"skillz" poems
Yo I got skillz by the millions
With tons of ammunition
Who fuckin' with the commission my mission
Is to control the rap game blow fish tactics
From ******* who **** quick my **** stick
Slick leave em with one eye patch cookin' up another batch
Can ya catch
The madness of real ***** with multiple figures money surpassin' the aurora
Hardcorer grim explorer non could ignore tha
Deadly pedigrees sheddin so beautifully
Im feelin' like Mango Slade cuts through like a blade
Lyrics colder than the words from Chuckie
Coastin' spells I do it well it ain't hard to tell
While ya souls fail another body destined to hell
It's Yosef ninth gate chillin' over ya crates
Like a demon intervention got ya nerves
Penchin' and itchin' soon to be twitchin' and inchin'
My every move I'm takin' ove the earthly ground
Bow down what's that it's the Southside
Breakin' em down so ya bound to drown
My armed men stack men from the guns
That back bend to the roads ya
End
No longer boys to men to deaths I comprehend
Takin' on deadly sins seven to chose from
I'm makin' chaos from USA to the New Jerusalem
And who's dumb? Enough to **** with me
While I'm on my Crazy *** leavin' ya stunned
And outdunned and who can
Come?
Against my magnificence layin' hellish scents
In the forms of an emodiment
Who could stop it
Since adversaries are culprit let the snakes
Shake and take away these painful memories
Yeah I'm dreadin' ya head missin' the feds
*** I got more bread than Pillsbury dough
So quick with the skills and I
Know
Suckas don't wanna go toe to
Toe
**** mics worse than Exodus who can plex with us
The coldest strong as a swingin' boulders
Knockin' ya head off ya shoulders I thought I told ya
Southside stay running with hidden
Soldiers
Nov 4, 2018
Nov 4, 2018 at 7:00 AM UTC
I'm tired.
I don't sleep anymore.
I live a real bad dream.
Leave the light on when you close the door.
If I close my eyes
I might miss out on what I really need
and that's the opportunity
to really
succeed.
My girl is on me
wants me secretly to give up my dreams
My kids look up to me
and expect all of these great things.
Tell me why I do it?
Cause I got skillz,
or am I being foolish
thinking that my thoughts can make mills?
I see the world changing.
I don't wanna be left behind.
So I don't sleep
even when I do
finally close my eyes.
Call it what you want
Insomnia
sleep deprived...
but if I get the rest I need
my employers
will pass me by.
So I gotta stay up.
To stay ahead of the pain.
The moment I close my eyes
I'll get a tech
and foul out the game.
Stay tuned for the next verse.
It'll be uplifting.
It wasn't all that bad.
I'll show you.
I need no sympathy!
Feb 26, 2012
Feb 26, 2012 at 11:46 AM UTC
POETRY COLAB WITH
SKILLED POET & JAY POETRY
"UNBREAKABLE"
(SKILLZ) :
HONESTLY, I'M NOT USED 2
SITTING & WAITING
BY THE PHONE ,
IT'S 3 O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING
& BABY I'M JUST NOT
USED 2 BEING ALONE .
(JAY POETRY) :
LATE NIGHTS ON THE JOB
MAKE MY HEART SOB
& THIS CLOCK SEEMS 2 STOP
WHEN I THINK OF YOU
BEAUTY IS UR PRESENCE
U MUST BE SENT FROM HEAVEN
BUT IT'S HELL SPENDING
TIME AWAY FROM U .
(SKILLZ) :
SO WE WON'T ,COME CLOSER
RESIST ME ...DON'T
I'D NEVER REFUSE UR TOUCH,
UR SCENT IS CAPTIVATING
BABY I'VE TRIED 2 QUIT
THIS HABIT BUT
I NEED U SO MUCH .
(JAY POETRY) :
HOW I WISH U WOULDN'T
MISS ME SO MUCH
HOW I CRAVE UR SCENT
UR TOUCH
2 FEEL UR BREATH
ON MY NECK
UR HEAD ON MY CHEST
BUT THIS 10 TO 6
WEIGHS ME DOWN ,
NO WAY 2 JUST WORK AROUND
THIS JOB
BABY MY CAREER IS YOU ....
(SKILLZ) :
& 4 U I'M THAT FOOL
I LIVE 4 UR SMILE ,
& I WAS HOPING SOMEDAY
U MIGHT JUST ALLOW ME
2 KEEP U
IF ONLY 4 A LITTLE WHILE .
(JAY POETRY) :
HOPE HOW I HOPE 2 KEEP
THIS FEELING & 2 KEEP UR LOVE
KEEP SEEING UR FACE
IN THIS PLACE THAT HAS
NO MEANING 2 ME WITHOUT U
I PROMISE 2 STAY
DEVOTED 2 U
IF ONLY U MAKE IT
THRU THE NIGHT I'M PRAYING
4 MORNING....
(SKILLZ) :
I WILL MAKE IT
THRU THE NIGHT
UR HEART IS MY STRENGTH
WITH UR LOVE
I'M NEVER WEAK ,
I'M LISTENING BABY
2 EVERY WORD
EVERY WORD U SPEAK ...
(JAY POETRY) :
I'M LISTENING 4 UR HEARTBEAT
LOOKING INTO UR EYES
FEELING UR BODY MOVE
AS U DREAM UP A NEW LIFE
A LIFE WITH NO BILLS
NO HEADACHES
CLEAN SLATE ,
(SKILLZ) :
I UNDERSTAND MY LOVE
CUZ AT THIS POINT
WE HAVE BECOME ONE,
UR FACE IS ALL I SEE
BRING FORTH MORNING SUN .
I AM WITH U 2 DAY BABY
I AM WITH U 2 MORROW,
NO DRAMA
NO TEARS
NO DISAPPOINTMENTS
NO SORROW !
(I PROMISE )
WRITTEN BY :
SKILLED POET & JAY POETRY
Jul 3, 2013
Jul 3, 2013 at 2:02 AM UTC
I like milk in my tea
And condoms on my *****
I'm pretty good at Sudoku
And at laying there while you pound me.
I have a lot of traits.
I guess patience is the most surprising.
You know it's only because it's you
But I'm completely okay with that.
I'll be anything you want me to be
Because you do the same for me.
May 19, 2010
May 19, 2010 at 8:10 PM UTC
I think
When he leaves
My self-care will make me un.stoppable.
I think
When he leaves
I will fill my OWN needs.
I am here for me.
I think
When he leaves
I don’t want to hear anymore
Bike
Lingo
For a while.
I don’t want to hear
Every
Detail
Of montreal
Of literally anything anyone says /ever/
Compared to ~new orleans~
To
‘One of [his] friends’
Who has the sweetest gig
Life
Hobby.
I think when he leaves
I will still love him
The way I love beautiful people
Even if his ignorance..
Immaturity?
Self-interest?
Makes his language
Attitude
Reactions
T o x i c to me.
I put so much
Into my contentedness
With life
My life
And i need to be recognized for these efforts
I need to be SEEN
To be HEARD
To be respected for the depth of my being and not my #skillz on a skateboard
Or my patience for bike #factz and stories.
******* respect me with tenderness or I am
Out
The
Door
No matter how perfect I thought you were.
Jul 11, 2018
Jul 11, 2018 at 12:47 PM UTC
edgy
semi-hostile;
opinionated *******
with mad skillz
and
no remorse –
I use the hate
the anger
find myself
satiated
by social unrest
and cultural rage…
a bully,
on a pulpit –
I have no consideration
for the feelings
of those scorned
skin thickens only after reddening
evolution and growth
rarely come pain free –
So many tears
flow freely down ***** streets
void of children’s laughter,
or simple sounds of midday traffic…
I sit on the corner
enjoying the un-comfortability
of a nation locked
in systematic racial injustice
and unease over whose **** goes were –
My **** roosts in a shabbily build coop
looking over a brood
producing eggs
that I will soon abort
and create a lovely omelet –
Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 11:06 AM UTC
Stepping to the beat, without my feet, so sweet, but deadly unique,
Freak a chick, who dont speak, english dutch to spanish,
See my third leg vanish, outlandish, skillz I didnt plant it,
But I'm a captain, watch me land it, no airplane, puff jane,
It's insane, off the grain, season yokes, for the snowy cane,
Picked the range, over the lexus, haters, welcome to texas,
Plex against us, watch the heat bust, over 300 Celsius, trust,
The feelings I push, watch ambush, chaos, in the land of Kush,
Crush dramas, meaner than a, aggravated llama, calm ya,
Every ya verbs, meditate the herbs, knocking out all pervs,
Suckas get served, cant shake the bell curves, see the nerves,
Of steel grow, from those standing, as a distance so, the more,
The pain, the looser the gain, struggling for domains,
It's a like a police refrain, looking for soaked, up drug drains,
Rhyme stitches increases, this for my nephews and nieces,
Check the thesis, top rap digging in ya, telekenisis, pieces,
Of my poetry, left ya in feces, cant stop the rap carniches,
Glitches, pitched nothing but riches, flawless no shining this,
Ludacris, number spot got ya spot blotched, who could knock,
Take my top spot, we got it locked, like the Lox, hold glocks,
With more heat, to beats, then streets, than flings of rock,
Cant block, the hustle out muscle, any thin vessel, measure,
My treasure, against the flawless, nights of pleasures,
Loose ends, make for loose skins, check my rims spin,
At least 600 classes in, session, mic killer, with no aggression,
Mics I dig, contagious as Mr Biggs, split, ya dot now ya got red wigs,
Mar 28, 2021
Mar 28, 2021 at 11:05 PM UTC