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Reece Apr 2013
Purp-Purple Purp-Purple in my blood, cut it, cut it, cut it
Let it bleed, blee-bleed
Sipping on the lea-le-lean
Smoking that dank
My blood stream-stre-stream

When the codeine hits
It hits real hard
When the codeine hits
It hits real hard, hard-hard

Drop a rancher in, let it-let it splash
Splas-splash
Turn up the system, ***** let the snare drum
Crash cra-crash
Rolling through the hood, chevy dropped low
(Lo-low yeah)
My Chevy real lo-lo-low
I said my leather and wood Chevy dropped low

Johnny's in the basement mixing up the medicine
Mixing up the-mixing up the medicine-med-medicine
**** C's in the backroom letting all the ratchets in
Ratchet-ratchet-ratch-
Letting all the ratchets in

Dumping out cigar trash-tra-trash
Fill it back with the hash-ha-hash
Sip that lean slow
Bringing the good old nineties back
Ba-back
Said bring the good old nineties back
RIP
DJ *****
Big Moe
**** C
Aridea P Oct 2011
Jakarta, 10 Mei 2008

Sungguh ku cinta kamu
Ku sayang kamu sampai ku mati
Selama ini yang ku ucapkan
Bahwa kau tercipta untukku
Adalah salah besar untukku

Walau, aku tetap ingin kamu
Saat kau ucapkan lirik itu
Semakin ku ingin kamu
Milikimu, hingga ku tak bernyawa

Ku ingin kau tahu
Aku di sini sayang kamu
Hanya sayang kamu setulus hati ku

Tapi, ku tak bisa ungkap itu
Kau terlalu indah untuk ku miliki
Hanya Dewi Cinta yang pantas
Karena, dia sangat indah dari ku

Hanya bisa ku ungkapkan sayang ku
Dengan puisi indah ini diiringi lirikmu
Saat ini, yang terbayang hanya wajahmu
Ku ucapkan s’luruh cinta ku
Apakah kamu dengar suara hati ku? Cinta…


by. aridea purp
Justin Chinyere Oct 2015
As I Just close my door to my world
I Open the door to THE world.
SOOooooooo I Breathe in (breath in)

Take it all in

Airs somewhat cloggier than my space
At least im free from all that *** taste
And here, the Journey, begins.
Door to door about 58 minutes
Not including stops at the shops
And the inevitable wait at the bus stop
The electronic boards are always bad with timing  
Transport For London? Pssssh more like Thanks For Lying

*******.

About this time I ruffle and shuffle
Untangle my earphones and cause quite a kerfuffle
Unwinding the sound lines
Looping them in and out of their binds
Pulling and squeezing
Making sure the copper coil isn't easing
Cos they can give you a sharp *****!
For some reason that always happens on my fingertips,
And then they itch.

Oh the mechanics of me
Brought to thought
About my whole existence
As soon as something malleable
Penetrates my shell.
I'd look at the spot of blood and be rather..........disappointed
Why couldn't it be green? or maybe purp...blue?
At least then my suspicions would be true
That I'm not of this World Planet or Region
Coming from entities who celebrate happiness every season
Wandering around pretending to look like us
Just for kicks never indulging in any of the fuss
Just managing to jump out when things get hard
And back in when its all tickles and laughs
And out when its heartbreak or death
And then back in When Arsenal win the league! **** YES!!!

Yes...yes...That would make me feel blessed
Just to know I'm not like all the others
Who were all born from Mothers
Not that id wanna be born by a Brother
Cos that would be...odd.
I feel like I'm just waiting for my powers to be bestowed upon me
Dropped from the skies in a sacred ceremony
Surrounded by flying Lions
And jumping Elephants
Moonwalking Dogs
And Motorbike riding Frogs
Animals that I can't even imagine
That to my mind don't even exist
I'm greeted with cheers and smiles
And theres crowds going absolutely wild!!!
They all know the life I've lived
And happy that I've got to this bit
Where everything falls into place
Cos now I  control the ins and outs to my desired taste
Mmmmmmmmmmm
And it tastes so devine
Like souls entwined
Embodied in one another filling each and every space
Can you imagine how that would taste?
It would taste...tasty

All these thoughts from looking at this crimson blot on my finger
These are the things that make my mind linger
Dreams of being an ethereal being
As I look up and all that my eyes are seeing
Is the bus that i missed because I was daydreaming.
Waverly Dec 2011
SO
high
we ******
up
right
NOW.

ALL
we do is
YELL AND LAUGH
in the crib.

I BROKE
the xbox
a couple times,
so
WE BOUGHT MORE,
MACK
came through
TALKING ****,
so I hurled
THE LAST BOX
in a splatter of shiny
FRAGMENTS.

SOMETIMES
the neighbors
come up,
come through
for a little purp.

WE
on the
COME UP.
ERR Feb 2012
When the back cover closes
Under a shivering hand and new perspective
The dead come back to your lucid bed body
To chat and save the haunt
Your forehead stays flat and pockets
Could be green, or not
And illness sounds pretty
Good when read aloud
Tummies fill not with pah *** owns
But better, moths
Drawn to unseen lantern looms
And blue is just a note to pass
In a cyclical path from red to
Ultra purp and back
Tomorrow might make you **** yourself
But the fear will keep you warm
Too long do we settle to **** the noxious
And ask for mistakes in body art
Why blot ink
Think
Breathe
Live
Death don’t hurt, so neither will a running start
The fall is plenty long and
Pavement tasted like spring
MOTV Dec 2015
Hood talk

Clip Bark

The Devil Taunt

Leave Some Good Men

Distraught

Hanging With Some bullets in there
notch



Ohh


Hood Hustle

******* wanna cuddle

Till you got no money
to rebuttal

Sell a *** for drow

Make her trick for Gold

leave the ***** a poem
call it

The Hood-Gift


They are the Kings

Roaming the land like Rome

Conquering as they sing

until they meet MJO



Oh


That loud noise in the face of danger
Well,
that is the herb,
illuminated
smoking heat
filled space,
racing, striding with confidence, they are angry.

Hold back and observe
how minds are dazed
hurt, fire spit, lions roar
mouths drop to the dirt,
going through the floor

That mind stable
stumble,babble,humbled...

track of that unfabled,
notorious like the b.

Immaculate

Gifted

Glory speaking of the Holy

seeking the warrior
writing down
death foretold

Listen

                        Listen

As bullets
get dodged
in the mission

The Devil talks

devil talks

but cannot walk....

With I

For I

Am with God

for

God is with me......

Us... God, I trust.

XxXxxXxxXxxXxxXxxXxxXxx

Hood talks

***** walks

Does she think I can get taunted?

By the unwanted

LUST

Warrant spent

the demented kid
dependent on abstract adolescence visions

with no spirit to grab the woven sands
of the cloth made from time

Attention:

                                          Atten­tion:

                                                          ­                                 Attention:

I nearly lost my mind

no pretentious joke,

no...

No, no

No
   Time to

Hide from my mind
as it collides with eroding slime, grime, goo

Deep...

As I..

As I....

Seep...

Fell in the tar pit

that was nearly lit

The heat...

Burning

Blazing, blazing...

the gas-fueled

the fire and my

de
     sires

a blazing,

      a fire

was lit

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lift this

used a quick fix

of some mushrooms

I fell into the....

that...

soup

which

were

was,
is
melted in the ***
seen by a few chosen eyes

the stew filled with
the residue of sin....

has been
will be
has

taken hold of men....


Hard to crawl out of
the hood of hell

without being stuck with a demon yourself

Hard to crawl out of
the hood of hell

without being torn up
nearly killing oneself

It is hard climbing out of hell

without a doubt,
without a doubt,

without doubt

Heaven does exist

thoughts can be saved,
solved,
paved

Learning
enslavement
is tangled
into how we are made,

what are you
a slave to today,
stuck,
giving all of you that time...

money, jobs, games, tv have all chained my mind.

Well Shucks!

Sorry, again
finding
my minds eye


Looking into the sky
of the 7 suns,

collaborated
with the essence of sweet purp
I puff


Miracles
patterns
live
as an Angel,

a mad hatter
tonic
sipping
loud gripping
friend getting hit

&

Disaster strikes
at flashes of light

But one
survives
the fight

and in it

is glorified.




don't bow.
Everyday I wake up
I glance at the sky
To get a natural high
From spiritual sighs
Ha got me head now
Filled with sun energy
Felt like I was
Listen to a clergy
Man can you innerstand
My wisdom that
Sits in my hand
Palms never wet
An ultimate threat
To higher grounds
That's why I chill
Deep unda the ground
(underground) sounds is digital
No humpty dumpty
Just keep my techs
On me they wanna push me
Near the wall
But I can't
Since I got *****
Sweat drippin' soakin' draws
Cuz the pressure
Made me an outlaw
Had no choice to but to
Bruise and cruise through
Enemies I
Put a slug and leave em plugged
Electric shock from the glock
I'm aimmin at head
over the hill's forreals
This ain't no shill so just chill
As I  **** like bill alley oop
A Dunk so you can feel
Led in yo head now ya dead bleed
Out
So that'll give ya something
To think about
No screams and shouts so


Hold on be strong hold on Be Strong
Hold on be strong Hold on be strong
I ain't gone never led you wrong
So hold on Be Strong
Cuz I ain't gone never led you wrong
So christen that **** yeah

Now that the raindrops stop
But the reign  didn't stop
Thought I was dead
But I rise like early sunshine
Roosters cluckin'
Got these demons tryna **** in
Me in my sleep
I shake the shells
Going crazy naw
Its just my mind get lazy
Or they purp that hazed me
Got keep it
True to Screws legacy hive
Bump out the jive
All the way live
In your stereo
Can't break me or make me
Into a mold
Hard to get a hold
Of something you
Can't touch can't clutch
I plot rhymes like
****** from Dutch
Shultz my lyrical occult
Shakin' fools at the wake
Stay baked takin' estates
Keep to body
Frosted as flakes no undertakes
We take
Everything from the hand
Never took a reprimand
Dodge minivans
Stacked with multiple
Ski mask quick to blast
Yo *** in the past
Now you in cask-et
Racked like bread in a bask-et
Led turn em into ac-id
tryna hold on
But ya soul long gone so

Hold on be strong hold on Be Strong
Hold on be strong Hold on be strong
I ain't gone never led you wrong
So hold on Be Strong
Cuz I ain't gone never led you wrong
So christen that **** yeah
BLitZeD Feb 2016
Azrael is here, the arcane mage
lions in the cage , eaten up by his flames
engulfed hes enraged, no main on this page
insane on this page, beepers beat on page,
rain, down pour,main stream,whos *****, <=krep=>my dame
sittin here i kept my fame, didnt think you'd catch my name
like a chore i put in work, got paid, dirt my aim
cough that purp, blame it on the body, let the hydro squirt,
oxys let me blurt, red eyes, blunt blowing, yea im burnt
Annunaki reverts,rehearse the rebirth, re-murk a remake, re-treat a new verse
retreat maneuvers, new coffin, new hurse
re-seam the loops and ravage the new nurse
im savage, im dead,..that Lazarus effect
catastrophic decent,
Gotham's  Bad-man so Batman repents
resurrection clouded, joker serious, hells scent
same ship, still sunk,
same trunk, still bump
same pill, ill bump,
same ****, new dump
same brain, no *****,
i dont give not one
no pain, all gain,
no feeling, no shame
my fault , your blame,
old story, new flame
disastrous when i wreck, put on blast for this mess
grieving with the reaper, i got masks for this ****
untill the end
calm seas,
see the Kracken sleeps
robbing goblins,
cant stop um,
**** it drop the bombs,
Vietnam um
watch as the Kracken feeds
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Maksim Nov 2017
Mind blasting with actions
Living up to the name of Maksim
I'll smash it while you crash it
I shiot to the moon while I blast it
Never wasting my time with humans lacking passion who stuck at the first station while I hustle to live in a mansion you chasing while Im embracing the chaos and Stand solid on the soil living royal as the ace with a strong base and never chase because I'm ahead of the race. Smoking purp in the Berk on the curb Staying high as we fly and surf Through the sky with the crown on my head, taking charge and staying ahead so I'll continue tomorrow because it's time for bed
Everybody love everyone
Dignity and forgiveness
No bigotry
And hate afflicted resistance
If the nazis and Christian's
Can drop arms and celebrate
Christmas
I'm pretty sure hate can't exist in
A wish
By your kids that you make
Fair decisions
And give them
A chance to reclaim this planet's
Conditions
No gimmicks I just persist
In adverse conditions
Yet frail like a ribbon
But surgical precision
Like a ****** witness
Trying to work
A purp for conviction
It's the terms I work
My purpose driven
Emergence of a surface for friction
Between the **** of the law
And my blurry admission

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