'Pimpin' poems - Hello Poetry

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Sam Temple Mar 2015

yo
need yo-self some coverage
what if you get in a ax-e-dent
I got a little something for you......
I’m pimpin pauly
a financial planner
insurance guru
no ones badder
he’s ****** with your lame rates
offerin you better bank states
better call for quote dog
don’t forget to say thanks
I’m pimpin pauly –
I’m pauly pimpin
sendin him diff-rent
clients on the real tip
lookin to save
for a dope trip
maybe you got your throat ripped
he works with HMO’s, *****
savin dollas
makin ya holla
give him a calla
no mo shoppin
middle of the malla
wont fall-a
be a balla
I’m pimpin Pauly –

One of my dear life long friends is in the Insurance game. Hit me up if you on the west coast and want better coverage LOL

as with all of these "rap" pieces, they are works in progress

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Desiree sixx Feb 2016

304

You don't know strength until you have been a real ***,
You have no idea how deep this **** really goes,
Its not for the faint of heart nor you squares,
Too much of the game is not being sold but shared,
The cold breeze that chills your bones at night,
The dark eyes of other girls standing under the streetlight
They don't understand our struggle or see our strength
They only know the bad and try to stop it at any length
Yet we all share the same vision with similar goals
Inspired to stay down by his game that has no holes
We have all been given instructions to carry out fast
Breakin a trick make him give you his very last
Show him your down for him add it up
He will take care of your trap and stack it up
Every real 304 stands up when her folks is around
Every real p loves a real one who's down for his crown
Some say its silly to pay a **** your hard earned doh
But it races through our veins so when he sends me I go
Maybe I'm a dreamer and he is the merchant of dreams
And I am investing in our future crazy as it seems
But when he speaks I believe in the words that are spoken
And I make sure that I don't get too deep in my emotions
A **** is a born and from day one he is already game
To build himself a stand up *** and and get his fortune and fame.
So a message out to those of you who don't know
They say pimpin ain't easy but it takes true strength to be a real ***.

#real #hoes #**** #*** #304 #pimps #pimpin #hoein

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Drake Gonzales Sep 2012

Pimpin' Ain't Easy and Selling Crack Ain't Legal

Dumpsters are cold
Shelter grow mold
and slim is the spanging

Whiskey is warm
Dreads are the norm
and our sanity is estranging

Food out of cans
Roadtrip plans
The highways are always changing

Flying deceiving signs
Waiting in foodstamp lines
Sympathies constantly rearranging

Constellations are the roof
Provides strangeness aloof
Capitalism's fat ca-ching

Dirt inbetween toes
Where to? nobody knows
Life on the edge of healing

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Bunhead17 Dec 2013

White Walls

[Verse 1]
I wanna be free, I wanna just live
Inside my Cadillac, that is my ****
And I throw it up (I throw that up)
That's what it is (that's what it is)
In my C A D I L L A C ***** (******)
Can't see me through my tint (nah ah)
I'm riding real slow (slow motion)
In my paint wet drippin' shining like my 24's (umbrella)
I ain't got 24's (no oh)
But I'm on those Vogues
That's those big white walls, round them hundred spokes
Old school like old English in that brown paper bag
I'm rolling in that same whip that my granddad had
Hello haters, **** y'all mad
30k on the Caddy, now how backpack rap is that?

[Hook: Hollis]
I Got that off-black Cadillac, midnight drive
Got that gas pedal, leaning back, taking my time
I'm blowin' that roof off, letting in sky
I shine, the city never looked so bright

[Verse 2]
Man I'm lounging in some **** Bernie Mac would've been proud of
Looking down from heaven like **** that's stylish
Smilin', don't pay attention to the mileage
Can I hit the freeway? I'm legally going 120
Easy weaving in and out of the traffic
They can't catch me, I'm smashing
I'm ducking bucking them out here
I'm lookin' ******' fantastic, I am up in a classic
Now I know what it's like under the city lights
Riding into the night, driving over the bridge
The same one we walked across as kids
Knew I'd have a whip but never one like this
Old school, old school, candy paint, two seater
Yea, I'm from Seattle, there's hella Honda Civics
I couldn't tell you about paint either
But I really wanted a Caddy so I put in the hours
And roll on over to the dealer
And I found the car, junior, problem with this geezer
Got the keys in and as I was leaving I started screaming

[Hook: Hollis]
I Got that off-black Cadillac, midnight drive
Got that gas pedal, leaning back, taking my time
I'm blowin' that roof off, letting in sky
I shine, the city never looked so bright

[Verse 3: Schoolboy Q]
Backwoods and dope
White hoes in the backseat snorting coke
She doing line after line like she's writing rhymes
I had it hella my love, tryna blow my mind
Cadillac pimpin', my uncle was on
14, I stole his keys, me and my ****** was gone
Stealin' portions of his liquor, water in the Patron
Rather smiling like I won the ******* lottery homes
(******' lottery homes)
Tires with the spokes on it in the 4-2
Mustard and mayonnaise, keeping the buns on 'em
My dogs hanging out the window
Young as whoosh, ******' like we ball
Tryna **** em all, **** the ******' wimps
See what's poppin' at the mall, meet a bad *****
Slap her ***** with my palms
You can smoke the *****, I was tearing down the walls
I'm *******' awe,some
Swear these eyes tryna hypnotize
Grip the leather steering wheel while I grip the thighs
See the lust stuck up in her eyes
Maybe she like the ride or did she like the smoke?
Girl does she want it low?
This **** a Coupe de Ville so you'll never know
So we cool with ******, my ***** **** the limit
Got a window tinted for showing gangstas in it
Slice off when the gas is finished, Q

[Hook: Hollis]
Off-black Cadillac, midnight drive
Got that gas pedal, leaning back, taking my time
I'm blowin' that roof off, letting in sky
I shine, the city never looked so bright

I Got that off-black Cadillac, midnight drive
Got that gas pedal, leaning back, taking my time
I'm blowin' that roof off, letting in sky
I shine, the city never looked so bright

lyrics to "White Walls" by: Macklemore ft Schoolboy Q. #The Heist

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Phantom647 May 2021

Stay Pimpin'

Put yourself out there,
no simpin.
Stay classy,
Stay Pimpin'.

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redbarchettadrive Feb 2010

~Air Guitar ♥

.

Seems that I'm spending
most of my time down at the Karaoke King.
Under more normal circumstances
I wouldn't even say a thing.(But...)

I need to invest some more time in me
or I'll never become a star,
because I've sunk a pretty penny
just pimpin' out my car.

And this Mississippi mud
is even bogging down my truck,
and if I don't keep it rockin'
I may never get unstuck.

Success always comes from hard, hard work
it never comes to you from afar.
Would you please remind me tonight
to change the strings on my air guitar?

And I've been too tired to dance
with my own silhouette.
I just want a house out in the country,
and a brand new black Corvette.

My future's slowly rising,
it shouldn't take me long.
You see, this stage has been my home
and this here's my new song!

I need to invest some more time in me
or I'll never become a star,
because I've sunk a pretty penny
just pimpin' out my car.

And this Mississippi mud
is even boggin' down my truck,
and if I don't keep it rockin'
I may never get unstuck.

Wont you help me,
please; won't you help me?
Because I want to be a star.

Just do me a favor and remind me tonight
to change the strings on my air guitar.
Please do me a favor and remind me tonight...
to change the strings on my air guitar.

.

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Bloodline of King Yashayah Apr 2017

Pastors clergies reverends to deacons
Aint nothing but demons leechin
Off false preachin made up teachin'
Say its God but steadily reachin'
Takin all of your loot
For the love of the root
Only to go home broke
Yoked as a joke i pop smoke
Nothing but wolves in sheeps clothes
I expose evilness in the gospels
Using divine principles
As a profit false prophets
Using the holy name in vain
Mentally drained linked by a chain
Straddlin' the fench feet lynched
Cant stand if ya stuck to the bench
They call me a grinch
Cuz my money aint spent
Never gone repent to these devils
Thats hell sent
In the form of angelic scents
Enticin' people through embezzlement
For a ritual settlement moved by an embodiment
Can't pay bills or rent
Cuz they church got the windows tint
So miracles can perform
Then say blessings were sent
From up above but aint no love
Since hell is on earth here
One third to be exact
Now lets subtract
Fake people layin' financial testimonies
Phonies its all bologna
Lies told right in front of your eyes
Serpents guised as the wise
Gentle as a dove pushin hope and love
Off false faith they say im late
But im on time killin the vibe
Once my spirit arrives thrive
Cuz my potency is strong
So must cant hold on
Still singing slavery songs
Like we shall overcome
**** the drums i drop the guns
And let the ammo
Rip through they torso to spinal
And i laugh gracefully as the rest in peace
**** the church hypocrisy
I know ya hate me
But im layin' vengeance with my brillance
Coming back for the sons of Satans
I aint hesitatin'

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Mateuš Conrad May 2016

Colonel Kentucky's Iraq

Ronald McDoland & cousin Kentucky
had Iraq: ji had ji had ji had e ha e ha e ha oh!
i told you about the heresy of war,
the Soviets are back, success rate
up 1000% from Afghanistan to be the next
Uzbekistan - well, less Mongol tsunami down that
alley; it's still heresy to do puppet upon the head
of former state with oligarch tyrants selling
us bone marrow as meat: Iraqis just said:
let's keep it kosher and local and less global
and less treadmill!

the orb's lost & found song from the dream album is
so hard to follow at first; i only came back for the psychopath
avenue theme tune: ah... ******* ready to depose
Saddam Hussein... but now ******* in their pants to send
soldiers into the land of crucifixions and be-headings?!
how strange the correlation between actual warring
fake pacifism, simulated warfare and excess
theories with atoms but incompetence with
the elements.

i watched democracy fail... the foxes stole nothing,
they stole nothing because they were sloppy!
i thought this while hanging the washing on the line today...
*******... puck-puck-yellow-yanks... larynx by larynx on the tiles...
let's paint it red! spare me Slob Bogdan Maso Kiev Itch...
ah, when it was all under wraps... oh but the western
media are so ******* vociferous for those shady
gamblers known as shareholders, no casino,
just a house in suburbia... wankers... football hooligan me
into acting when it comes to practice!

sho you'sh shoor you'sh want'sh to shoo your shon
to shwastika access on return? me tshinks sho...
Bex is a girl's name Rebecca, we hear more of Bex's
past than anyone's.*

Colonel Kentucky can shove that chicken drumstick
up his **** and sing me a lullaby about his
famous discovery of deep baked **** batter!
crumbs ahoy, aye aye captain, my
stratosphere of anally commanding the first-mate
into coherent motivational propaganda of:
women outside of war will treat the dogs of
howling and barking as companions -
the stresses invigorate... no second chances are given
to buy a ******* toaster or a chimpanzee,
both do tricks, it just depends which one does the trick
quicker - it takes more than just a homelessness
from the realm of the cube to see how many
is an insect although not in an atheistic strict sense
of expressing nihilism: man the disharmonious
swarm can hardly keep queen or king:
unless we all were ****** by the king and unless
we all ****** the queen: insects are strict Martians,
they have no time for concubines or horse races
of football matches, or other coliseum distractions:
unique insecticide of insects against individualism
that's thought in being human so fondly kept
with the pyramid as with a book of some obscure
philosopher championing wear & tear & tatters
looking more for a tailor than a god:
appearances must be kept, after all, so few of us are
prisoners in the bedding chamber of perfect
genetics of post-******, and the dumb neo-****
scapegoats along with Israel are kept being fed
cinnamon sticks laced with sailors' *****
that's nutmeg.
**** you not... ere come the clueless klaxon hakuna
matata bob dylan bums... like two police officers
in reverse of the stereotype: one plays the harmonica
(i.e. can read), another strums the guitar (i.e. can write) -
but we're missing the elephant's
molesters: we're missing four of the six,
that's enough for the tetragrammaton verb,
we have the trunk and the leg, that'll do us just fine:
we can just say it's a fire hydrant...

with my new regime i understood the blanket
of un-forgiveness of english teachers,
i exported the idea of haiku to the east and
received the notion of esnō - i said double that
up, thrice it, make the thrice square,
add a hundred ballerina twirls and create
a hurricane from the ensō; what did i
get on my return? hardly a butterfly effect,
i got stenotype, the beheading of
Anne Boleyn - quick like a marriage with a black
widow spider or a mantis: an orphanage on my back...
so many more sperms reach the pyramid end
than in mammals, but look at what the Darwinism
rainbow gave us to feel depressed about...
comparative existentialism to insects, arguments
against parasites... might as well argue about
eating and **** evaporating rather than the pleasure
of faeces squeezing through the **** muscles...
(if you had *******, i'd tell you about the pleasure
of *******, and not needing to bother women
to stretch a muscle that's hardly an oyster of skin,
keep the flowers in Eden of comparisons,
mine ain't beauty, yours' ain't either:
it ain't a flower, it's a seashell protein, thing, the end):
oh yeah, the boys and me were watching salmon
in the school, we were using index and middle fingers
to slingshot shoot the salmon buds to dumb down and
forget feminism and remember the village life...
ha ha... worked like steroids to those fake muscle-heads
when looking at gymnasts and scaffolders:
PUMPIN' IRON PIMPIN' MOLLUSCS!
what a hydrochloric-hydraulic combination to non-grammatical
coordination from (0, 0) to (20 kilometres west,
50 kilometres east) in comparison to an epic literature
output of Russian angst origin in epilepsy shadowed
over by the joy of gambling... i have drinking,
now imagine Halloween on Hawaii.

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Daylight 4U2C May 2014

#Hashtag

I gotz no life.
I gotz no cash.
All I got is these pimpin' hashtags
#money
#grill
#dddddaaaamncheckoutdatfineassgirl

#poem #society #hashtag

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unidentified white male Oct 2013

Prayin for a snow day,
a lay at home day.
drinkin hot cocoa, bumpin some old Drake.
like "come winter"
and hope it comes we do!
pimpin season is over
i jus wanna lay here with you.
we know its not that serious,
talkin from experience.
this thing'll probably last a couple months,
maybe a few.
But im down to make it somethin
unforgettable
incredible
typa winter u throw up on a pedastool.
Till just after Valentines,
hear the last romantic chimes.
and pimpin seasons back on,
then you cant be mine,
and neither of us would mind.
at least,
I hope to find.

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fatin Oct 2017

Untitled

melihat matamu
kerap kau basahi bibir
pipi kamu kemerahan
tatkala aku sahut namamu

redup hari itu
tenang kamu kelihatan
indah,
indah seperti hari biasa
cuma hari ini aku rasa lain

hati aku berbisik
tangan lembut ini yang menyamankan
yang sentiasa ada tatkala aku gusar
gelisah aku tentang kamu cuma satu
--andai aku tidak layak untuk kamu

tanpa segan
perlahan kau dekati aku
sambil itu kau belai tangan aku,
seperti meletak harapan
"--aku tahu, fikiran kamu dalam tentang aku.
namun sayang ingatan kamu tentang aku adalah salah.
apalah rasa ini, andai tiada yang ikhlas untuk memegangnya?
telah aku pilih kamu untuk jadi ratu
maka, jangan kau gentar
pimpin aku akan selalu tanganmu"

dia itu adalah bijaksana
sentiasa tahu
dan selalu tahu resah aku yang tiada habis

lalu Tuhan
pinta aku mahu dia sentiasa selamat

-f 1048pm oct 2nd

#puisi #malay #melayu #borneo #poems #poetry

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Cedric McClester Apr 2015

BANG BANG

By: Cedric McClester

Bang bang
***** die slow
There’s more to hip hop
Than that ya know
It’s more than the bling
Some ****** show
More than the cribs
The cars or the dough
The culture’s diverse
And you need to know
It’s more than the **** shakin
You’ll always see
On certain shows
On the cable TV
It’s more than the dissin
The fights and braggin rights

Bang bang
***** die slow
I’m only sayin
What ya already know

Bang bang
***** die slow
We’re checkin for content
As well as for flow
You’re pimpin the game
And the homies know
You’re talkin ‘bout places
That you’ll never go
Talkin ‘bout crimes
You never committed
And it’s about time
To fess-up and admit it
Here is the deal
You need to yield
Cos it’s gettin too real
In the field

Bang bang
***** die slow
I’m only sayin
What ya already know

Bang bang
***** die slow
Ya namean
Let me give ya the low
Some name themselves
After I-talian criminals
Sending public messages
That attacks the subliminal
Then start complainin
Once they get popped
And the uninformed
Blame it on hip hop
And it’s not fair
That hip hop takes the blame
For some of you out there
That I could name

Bang bang
***** die slow
I’m only sayin
What ya already know

Bang bang
***** die slow
It’s about to be a rap
For the rap game (yo)
Rap is spiralin further
Out of control
And the government now
Sees itself in the role
Of overseer or regulator
Ya knew it would happen
Sooner or later
If you go on trial
You won’t be around
That’s their way of keepin
The Black man down
All you have to do is jus look around

Bang bang
***** die slow
I’m only sayin
What ya already know

Bang bang
***** die slow
All it takes for you to be
Good to go
Is a mouth full of platinum
And a video **
There’s more to life
Than that you know
Don’t let me be the one
To say I told you so
Cos the seeds you’re plantin
Are kinda rough to ***
But you’re convinced
That you are it
And a ****** like me
Can’t tell you ****

Bang bang
***** die slow
I’m only sayin
What ya already know

Bang bang
***** die slow
There’s more to hip hop
Than that ya know
It’s more than the bling
Some ****** show
More than the cribs
The cars or the dough
The culture’s diverse
And you need to know
It’s more than the **** shakin
You’ll always see
On certain shows
On the cable TV
It’s more than the dissin
The fights and braggin rights

(c) Copyright, 2015 Cedric McClester. All rights reserved.

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Ambient Destruction Jul 2015

White boy impossible

Baby,
Where you at?
We vanquished the impossible
Come back

Baby,
Why you spoutin'
*******?
Trust me
It won't just be stickin' to
Those pimpin' six inch heels

Baby,
Where you at?
Five seconds flat
This right here
This
Chocolate
Strawberry
Champagne
Haze that you call
Your life
Will get you
Nothin' but strife

Baby,
This artist
Formerly known as
A white boy attempting to rap
Don't care where you at
Don't you be comin' back.

A bit of fun. Hat tip to Pradip for introducing me to Extreme Poetry'ing; Never tried my hand at writing rap poetry before :)

#love #boy #rap #music #white

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Max Neumann Jun 2021

In The Redlight District At 4:48 AM

tizzy looped his past: he had looped it and then looped it howevah, whoop to diz
gangstapoetry boosted its duties newly
we simply gs, whose duties include

slowmoflow like snoop, or p, ain't no thang
i create slang in the hate center, last trip i flew thru loops, break dancers and readers
want answers, so we give straight answers

lyrics of fame bangers, one rhyme for eight
don't take chances, tizz stylobate, sunrise
poems born from crime, give it some time
gotta come right, sell it all at one price

my blood cries in rough nights, plagued by
enough of tough stuff, but me ain't a fluff
i bluff and take what's rightfully mine
tizz is frightfully nice, he neva comes twice

coco loco, monica matadora tending
first song jeezy's "poppin" pimpin pimpz
red-blodded hamza comin ova to test me
subtly intimidating, i just call him "habibi"

ice breaker, you feel me, we good, truly
check out jammed jay, pushin designer
hamza on the toilet, yayo, his girl, bunny
snugglin wit jammed jay for real by now

close to my dj area, rubbin *** gainst ****
tina staring camly into her secret intention
i expect something vaguely, forget it, tho
as hamza al-mighty gets back, explodes

he beats up jay, promptly breakin' his nose
jay looks at the blood; pulls out a cudgel
bashin hamza's skull, flesh splinters
hamza strikes back wit em bludgeons

wondaland's red light, serving proudly 24/7
hamza's pack, yousif, said, wassim and mo
ready to battle the enemy of the enemy
lego goon, antwone, bobby butchah, juan

* GANGSTAPOETRY * CREATION 96 *

#gangstapoetry #gangsta #gangster #dream #crew #mob #*** #fight #struggle #wondaland

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Sam Temple Jan 2016

sweet sweet powder (MCDJpj's) [****** rap]

Sweet sweet powder
Sweet sweet powder
Cutting keys wit flour
****** man of the hour
It’s the sweet sweet powder
Sweet sweet powder
Lookin down from the tower
Homeboy, I got all the power

It’s the sweet sweet powder
Like I’m raven from the bowery
I be hittin fools wit trash cans
Wake em up in bout an hour
With that sweet sweet powder
Shootin three ***** like crowder
Hollarin hella louder
Like Aretha in the shower
Got that sweet sweet powder
That I’m given to the *******
Never ****** with those snitches
That are wearing goodwill britches
No I roll with the
Sweet sweet powder
Been running through the ditches
Eating salty ham sandwiches
You act like I don’t know riches
I know that

Sweet sweet powder
Be cutting keys wit flour
I’m da man of the hour
Jumpin in the shower
With the sweet sweet powder
On the ivory tower
Pimpin tricks by the hour
Holding all the ****** power
Got that sweet sweet powder

Now wit that sweet sweet powder
I get ******* like a Scotty
****** Baio was hottie
But with that sweet sweet powder
He coulda ****** gotten Molly
Little Ringwald in her prime time
Slap that *** like a hate crime
Sweet sweet powder blowin my mind

I got that sweet sweet powder
Fuckim man of the hour
Rollin with robin trower
Acting like a lil bow-er
With my sweet sweet powder
Turning trick by the hour
Showering with power
Giving ******* flowers
Got that sweet sweet powder

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Waverly Mar 2012

Speedracer(by my big sis - Joci E.)

does everything change
window washers
door openers
now
top suite pimpin’
used to think the life
was about big, tall buildings
and suite offices
was it all a fairytale in the wind
was it all a memory
gone bad
did we imagine
our greatness
take it to another level
only to be wooed
by cake
and free beverages
work
aholic
mentality
fogged out
by love
and
freedom

http://jocelynellis.com/

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Giuseppe Stokes Dec 2017

I awoke, got up this morn'
to gliding dark and haunted fawn,
and sketchy shimmering plane apart
with pearl outline, obsequis art,

The thoughts so settled neatly
as the whisky rocks so clattered under,
liquid golden cast asunder
dreams a little left of field.

Hands unbidden wrecked the wire rack
as bottles, glasses, gems and jars went smack
bang, marble floor;
glass shards 'dorning feat of gore

The two step shuffle took it's slice
of cake, reward for shattered life.
Dot's of stars and bloodshot eyes
set fort between the panel skies

Strawb'ry field nestleds 'tween
columns cold with sterile sheen,
A bowl of sickly sustenance
pauses lips and throat and reachs, tense,
the guts below so dense
as substance grows and grows intents

the pitted stone I feel,
and stone in pit I reel
as anxious feelings stick,
Sick in mind, and mind so sick
The green gobbed gremlin
fear and trembling.

Just one of those mornings

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Denise huddleston Jan 2017

Hustlers

Hustlers run day and night
Only sleeping when the time is right

Hustling isn't the life
Come help me be a hood wife

Eat chicken one night feathers the next
He won't take checks

Running every hustle you've ever been taught
Never know when you're going to stop

Robbing, skimming, and Pimpin you don't care
As long as you have silk underwear

Send your b---h out to get paid
B---h don't come back till you get laid

Once you come back with cash duckies
All of the dope dealers get new ***'s

That's when the F'er runs to score
Then he gets ready to soar

Watch every step or move you make
Because he's got a hit to take

With every hit he takes
The demon inside starts to wake

He starts to replay the day
Worrying if you'll go stray

He knows he's breaking every rule
But he still maintains he's super cool

So he starts beating you
Making you black and blue

B---h you come a dime to dozen
You cross me you'll be frozen

Could mean do or die
So don't apply

Written by: Denise Huddleston

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Arrywill keepya smilin May 2013

So i crashed, bluuud tahh quick poet

damm,
so i had a hard fall,
my friends had a ball.
said it was funny nd i was a dummmy...
my leg is all messed up so i am all dressed up ,.
open flesh?.
I'm still fresh
i may be limpin ,.
buhh I'm still pimpin c:

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Santiago Jun 2015

Conejo - Did I Sell My Soul

Intro:
I Signed A Contract
But I Ain't Get No Mansion
No Cars, No Boats
No Nada
Than What The **** Did I Exchange My Soul For?

Verse 1:
C-Rock Is The Ying
C-Mack Is The Yang
They Got The Business ****** Up
And Their Product Is Wack
They Sound Black
And They Exhibit They Back
But When They Get To The Pen
Its Guaranteed To Get Shanked
And The Crumbs That You Made
Off That Box Of Garbage
Got A Muthafuker Laughing
Cause Your Vehicle Salvage
I'm A Savage
That Means I Body Bag You
Out Of State In The Desert
Cause You Got No Value
Sabes - Holla
They Know To Fight The Pigs
Blue Rag State Of Mind
That Split Your Wig
So Take Heed
Or Become Ghostly
I Sleep With The Vest
And The AK Closely
You ******* know Me
For Drug Dealin' & Pimpin'
I Walk With The Cain
But A G Ain't Limpin
The Boy Trippin'
On Your Personnel
Homie Smacking Muthafuckas
In This Concrete Hell

Chorus:
Did I Sell My Soul?
I Shook Hands With The Devils
Is That The **** I Had To Do
To Reach This Level
Its My Endeavor
To Come This Strong
Enemies Try To Cross Me
And Do Me Wrong
I Must've Sold My Soul
While I was Fucken wasted
The Dragon In My Vein
And I Began To Chase It
Gave Me Methods
Then I Got In The Lab
With A Bag Of Narcotic
And A Writing Pad

Verse 2:
So Many Gimmicks Homie
And So Many Critics
That After Meditation
I Ain't Trying To Hear It
Saint Louise Fitted
I'm Sly, Slick & Wicked
This City Got Bricks
For A Lower Ticket
Shoot The Digits
You A Fabrication
So I Ain't Doin' ****
With Your Association
For Real Though
What The ******* Flippin'?
When My Boys Do The Shipment
Newspaper Clippin'
Gun Shots
From The Wesson Toys
And I Just Got Back
From Illinois
Its An Eye For An Eye
In The Windy City
Ese All Foreign Cars
And Big *** *******
Patrollin'
Looking For Taliban
Ese Afghan Style
No Pinching Plan
I'm The Medicine Man
Hear My Tribe
I Smoke Into The Plants
That Get You High

Chorus:
Did I Sell My Soul?
I Shook Hands With The Devils
Is That The **** I Had To Do
To Reach This Level
Its My Endeavor
To Become This Strong
Enemies Try To Cross Me
And Do Me Wrong
I Must've Sold My Soul
While I was Fucken wasted
The Dragon In My Vein
I Began To Chase It
Gave Me Methods
Then I Got In The Lab
With A Bag Of Narcotic
And A Writing Pad

Verse 3:
You Want This Throne?
In Your Fucken Dreams
Only ******* Slangers
Understand The Green
And Thats A Fact
You Wanna Conquer That
The **** That I Build
Fool My Clips Are Filled
So Place Your Gangstas
I'm A Fucken Magician
2-Story Crack House
Offer Exposition
You Already Dead
You A ***** Donor
Watching 20 TVs
I'm A New Club Owner
Another Day Another Dollar
Ask The File Clerk
I'm A Wait Till You Receive
Homie Get You For Work
I Sever Fingers
And I Heard You Would Finger
On A Stand Up In Court
Like An R&B; Singer
Singing Hooks To The Jury
The Judge Is Watching
There's A Bomb Under Your Seat
And The Clock Ain't Stoppin'
Booom!
Your *** Went Through The Ceilin'
But That's What You Get
For Your Punk *** Squealin'

Chorus:
Did I Sell My Soul?
I Shook Hands With The Devils
Is That The **** I Had To Do
To Reach This Level
Its My Endeavor
To Become This Strong
Enemies Try To Cross Me
And Do Me Wrong
I Must've Sold My Soul
While I was Fucken wasted
The Dragon In My Vein
I Began To Chase It
Gave Me Methods
Then I Got In The Lab
With A Bag Of Narcotic
And A Writing Pad

Outro:
You See
We Got All These Raggedy *** Muthafuckers
Trying To Be Hollywood
Walking Out The Swapmeet
Feeling Like A Million Bucks
But I'm Here Now
C - O - N
The Avenging Angel
Doing This **** For Everybody Out There
That Just Ain't Inspired
By The ******* Thats Out Right Now
Ha These Muthafuckas Is Wack

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Infamous one Feb 2013

Track

Go for my jog
The track leaves my shoes red
Covered in dust
Doing my laps lost count
How many times I've gone around
knees burning pimpin my arms
Clear my mind focused on the goal
Keep a steady pace
Distance can't stop me as I approach near
The track is home getting my assignment done
Fit and sanity the time it takes to get this done
When I finish this jog rewarding and fun
Always sore keep going and ignore do much more

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Aiden L K Riverstone Apr 2010

A Painting of Misconceptions

An idea is soon forgotten
A writing is long to pass
Short minded
Otherwise mild tempered
Danger painter
Paint my misconceptions
Responsible failure
Truth brings denial to the falsified rumor
Spoken out of character
Standing tall, But barely standing at all
Stumbling through life's greatest feats
Never to fully understand, A grasp of wisdom
A spark of influence, Shattered concern
Riches & fortune never to come easy
Easy street livin', Begging for breathing
Thumpin' the wastes of inner being
As a hard knocks life wheels and deals
Pimpin' it's struggles, Pushin' through its roughness
Fame may come, Fame may go
Just never stopped here
A shed of a single tear, May stop the world
A moment that shall never be turned back

©Aiden L K Riverstone

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jeffrey robin Nov 2013

Oh god oh me oh you anybody

And such a one as you too have come

Such a one

••

Sweet as the taste of anything at all after all is said and done

And life itself is here and we see the reasons for our fear and overcome

••

The child with her razor blade realizes

Demons do invade any holy sanctuary left open

And they know

What they must know

To live

••

Sweet the silence voices

Sing of holy

Sing of real

Sing of us

••

She walks naked solitary

Fields where magic is the only answer

And my face is the only beauty

••

The only reason

••

Walks naked high school corridors laughing at the folly

••

The pumpin pimpin brutal ways the tryin to get their jollies

Before dyin
Without even tryin

To live

••

No reason to ask me to forgive

I am invincible

As you are

As always

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Bloodline of King Yashayah Jul 2015

It's ******

Yo i know this track was already blessed
So i guess i sit back n roll aome sess
My life is always revolving solving
Problems of the worlds nobodies involved in
And nobody gives a **** only after the buck
Some do gun play but most of my homes stay
Pimpin' the pen my skin is my sin
Will the Heavens let me in??
Its ****** everywhere i go
Fools even gettin' killed at funerals
No shame in the game humans huntin humans but all in the same gang
Naw we divided by race look me in my face
They want us to go after the paper chase
So they can cover of the murders
Of there **** ups blame minorities
Then we summoned by the authority
**** authority i clame royalty
My ancestors died on this blood soil for free
So how are we free? When tell us from the jump street we enticed to the penitentiary?
Education is a joke occupations goin up in smoke
Feel the vapors compensations fadin'
Wake up youngin' and start obeyin'
Ya instinct dont act like ya **** dont stink
In all house nigguhs **** a **** *****
Homeboy this aint childs play
This life n death so listen to what i say
They murdered many with the injections
Because elite society a growin' infections
They murdered Eazy Janis Hendrix Malcolm King Nat Turner and Amy and many?
So yea you can blame the
Music industry music is revolution the only solution
Is to invoke pollution gun shots silent provoke violence
Shake up the white house now its deaths appliance
Defiance
I am cuz im a man not boy so **** being coy
If they really wanna end you they put you
On a ******' tube to show
That they murdered yiu in cold blood
And not even cry sit on the chair interview spreading a lie
Know this the eye sees the mind believes
Break that mentality before you recieve
The mark of the beast three slashes on ya *****
Turn the degrees
Up six hundred and sixty six **** dollara n sense
Wake up or get caked up because if you get to close to light ya might die of ****** ******

Now im stretching the heat
Of beef
So if ya hungry you can eat uh
I stand on my feet
After beat downs of the punk police
This aint a tale this is a saga
Spittin' lava from my saliva
And if you mad get yo steel
And if you happy go pop a pill
Cuz the **** i speak make the pigs squeal
Runnin' to corners like mice
Cuz they know im so real **** mass appeal
You can cash out on death
And take a deep breath
Cuz its hard to inhale all this ******* it aint hard ti tell
Open yo head or let the ghost out the shell
Earths is Hell cant find a bail
Enticed to famine disease illness
Id rather die young like Black Jesus
Yo religion dont please us
So tell Jessie n Sharpton
To get back on the bus
Cant trust
These hyprocrites suckin' white supremacy ****
So wipe ya mouth N double A CP
Cuz i aint down with O P P
They steady watchin' but im watchin' them
Just ask my homie Tim
OLSAN BETTER KNOWN AS BIN LADEN
that nigguh aint dead he just bin hidin'
In government custody
Remember how they did Toby?
Show that you real
And watch how fast you end up behind bars of steel???
So you can say im a pessimist
Naw this is just a genesis the realist
To ever spin off a instrumental
**** a sentimental im official
Like Jude break the law always entice the blood
Hold up this aint a gimmick
Killin' all the mimics its murderrrr

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ZACK GRAM Dec 2019

Fourth Quarter ShutOut Z-Pac

THE STORY OF MY DAYS OF YOUR LIVES
BORN OFF THE HILL
HAMPTON IN THE HEIGHTS
LITTLE BOSNIA
WEST CENTRAL
CENTRAL WEST END
THE REAL WESTSIDE
CENTRAL EARTH
I SPROUT LIKE AN NFL CHAMPIONSHIP
MOVED OUT WITH PAC AN THEM REAL ******
BOAT CAPSIZED CAUGHT A BODY
J VILLE BABY
LOOK AT MY NEON LIGHTS GLOW
GLOWED UP THROWED UP BEEN THROWIN IT UP
BARELY BREATHIN BUT KEEP IT STEPPING
BACK ON MY GAME IN HOME PLATE
GRAND SLAM CHURCHILLS **** HIS PANTS
ON CRIP
**** IM ****** WITH BLOODS
WHAT A ***** POSTED TO DO
KEEP MY ENEMIES CLOSE TILL I GOT FAMILY
OLDEST BLOCK IN THE NEW BIBLE BELT
THE REAL BABYLON
THE MISSOURI
THE ILLINOIS
THE MISSISSIPPI
RIVER JUNCTION
HODUNKDAMM
BIGGEST ***** ON THE PLANET
MIDDLE WORLD
THE WILD WILD WEST CONCEILMENT
STEP ON MY PRIVATE PLATFORM GET CAKED
I BEAT STATE CHAMPS
I RAN A 3 POINT EIGHT FORTY IN PADS
IM FASTER NOW
I BANGED ACRES HOMES HEMPSTEAD HELICOPTERS ABOVE ME
ON MY 9 DOWN THE 8 GUNS POINT GOT YOU IN THE PAINT
NAWF NAWF H TOWNS FINEST BIG DEUCE THE CHAMPION
MADE MAN **** ON 100 MILLION MAGIC TEAM
MACCIN ON THE PIMPIN AN PIMPIN ON THE HOES AN MACCIN THE ASSETS
IM ANYWHERE ANYTIME ANYDAY
HYPERSONIC HEFF FIFTY TWO DONT PLAY BOY
YOU MY SON IM CHOPPIN DOWN THE FOREST
DEAR LORD SAVE ME I **** MARIAH
EL CHAPO IS THE RICHEST CASH ON HAND MAN AN THEY CONFISCATED
I MAKE EL CHAPO LOOK BROKE
YOU ARE WITNESSING GREATNESS
IM THE RICHEST MAN IN HISTORY
THE RICHEST ALIVE
NO MAN WILL EVER ACHIEVE MORE
I WROTE THE PAPER TRAIL
ITS IMPOSSIBLE
BE THERE IN A HOUR ***
CALL ME A DUFFLE BAG BOY ON FATAL AN FELONY
YOU PAY 50 CENTS FOR CIGARETTES TAX
BUT WHEN YOU DRIVE 3 MINUTES AT 45 MILES PER HOUR
YOU PASS BILLIONS IN DEVELOPMENT
THAT MONEY DOESNT GET DISTRIBUTED
BIN LADINS FATHER HAD A 3 TRILLION DOLLAR BAHGDAD CONSTRUCTION CONTRACT
NEPAL SOLD THORIUM TO A CULT IN THE WORLD TRADES
THEY SUICIDE MELTED AWAY
YOU THINK THEY ATTACK WAS SUPPOSED TO STOP
NAH *** IT WAS STOPPED BY THE MILITIA
WE CAME OUT GUNS BLAZING
10 MILION ROUNDS PER QUADRO SQUARE MILE
100 MILLION TONS WHERES THE LANDING STRIP
LOOK UP BLAIR
BLACK GEORGIA MAN WINS 350 MILLION CASH IN POCKET LOTTERY
BUYS 100 PERCENT OF JAMAICAS MARIJUANA CROPS
LOOK AT ME NOW
I SHUTDOWN DECATUR AN EMINEMS SISTER SHOT ME UP WITH DOPE
**** EMINEM SAMANTHA ***** FIRE TELL HER LET ME HIT IT
I ROCKED THE SUN WITH MEMORIALOGICAL TELEPATHCY EXPLOSIONS
I CAN SHAKE EARTH ON COMMAND
I HAVE VIVID VIVID VISIONS
I SEE THINGS THAT I BELIEVE NOONE ELSE CAN SEE
IM DISEASED
THESE VISIONS GUIDE ME TO METAMOPHICAL EPHYPHANYS
THE TECHNOLOGY IS NOT POSSIBLE IN TODAYS INDUSTRY
I WOKE UP IN THE HOLY GARDEN OF EDEN
I CRAWLED UP THE LANDING
THE FOUNTAIN WAS TRICKLING
I DRANK FROM THE FOUNTAIN OF YOUTH
GOT OFF MY KNEES STOOD
I RAN
NOTHING COULD STOP ME
I LAY DOWN THE ARTHUR SWORD IN FRONT OF DEMONS IDEOLOGY AN GOD
I SEEN HITLERS DEATH
I LIVED JESUS CHRIST SACRIFICE
BLACK WASNT BLACK
WHITE WASNT WHITE
NOTHING WAS NORMAL
DIFFERENT ENERGYS AN VISUALS
THEY NAILED ME TO THE HORSE TRAWL
I FEEL THE SPIKES
WHEN THEY SLAPPED THE HORSES *** WITH THE TIED ROPE
I WAS DONE FOR
THEY KILLED ME
I WOKE UP IN A PRYAMID EGYPTIAN LIKE REBIRTH
NOW WE ARE HERE AN ITS ME EXPLAINING TO YOU IM NOT FROM EARTH
IM THE CREATOR
IM GOD
ITS BIBLICAL
HE HAS RISEN
YOU ARE IN THE PRESENCE OF THE LORD
ON THE BIBLE
IM NOT HERE TO SAVE YOU IM HERE TO HAUNT YOU
IM NOT HERE TO SAVE YOU IM HERE TO TAKE YOU TO HELL
IM NOT HERE TO SAVE YOU IM HERE TO MAKE YOU SEE YOUR SICKNESS
WE GOING OUT ON CANNONS
HELL ON EARTH RAIN ON HEAVEN BRING DOWN THE GATES
HEAVEN ON EARTH
PEACE
WHEN THE TRUTH UNVEALS ITSELF IN HUNDREDS OF YEARS FROM NOW
YOU WILL FACE THE MIGHT OF GOD
I SPOKE IT BEFORE IT HAPPEND
I SPEAK THE TRUTH
I SPEAK ON THE FUTURE
THERE WILL BE KING EARTH VERY SOON
IM TALKING ONE RULER ON PLANET EARTH
YES GLOBAL ******* ONE PERSON THE BOSS
THIS IS A FACT
THIS MAN WILL SUFFER
THIS MAN WILL SAVE OUR SOULS
THIS MAN WILL FEED EVERYONE
THIS MAN WILL END ALL WARS
THIS MAN WILL READ THIS WRITING AN SAY IN THE NAME OF HE PRODIGAL ONE
MARK MY WORDS YO
ONE PERSON RUNNING OUR NATIONS
ITS GOING TO HAPPEN
YOURE SCARED OF ME AN MY VISION
THATS WHY YOU KILLED ******
****** PROVED JEWS WERE PLOTTING
FACT
JEW PLOTTED AN ARE THE WEALTHIEST IN THE ECONOMY
IF ****** KILLED THAT ECONOMY
****** WOULD HAVE BEEN KING EARTH
UNTIL WE HAVE MASTER COMMANDER
WE ARE GOING TO LOSE
OUR WORLD NEEDS BILLIONS OF DEATHS
I WROTE IT REMEMBER THAT
THE CONSTITUTION SAYS IN LAMENS TERMS
IF THE PROCESS BECOMES MORE THEN A SIMPLE PROCESS ITS AGAINST HUMAN RIGHTS
THE AMENDMENTS BILL OF RIGHTS AN CONSTITUTION AN LAW BOOKS
ALL OF THOSE ARE 10 THOUSAND PAGE BOOKS
THEY TAKE TEN MINUTES TO CONVICT YOU AN YOUR BEING
WHEN ITS A 10 THOUSAND PAGE ESSAY IN COURT JERRY MANDERING
THATS AGAINST THE CONSTITUTION
THIS IS WHEN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA SUCCEEDS
WE CREATE A MILITIA
WE TAKE OVER EACH FORM OF GOVERNMENT
WE GO BACK TO NICKLES AN DIMES
WE CANCEL STOCKS
WE SHUTDOWN ALL BORDERS
AN WE PREP FOR WORLD WAR
WHERE MY VISION SAYS BILLIONS WILL DIE
YOU CONVINCING A FELLOW COUNTRY MAN TO RUN FOR HIS COUNTRY
HE WAS BORN 55K IN DEBT
HE HAS NATURAL RIGHTS
WHY DO YOU HAVE TO EXPLAIN IT
PAC SAID IT IN NINTY SIX ITS US AGAINST THE WORLD
LETS TAKE WHATS OURS
PUT IT IN ONE PILE
AN BURN IT
FLICK IT OFF **** ON IT
AN DRINK TO OUR DEMOLISION OF ABOLITIONIST
IMPEACHMENT HAS ABOLOSHIED OUR PRESIDENTIAL CABINET
THIS IS NOW MILITARY LEVEL
BASICALLY ITS A FACEBOOK POST 100 MILLION PEOPLE SHOW UP WITH GUNS
YOU JOIN
AN ITS OVER IN A DAY
NOONE HURT
JUST US LIVING AN GETTING WHAT WE DESERVE
NEW FORM OF GOVNERMENT
10 MILLION AMERICANS APPLICATIONS FOR CIVIL SERVICE
10 MILLION VOLUNTEER INFANTRY CIVILIAN CONTRACTED SERVICE MEN AND WOMEN
10 MILLION JOBS IN REBUILDING INFRASTRUCTURE TO NO WOOD JUST BRICK
AMERICAN AUTOBAHN 200MPH HIGHWAY EASTCOAST TO WESTCOAST
BILLIONS TO TRILLIONS TRILLIONAIRE WITH NO COMPENSATION
ZILLIONAIRE NOONE CAN COMPARE
SHINING RIDIN BY LIKE A GLARE
STOMP THESE HOES TO DUST AN BLOW IT WITH A LEAF BLOWER
GONE BAGGED UP OR DOWN THE DRAIN
SEE WHAT YOU BELIEVE BUT WHAT YOU BELIEVE CANT BE CONCEIVED
ITS A CONTRADICTION TO FOCUS AN PHYSICAL ATROPHY
ONCE THAT RADIATION GOT TO YOU
BLOODIED UP
SKILLED
SWITCH ON
SWITCH OFF
SWITCH ON
SWITCH OFF
ON AN OFF ON AGAIN
HEX ALL OF YOU FOR DENYING YOUR FACTION AN FUSION
WORLD TAKE OVER COMING SOON
GOON
YOU ****
**** YA NANNY AN YA MOMMA AN YA GRANNY
NUT AN WALK OUT
MAKE A CHICKEN SANWICH WITH HASHBROWNS
THE ASHTRAY BLUNT HEAVY WITH ROACHS
BEST BRING THAT BUG SPRAY
ON KILLA A VILLA TRILLA YELLA
YELLA ATCHA RIAH QUIK
THAT NES QUIK
I JUST MIGHT **** YA GUTS
THE END

amen

#all #heil

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Bloodline of King Yashayah Aug 2015

Tru Cyco

Yea im a ******
Because i challenge my mind
To the adversities of the world
The matrix they stay playin' tricks
I call them politics
From the heart of the Capitol
They gets no love
But a bullet from the chrome pistol
Shootin' us minorities for target practice
No justice no peace
Put your hands up
And you'll still get shoot for free
No such thing as bad publicity
Peace officers advocating
Love and hate on the same tree
But the birches are chipped
Leaning more towards racism
Black vs white white vs black
Etc etc look between the white n black
You see shades of grey
They want us all to go astray
Even got our religious leaders in on the play
The system designed for them to win
Think im makin this up?
Go and get a pencil or pen
Expose the secrecy you end up naked drug overdosed or in a pen
Pimpin' been going on since mankind
Climb out the slime and crime
Will continue resurgence
**** the law over throw policies
Its more of us than them
The time is now embrace the unity
While we have a chance
One person can make a change
But a nation can change the world
Reachin' the hearts of young boys n girls
Read up on knowledge **** college
They all the same education is shame
Work more less pay more divorces less foreplay
Peep game learn the rules and ill do the same
Cuz if we dont change things
Will remain the sameeeee

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Bloodline of King Yashayah Oct 2016

AQUEMINI

givin' a shout out
to all the young fellas
chasin' cheddar
hands on the berrata
cuz im go getter
like my hoes wetter
than the average twist . cabbage
born a savage ill die a savage
these are just
the tales from the hood g
outkast built in me
no phonies on my block
we all had to knock
a hustle drugs n thangs for the struggle
we got switches n dead bodies in the dit ch es
some time my minds
spins faster than helicopter
propellers
aint neva chased a yella
bone phone home
soon cuz i feel the doom
sealin' my death soom
boom
there i go into another dimension
with all my past folks
blowin' smoke
sayin' jokes
we havin a good time
kick a good rhymes
feelin o so fine
drinkin' red wine
no body cant come between
my happiness
if ya know what i mean
aint no hate but i got hate
to all haters
watch me catch a gun in they pate
but thats reality
friends turn to foes i suppose
???

once upon a funky rhyme
i laid this beat so hard
it should be considered a crime
uh minds was blown
six feet deep as my spirit sinks
lower than a submarine
no radar could locate
my reality in actuality i be
silky smooth cuttin the groove
make ya wanna move
ya feet check my afro thick
with a fist pik n stick
the baddest hos with the baddest flows
cadillac music in ya trunk
so dont loose it
rhymes is choosen carefully
me and partna be
enticin girls like teddiy
pendergrass rough as a diaper rash crash
gotta make this cash
on delivery cods down for opp
opressors pimpin the poor
time to even the score sound the drums for war as i soar
in the mothership with two clips
on my nine blunt to lips
even got my girl packin
pistols n **** quick to whip
lift a fool out his frame
rick james cuz i got fire and desire
roll over ya *** like a set of tires grip the game like pliers
as i add peak to ya amfliers
who am i? Kb (killin'beats)ill be like this til they day i die
my homie and i aqueminiiiii

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Giuseppe Stokes Dec 2017

The Blurb

Some say the sonnets a dead form ¦ on yellowed pages and booklets torn,
Pentarchy shed and slain, replaced ¦ by memes I'm bicc, dat boi, he based

In synaptic pools, and neural spools, ¦ with cool *** claws, and digital jewels;
we set as one, booked up our sole ¦ while tindr/grindr take their toll

On sultry pages cast to withered dust ¦ while leaves left golden crust,
the muttered lines unbound escape ¦ to Tengri's starry 'voided gape

I think I am, I am I think, ¦ with wink and shirk and nod and drink
and cough, we splutter NoStros verse ¦ as fiery Gaia suffers curse

But then again, who are but we? ¦ a single sound, a drop in sea,
a dangling solace sharp in key, ¦ a lonesome sold for wired fee

When finally, undone we are ¦ our freedom sold, our chains bizzarre;
I'm caught between two planes that part ¦ a Second Life, and First (too dark)

So when again we sit and talk ¦ and fill the space with idle balk;
I'll notice parts of you I've missed ¦ and seek a comfort long dismissed

So when again we meet and stray ¦ to thoughts of hidden brevity;
I'm happy knowing it's just me ¦ Unhappiness my major key.

So finally, I'll try again ¦ to feel the pain, the roots and then
Pretty Pimpin? Scrimpin' life amock¦ Sat at home with screen and sock.

An experiment de-structuring stanza and flow

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Bloodline of King Yashayah Oct 2017

Ill Shut 'em Down (Enemies Defeated)

Yeah it goes like this
Some die for the money
Others rather tell a joke
But ain't nothing funny when I see
My peeps gettin smoked by police
Leasted to mess with the poor
Excite race wars too many scars
Since I left the battlefield can't shield
My family cuz they be handing me
Restrictions in my own jurisdiction
Seems more like mental lynching predictions
Made by the lifestyle of a fantasy addiction
Tryna break the system that keeps me in straight pimpin'
But I broke the sable
Turned off my cable
A new state of mind you can tell By my rhyme
No sublime time after time
I'll write truth in every line
So next I come around pound for pound I'm shutt em down

Yo when I try to help my brother
He looks the other
Way and gives a **** what I gotta say
Too many victims of prey dark grey
Clouds hovering over your heads
Tryna scheme of ways to make bread
But don't chase something that's already dead
Filled with slave owners but at the same time they money owners
Slavin us til we bite the dust so trust
They divided us so we can't bust
At the real scenario takin places in different barrio
I say break the barrier white vs blacks vs mexican vs asian
We all just a number waiting for a blazing
Burned into a grain coatin' rhymes til they glazing
Don't consider myself hero I'm just saving
Much damage soon to take ground But I'll make sure to shut em down

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