"sho" poems
Uhh,..Young Ston, What up..
Shoutout to my hustling **** niggas..Shoutout to my hustling gangstas..Uhh, Shoutout to all my hustling ****** ****** Shoutout to all my ****** real ****** aye..
/OFTR, We ****** Hustlers man & , (we handle our business, Yeah*2)..Aye we some ****** real ****** & we (handle our business*4),Our business Yeah..OFTR we ****** Hustlers man , Aye we some real niggas..Stoned young ****** , but we (handle our business4) our business..(Yeah we handle our business2).. Handle (our business*2)..,OFTR, we gangstas..we ****** hustlers man Yeah we stay high all day. ,but (we take care of business, Yeah2)..we take care of business man.. Handle (our business3)..we some ****** real ****** but (we get to business, Yeah*3)..We ****** Hustling young ****** (young real niggas2)..gangsta (thugging..real niggas3)...Yeah,OFTR, We ****** Hustlers,man..(We handle our business..3) (Yeah we handle business3) man...we (handle business,2)..our business (we handle..our business..2)(our business2)..nigga (Yeah we bout our business4)..We some ****** Hustling (Thugging..gangsta niggas3)..OFTR..(Stoned young niggas3),..but we bout our **** Yeah we ****** (Hustling Gangsta young niggas*3),We gangstas nigga..ONLY FOR THE REAL..
Aye Yeah..
(we handle our business4)..handle (our business3)..Aye we some ****** Hustlers man Aye, Yeah (We bout our business2).Yeah we (take care of business2).. We take care of (our business..*2)business..We busy
We bout our business, Yeah we handle business man, We some Thugging ****** we some gangsta ****** & (we stay ****** nigga*2)..Aye, but we all on our **** man, Yeah..We ****** Hustlers ***** Yeah (we handle our business2)..(our business3)..Yeah..Uhh
I wake up in the morning I gotta Thank God, & I gotta get (back to ryhming, back to grinding*2),back to taking care of business..my business nigga,Aye, they say stick to what you do best & stick to what you know man..& stay true to yourself, don't let these devils confuse you & mislead you to the wrong path my *****
Aye, hard work doesn't go unnoticed & that's real talk, this is real game from a younging, don't be scared to learn something from me, don't be a fool man, I know they don't know too much about me, The Young ****** Disciple, but I'm one of the realest rappers that's still alive tho dude, Fo sho,I'm the best rapper in Atlanta OFTR, we our own league dawg..& I'm the commissioner, we will never fall, we stand tall, & We forever gone ball, stay strong, & keep grinding.., Yeah, we take care of business..
Yeah..We bout our business..
/We ****** Hustlers, ****** (young niggas,2) that (handle our business,2..)(our business2)..Yeah we take care (of business3), Yeah/*2
Aye we getting to business..man , I'm making these hoes famous just for one night my nig,I'm macking on these hoes,like the 70s, then I'm (back to business2) man..I handle (my business2),yeah, my ***** I'm too much , too handle, I'm too much to control,Young Ston nigga..(too much*2).. Man
I got the full control of my music..I got the control now Kendrick,..Uhh,I'm proving all of them ***** *** critics so wrong now man..They made a big mistake dobuting on a young ***** a ****** Hustling Thuggin Gangsta,ayo The system created a monster that's about to go off like Godzilla on my city dawg, I'm causing alot of chaos my nigga,no regrets
Fo show dude ..Ohhwoah..Uhh.
Shoutout to my hustling **** niggas..Shoutout to my hustling gangstas..Uhh, Shoutout to all my hustling ****** ****** Shoutout to all my ****** real ****** aye..OFTR
We ****** Hustlers.. ONLY FOR THE REAL
mufucker
Yeah..
Dec 28, 2015
Dec 28, 2015 at 1:46 PM UTC
Busy people…
Oh so busy people….
You step real hard when you walk real fast
With your busy scowls on your busy faces
Making busy wrinkles in your busy forehead
From thinking all those
Wondrous… and
Special…
Busy thoughts…
**** sho too busy to
Make small talk… or
Ask about… or
Even be pleasant to
Us regular people…
Oh so busy…
Would make an old man wait for 6 hours
For the answer to a 5 minute question…
Cuz you busy…
Too busy to even answer the phone
Especially… If you know who’s callin’…
Sho too busy…Way too busy…
To answer
For the likes of me… or even him… cuz
That’s not what you busy people do…
We should all
Just be happy
To have your
Wondrous… and
Special… and
Busy self
To be
Ignored by
But Oh Mr. Busy…
One day…
Mayhap…
You will look up from your busy-ness… and
Find that there are
No more some bodies
To step past real hard… or
To dismiss… as unimportant
With your busy scowl and busy wrinkled forehead
No more callers
To ignore… or un-pleasantries to share
Cuz you, yourself, have gotten
Unpleasantly old
And every body else
Is just too busy…
Mar 26, 2012
Mar 26, 2012 at 7:19 PM UTC
Motherhood oh motherhood....
Why must you be so challengingly....
Motherhood motherhood why must you test the test of time????
Motherhood why must new mom's feel they know it all....
Motherhood you have the most experience why cant you show the sho?? Walk the walk...
Motherhood motherhood why can you know your not always the best..
Motherhood motherhood not everyone is the same...
Apr 29, 2020
Apr 29, 2020 at 2:54 AM UTC
You say you’re a ‘boss’, does that mean that I’m God, next,
Time you mess with me you’ll see I have a God complex,
Whatever, I mean this rap’s getting complex,
My effects, they perplex, my ego’s getting convex,
I could say that I’m strawberries but I’m much more like lime,
Acrid, like acid, I rhyme, I’ll keep my clothes on that’s fine,
Your sexisms pasts it’s prime, Gatsby’s acts aren’t fine,
Calling me out is a crime since you’re completely irrelevant,
The orders are mine, YOU strip but you best make it elegant,
I can take off my clothes for fun and still be ******* intelligent,
Dodging your blows, fo’ sho, street talk but still make it eloquent,
I might be teeth, **** toes but lets make one thing clear,
The only head you’ll be getting is off the top of your beer.
Aug 12, 2015
Aug 12, 2015 at 11:45 AM UTC
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Ho w
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I'm not being ob
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on't we use some
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on our relation
ship and reduce
to a series of Sim
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Fun ctions. I wish i was
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I'd be hard and you 'd be doing me on yo
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Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 11:04 AM UTC
***** ****** with gold triggers
Gold chains and no figures
Broke as a joke what the hell am I gone do with ya ?
Idk. These new ******
Not black people them ew ******
Have priorities so messed up they put rent behind new shoes *****
Ch ch boom, that mac go
Bodies on the floor getting stacked tho
Rappers getting snacked on
Came in the game through the back door
But now I'm at the gate guarding it
Y'all really just here to be gardening
I'll finish it cuz I started it
I'm new but I'm a huge part in this
So pardon the interruption like ESPN on late nights
I used to travel on ground but now all I do is make flights
And please don't get me wrong cuz I swear that I lived a good life
Real good right ?
Then how I get so violent like its hood life ?
I'll never know I'll never know
Them big parties I gotta go
Yo girl ******* they gotta show
Yo girl with me she gotta blow
Don't pass the blunt cuz I never smoke
Just pass the bottle I'll drain it slow
You make it rain, I make it snow
Wait no I don't
Cuz my cash flow
Is for me myself and I and I just had to talk with me see
Cuz myself kinda crazy like the lohans' father's seeds be
So me be running up to I like the letter after g be
Cuz Me see the evil man that myself will be in three weeks
But plant a bomb and blow myself up like my career by the month of June
You swear you on my level, I'm singing you using auto tune
I snapped up on this rap, is there anything else I need to do
This is open vent 6 and I promise you that I'm still not through
I know I'm bouta ball like I'm kobe, d wade, or uncle drew
It's me, it's drake, it's Kendrick, all these rappers but really who are you ?
I know I'll be the best just give me time and some orange juice
And swear to you I'll be the first trillionaire to hit the booth
I'm super cool I'm laid back
I never leave where I was raised at
That 414 that mil town
The best city never made whack
This open vent is through with
That new kid with the swag with em
What the hell is they gone do with em
He changing music a new system
His stupid bars and imagination
He's rapping hard, no hesitation
Next vent I'll sing amazing
Then see how much I'm really making
Cuz right I don't know
But on the real I gotta go
Next vent'll go down for sho
So stay tuned for the next show
Nov 12, 2013
Nov 12, 2013 at 8:44 PM UTC
/Uhh, Lil Mama.. (Stop playing around wit Dat2)/2
Lil mama stop playing around wit Dat pussy,..girl(give it to me2) girl..just give it..(to me2)..Yeah you got a man, but he won't **** you like I will, Noo, he can't treat you like I can,yo, Yeah, so stop playing around Lil Mama,..(stop playing wit that pussy3).., Aye, Lil Mama stop playing around with (that pussy3)..
/Uhh, stop playing wit that ***** stop playing around wit Dat pussy,..(stop playing wit Dat3)..pussy/2..
Uhh, Yeah you gotta man, but he won't fuck you..like I will,..Uhh
Yeah you gotta man, but he can't **** you (like I can2).. Aye,..Uhh,..he don't treat you right so Babygirl why you with his lame ass..(girl,..let me get that pussy,Yeah3), Aye, Yeah you gotta man,..forget his *** leave him at the curb like garbage.., he won't treat you like I can, Noo he won't **** you like I will, (Noo, he can't..2)..beat it up like me..(Noo, he can't..2)..like I can baby
Uhh,..so (stop playing wit that pussy*3)...(give it to me, *3)..to me..Aye
/(stop playing wit that pussy3)..lil mama/2
Girl let me have it, Yeah
Baby let me get it
Yeah you gotta man, but he can't **** you (like I can2).. Aye,..Uhh,..he don't treat you right so Babygirl why you with his lame ass..(girl,..let me get that pussy,Yeah3), Aye, Yeah you gotta man,..forget his *** leave him at the curb like garbage.., he won't treat you like I can, Noo he won't **** you like I will, (Noo, he can't..2)..beat it up like me..(Noo, he can't..2)..but I can baby
Uhh, Lil mama stop being so depressed, stop being so sad, why you so mad, you wouldn't be like that if your chilling wit me..real shit,for real baby, Yeah,..you need to stop..(stop playing wit that pussy2)..(let me kiss it2)..,Yeah , Baby you can lay across my chest, while I smoke on a doobie, Shawty you don't even gotta inhale it, second hand smoke yeah, Shawty, let me enter in ya..Yeah
Uhh,..just being around me is an natural high baby,..(I'm not gone play around*2)..wit yo feelings, Imma play wit that ***** Babygirl, let me play wit (Dat pussy2)..ain't no fussing daily, wit me, Noo baby, we just making love (all day2) (so2)..(stop playing wit that pussy2)..give it to me..,(stop playing wit dat pussy*3)..give it up baby,to me..stop playing around baby,..
Imma (beat it up2) like eggs in the morning, Imma (eat it up,2).. like a cookie,Shawty you don't gotta have a nasty attitude all the time, **** stop playing wit that pussy,stop holding back from me, I just wanna make you smile, Uhh, I wanna make you moan baby, so stop messing around, come on baby, what's wrong (baby*2)..it's that **** ***** you be wit, you act like you love him, but you don't need him, you need (a real g*3)..a ***** like me2)..for real baby,..So (why you playing2)..(stop ******* around now baby*2)..girl, stop ******* around wit me..Ohh, ahh, Ohhwoah..Uhh..
Imma give you my all Fo sho, we gone ball Babygirl, Imma give you everything that you want & that you need, for real..(baybe*2)..what yo heart truly desires is a real ***** like Young Ston, baby, (come on*2)..bring that ***** to my home..Ohh, ahh, Ohhwoah..Uhh..
Babygirl, (stop playing wit Dat pussy3)..Uhh,..you need to (stop it2)..stop playing, wit Dat ***** come on & (give it too a real g*2)..Uhh..
/(stop playing2)..wit that pussy/2
Ohhwoah, BabyGirl.. (Give it to me*3)..forget that ***** you been wit, **** him,, leave his ass..(give it too me*2)..to me
OFTR ENT
Dec 28, 2015
Dec 28, 2015 at 1:52 PM UTC
The Ravens
On a rainy night so boring
I heard Munin soundly snoring,
I grew tired of my poring
Perched above Valhalla’s door.
“Munin!”, screeched I to the ceiling,
Sending the poor fellow reeling,
“Let’s deal out a joke to Odin,
One that he’ll be falling for -
Just one joke, and nothing more.”
After barrow ghosts-invoking
Odin entered, wet and soaking,
And I started with my croaking
From the dark above the door:
“I’m the first and oldest Volva!
All my secrets I could tell ya,
For the right price I might sell, yeah”,
And I cawed, “Would you know more?”
(He is crazy about lore.)
“What!”, cried Odin, “Quick, be talking!
At the price I won’t be balking.
Searching wisdom, I’ve been walking
Wandering from door to door.
Let my need for knowledge reach you,
All my own skills I would teach you;
Tell me all now, I beseech you!”
Quoth I grinning, “Nevermore!”
(Just a jest, and nothing more.)
Odin with frustration sputtering,
Munin laughing, wildly fluttering,
I was dead-pan and kept uttering
Nonsense about hidden lore.
For his need he found no quelling,
All Valhall woke from his yelling –
Oh, the fun to keep on telling
Him that one word, “Nevermore!”
(We thought it was a joke, no more.)
In the morning ceased his raving,
But that did not end his craving,
And we saw our master waving
To our roost above the door.
“Friends”, he said, “Now I will ride out;
Over Midgard you shall glide out:
Seek the Volva in her hideout!”
- Then it felt a joke no more.
(And Munin, to this day, is sore.)
Every day we must keep flying,
Always for that “Volva” spying,
Acting as though we were trying;
Well, the joke’s on us, for sho…
To escape a rightful chiding,
To this day the truth we’re hiding;
By this tale we are abiding,
And we’ll tell you nothing more!
Apr 7, 2014
Apr 7, 2014 at 3:22 PM UTC
<First line in hook all sections sung by three people in unison>*
Hook
It doesn't matter what you ar-r-re,
or what you do...
or what you're eating.
It only matters what you sa-a-ay,
how you treat others...
are you com-peting?
<First line in lyric sections sung by three people in unison>
Lyrical body
Walk out your do-or,
walk down, your drive-way
Down the street and...
...see what's happening.
Thousands of people every-where,
but no one's talking
no one see's them!
Step back from the stre-e-et
hear what I say, imagine, imagine...
...do you believe me?
Hook
It doesn't matter what you ar-r-re,
or what you do...
or what you're eating.
It only matters what you sa-a-ay,
how you treat others...
...do they see it?
Do you feel com-pleted?
Lyrical body
Sho-ow-me-something, ever-lasting,
better even...
...than your m-i-i-nd.
Imagination is the power,
nothing you hold makes you a king.
What is -the-e- future?
How, do-you-see-it?
Is no one talking?
Do you believe me?
Tell us your-or future,
can you see it?
Do you feel it?
Come on believe me.
Hook
It doesn't matter what you ar-r-re,
or what you do...
or what you're eating.
It only matters what you sa-a-ay,
how you treat others...
are you com-peting?
Lyrical body
Sho-ow-me-something, ever-lasting,
better even...
...than your m-i-i-nd.
Imagination is the power.
Nothing-your-holding,
makes you a king...
...gives you glory...
...marks The Hour!
Hook
It doesn't matter what you ar-r-re,
or what you do...
or what you're eating.
Hook
It doesn't matter what you ar-r-re,
or what you do...
or what you're eating.
Fade Out Hook
It doesn't matter what you ar-r-re,
or what you do...
or what you're eating.
Oct 5, 2017
Oct 5, 2017 at 8:18 AM UTC
She feeds those chickens everyday
And the rooster struts and crows
As the steam rolls from the ***
Plucking feathers for dinner she knows
Your wife sho taste good to me
Mister rooster chest puffs up
Sitting at the dinner table smiling
She fills up her drinking cup
Yall chillen leave those chicks lone
They might think their meal is a little pet
She keeps them away from the chickens
She is planning on wringing their neck
Bow yo head and thank the Laud
For this here chicken wez bout to eat
The children all obey their mother
To them the chicken is a real treat
Sitting at the dinner table
Smiles would shine from within
Now the children tell all their children
How everyday Granny fed them
Feb 14, 2014
Feb 14, 2014 at 3:13 AM UTC
Uhh, from the top, Yeah we high, you already know what I been up to if you been ******* wit the movement, just smoking **** & spitting facts..(like always*2).., Yeah mane, always, **** Im either solo dolo or wit the family ***** thats gang..(gang*2)..Ho,Uhh..
**** the fake **** **** all of them fake ***** ****** forget all of the **** **** my ***** for real man..OFTR..Uhh
(All that fake **** ain't gonna last nigga3)..(OFTR is here to stay forever3).., real talk man OFTR ***** we came all the way from last now we in first place..aye*2)..
(OFTR is here to stay forever*3)..Cuhz,
(All that fake **** ain't gonna last nigga*3)
OFTR we came all the way from last place,now we all in (first place*6)..Yeah
All that kissing *** **** ain't gone last *****
Aye..
All that fake **** ain't gone last *****
(All that fake **** ain't gone last nigga*3)..Uhh, (all that fake **** ain't gonna last nigga*3).., but OFTR, man we gonna be doing whatever we want mane, the industry can't hold us back nigga..we gonna be doing whatever we want mane, forever Yeah..forever..Aye, Cuhz..
All that fake **** ain't gone last nigga*3
..Aye,..This is For The Real, Only For The Real..
(Yeah that's it*2)
Uhh, Imma Soulja, a OFTR Soulja Fo sho bru, I'm going to war against America..I'm going to war against all of these fakes too ***** Imma make em all burn with Satan,.. Aye man, all that fake **** ain't gonna last ***** no it ain't gonna last my ***** get ready because OFTR (we coming for that *** nigga,Yeah*2)..taken face *** nigga,..Aye man..
(All that fake **** ain't gone last nigga, All that fake **** ain't gonna last*3)..Uhh,
all that fake **** ain't gone last ***** all that fake **** ain't gonna last,..(it ain't gonna last Naw*4)..
Because OFTR, we stopping all of that fucc **** right now, Cuhz Yeah we coming, all of my real ****** we rising, if your being fake my ***** that **** bout to stop now, for real dawg yall ***** *** rappers just need to stop it,just quit while y'all ahead...because all that fake **** ain't gonna last..
(no it won't last*2)..while I'm still breathing, Imma put that fake **** to the past ***** Aye all of you buster sucker fuccers besta not come around me, or there will be alot of problems for you, real talk mane..I'm bout what I'm rapping about in every song that I have written, its not for Mr.Nasty Time , its time for vengeance no Batman **** I'm strapped up, like the Black Panthers,..
I'm fighting back with artillery, Imma getbmy peace, Cuhz..thats all i want mane..my ***** America still treating us like we slaves still, but its about to stop today..Emancipation,Aye..
(All that fake **** ain't gone last2)..,no it won't man..OFTR, (we coming for that ass,Yeah2)
No **** Aye (all that fake **** ain't gone last, all that fake **** ain't gonna last2)..no man, Aye..(OFTR coming for that ass4)..
All that **** **** won't last..
No it won't mane..
Dec 28, 2015
Dec 28, 2015 at 1:34 PM UTC
NI SAHII
Nimekuwa silent for a while waka-confuse kuhang boots na a short break,huwezi nipata bar no wonder bars zangu ziko so-bar,black supremacy... Niko na connection na maraga ndio maana akanipea hii ko-r-ti,ni poet petty siku hizi na-weigh content si value ya suti,apart from kutema visiriaz,nacheza guitar na at times isukutti,kaa ni kisima,si unajua obvious hii_ sii_kuti,
Daily na hood niite mya-hoodie,ni due to public demand so sikuwa na budi,nilipretend kunguru ndio nipate hizo white collar jobs,na nikasema sitadiss king rabbit ndio unispot kaka,aty petty ameomoka?,si aitane basi sherehe ya kukata na shoka,kaa ni breko naamkia konyangi,na hii dry spell uko sure hunyongangi?.
Hii class kila mtu huchoma tuko high class,heri uko mnakula vako,huku kumekauka kuliko kichwa ya babu owino,dawa ya wivu nakuandikia eno,situmii smartphone natumia phone smart,only call sina time ya kuchat,ambia smart joker jokes zake huwa joked smart,
Walisema sikio la kufa halisikii dawa,acha nijaribu tena MARA MOJA, thanks to corona for the first time mluhya anaoga mkono na si ugali anakula,na petty unatema hata mtu haezi sema,ni venye alikuwa na vinyasa mbili so nikamwomba sho-r-t_moja,na petty pieces zako huniacha in pieces,hizo ndio comments nareply,juz for teases,
Na kama corona shida zangu huwezi zicough out kwa public,natumia mouth piece ya scimo na Leo hatubongi za mitaro na toothpicks,na kuna chizi flani ananukia colon na hii corona huwezi sema kwa mama mboga iko loan,na kama ni lyrics nauza hii itabidi umechomoa mita,na before niachilie mic,kumbuka sonko alisema social distance ni ya one metre,sihang suspenders kwa shoulders, nikiwa hustle nahang guitar,hio time short nimespend apa nilikuwa na blessings za mama no wonder sijastammer,kama nimekubamba scratch kwa tenje uniseti stage ndio home na sijaplan...kuhama.
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©️2020.
Sep 10, 2020
Sep 10, 2020 at 5:29 PM UTC
Christ Rules Everything Around Me
C.R.E.A.M
Keep the Faith
Grace upon Grace falls
Let them fuccbois come
Ahem,
We call'em chicken where I'm from
Home of tha guerrillas because they the reallus
Goin harda than the Cannibal Holocaust thrilla
I'm a Jigga from the Van Isle Villa
Of Nanaimo, I give props to Hova, tho
When I say Jigga I mean a Jewish *****
Though you may say I'm whack
Because my skin ain't black
I ain't racist when His love be my basis
Life's quaint outside of time, hyperboelic stasis
See this wordplay is my forté go figure
These Psychedelic flows are my signature
I am Holy at One with the Inner Nature
Skin young drapping over a soul more mature
I hope that you're taping
This flow so yo' can be sho'
Of the Good Lo' Jesus' divinity
Drink of His waters and He might make a saint of thee
Gettin drunk off His waters and you might just see three of me
You know I pray to the Father you don't greet me as deity G
Do not mistake what you see as me for purity
Only the Christ is sinless amen that is my only surety
Lord forgive any vanity
Christ Rules Everything Around Me
C.R.E.A.M
Keep the Faith
Grace upon Grace falls
Nov 8, 2015
Nov 8, 2015 at 6:47 PM UTC
ah hear da dog a snorin and da heavy breathin a da wolf
ah feel da wind a blowin and da chill dats brought in with it
ah see da tings dey creepin to da shadows where dey creach
ah hear da turtle skootin to da den for shelta from da storm
ah feel a mighty shakin comin out chru da broken ground
ah see a terrible storm a brewin in da distance waitin out its time
ah watch as tings dey change an no always for da best
ah see da way dey act when dey done know dey bein watched
ah know da tings dey be doin now dey tink meh watchin
ah see dey know, dey change dey tings dey do
ah feal da change she comin and comin for ya know dey change
ah can na keep a runnin away des tings ah went an run to far
meh guess is da was da right ting ta do
meh goin no betray da love dey sho meh
meh tinks ah done right by him ah wont betray
ah can feel dah silance an da tension in da air
ah know da time she comin for meh but ah hope she no to soon
ah see whas goin on an fallin down around meh
ah no goin to pretend no more, des tings bother meh so much
ah no goin to hold my tongue when ah've been offend'd
ah no goin ta take tings da wrong way any more too much time be wasted
ah got ta find where ah can stole away from da waves of questions raised
ah feel des tings but can na change dem no more than change shes wanted
ah hear da dog a snorin gettin after chasen tails
ah hear da turtle skootin to da den for winter warmth
ah know how what wrong ah've done has come back round
ah can see she been cryin she wares it on her sleeve
ah can see u no more smilin tryin headed for da bed
ah know da whistle ah hear come runnin o da trouble, ah stay out
Oct 28, 2010
Oct 28, 2010 at 4:59 AM UTC
Midwestern girl
with the slow slang
come a little closer
watch her do thangs
she'll usually have
two first names
fried chicken is probably her favorite;
that child loves a ****
don't forget a big old l o o o o n g danga lang
**** those country girls sho' a make ya head swang!!
Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 5:24 PM UTC
the way you look at me, the way you make me smile
the way you move, the way you style
i move mountains for you, a thousand miles
wit' you, i'm never doubtin', worship the fountain
the club is open, you can feel the vibe
lights on the dancefloor, lights on the dancefloor
baby, you so handsome, you are the ransom
love you in the air, we got a certain flair
floating over oceans, frozen magic moments
as i hold you tight, so precious, precious
jackpot, jackpot, i will make your back hot
meet you at the hotspot, within the night clouds
put dem lights out, i'm newsy, right to it
let's do it, you moan like "i knew it"
crystals in the water, you stop to breathe
and now be good baby, don't leave the hood baby
sad dancers, what are the chances?
do you have anything to live for?
what are the chances, sad dancers?
what do you live for? you know the answer?
what do i live for? i don't know, fo' sho'
do i have a motto? i don't, i be blotto
operation foxtrot, observate the top, top
dealing in souls, workin' deep holes
sadness is flowin' through me, like yumy
i'm feelin' toony, like betty boo blew me
in times of appetite, you meet the true me
in terms of copyright, you meet the true you
i'm at the building site, lightin' the dynamite
everybody hype hype, don't mind the twilight
girl in the moonlight, down in the snownite
the flakes are blowing, and you are snowwhite
a glow is in your smile, and your eyes are twinkling
i will buy you an island, ice bags and diamonds
all dem words, all dem worlds are shinin'
all you need is me, you just want a lion
sad dancers, what are the chances?
do you have anything to live for?
what are the chances, sad dancers?
what do you live for? you know the answer?
Sep 15, 2020
Sep 15, 2020 at 10:35 PM UTC
to buy a book at half-ten with
no time wasting. go back, await
instructions ‘cause ****** will
have their trinkets, with novelty
of accented voice. and i once
would talk often of a love – let’s
separate that word from *****
often of a love, but am rare to
fall to elaboration. and through
contemplation the soul may
ascend to knowledge of the
Form of the Good, penultimate
object of Knowledge but not
Knowledge. and often writ of
this love, writ of what was to be
then and never now. never to find
affirmation in fleeting memory.
oxymoronic oblate of the mind
– this soul. attempting for attainment
of Kenosis. shambling i wandered,
rambling i wandered, and humbly
wandering on to pluck till times
and times are done. and
the dogs of this life have re-
moved dearest effects. in turn, sho-
wing the vanity in materialism.
end turn, showing futility in ret-
ention and the sun's continuous gro-
wth forcing abatement of winters’
vespers. cradling a gourd filled with
oil from the skin of ages, to reflect
micorocosms of preceived death.
those silver apples of the moon. and
when vespers return in color, when
the ground aches tensing muscles.
this love, if only the conjunctions
had been denied. perhaps by abor-
tion of if, then could have been a
block for now. these times found
oblate of memory by zealous self-
truth of the wronged past, and
humbled by skewed memory of
the hermit on unseen path for
Kenosis. unseen growth of
those golden apples of the sun.
May 15, 2013
May 15, 2013 at 10:05 PM UTC
Man i miss my bro.... I remeber wen we was kids and all the crazy **** did. we kept secrets from momma ..kept each other from gettn whoopns and much more drama. and nw u in jail and i know i sho miss u like hell..man i miss ur crazy sayns like (dis shxt is a terrible discrimination). bt hey u give me the motovation to stay here wit momma and nt make so much truma. and to go to school so i can get my diploma.. man bro i need u out here.. life is crazy and im holdn bac my tears.. tryn to stay strong and keep myself from doin wrong.. even doe i feel im alone in this piece.. momma might have cancer and i know my heart is decease. my eyes burn everyday so i try to turn to God and pray.. i feel like he nt hearn me becz stuff is nt cumn to me so easily... i mean i dnt thnk life jus *** so brezzy bt its like things nt gettn bettr bt turn for the worst.. wen i think of strong people u *** up first.. i miss u bro and love u.. and momma the only one who stepps above u.. u nt far behind. u r really next on my heart line. i wish i can show u that me and momma nt blind and we knw u care and love for us to... its a little hard to show it from you.. ha u know dats true.. :) lil Sis
Mar 24, 2013
Mar 24, 2013 at 2:26 PM UTC
A fire fly in the sky what happens when you takes its wings away?
Well it can't fly its stale and stagnant. to stay on the ground their wing won't grow back; The Fire fly gets weak, its strength fades away.
An Angel in the sky falls to the ground, would you help him stand, get his strength back, or would you Rip his wings off and Rip his heart out? Be a Demon and Stomp on his reason, his familiar source of power and security A.K.A his soul!
A heart beat triples when your around, I go to heaven when you Love me, Support me, Hug me, Kiss me, Confess you undying Love to me. I'm in hell when your selfish wanting only what you can get for you no matter how much you ****** others hearts, souls, Killing them beyond Recovery A Dark Blackened Cover stone his heart, his soul, his blood boils for revenge but his heart says be mindful and never loose "FAITH" in yourself and to "become the MASTER of your abilities" to soar once again or will truth in Love pass me by as I loose myself to this world of being money hungry, tpo world for self and noone to share with. My soul dies on this earth of selfish, negative Resolve to hear, to see, to feel wrongful thoughts, Hurtful cause, hurtful wounds that noone but self shall give into negative thoughts and Depression have to live for self first (true),
but what good is riches, what good are they without your rib to share these riches with!
My hearts in my throat, My souls depleted, My mind is racing with hope, still as I look in your eyes I see you afraid of accepting true happiness but even as that False Evidence Appearing Real comes to you I will continue to show you what real love is. No regrets as my soul rises like a Phoenix from the ashes I Recover my soul and build it up once again and my heart shall be healed with my dreams done right, with strength revealed. Will you see me as I truly am or will you try to Bounce me back to the beginning again?
What will it be?
I RISE...
will you rise with me?
I wanna know fo sho.
Jul 6, 2010
Jul 6, 2010 at 12:43 AM UTC
I wrote a beautiful poem today,
and then I frowned when I saw it again.
Someone had stopped by in the comments to say
their own sonnet; they put their own poetry in my margins.
I'll be brief, and I'll be nice, and I'll attempt patience at least.
Clear and concise: I want your poetry, but not on my lawn.
I don't want it in graffiti in the margins of my piece.
Leave your words in your "New Poem" section where they belong.
I promise I'll look at them if you ask, and if I have the time.
If you want to reach more people, don't use me as a conduit.
I realize I said I'd try to be nice, but it would be a crime
if I didn't put it as blunt as possible, and honestly?
If you need to plug your work that badly,
it's probably sh*t.
If I inspire you with my words, then respect that inspiration;
Please cease. Hawking your wares on my turf reeks of desperation.
Nov 4, 2014
Nov 4, 2014 at 10:57 PM UTC
Some times I pray for the Lord to take me away
From the pain that stays and friends went astray
Once I hit the bottom of the crab barrel
I a ghostly Pharoah living life on death row
My soul inside of a atom'd shell well
Ain't nothing but hell can't even bail
Only if my life got tooken or naturally Rosen
From a unwakened sleep my conscious speaks
Tryna break free but I gotta lotta work clearly
I know they fear me cuz knowledge
Is dangerous G see how many form up as enemies
After ya royalties ain't no more loyalty
Once they see the building of a dynasty
I resurrected as a king corruption born into a ring
Of a fire I'm king Tut risen from the grave givin'
Nothing but revisited pain that stains
Ya master plan I got a powerful clan
Who all pack at least fifty grand packing the stans
And turn haters into fans without even being mainstream man
Restrictions of land plot riots got brought
Unto the community guns and drugs separate unity
They disputing me cuz I speak truthfully
Most fools be spitting for mass publicity
But I gives a **** about the industry
It ain't what it used to be so many phonies
Acting like they ya homies when they holding pistols
Behind ya back my minds spins black
Back to the days of where realness sits at
That's a preposition **** the intermission
I know the rap game is about the commission
Since hataz sho they neck they bound for lynching
No disrespect to the deads souls that dialed connect
Down the gun line all I need is one line
Like to Nas gun line broke the laws that define
Me as a ***** I stay holding my trigger
I try to spread love but most miss the picture
A photograph of his last laugh before ye see the blood bath
Dec 23, 2018
Dec 23, 2018 at 8:59 AM UTC
Late last night i bit a bad boy,
showed him who is boss.
The shock on his face filled me with joy,
For the world, it was just on meaningless loss.
Now he lays asleep along the creek side,
Might have even fallen in and drifted down stream.
If he cared he probably would have tried,
He didn't even flinch or scream.
Sep 1, 2010
Sep 1, 2010 at 9:08 AM UTC
Cardinal Number… The product of ten and five... or
Degrees of temperature… or half’a century … or the amount of feet
I be screamin for folks to
Back up and give me
labor pains… and mental strain… Losses… Gains… and I’m still sane and baby
I’ve paid my dues… yes sir I’ve paid some dues… and at times…
Paid a coupla other folks dues too… rememberin
stretchin the hell out some red beans & rice…
candle lit camp outs in the livin room… laughin our way through unpaid bills… rememberin
hiding behind bushes… jumping from tree to tree… so they think they’re
trick or treatin by themselves… thinkin
Can you say “TEENAGER”… I sho can… both bein one… and raisin some…
shootin from the hip tryin ta figure it all out…
Young folks askin you the meanin of life… and YOU don’t even know yet what it’s all about...
Gettin mad when HER teacher gave YOUR science project a C… cuz you know YOU do A work...
Sittin off by yourself as he walks across the stage… cuz this moment is to be savored...
Learnin the difference between ALONE and LONELY…
Learnin that **** is not something you take off or put on… ****** **** just is…
Learnin to work with what you got...
Learnin that nobody can MAKE you happy… you got to find that for yourself...
Learnin to see the Big Picture and pick out whats important… cuz
It’s tough to get to Fifty…
That’s why a lotta folks don’t make it….
All the moments… good and bad…
break ups…
break downs…
and breakthroughs...
It’s Fifty…
And by Fifty
We’ve all paid our dues…
Yes, Fifty
You've paid your dues… and if you're lucky… and livin right…
Paid a coupla other folks dues too
May 2, 2013
May 2, 2013 at 12:57 PM UTC
It's our time to
shine
to sho what we've
got
And we've got
plenty
to show!
We aren't all
naïve
crippled by our
immaturity
cast aside for
ignorance!
We are the
few
with enough
potential
to do something
great
with our short
lives!
Give us your
guidance
For we need it now
most
in our time of
helplessness!
Share your
wealth
to empower us
all!
Feb 6, 2010
Feb 6, 2010 at 7:32 PM UTC