"mase" poems - Hello Poetry

Yeah it's one shot one **** Plottin' against my enemies will soon to be killed Bullets feedin' ya last meal Dope rhymes sedatin' like pharmacy pills Since hataz got no chill heads I'll drill now you leakin' out like oil spills Or a radiator angelic caters none could create a Flows nasty as mine poppin' a multiplicity of shells I'm one of a kind Thoughts intertwined ****** into a demons intervention contenders in suspension from the soul lynching Caught in the realms of heaven and hell & you can smell The ashes burning fermentin' time runnin' slower than molasses My murders be classic enemies dramatic causin' static Shoot more than Bird combined with Magic Workin' my Johnson on the tracks tonsils sittin' as a hip hop consul underground magul **** longer than Repunzels hair follicles Cookin' up sigils into a *** of gold no rainbow snortin' sir nose D'void of Funk rattlin' the earth from the bass in my trunk blazin' skunks Abraxas I'm embracin' one of my goetias when facin' ain't no replacin' Fools givin' chase and to tastes of demonic faces My flows replenish like **** laces Blunts turn into ashes dump it out on the masses Epidemic mase deaden your pace hazardous like toxic waste Adversaries don't wanna face Off like Nicolas to Travolta livin' in an ultra violent culture Cleatin' into ya flesh I be the stalkin' Vulture mulchin' ya 'til ya A dissembled particle blank photo in the article from curvin' emcees with my surgical lyrical sickle stare into ya eyes as the blood trickles Down ya body you easily brickled rhymes artificial My soul sour as a pickle no tickles Could move me or influence thee my legacy Lay cinematography like A. Hitchcock in the 50s huh Ya soon to be a death reel for thrills Rememeber All I need is one shot one **** forreal!!!!

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Aug 27, 2018

Aug 27, 2018 at 4:57 PM UTC

Ru7hl355_Gangsta

One Shot One ****

Yeah it's one shot one **** Plottin' against my enemies will soon to be killed Bullets feedin' ya last meal Dope rhymes sedatin' like pharmacy pills Since hataz got no chill heads I'll drill now you leakin' out like oil spills Or a radiator angelic caters none could create a Flows nasty as mine poppin' a multiplicity of shells I'm one of a kind Thoughts intertwined ****** into a demons intervention contenders in suspension from the soul lynching Caught in the realms of heaven and hell & you can smell The ashes burning fermentin' time runnin' slower than molasses My murders be classic enemies dramatic causin' static Shoot more than Bird combined with Magic Workin' my Johnson on the tracks tonsils sittin' as a hip hop consul underground magul **** longer than Repunzels hair follicles Cookin' up sigils into a *** of gold no rainbow snortin' sir nose D'void of Funk rattlin' the earth from the bass in my trunk blazin' skunks Abraxas I'm embracin' one of my goetias when facin' ain't no replacin' Fools givin' chase and to tastes of demonic faces My flows replenish like **** laces Blunts turn into ashes dump it out on the masses Epidemic mase deaden your pace hazardous like toxic waste Adversaries don't wanna face Off like Nicolas to Travolta livin' in an ultra violent culture Cleatin' into ya flesh I be the stalkin' Vulture mulchin' ya 'til ya A dissembled particle blank photo in the article from curvin' emcees with my surgical lyrical sickle stare into ya eyes as the blood trickles Down ya body you easily brickled rhymes artificial My soul sour as a pickle no tickles Could move me or influence thee my legacy Lay cinematography like A. Hitchcock in the 50s huh Ya soon to be a death reel for thrills Rememeber All I need is one shot one **** forreal!!!!

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Awkwardly awkward Awkwardly me Walking at 4am Through the treacherous streets Equipped with mase In hand and at ease Awkwardly awkward Awkwardly me Lack of sleep Lack of time Nothing but madness Madness of all kinds Drearily drifting Lonely, its true Love that is lost Dreaming of you A mind of mine own Don't worry I'm fine Gone mad but still sane A madness sublime Not another to fathom So blissfully sweet Awkwardly awkward Awkwardly me

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Jun 26, 2015

Jun 26, 2015 at 12:02 PM UTC

Badfiishh

Awkwardly Me

Awkwardly awkward Awkwardly me Walking at 4am Through the treacherous streets Equipped with mase In hand and at ease Awkwardly awkward Awkwardly me Lack of sleep Lack of time Nothing but madness Madness of all kinds Drearily drifting Lonely, its true Love that is lost Dreaming of you A mind of mine own Don't worry I'm fine Gone mad but still sane A madness sublime Not another to fathom So blissfully sweet Awkwardly awkward Awkwardly me

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I singe with a hertly lud whan ycham herty, And I arme whan singinge is ne ynewe. Carole whan my corage blissieth, And I shal deye whan his blase deyeth. Druerie shal be his a-brune billets. A stable blase that shal sustene my spyrakles. A schrewe destroyere that kesseth so dimliche. A þeauful kempe with an as-spire swerde. Gostes of i-þank als ouer my vingeres. Al-only dulce conceiptes fletene in my gostes. Sumdel real cannot be als amaddinge. Sumdel real cannot be te-tealte! Is the mannish þonc als mase and puissant Sweuenen of suic a selkout conand? Dest Moder Folde cune of hire child? Hire misty doter who berne and bilde? The hoom is not where the herte is. The herte is the hoom bote motif The herte, the hoom, the ende, and the sepulture. A luft who is the mest derure in the Folde.

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Oct 2, 2012

Oct 2, 2012 at 11:02 AM UTC

jackson-freeman

A Luuerlich Mortherer (Middle English Sonnet)

I singe with a hertly lud whan ycham herty, And I arme whan singinge is ne ynewe. Carole whan my corage blissieth, And I shal deye whan his blase deyeth. Druerie shal be his a-brune billets. A stable blase that shal sustene my spyrakles. A schrewe destroyere that kesseth so dimliche. A þeauful kempe with an as-spire swerde. Gostes of i-þank als ouer my vingeres. Al-only dulce conceiptes fletene in my gostes. Sumdel real cannot be als amaddinge. Sumdel real cannot be te-tealte! Is the mannish þonc als mase and puissant Sweuenen of suic a selkout conand? Dest Moder Folde cune of hire child? Hire misty doter who berne and bilde? The hoom is not where the herte is. The herte is the hoom bote motif The herte, the hoom, the ende, and the sepulture. A luft who is the mest derure in the Folde.

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We've lost weight, and our faces are pale to hide our aim, we protect the ace, with the strength of our mase, they said we shouldn't talk Just some minutes to eight, Pure water and cigarattes, Not so much at stake, like a dozen empty crates, waiting for a bait, but they said we shouldn't talk We stood next to the gate, and five men approached us, with conspiracy theories that made our heads burst, out flowing with disgust and distrust, but they said we shouldn't talk They said, hope for Gods grace, Like the coperate slaves, big ties and long sleaves, or banshee wailing upon hills, this is pure craze! we are gaurds of this gates and you say we shouldn't talk?

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Oct 7, 2014

Oct 7, 2014 at 12:45 PM UTC

iwo-edwin

AND YOU SAY WE SHOULDN'T TALK

We've lost weight, and our faces are pale to hide our aim, we protect the ace, with the strength of our mase, they said we shouldn't talk Just some minutes to eight, Pure water and cigarattes, Not so much at stake, like a dozen empty crates, waiting for a bait, but they said we shouldn't talk We stood next to the gate, and five men approached us, with conspiracy theories that made our heads burst, out flowing with disgust and distrust, but they said we shouldn't talk They said, hope for Gods grace, Like the coperate slaves, big ties and long sleaves, or banshee wailing upon hills, this is pure craze! we are gaurds of this gates and you say we shouldn't talk?

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From cold wickedness and sly pack more magnums Than PI Infamous wise guy see the world's cry From a Thousand yard stare light year glare none can compare My flows a magnet hard not to get attracted Thoughts subtracted from the rhymes abstracted This ain't an act or a tactics my southpaw be raw Outlaw living out dramas with out laws Invoke perdition from the hidden commissions Y'all still wishin' Upon a star snake bezel shinin' cane like Jafar Yo I wonder if they know who we are Braced into my race now they getting a taste Of an intellectual toxic waste get sprayed like mase Ya loosin' sight tryna fight the might As my cells excite off of a dope write soon to snipe All the hype got more mack skills than Dolemite Bringin' back down from the Htown we ******* up Without the driver I'm liver Learn from my past mistakes cuz I grew wiser

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Oct 12, 2018

Oct 12, 2018 at 7:53 PM UTC

Ru7hl355_Gangsta

Mind Blowin'

From cold wickedness and sly pack more magnums Than PI Infamous wise guy see the world's cry From a Thousand yard stare light year glare none can compare My flows a magnet hard not to get attracted Thoughts subtracted from the rhymes abstracted This ain't an act or a tactics my southpaw be raw Outlaw living out dramas with out laws Invoke perdition from the hidden commissions Y'all still wishin' Upon a star snake bezel shinin' cane like Jafar Yo I wonder if they know who we are Braced into my race now they getting a taste Of an intellectual toxic waste get sprayed like mase Ya loosin' sight tryna fight the might As my cells excite off of a dope write soon to snipe All the hype got more mack skills than Dolemite Bringin' back down from the Htown we ******* up Without the driver I'm liver Learn from my past mistakes cuz I grew wiser

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impulsen til at skrive med store bogstaver for ligesom at lade noget af al den kaotiske energi der sliber mig op indefra som sandpapir ud som om livet gentager sig ikke flere emner end tre, der ligesom bare kører på repeat med forskellig indpakning jeg kan skrive en hel sang om, hvordan jeg fortrød at mase en bille fordi jeg ikke gad smide den ud af vinduet som normalt men jeg føler at jeg har hørt det hele før som om vi drukner i ekkoer i nedslidte ideer i nylonstrømper der løber i bølger af opbrugte stemmer sådan en undren om, hvorvidt enhver sætning indenfor de eksisterende sprog allerede er blevet sagt eller skrevet eller tænkt om nogen har artikuleret denne sætning i samme præcise formulering eller om der er r u m m e l i g h e d til mig

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Apr 23, 2016

Apr 23, 2016 at 6:07 PM UTC

en-anonym-skikkelse

livet i loop

impulsen til at skrive med store bogstaver for ligesom at lade noget af al den kaotiske energi der sliber mig op indefra som sandpapir ud som om livet gentager sig ikke flere emner end tre, der ligesom bare kører på repeat med forskellig indpakning jeg kan skrive en hel sang om, hvordan jeg fortrød at mase en bille fordi jeg ikke gad smide den ud af vinduet som normalt men jeg føler at jeg har hørt det hele før som om vi drukner i ekkoer i nedslidte ideer i nylonstrømper der løber i bølger af opbrugte stemmer sådan en undren om, hvorvidt enhver sætning indenfor de eksisterende sprog allerede er blevet sagt eller skrevet eller tænkt om nogen har artikuleret denne sætning i samme præcise formulering eller om der er r u m m e l i g h e d til mig

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I just keep telling Me. "Its only getting better" -"3x"- when its not. Every day i tell myself.........i will finnaly find my soul. Such a lonly ****** up place, where the women carry mase.. Deep inside this box somewhere, i finnaly found my soul. I dust it off, an use it up, what ealse must i do. With a lonely ****** up soul like you, its the only thing to do. Maybe wright these ****** up words i say. Become something more one day? Ha what a joke i say, with a lonely soul he may, Never be nothing more they say. just a ****** that will pay, what ever comes his way. just another ****** up day.. why cant it go away? Because i stuck to my soul, guns an all i roll. Blacked out, hear me laugh out. "Im just another fool." I can Not pay myself, much less me or you. If i could, i would. beat myself away from you. just to save you two, from the struggle that i go threw just another fail. What more can i give an take, when i have nothing more to make? Such an angry soul i tired to give it way Take it back or let me pay. just to give it way.

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Jun 5, 2016

Jun 5, 2016 at 6:47 AM UTC

mitch-pity

Dark soul.

I just keep telling Me. "Its only getting better" -"3x"- when its not. Every day i tell myself.........i will finnaly find my soul. Such a lonly ****** up place, where the women carry mase.. Deep inside this box somewhere, i finnaly found my soul. I dust it off, an use it up, what ealse must i do. With a lonely ****** up soul like you, its the only thing to do. Maybe wright these ****** up words i say. Become something more one day? Ha what a joke i say, with a lonely soul he may, Never be nothing more they say. just a ****** that will pay, what ever comes his way. just another ****** up day.. why cant it go away? Because i stuck to my soul, guns an all i roll. Blacked out, hear me laugh out. "Im just another fool." I can Not pay myself, much less me or you. If i could, i would. beat myself away from you. just to save you two, from the struggle that i go threw just another fail. What more can i give an take, when i have nothing more to make? Such an angry soul i tired to give it way Take it back or let me pay. just to give it way.

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I am somewhere i do not belong I don't doubt this I know It has been a year Since i have been haunted by guilt Guilt for myself Guilt for my dad Guild for everything that has happened since then I wish though, that i had been smarter That i had mase the better choice That i spoke Of my own And have not acted Upon my mother's accord But i know it is not her that i must blame But myself Because i had a voice J was 17 I could have said no I could have stayed But i thought what i did was for the better And now i have stuck Drowned by my guilt and self loathe Imprisoned by my own mind But as people not know The ocean, as calm as it is you see on the surface Has many deep dark secrets (E.G)

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Mar 13, 2015

Mar 13, 2015 at 1:15 AM UTC

Thinkerbelle

Ocean pt. 2

I am somewhere i do not belong I don't doubt this I know It has been a year Since i have been haunted by guilt Guilt for myself Guilt for my dad Guild for everything that has happened since then I wish though, that i had been smarter That i had mase the better choice That i spoke Of my own And have not acted Upon my mother's accord But i know it is not her that i must blame But myself Because i had a voice J was 17 I could have said no I could have stayed But i thought what i did was for the better And now i have stuck Drowned by my guilt and self loathe Imprisoned by my own mind But as people not know The ocean, as calm as it is you see on the surface Has many deep dark secrets (E.G)

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By Arcassin Burnham Sitting in the pew thinking how I made it this far, The warlocks could be anywhere in any chair for a start, You gotta protect and guard these demons away your heart, They'll rip you all to shreds and watch your body coming apart, So please , talk to a good pastor about your troubles, I see the good in you like a good Samaritan's double, Thinking you have the ***** enough to play god, You never know , some of these pastors in the US might just be brujas, That's Spanish for witch, I fear for the little kids, That are at a mature age to where they know their God-given purpose, We know that karma's a ***** And you'll get yours if you do this, You have nothing to fear or have to give to the anonymous, Well, get right with him on judgment day taking you astray to the Sunrays in all of its glory , you use to lack alot in faith, For the perfect girl that you kiss all day , with Daddy issues and purse Full of Mase , on the south side where they put guns in your face, Let the peace be still and your faith don't break.

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Oct 3, 2016

Oct 3, 2016 at 9:31 AM UTC

arcassin-burnham

Church

By Arcassin Burnham Sitting in the pew thinking how I made it this far, The warlocks could be anywhere in any chair for a start, You gotta protect and guard these demons away your heart, They'll rip you all to shreds and watch your body coming apart, So please , talk to a good pastor about your troubles, I see the good in you like a good Samaritan's double, Thinking you have the ***** enough to play god, You never know , some of these pastors in the US might just be brujas, That's Spanish for witch, I fear for the little kids, That are at a mature age to where they know their God-given purpose, We know that karma's a ***** And you'll get yours if you do this, You have nothing to fear or have to give to the anonymous, Well, get right with him on judgment day taking you astray to the Sunrays in all of its glory , you use to lack alot in faith, For the perfect girl that you kiss all day , with Daddy issues and purse Full of Mase , on the south side where they put guns in your face, Let the peace be still and your faith don't break.

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As a baby I always felt something shady Cuz lately my minds been circling The drain like a patient going derange It ain't strange unnatural things are hard to explain Got **** I never liked this life Full of drama and strife Everybody out for self Semi to rifles on the shelf Nobody cares anymore Folks subjugated to war Mentalities tore from evil blessing they pour Unto our household Got men who can't be men And now they give all the power to women When the most high himself Put man in charge If ya see an alpha male like me I'll be charged With impersonation of wisdom But I see ******** miles away So don't fly with me .cuz I won't say Nothing to incriminate my self I do dirt cuz I'm troublesome then some I ask myself why the **** am I hear I wish they would have aborted my *** So I could disappear In to an unknown destination Situations lookin' shady Don't knock me I didn't mase this world I knew violence before silence Rivals before I even seen um Cartoons killin' kids minds And then they wonder it's a resurgence of crime? Hit the dial if you was a problem child It ain't yo fault ya was bought A one way ticket into this world I tried to go back but the spirit said that I was put on this earth for the revolution So prepare for the execution No excuses I'm ready to die Since I first opened my eye Mouth full of poison from the foggy atmosphere And still I ask why why the **** was brought here? I don't shed tears no more I keep lighted candles pistols and pentagrams on the floor So if you want bring the war I ain't backing down Taste the led from my rounds **** being happy

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Jul 4, 2017

Jul 4, 2017 at 11:26 AM UTC

Ru7hl355_Gangsta

Why waz I Born?

As a baby I always felt something shady Cuz lately my minds been circling The drain like a patient going derange It ain't strange unnatural things are hard to explain Got **** I never liked this life Full of drama and strife Everybody out for self Semi to rifles on the shelf Nobody cares anymore Folks subjugated to war Mentalities tore from evil blessing they pour Unto our household Got men who can't be men And now they give all the power to women When the most high himself Put man in charge If ya see an alpha male like me I'll be charged With impersonation of wisdom But I see ******** miles away So don't fly with me .cuz I won't say Nothing to incriminate my self I do dirt cuz I'm troublesome then some I ask myself why the **** am I hear I wish they would have aborted my *** So I could disappear In to an unknown destination Situations lookin' shady Don't knock me I didn't mase this world I knew violence before silence Rivals before I even seen um Cartoons killin' kids minds And then they wonder it's a resurgence of crime? Hit the dial if you was a problem child It ain't yo fault ya was bought A one way ticket into this world I tried to go back but the spirit said that I was put on this earth for the revolution So prepare for the execution No excuses I'm ready to die Since I first opened my eye Mouth full of poison from the foggy atmosphere And still I ask why why the **** was brought here? I don't shed tears no more I keep lighted candles pistols and pentagrams on the floor So if you want bring the war I ain't backing down Taste the led from my rounds **** being happy

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baby you've got to stop believing the lies that you aren't enough how many times do I have to tell you you're my everything? day in and day out I'll you how much you are loved how my heart without you is nothing

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Oct 19, 2015

Oct 19, 2015 at 4:07 PM UTC

beebz-the-queen

mase mills

baby you've got to stop believing the lies that you aren't enough how many times do I have to tell you you're my everything? day in and day out I'll you how much you are loved how my heart without you is nothing

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its strange how you shut me out its baffling how you won't let me care its aggravating that you're amazing and you refuse to see the perfection there its odd that you're so closed off its weird that you don't even see its frustrating that I fell for you and you refuse to accept love from me I don't understand how you can't see it I don't know why you diminish your soul I don't see why you push me so far away and you refuse to realize you make me whole

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Oct 19, 2015

Oct 19, 2015 at 10:16 PM UTC

beebz-the-queen

mase mills :)

its strange how you shut me out its baffling how you won't let me care its aggravating that you're amazing and you refuse to see the perfection there its odd that you're so closed off its weird that you don't even see its frustrating that I fell for you and you refuse to accept love from me I don't understand how you can't see it I don't know why you diminish your soul I don't see why you push me so far away and you refuse to realize you make me whole

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