dec 20, 2020 at 11:51 AM UTC
distant dreams repeat themselves
right behind my conscious thoughts
but all I feel is fleeing stealth
masking every thought up core
so all I have is an idea
of how to wander between shifts
knowing by not being here
or anywhere without a drift
I am alive - at least: am I?
all is floating through my mind
I see an image, that's a lie
but what is hiding there behind
my ideas and mental fakes
the answer is not mine to know
the question is not mine to ask
construction is part of the show
confusion is part of the show
so I repeat schematic dreams
(repeating weird schismatic dreams)
that were schematized by no
one else that I appear to seem
instancies instead of rules
abstractable by asking minds
after all I'm always fooled
by knowing what I seemed to find
but feeling free since I can make
sense out of dubious words and facts
enjoying every working fake
makes me a living mind that acts
in a world that's far beyond
the ways I can explore by thoughts
but all is blurred since it responds
to what's created in mind first
so integration lames my view
adapting to what I can think
changing within the things I do
framing self-referential links
so integration frames my mind
adapting to what I can think
living within the things I find
born by precursively ringed
ways of experiential links
Mar 3, 2014
Mar 3, 2014 at 7:45 AM UTC
The world helped me change
I keep my heart locked up
My aim is never the same
Cause I grow constantly without distraction from lames
Honestly, my lane is surrounded by them
They look wondering, who is this man?
Although I'm clouded by fear, I do what I can
My meekness is my weakness
But also the raising of hands
I can't help myself
I'm only the spirit of man
But this is my end
The last time I could be mentioned
After a man lays down his life
Others earn them a mission
And this was my sentence
The connection of letters and words
To unify every distance
To silence the talk
With love without limits
Aug 5, 2014
Aug 5, 2014 at 4:25 PM UTC
*“Heaven”
cool jazz smooths out the day
as a blue haze swirls
around the tables;
the sax played around
with your long legg’d sway
as you near’d the table
and handed me a very *****
***** martini
with a wildly wonderful
red lip’d smile.
how could I resist;
it was like the fusion
of cool, smooth melody
of Boney James’ soprano
with the hard edged notes of
Coltrane’s alto
and I was entangled
within your sensual flair.
as I pulled you closer,
my fingers playing in your hair,
I saw the universal twinkle
of shooting stars
in your eyes
and my heart beat
beat
beat
in tune with
“In A Sentimental Mood”.
the smooth jazz mellow’d
out in a gin joint haze
and we sway’d
in and out of a shifting phase
of warm lips
and a raspberry scented daze
as we moved closer
into this ****** craze
of my syncopated fingers caressing
your lemon-vanilla scented
piano flavor’d skin.
key strokes gently
ease into me
and the music of “Fallin”
eats me like air.
not in piece by piece delights,
but as a ravishingly
lustful whole.
and I find
“I’m falling in and out
of love with you”.
but helplessly, I find
I’m still in a sentimental mood
as my dream catcher
knows I love the silky,
cool jazzy feel of you.
Aztec Warrior/redzone 8.27.16
Note: there are references to several songs
and musicians in the poem. The title is a song by Boney James
found in his album “Ride”. The musicians are Boney Lames,
John Coltrane, Alicia Keys, and Dr. John.*
Sep 19, 2016
Sep 19, 2016 at 3:18 PM UTC
I'm just sitting looking at the people
Praying for the ones who out here tryna be illegal
Lifes like a game but its one we shouldn't play
Its people out here dying in my city everyday
For the ones who got a loved in the jail
If I had the money I'd pay to let them all bail
I'm keeping it real this is how I live
God made me as a person who don't mind to show and give
I just want this world to know
Judging a person doesn't mean there true feelings will show
They hold it deep deep inside there hearts
Crying cause they see yall tryna tear them straight apart
To those people all they tryna do is hate
So put a smile on your face and move at your own rate
I pray for the young people going crazy
Hoping that young girl make it with her baby
I pray for all my people in the streets
Hoping in the future we ll have statistics beat
Main they say us black people been beated
The only reason they won is cause the racist people cheated
Gotta admit this world can be a shame
They say we living in a world of the cools and the lames
Ha who ever said that your a joke
Why cause that lie has been broke
But sadly our people dying off lust
Which shows in relationships we can't even have trust
Looking at world all around in range
Just be real I hope one day it change
Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 10:21 AM UTC
Once made a poem called "King of Poetry"
Big mistake, this no kingdom it's a community
Been makin poems portraying my life since puberty
Always wished they'd understand my lines before judging me
I hate how they say men are the same
Always hated how other men treated women like lames
I guess thats why I made "No more"
I was always the sad guy with the "Heart breaks"
Had to write my "Last sad poem"
Before I got stuck in the "Twist"
When I said "you can have her" that was one of "my poems"
I'm good with the "lazy unfinished poems"
Sep 12, 2015
Sep 12, 2015 at 10:16 PM UTC
Burn yo castle 2 the ground
When u hear my ****** coming don't u make a sound
Snitches get stitches but these suckers get fouled
Ah wow
Get down
If u don't
Lay down
Plenty cake
If u try 2 go 2 war then we don't conversate
****** been ****** ******* while y'all **********
Break a swisher
Make her lick it
Blow it in yo face
Smoking haters out the box
Summertime come around
****** acting wild
Cpd hit the block
Sneakers shake the ground
Winter time
Icy roads painted wit the blood
****** wit my Lil ******
Meet up wit my snub
Meet up wit my snub
Naw meet up wit yo maker
Jesus
Allah
Buddha Satan
Hera hermes shiva me?
*******
Getting
On they
Knees
1+2
But they ain't praying tho
U ain't even gotta mic so what u speaking 4
U ain't even gotta high so what u fiendin 4
U ain't even gotta lie
Who u sleeping on?
If he ain't getting money don't speak 4 me
If he getting out his body he can't blow 4 free
If a ***** get loud makeem rest in peace
Deuce deuce at yo chest like double Ds
I squeeze them thangs 2 make them squirt
If a ***** acting childish get his just desserts
No Häagen-Dazs *****
We don't **** wit lames
Pockets got diabetes cuz we stuffing cake
N that's on me
Remember when the boys n blue tried 2 cuff a g
Remember times got hard
We was hungry
N now the fam eating good no gluttony
So go 2 sleep
Lil ***** go 2 sleep
That's what my cousin use 2 always tell me
Cuz when id wake dollar bills is what id c
On me now we living outta dream
Yea now we living outta dream
Yea now we living outta dream n errthing ain't always what it seem
So don't sleep mf don't sleep
Mar 22, 2017
Mar 22, 2017 at 9:22 PM UTC
Yeah I said it, and meant it
All those snakes, phony *** fakes
Think what you want about me
Lames don't phase me, trying to frame me
I possess game in me, I know who I am
Trying to blame me, fool I'll school you
Buster, I'll splatter you like muster,
Grill you like pollo loco, fry that *** up
Punk you too far behind, catch up
You blinded, folding over money & hoes
Putting ******* over bro's
Living on the down low,
I'm like a river flow, quick to move
Gangster boogie, you're a little too slow
Take their word my love, believe the lie
I won't stand here explaining why I'm right
I'm not gonna waste my time to fight
A deceiver, non believer, I'm the grim reaper
Put them teeth to work punk ******
Put up or shut up, knuckle up & buckle up
You ain't ready, I'm scary like freddy
I'll slice your dome like jason, silly mason
I'm the king pin of this ******* ring
Scorpion king, lethal poison when I sting
So put down your fruity glitter bling bling
Cuz I'm coming out to swing, do my thing
When it cracks all hell will meet my grin
Take them on a rollercoaster spin
Facing me you could never win
I'm the struggle, violence, despise & rejection
Virus injection, true love's my protection
Ignorance kills your mind, guppy
I naturally shine, taking what's mine
All the time, staying on my grind
You don't love me, I'm a changed man
But you still don't understand, thanks
For letting me know, now I know
You been lying to me, wow I'm surprised
When you blind yourself can't foresee
Men I can't believe what I just read
I'm surrounded by demons, spiritual alter
No way I'm falling off, cowards die thousand Deaths, you really disappointed me
To the fullest, you're not awake
Holding back, cuz they talking smack
You put them over me, okay let it be
You're lost...
May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 10:54 PM UTC