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Rob Sandman May 2016
Playin' games.
=============
Jay Text Sandman aka Skitz Text

Set the timer click click now the clock is tick tockin'.
I came to play the game. Like a KNIK KNAK knockin'.
Your rhyme flow is slow you know like PLAYDOUGH.
I gobble up fine rhymes like a HUNGRY HIPPO.
Like SUBBUTEO I kick it.
Shruggin' off your challenge like BUCKAROO kickin'..
..up ****. I sunk your BATTLESHIP.
You played out your game of CHARADES. That's it.
I dig deep in me rhyme dictionary.
You scrawl on the the wall like palsy PICTIONARY.
Not strugglin'. I'm jugglin' the rhymes in me head.
Slam dunk. KERPLUNK. Nuff said.
No, never. No way. Who am I kiddin'?
You know I got the rhymes. And I got the rhythm.
I confess. Like a game of CHESS.
Checkmate. No debate. Not a pretty pawn missin'. *  

It’s the end of the games like RIP,
I Multikill MC’s like COD,
Keep your mind on your MINECRAFT can’t catch me,
Cause Skitz is EC's Artillery,
droppin bombs watch the FALLOUT or you’re Dogmeat
FAR CRY from the old days of CRT
So your attempt is DOOMed best clear the room,
SWAT’s get Swatted Mic shotgun BOOM!,
Blast backdraft will destroy your CIV,
No cheat codes PAC em up MAN time to give,
RESPEC- to the PORTAL gun hangin’ on me hip,
You’ve got HALF a LIFE left faster than NO CLIP
But I said no cheatin’ Hackers get Hacked up,
No Multiplayer,cause you’ve no backup,
I’m glorying in the games we play,
Checkmate VS XBOX  pass to Jay.


Chorus
Not mentionin' names. We're playin' games.
Energetic and poetic and it's Jay to blame.
Set the mic aflame. We burn it up now.
Set the timer click, click.  

When I flex it's hectic. Like SCALEXTRIC.
Switch lanes to PERFECTION.
I've a MONOPOLY in this game.
Don't pass go. Go straight to jail.
You fall like DOMINOES. I leap like a salmon.
Tisk tisk. Big RISK. Now I have BACKGAMMON.
Stamina. A steady hand OPERATION.
Ace up me sleeve and I'm just playin' PATIENCE.
Got me POKERface on.
Read 'em and weep as the game plays on.
I got a dead mans hand but I animate the mic.
BULLDOGS charge. You know I'll reach the other side.
Back to me den.
Repeat after me like SIMON SAYS.
RED ROVER, RED ROVER. I call Jay over.
You think it's over ?
No my friend. *  

Not mentionin' names. We're playin' games.
Energetic and poetic Schizophrenic to blame.
Set the mic aflame. We burn it up now.
Set the timer click, click.  

This Steam Machine is heatin' up a treat
So don’t be TEKKEN the ****,just feel the beat,
This KOMBAT’s MORTAL to enemies,
But it’s a full HEALTH PACK to Fans of E.C.,
So OverClock your CPU,
get your Soundcard Jumpin like chimps in SIM ZOO,
drop DICE on ICE from here to Timbuktoo,
STREET FIGHTER’s and Writers BIOSHOCKin' you


Not mentionin' names. We're playin' games.
Energetic and poetic Schizophrenic to blame.
Set the mic aflame. We burn it up now.
Set the timer click, click.  

I SPY with my little eye.
Somethin' beginnin' with J. I let fly.
As your JENGA tower wobbles.
I smile. You drop tiles. Dropped your poxy box of SCRABBLE.
Look out. That could spell disaster.
Triple word score as the rhymes rip past ya. Blast ya.
Quick out the trap like The Flash playin' SNAP.
Check the lyrical master. *
As the Dungeon Dragon spreads his wings-lets fly
playin' the game the pied piper pies,
catch you rats in me MOUSETRAP its a snap,
"cause I wrote the rhymes that broke the bulls back"
I'm the KING OF THE HILL I got ya QUICKSCOPIN'
in THE SHADOWS OF MORDOR prayin' and hopin'
for a hero like MARIO to bust you loose,
Jay's SNAKE'n' up the LADDER time to twist the noose


Not mentionin' names. We're playin' games.
Energetic and poetic E.C. to blame.
Set the mic aflame. We burn it up now.
Set the timer click, click.  

What ya think ?              
Me rhymes kink, bend and fold like TWISTER.
A wicked rhythm like DOUBLE DUTCH. Skip, skip.
Like EVEL KNIEVEL. Flywheel spinnin'.
Rev it up. Dump the clutch.        
See me grinnin'. Knockin' down the pin and..
SPIROGRAPH lines in me rhyme. I'm spinnin..
..out of control. You can't cope with me GYROSCOPE.
I bring you back to the beginnin'.*

Not mentionin' names. We're playin' games.
Energetic and poetic E.C. to blame.
Set the mic aflame. We burn it up now.
Set the timer click, click.
Jay came up with this idea and tried to mention as many games we played as kids as he could fit in,when  he invited me onto the track I went more down the PC/Console game route,
let us know how many we missed!.
- Jun 2013
You* always *break my heart
Then you try to fix it
Why are you so twisted?
All I wanted was to feel loved
I don't need you messing with my head
I need a guy who comforts me instead

Don't mess with my feelings, boy
Just because you're unsure of your own
I need a secure love to keep my fears and doubts at ease
I need you like a baby needs their night time melody

You love me today
The next, you love me not
Why do you treat my heart this way?
You know that my heart is easy to break
You know that I'm fragile
You know that I'm weak
You know I'd worship you at your feet
You know I love you, more than my own life
You were the one who made me feel alive
Don't leave me hanging on
Don't confuse me
Don't tell me it's easy
My heart's already strugglin'
Don't say you love me
Unless you do
Don't say forever
If you're gonna leave me
Asking myself
**What did I ever see in you?
© Natali Veronica 2013.
Kimberly Seibert Aug 2014
My water tower in the sun, my pillar in the dark.
Rust on a warehouse door, **** anatomy of a shark.
A hidden, naked cartoon, vulnerable and hurt.
The afternoon rays of light, exposing my empire of dirt.

Squid in a dark room, forgotten seat for you to ****.
Discovering rotten apples, the fruitless empty pits.
Far on the *****, the eye is negligent to mankind.
No on has *****, yet "American ****" isn't hard to find.

From this floor to the next, watch out for the holes.
Stalactites are forming, between the rods and the poles.
The gang is all here, each with a gat.
Questioning Detroit, wondering "where da party at."

A symphonic silence, from abandoned piano keys.
For the love of the city, the birds and the bees.
A ladder to assist you, in anything but a climb.
Wasting away the day, when all you have is time.

Where they once opted elevators, they now offer only stairs.
Peacefully residing, in the asbestos, grime, and the glares.
The walls they're all puking, a paint chip epidemic.
No chalk at the chalkboard, a failed academic.

Some sign walls in scribble, some bless us with art.
Beautiful light fixtures hang, while sanctuaries fall apart.
The debris and the rubble, wooden frames and the splinters.
A back road in the city, in the dead cold of winter.

An altar to stand at, with no sermon or expectation.
A pew a sinner can rest, with only God's examination.
A wall devoted to an *****, hymnal at hand.
Stained glass more exaggerated, with shards in the plan.

Dancing on floorboards in rafters, climbing up to rooftops.
Wandering and trespassing, trying to avoid cops.
Panda bears, pillar ****, and playing in the snow.
In the shadows and the blackest rooms, I really like to go.

Pussycats in hallways and the golden lightning kitty.
Posing seductively in vacancy is where I feel pretty.
I've seen the light at the end of the tunnel, I've found King David.
Interrogated with the whys and don'ts, though I wish they'd save it.

Picasso in the projects, Sloth and Marilyn Manson.
Fairmont Creamery Company, a view held for ransom.
Some window panes are for looking out, some for looking in.
Struggle Buggy Snow White still sleeps, forever strugglin'.

I've seen them ask for me, "Warriors come out to play."
Detroit is to me, what night is to day.
I caught Pikachu and have seen a **** elephant.
In the frost of the Fisher, I found a heart that was spent.

But the cardio made of brick, spoke with such sass.
Resting bones at the Packard, in an armchair that's trash.
Patriots are nosey and robots attack.
Never putting an hour on when I'll get back.

On top of the world, or looking up from the bottom.
Abandoned buildings, schools, churches, there's something about them.
Where a tree has a better chance of rooting and planting.
When a society suddenly seems a bit slanting.

Color a flower on a wall that's been broken and charred.
Breathe life into a battlefield, encourage the scarred.
Take away ego and vanity, glance into a filthy mirror.
Don't just listen to a person, actually hear.

Sure maybe at times I may seem a bit morbid.
And my words can be harsh and approach kind of forward.
But when you're standing alone, in a hallways that's dead.
Whose last bell has been rung and last book has been read.

Then you hear footsteps from the floor up above.
It's in that uncanny awareness.
And fear...
I find love.
Santiago May 2015
"Death Around The Corner"

[Child:] Why you by the window?, what's wrong daddy?

[Mother:] I know what's wrong with that crazy *******
He's just stand by the ******* window
with that ******' AK all day
You don't work, you don't ****, you don't,
you don't do a ******* thing

I see death around the corner, gotta stay high while I survive
In the city where the skinny ****** die
If they bury me, bury me as a G *****, no need to worry
I expect retaliation in a hurry
I see death around the- corner, anyday
Trying to keep it together, no one lives forever anyway
Strugglin and strivin, my destiny's to die
Keep my finger on the trigger, no mercy in my eyes
In a ball of confusion, I think about my daddy
Madder than a *******, they never shoulda had me
I guess I seen too many murders, the doctors can't help me
Got me stressin' with my pistol in my sheets, it ain't healthy
Am I paranoid? - Tell me the truth
I'm out the window with my AK, ready to shoot
Ran out of endo and my mind can't take the stress,
I'm out of breath
Make me wanna **** my **** self,
but I see death around the corner

[Chorus]

(When we were kids, belonging felt good)
I see death around the corner
(But having respect, that feels even better)
I see death around the corner
(When we were kids, belonging felt good)
I see death around the corner
(But having respect, that feels even better)

I see death around the corner,
the pressure's getting to me
I no longer trust my homies,
them phonies tried to do me
Smoking too much ****,
got me paranoid, stressed
Pack a gat and my vest,
under my clothes when I dress
Here's hopin I die the way I lived,
straight thuggin'
Huggin' my trigger for all them ******
who was buggin'
My homie told me once,
don't you trust them other suckers
They fought like they your homies
but they phony *******
And even if I did die young, who cares
All I ever got was mean mugs and cold stares
I got homies in my head
who done passed away screamin, please
Young *****, make Gs
I can't give up, although I'm hopeless,
I think my mind's gone
All I can do is get my grind on, death around the corner

[Chorus]

I was raised in the city, ******
Ever since I was an itty bitty kitty
Drinkin' liquor out my momma's *****
And smokin' **** was an everyday thang in my household,
And drinking liquor til' you out cold
And tho' i'm gone now, ***** it's still on- Pow
Bustin on them ****** til they gone
How many more jealous *** *******, comin for my riches
Now I gotta stay suspicious when I bone
Cause if I ain't sharp and heartless,
them ******* will start ****
Excuse me, but this is where we part *****
No more game for free, please explain to me
Why ****** trip *****, who you came to see?
Murderin' now but see me later man, as for my pops
I got homies that will hunt you til you drop
I hope the Lord will forgive me, I was a G
And gettin high was a way of gettin free
I see death around the corner

[Chorus]

This is for all the real ******* ****** out there
I know you ain't scared to die
We all gotta go, ya know ?
A real ******* will pick the time he goes
And make sure he handles his ******* business
Y'all ****** stop acting like ******* out there,
all right

[Movie bites]

I'm tired off getting ripped off by guys like that

I want his family dead, I want his house burned to the ground
I want to got there in the middle of the night,
I wanna **** on his head
I want his family dead, I want his house burned to the ground
I want to got there in the middle of the night,
I wanna **** on his head

I want that sonova ***** dead, I want him dead
I want him dead, I don't care
Justin Tolentino Aug 2017
You're just to good to be true
Can't take my eyes off of you
You'd be like heaven to touch
I wanna hold you so much
At long last love has arrived
And I thank god I'm alive
You're just too good to be true
I can't take my eyes off of you

Pardon the way that I stare
There's no one else to compare
The sight of you leaves me weak
There are no words left to speak
But if you feel like I feel
Please let me know that it's real
You're just to good to be true
I can't take my eyes off of you

And I need you baby,
If it's quite alright, oh pretty baby
To warm the lonely nights, I love you baby
Trust in me when I say okay

And oh pretty baby
Don't let me down I pray
Oh pretty baby
Now that I found you stay
And let me love you
Baby let me love you oh baby

(My Verse)
Your, feet must be tired you've been joggin through my mind
You're like a star, that has fallen from the sky
You're Wonderwoman, but who has lost her powers
Man I'm workin at the sushi shop I get off in an hour so
If you don't mind, would you come & pick me up?
Give me lovin' & a hug 'cause I've been strugglin' and stuff
There's no other like you so I know that I'm lucky to find
A girl so fine and kind & so explosive hot like dynamite
We can wine & dine and do it again a couple of times
I thank god, everyday, girl you bring my life to life
Twenty years old, but with you a kiddish fool
Living in the windy city I never took you for a fool
Girl you're a blessing I guess you work miracles
The most beautiful girl I know, appointed by guinness rule
Beauty like yours, is just an urban myth
Usually a cool dude but with you im a nervous kid
You're dressed to **** so your clothes are murderous
We connected faster than my internet service did

(Chorus)~
I've loved this song since I was a little kid and the verse was just something I came up with in high school about this girl I had a crush on. I changed the Melting *** line to the sushi shop line since that's where I work at now ahaha. It's not that good bc I wrote it forever ago but I sang it at karaoke the other day and went through a nostalgia trip. I would have a friend beatbox for me at a pretty steady tempo and perform this at open mic events in highschool, if someone can supply me with a beat so I can do this on video it'd be greatly appreciated
Bard Dec 2018
Just keep livin in this feelin
Never am I beleivin
That **** thats written
Questin for questionin

Im losin
No reasonin
No serotonin

Jane, dope burnin got me floatin
Lucy dances turnin got me smilin
Druggy desperate runnin got me huffin

Huff and puff an puff, pass
One piggy in a house oh straw smokin grass
Nother piggys house of glass
Last piggys house of cards but, alas

Little piggys grow big and pass
One pig in the straw smoked over ash
Nother pig served with a glass
Last pig out of cards, alas

Last pig out of the farm
Free hog free from the harm
Hunted down with a firearm
Pow Pow hogs need not roam

No escapin the farm
Just dyin in a drugged calm
Or dyin strugglin in dirt, ****
So just chill and spread *****

New meat for the grinders
Fresh meat for the diners
Pigs aint **** but some dinners
For pigs with gold incisors
First official poem on here
Elena Facchinei Jun 2013
When I think of B a l t i m o r e…
I think of heads hung
​​​low;
Tides-- refusing to flow
Closed minds & troubled eyes.
Smoke in the faces of children
Who didn’t ask to be born in
Bus exhaustion
or Natural Caution.

“Ain’t nobody happy here.”

The streets creep
With tar that seeps
Along broken glass jars
(in brown paper bags, which I need not say-
for the people can’t stand-
the memories that stay)
The faces rot!
With frowns
And heads pointed

down.

Bus stops.
Endless amounts
Of cops >
Along
Graveyards & graffiti art:
Children fussin’ at each other for getting’ smart

Girls
Goin’ to class
To brush their hair
& stare
-into the mirror // rorrim eht otni-
to paint their faces
pace-less
because they think [know]
that’s the only way to make a name
in these places

Full
of
ageless, strugglin’ sameness

graveyards
&
graffiti art.
Let the beat meditate your noggin' joggin'/
ya memory til ya get Tired never gone Retire/
from this Game like **** **** James/
from Goodtimes i remember the Good Times/
when the world was Alive now everythings Concealed/
reality is nothin' but Joke children gettin' bad Yoke/
from generation to generation gets worse to worse/
weak pulse im seeing visions of the Hearse/
mind gone i need of a Resurrection but my Heat is my Only Protection/
cuz ****** be trippin' sherm dippin' tippin'/
in my Hood swangin' on 4 w/ vogues cool i Suppose?/
but don't know that blow ya Slang hurtin' the Nose/
of victims Cocaina is the Product from the Devil Intellectual levels are Doomed/
dumbin' us down with Indoctrination seems like our Destination is bein' in Incarceration/
but im gone continue to fight with my fullest might-

Endeavor too Clever ridin' through Stormy Weather can't Sever/
me from this **** i Spit/
too too real o so fine Lookin' for a fine Dime i can wife Mine/
but too many Single Mother lookin' too much Off a Brother because of another Brother/
who told them that he loved them just wanted To **** them/
and Impregnate them/
baby girl stuck at Home all Alone/
strugglin' to feed her baby but the Father ain't in the Presence/
so she Becomes hesitant/
sell her *** for Cash cuz Bills bout to take Clash/
hittin' Roof Top i Pause & Stop/
take a Quick Glance/
shakin' my head in Disgrace still wishin' for Amazing grace/
but it's Hard to knock the Grin off a Demons Face/Paper Chase is our Am Ambition/caged animal Subliminal Messages so ya Can't Comprehend/
no Boyz to Men but im steadily In Philly? rollin' a Phillie/
Blunt Hunt ***** pullin' Stunts/with two hands tied behind my Back Hocus Pocus/
Nigguh back to Reality im just Playin' G this is the Philosophy/
of Yosef don't Lose Focus/
pay attention cuz they waitin' for us to Fall & Gall/
and keep us confined in a Circle that me and you Can't See but im goin' to Remain Vigilant ya See...
Sit still, now, chil’,
While I untangle this mess -
You ain’t goin’ swimmin’
‘til it’s all in braids,

The mo’ naps you got,
The mo’ hair you lose,
I’m ti’ed of strugglin’
With this pick
And flat comb,



‘cause yo hair is too thick,
I’m at the enda mah wick,

And, mah grays are doin’
Anything -

But, fadin’.
Clue 2/3 for "Nails Hairier than Hair."
Responses/Questions in the inbox, please!
=)

© 2011 Elephants & Coyotes
HStories Oct 2010
I'm tellin you it's been a long time comin
this lost time I'm now strugglin.
Encased behind surrounding barred walls,
loud voices hollerin down halls.
Prayers are my nightly calls.
When I try to find sleep, but stall,
because all my mistakes produce,
a glimpse of a wasted youth,
that I had been when I had used.
Shot-up,lonely,scared,and bruised.
Everyday is time I now lose.
To be with those I have wronged,
doing time with me all along.
Glancin at the clock,where has all our time gone?
Gone to the crowded street corners unlit,
a thousand ciggerattes against my lip.
Disgusting habits that I never quit.
Liquor poured inside, a million sips.
Gone in the pockets of a dealing man,
Addiction back by popular demand.
In the pipe held by a shaking hand,
commanding me time and time again.
Inside the bullet wound on skin,
beginning with need, ending in sin.
Sleepless nights for the next of kin.
Lost time piled like dirt on feet,
right along with the fights I couldn't beat.
Lord give me an answer that's sweet.
Why I'm on this unending street?
The angel's watched while the devil's played.
I'm suffering for old debts unpaid.
Betrayed by my long gone friends,
never strong enough i the end.
Confiding against black gravestones,
one response I love you's all alone.
Lord, take this pain that I now own,
what's the lesson that you have shown?
To struggle with this heavy regret,
hidin scars that won't let me forget.
All I want back is time I've spent.
So forgiveness comes by his own will,
guess that's why I'm breathin still...
Letting my denial in for the ****.
Lord, I know I've followed wrong roads,
my time is up,I'll give what i owe.
I'll pay back for all i stole.
Got a young surface, but inside I'm old.
No warmth for my soul that's cold.
But Lord please spare my heart
I need this so memories don't fall apart.
Of Tia's victory prayers, so proud
and how Grandpa's voice is strong and proud.
My sisters heartbeat, a perfect sound.
How I can't let my brother's down.
To keep the image of my father's face,
and the security that is my mother's embrace.
Lord, so I don't forget sweat,blood and tears shed,
by my families life, a heritage bled.
My first love at a young age dead.
all the childhood prayers read.
My sweet Lord, did you hear what I said?
I won't give up on this last chance,
my worship hands a battle stance.
So I'll take a glance at my gone past,
but I promise this stare won't last.
Now broken wings are out of the cast
Lord, I know in your mercy I'll find
a way to get back all my lost time....
copyright august 2003  By Heather Ruiz (HStories)
Hermes Varini Nov 2022
Feudal, an’ Deep Swaird Scar-Faced Ah,

Th’ Lone Skye-Horror

Thad heare Ah once gleamingly wore,
Nowe! intae Theis Abysmal ay Past Fyre-Lore,
Ye a’ Skellums, see! Theis Rage o’ mine thad Ah bore
Heare! wae mah Thundir-Airn tirlin’, nae a Woe,
Taukin’ nowe Ah! wae th’ Wynde-Tone O’erhuman, fore
Abön th’ Skye-Storne wæs ay yondir Friendly Shore,
Wae a Pause wi’in mah strugglin’, nae ay any more,
Th’ Scyld Ah haudin’ unco glowin’, ‘yont th’ Castle Dore,
Whatna! Theis Airn-Wame o’ mine, Rageful ays nae afore,
Thro’ th’ Skye-Pruid ay Lightnings, an’ e’en skye-more,
*** ay standin’, ‘yont th’ Drakkar Ablaze, wae th’ Burnan Ore,
Thus Ðhunder-Imbued, Bluish Fyre becam mah flowin’ Gore,
O’er th’ Rid Rock soarin’, wrapped in th’ Auld taukin’ Lowe,
Revenge oan th’ Dust, wi’in theis Hill graven! stick-an-stowe,
Quhain! th’ Ocean abowt mah Person, th’ Gale intae twa it tore,
Quhain! th’ Return o’ Pow’r gaed tae its Guid Hel o’ Yore,
Quhain! a Firey Ember wæs mah Rubye Brooch ay hynne nowe,
‘Yont th’ Seven-Headed Beast Winged, wha Grim He swore,
Mah Frame Axe-Wounded, Rays emittin’ frae ilka pore,
Deep intae theis ay Norland Janwar’s bitin’ owre Frore,
An’ a Mirror appeared! thro’ th’ Thunderbolts, nae thair Chore,
Nae Gode bit th’ Owar-Mann! mah Steel-Ghaist, nae tae adore,
Quher! mah Battle-Scars Rid wur stylle thais unco a Soare,
Quher! th’ Cauld theare wæs tae mah Throat aye smore,
Quher! mah Sel-Reflection dazzlin’ it wæs, thro’ th’ Aurore,
Togiddir wae mah Chain Mail flashin’, tae th’ Whyte Core!

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Set after the Battle of Brunanburh in A.D. 937, this composition of mine, or rather brief epic, in archaic Scots, Classical Latin, Anglo-Saxon, Old Norse and ancient Greek, tells of a lone warrior, severely wounded after the battle, whose blood turns into fire and lightnings, as attracted by his armor, when a mirror appears before him as formed by thunderbolts themselves ("VBI LIVIDA MEA SPECVLI REFLECTIONE AC VESTE CONCREVERVNT CHALYBIS FVLMINA"), at the top of a soaring rock off the coast of western Scotland ("INTRA OCEANVM AD VERGENTIS OCCASVM CALEDONIÆ REGNI"), during a storm, therein obtaining immortality, upon his own reflected self, that is, the Overman himself, recurring over and over more powerful to the infinite as one person ("AD INFINITVM PERPETVO RECVRRENS POTENTIÆ INCREMENTO SICVT IGNEA ROTA HÆC IMAGO"). My own Return of Power event thus surfaces. How he was able to reach this rock, in his own bleeding condition, and in a heavy iron vest with sword and shield while swimming, I leave it undefined, hence to the interpretation of the reader. The title reads “The Overman through the Onrush of Swords”. “Ah” is “I”, "wae" is "with", and "stick-an-stowe", "totally", "altogether".
Always had a black Christmas
Uncle sam used to dissed us
So since im a hellrazor
In the guns we trust bust
At my enemies watch em
Scatter like roaches
Take caution when ya approach
To this **** life
Baby we livin' reckless
Rolex watches and herringbone necklaces
So what if i wear baggy pants
**** the corporate society eyin' me
I got strikes on me
Quick to turn a brother in
Take a guzzle of gin
Until its corner left take a deep breath
Im on my last steps lord forgive
Its the **** in me
Lost so many homies through the years
Sheddin' tattoo tears uh


Now that ive studied
Multiple war strategies
I got less casualties  
My comrades all bad
We raw with our weaponry
No nigguh could ever get to me
Since the covert deception is clear
Im no longer happy here
Faded dreams long live the King
Im speakin' Garvey antics
My tactics are frantic
Never panic
I was made a menace out of wedlock
couldnt focus in the bias schools
So i had to drop
Now im packin' knotted socks
With a pocket full.of.rocks
Quick cash leads to the grave
But how can i find freedom
When im.just a slave?
To the entities that be
And if you expose there secrecy
That label you public enemy
Number sittin' in a jail cell
Or send ya body to hell but i dont yell
The most violence is done silence
While innocents mind being blinded
Respect ya self run ya own ****
And never be apart of the corporate
Or pulpit
Cuz when ya die theyll remember ya name
Then the next day forget  ya name
So i guess ill just weighin' my fears
Strugglin' this for all my homies
Sheddin' tattoo tears
Behind penitentiary steel

Louis Fraser Apr 2012
Young n my brains wired
Struggle to gain
Mis-directin' blame
I fade tired
Sloppy
Hopped up n snotty
Girl got a body
I'm scarin' off the hottie
Followin' footsteps wrecked
Strugglin' keepin the path in check
Hard graft when select
Mirages part
Any truth I have left
Michael Ryan Jan 2013
He strugglin .
Always had heart problems, from just being a kid.
Physically ill.
This thing beat for two, repeating each echo.
Growin over sized to fit the world.
This thing beating itself for it's compensation .
Telling one's self it's going strong, while the doctors say he don't got long.
Everything else keeps on, physically torn apart.
But that's not the worse, emotionally his heart just gone wrong.
Getin check-ups to see the pain he knows he can't.
Find some wound they've never seen since childhood
It's a funny thing that the illness fits exactly as he is
A heart yearning for another to beat right next to him
The Heart keeps pumping. The man?
Dada Olowo Eyo Jun 2013
Never quit fightin',
Always shovin' and strugglin',
Making sure the ends are meetin',
Even when the Missus be buggin'.
Happy Fathers' Day .2013.
O yea this might hurt some feelings
Uh



Yo **** white supremacy  !!!!
You can **** my **** til it reach
Natural vasectomy  
Ya wanna be
Black so bad look what the **** they did to Sinbad??
My dad was never there so i
Had to stop n stare
Lookin' at the sun the holy one
I seen an image of a black son
Layin' in the gutter strugglin' with his mother
N brother no other
Can relate to the tough times hard crimes
Deep in the neighborhood
Cops up to no good
Poppin' shots then get mad when we
Bust back to make it understood
Dont diss me im a g been in this ****
Since the birth of slavery
**** the media n the press
You say its too many nigguhs
Well smoke some sess
Hilary aint nothing but ***** to me.
Along with Obama
I put that on my mama full of drama
Cuz i was a born hell raiser
Been throwin' thangs since elementary
Solds drugs to me in my community
So you can lock us minorities
In the state penitentiary
On everythang i pack slugs
Check my six spinnin' on dubs
Minus 10 you get 10
Spokes is chirpin' mad smokin'
Sessions intense dollars n sense
Use common sense
Bombin' with my cavi flow just so ya know
Ya ******' with a pro
Uh killed all my leaders cuz they was tryna feed us
Knowledge **** the white college
I know my real history **** black history
What about the real.heros
Killin' all the slavery
Nat Turner Malcolm and Martin
To Jesse Jackson n Al Sharpton
Benefitin' off the fake race bait
***** in disguise nigguh open yo eyes
Its no surprise
Black face is right before our eyes
This aint vanilla sky
I see grey along with the thunder the rain the strain nigguh feel my pain
Uh its an everyday thang roll with a gang
After the white house eradictin'
There reindeer games
Uncle sam aimin' his finger at the poor folks
The military is joke for black n hispanic folks
Ya cant make change 1000s of miles away
So listen to the **** what i say
And ya know im real pack a big steel
Buckin' Capitol Hill as retain my throne
Im the King of the Hilllll!!! $!

Look around you
the world is blind just like justice
no love for my peeps
Laws always on a creep
lookin' for a reason to stop my breed breathin'
No rhymes or reasons every seasons
my folks gettin' praised and guns raised
in there faces Wither be on residential or on TV
media crucify us severely barely
we can get a break scared of a black man
with power so they gotta pull straps
Cuz they know we'll devour
with our hands I been strugglin'
Since my home is IN Jerusalem
and not America I'm tellin' ya
soon retaliation will be givin'
For all the wickedness they did
from.the beginnin' still.sinnin'
Cuz I can't find righteous so I can't adjust
my mind so I pack a shined nine
don't give a **** I'm pushin' luck duck
Bush and his ***** *** mama
just like Obama to Clinton brain cells
pinchin' all I can envisions is a bunch of closed casket why was I made a *******? ?
No fear as I walk through the valley death
take in inhale a deep breath
on the lookout got shot already so I know the feel this is real can't deny my.steel
my ambition is to ****
crumble & eviscerate the White House
to gristle blowin' whistle my comrades
know it's official none of the judicial
can't stop the power the reign im.insane
from my Brain on Cypress Hill smokin' mill
Revengin' still for Emit Till
no peace til all them ******* is deceased
still shootin' my missiles
@politics enticin' minds to get ammunitionand get em to start poppin' pistols
dennis drain Sep 2016
Maby I was cursed at birth to sin over an over again,
Throwin caution to the wind if I oppose what they want I win,
Can't tell a young up N comin **** nothin an have em listen.
Taught myself the meanin of a mission never fear an slipin ain't real when it comes to Killin
Black clothes cover me from my head to my toes so nobody knows I'm lurking in the shadows.
Little 22 ready do work on you punk mother *******
Talkin smack on some real gangster *** soldiers and you in trouble
Catch yourself lookin at a young white gang banga lookin to prove something to ya
Act withouta crew to jump in an say somethin cuz until your dead he done wit you
Hustle in school on the low key ain't tryin to be cool
I just love ta feel money in my pocket and  fresh clothes that when you ask I can say I bought it
Momma used to teach me rap songs and had me recite em to her dopin friends
Said I could be anything if I keep my mind open
Never thought I'd catch a case and spend 3 years away
Or smokin dope with me would ever be thing
But I guess it's OK I was 18
Actin like a man puttin grown man problems in my hand to deal with on my own.

Some times I look around, deep breath leavin my chest, face marked with a  frown, thinking **** how much would a chance change what pain Im feelin now.
If I had grown up in a diffrent town.
If stable was a way to describe my life would I have ever learned to be down.
Would I still fear Sleepin cuz my dreams bring the faces of the people I seen gunned down
Maby I would have some money someone gave me thinkin I'd do something good with it....
Haha **** I wish

If I change today, make a plea with God that I'll do things differently will he show himself and embrace me??
Or look at the lives I've takin and turn away
Leavin me to stray down a darker path where I can't find the light of day.
**** what they told me led me astray.
Dreams come true when you work hard they ain't free.
I'm smarter than most my age. Makin it work for my girl and me.
No help from anybody, lookin far off into the distance no love to be seen
Just a world against me, corrupt by the ones leading.
But the upper class don't see.  
Nothin makes sense in a backwards country money hungry people talkin out they *** about poverty.
But they don't see, laws sayin it's better they sleep on the streets than in a trailor parked in town.
Rather see a dead family than one strugglin to get they feet on the ground
eternal soul whenever i die

ask my self why? we all gotta die?

lookin' up in the sky pray

to my heavenly father but y bother

cuz we too busy stuck on sin the gin

penetratin' my brain can't maintain

cuz the pressure building up not

long before i go corrupt

my soul will forever be tryna budge

stay breakin' the grudge

from the devil but it seems like i can never

break free into the sunshine tryna sever

me away from the righteous but i might just

accomplish my mission

reachin' to all the souls is my ambition

steadily loadin' up my ammunition

bustin' at the commission still wishin'

i could break away from this marriage to curses

and divorce her and i find a new wife

as i count down the dayz of my lives

 

lookin' at all my friends who pretend

to be homies but undercover phonies

too much problems going on

to be upset player hater nation

keepin' us in segregation

lies through the media and the press

daily tryna test all them thugs

pushin' drugs 

into the communities then give us

religion separatin' us with

divine unity

still constantly battlin' immunity

so u see all my tru's wake up

and stop being secluded by the news

cuz all they gone do is gone confuse

and abuse your subconscious

wipe away the nonsense

and find terse in your heart

cause u chasin' false pretense

 

why everybody always try

to bring out the devil in me

i see nothin' but drama

more so than baby mamas

wakin' up everyday to a cruel cruel world

lookin' at all the boys n girls

strugglin' to reach their goals

in life but the strife

keeps us binded blinded by

lucifer deceiving light

eternal sunshine will break free

into the darkness mark this incentive

motivate all in a downfall

stand tall cuz we gone get through it

together wither it be

peace or stormy weather we can

still endeavor

tokes from the ****

to clever my mind and see all the *******

don't ask me why im in a fit?

cuz its hard to survive

just countin' down the dayz of our lives
Tashea Young Apr 2017
I dont mean to cause commotion as I am  pouring on you of my waves of emotions flooding your ear's gates like the ocean. Overflowin. But You cast a spell me with your Love potion. You became the only thing running thru my brain in slow motion.
I could see your face, your dimples, your smile, and even the hear tone in your voice with each and every word you had softly spoken.
I was a Good book that you left wide open.
You left me there with my soul exposed and  others to come by and touch my word with their ***** hands as they were groping.
You weren't the person I was hoping.
I was claiming you but you were naming me because I wasn't the one you have chosen. So I sat there in the dark, forced to pick up the shattered pieces of my heart you left broken. And my own self pitty was as a buble bath  in which my crush bones was soaking.
And there I sat with the  bottle from you love potion overdosin.
All it was was an Over do in sin From the beginning, because I knew my love for you was never gonna win. it was  her, her and her, oh yeah all the rest of em.  I guess I wasn't enough for you because  I wasn't one of "Them". So my question is why didnt you just leave me in they zone where I could of just stayed your friend. I thought you were different from the other men. Now I'm sitting here wishing I never would have pressed that little green button on my phone that said, "send". Because you I couldn't  seem to get you of my System, Man I was strugglin. My heart was not  meant to be stressed out like a tree  blowing in the wind.
However you forgot to realize that I am resilient, I don't break, I bend. So I must Say thank for the Inspiration. Cause now instead of running after you it will be my dreams I'll be chasin
I remember back in the days
In the barrio
Wearing fresh braids
And high top fades
With the big ol shades
Emulate super fly movies
I was young hard head
Felt like nobody could move me
Until them slugs hit me
Had me dreaming about reality
***** real I'm seeing my own blood
Is this heaven or hell ?
I'm close to death clutching for breath
Uh bust it
Couple hours later in surgery
Docts don't know what to do with me
To many peeps I'm strung out
Ask one of my homies to keep the heat out
And a ak by my bed
Just in case them.come again and http://****.me dead
But one ***** can't forget named Craig
og real never faked the funk
Had pounds of skunks one hit and we all high
Felt like our souls was touching the sky my eyes
Blood shot red half dead daydreamin' schemin'
Lookin to make my next move
Exercise and strategize at the same time
Keep all eyes on one time
But Craig had a lot of adversaries
His day was coming and before I started dumpin them techs was hummin'
Too late heart break souls break out
Am I lucky. To survive? Or do I really deserve to die? Uh
I wish I could see him again instant replay
Of the ****** stuck in my brain full of pain
No gain
From a lost one only death tallying the next one
As I reminiscence smokin' my dogia
Givin' a real shout out to my real nigguha
Who's strugglin'
Ballad for a dead souljah

although thy silence just deafens thee
make it known that ye do matter to me
for yes indeed, i do have noticed ye
strugglin' as ye're balancin' up the ledge
tryin' so hard not to fall off the edge

tho might it be penned thy words do speak loud
as thy hidin' underneath lots of shrouds
for yes indeed, i do have noticed ye
but how would ye string them up in thy head
why life itself is just like a thin thread

now be willin' to see the lines ye made
as all of those things ye've written in 'tween
for yes indeed, ye noticably create
'n' never really were ye the unseen


*..love always...


عرفان بن يوسف © AH 15/04/1437

'a (freestyle meter) Rosarian Sonnet'
Indigo Nov 2020
our faces

all covered with sweat,

as y'all be yellin’ at us with threats,

our hands covered

with cuts and blood,

while our arms and feet,

be caked with mud

every day,

we be prayin’ to god

for our freedom to come,

ignoring all y’all sayin’ that we were born scums,

someday imma finally

leave this place

cuz’ them folks ‘round here

be claiming that black ain’t no race

all y’all folks be hootin

while callin’ my folks *******

while y’all be sittin there

rifle in hand,

finger on the trigger

y’all whipped us

tearin’ our families apart

but my ma always be sayin’

that things like kindness

comes from deep down

in our hearts

i kneel

strugglin to breathe

as you chain my neck,

and hands

but y’all push me to the ground again

as imma’ tryin’ to stand

i reckon myself i ain’t

gonna give up now

as all y’all ruin

the fields we plough

some know what life

is like without the

cuffs and chains

but the feeling feeling of freedom

is never the same

and some

that deserve it most

never leave and die

and i know that though their body is gone

their spirit always survives
Since a lot of BLM events have been going on... I felt it right to share the new version of this poem.
Kalil Sykes Mar 2019
my masters tell me

slave on, slave

I pick up my pickaxe and crack down on the rock

my masters tell me

you don't matter. if you ain't bleedin', you can go on.

slave on, slave

I pick up my pickaxe, swing high, stop low.

the rock just hardens.

my masters tell me

you ain't strugglin'. I was strugglin'. you dont know nothin' yet.

slave on, slave

I pick up my pickaxe and my arms start to ache. cant say nothin' or i'll get hurt again.

I swing down harder. the rock still shines.

in its reflection, my agony and all them other emotions. look back at me. with smiles.

they point at the hangin' tree.

my masters tell me,

its work or die. so i works'. i hear an echo say "perish"

i pick up my pickaxe. swing down. my arms crumble. no mo' good.

but that rock broke. jus' another one in its place.

my masters tell me

you still got legs. so do they.

they dont understand.
ignore grammatic errors
love feedback
Sk Abdul Aziz Jun 2015
Hope rises like a bubble from a bubble-bath
Torture feels like hell....feels like Almighty's wrath
Memories fade away like d winter leaves
And the saddest part is dat d bitter ones r hard to eliminate from d mind
While d fond ones seem to last short.....
At times d good things in life seem like a mirage
They just keep on deceiving us.......
Love is so beautiful;makes u feel so very connected
Hatred feels like a deadly virus dat seems to take over u...if u allow it....
Life seems so precious....yet it's so momentary
Every breath u take feels so relieving....and u say to urself---"Thank u GOD.I've just made it to d next day."
Death feels so relaxing.....kinda' seems to rescue u from all ur troubles....
The sight of moving clouds feel like d most amazing spectacle
The meowing of a cat sounds like sweet music to d ears
The touch of a woman makes d heart beat faster
Expectations feel like hot-air balloons.....they just keep on rising....
Music seems to relax ur mind ......
At times i feel like i'm tryin' to swim in dis huge ocean called life.......
I'm strugglin'....almost feel like i'm about to drown...
But i don't give up...i don't quit....i keep on fightin'......
We try to refrain from sinning....but more often than not give in to temptation.....
We feel sad....we feel upset....
We feel we deserve more from our lives....than what we get......
Friendship is one of the greatest gifts dat life offers us
While Loneliness is the worst enemy it gives us
Courage lies not in being brave
But in conquering your greatest fears
The voice of a woman is like sweet honey
Her smile can light up a stadium
Beneath her lovely hair lies my paradise of thoughts
She is special........u don't need to be a nerd to figure dat out....
At times my thoughts seem to get so very constipated.....
It's like my whole brain is blocked.....thoughts refuse to enter in it....
Yet I write......
I write crap....I scribble....
Just d sight of my pen movin' across d page from left to right provides me with a certain level of assurance 'bout myself...........
Then slowly and gradually d words start to flow.....
At first a bit slow and unsure....just like a little kid's first steps......
Then steady like a teenager.....
And finally as confident as a man......
I didn't understand back then
When
I was young kid on the block
Looking at the homies pushing rock
With the game on lock
But the cops always had to knock
Down the doors looking for drugs in store
Paused my Nintendo peeped out the window sirens soundin'
Souls was astoundin'
Didn't know what was going on
I kept hearing that sad song
Slavery still here G
Still under white supremacy
But it made a man out of me
by the time I hit adolescene
I seen the presence
Of the Most High telling me why
We all in a fry so many of us die
Cuz see the buzzards circlin the sky
Unwillingly and knowingly
That we was destined to be
Kings and Queens but it's all a dream
Like Martin King can't find a team
Cuz everybody out for self
**** man we need to break this ***** plan and lay out a master plan
But on the other hands
I wanted get money stretch it like rubberbands
But some of us might as well be in the ****
Drugs enforced and endorsed
On the streets as well as the music so don't abuse it or loose it
I know we all brothers sisters of different colors from.mothers no others
Got heart like I dangerous once I learned to catch vibration with my third eye
Controlled my soul on a stroll
To a good day good riddance to those who ain't in repentance
We paying for the wages of sin
But the curse slowly breaking away Feelin like Malcolm sittin by the window with an AK
47 how many suckas wanna go to heaven
And i wanna break leven
With my peeps though but it seems they all want to go to war
I tried to raise their conscious sick of the nonsense
Media and the press loved to keep us suppressed
Art of War strategy being played on us
But I loaded my mentality with wisdom and begin to bust
Shots at the stations
They treat it like a crime
whats wrong for unitin' with the black nation?
I'm tryna to get to Mt. Zion I ain't lyin'
Why they always tryna tie in
A brother into gang violence
Or drug case wheres our resistance  
Break the lien my past peers paid our dues
Just check the slavery views
Every few years they wanna see tears
Instill fear to keep us down here
In this concrete jungle hard to be humble
When everybody mean muggin'
Life jugglin' and strugglin'
To get over obstacles
Me a blackman  still alive it's a miracle
Almost satricial
Its comedy at it's best enemies up to put a test
On you black man black woman
Wake up cuz they want us acting up
Lets restack up get our weight up
Build blackwallstreet the way it was supposed to be
Along with the
Indians to Mexicans we came from the same boat different landing put down that cannon cuz them spirits channelin' standin'
Tough against the rain hitting my window pane
As thoughts began to ponder my brain
Its insane no more **** crack or *******
We got the power to make the change
And don't act strange
When I see you Just smile cuz I know you in the wild
No hoochies to pop coochies
Just Queens makin' love like Lucy and Ricky Ricardo I go all out for more
Even the score naw we takin soar
Like hawks in the night
No fright ready to fight when we show on site
White house white house ain't nothing but a plantation house
Playin a game of cat n mouse
We rising check the new apes movie
They subliminally showed us we been had the funk feelin' groovy
Stick with me n I'll stick with you
We gotta communicate better
When it's stormy weather endeavor
Wisdom is much more than silver and gold but ya rather take a toll
Down the valley of death row
And i know it's hard but don't worry I hear ya
Cuz we about the same problems so I feel ya yeah
Jovanny Prado Aug 2016
I broke you I cheated I left you defeated
I made you my queen then I broke you in pieces
I had no good reason you didn't do nothin
We had a few fights but what's love without strugglin?
I knew it was wrong knew it wasn't right
Wasn't thinkin about you when I ****** her that night
Went to her crib right after work stopped at the house and I took me a shower
Rolled up a blunt I was gone for three hours
Hit it so hard like I ****** her three hours
I knew she was married I knew she had kids
Wasn't thinking about that when she was suckin on my ****
Now I'm losing my mind I don't know what to do
You're packing your **** cuz you said that we're thru
I know it's my fault cuz I cheated on you
And the pain that I caused I can see it in you.
ZACK GRAM Aug 2019
STILL FRESH AN ****** THE WHOLE CREW
FORGET WHO?
I HEARD THAT *** ****** YOU 2!!!
DIE SLOW
MY FOW FOW
MY FOW FIVE
BOMM ON YOU BUSTAS
NO KILLAS REALISM
HOLLY SAID YOU WAS COOL
BUT THEN *** MARK TRYNA SHINE
YOU MUST BE SCARED
I HOPE YOU FRY
REM TILL U DIE
IM THE BEST EVER CONCEIVED
HAIL MY HISTORY
SNITCH
I ROC
I MIGHT BE BLACK
I DONT KNOW
WHO CARES
IM THROWED
FINNA LAY BACK
GOTO THE GRAVE
GOT THIS COMBED DOUGH
CLEAN YO ***** FRO
HIT THE HILLS
YOU **** MORE *****
DEADASS ***** *** PITCH
NO REGRETS
ITS FINALIZED IF HE HIT
***** IN MY EYES
YOU CAN HAVE IT
ITS A DEADLY HABBIT
***'N

YOU TAKE ADVANTAGE
I CAN LOSE MY LIFE
ANY SECOND
ANY DAY
BLOOD INSIDE ME
LEAKING LIKE IM DYING
DEATH FROM THE STRUGGLE
CONSISTENTLY DRINKIN
ALWAYS SMOKIN
POPPIN PILLS
IM A LOST CAUSE
I LOVE YOU SO MUCH
HABBITS ARE A *****
PILLS POPPED
DRINKS POURED UP
SMOKE **** I AIN HAD ENOUGH
WAZZ UP
COME OVER
I CANT SLEEP
JUST HERE
WALKIN ROUND
AROUND GOING IN CIRCLES
THOUGHTS OF YOU
RUN THROUGHT MY MIND
I GOTTA HOUSE
YOU CALL HOME
I BUILT IT FROM THE GEE TOP
6 STORY MANSION UP CREEK
ITS A CASTLE SO COME CHILL
OTHERWISE IM DEAD
ALONE
AFRAID TO LAY MY HEAD DOWN
ASLEEP BUT AWAKE
THE ONLY WAY MY HEART WONT STOP
STILL BABY ITS ALL MENTAL
SO LET THAT BEAT DROP
DONT STOP

MOTIVATE
NUNCIATE
INSINUATE
CONCENTRATE
NO DEBATE
DO IT 4 THE GRAM
100 TRILL
STRAPPED ON MY CHEST
THE BEST
IM SHOOK
I DONT KNOW WHAT TO THINK
I CANT SEE A THING
IF I HAD A TASTE
MAYBE I MIGHT BELIEVE
NOW I REALLY DO NOT
SO GOD
IF YOU REAL
IM TAKING THE WAR TO YOUR PEARLY GATE
I DIE A LESSON TO ALL MANKIND
REAL MEN EXIST AN ITS MUTUAL
REPRESENTATION
DEDICATED
ALL IN THE MIX
CONSISTENTLY HIP
CHEF COOK ME BREAKFAST
CHEF COOK ME LUNCH
SHE COOK DIN
ANY TIME OF DAY
UNDER CONTROL FROM BAD BEHAVIOR '
WHIPS THE WIFEY
OUTTA TOWN
CALL THE PHONE TO MAKE IT ALRIGHT
**** IM RICH
DO HOW I DO
DONT OVER ESTIMATE
ite
no net just bank in the streets the richest man ever
thought of ever seen
the resemblence of the GOD himself
the mighty one top shelf
over here nighly sleep
creepin my eyes wide open
half asleep driving by
riding by in foreign 2020 escorting
pimpins a lifestyle hotter than dry ice
icier than ross's jewler
look at the bigger picture
got these ladies drooling
**** it class is a fine wrist watch
buy me two aircraft carriers
carrying weight across the world
support one
you might catch a glympse of a life thats understood
a known concept about royalty protected an abused
the same time my bars ain a crime an done have to rhyme
no beat i only speak heat
spit those bars that hits you where you lay your head
spread the wealth or gimme your wallet
i cost to survive am starvin
that ain even half of my troubles this just the beginning
get stunnin
im a boss i cant help it
i was born z man the richest prophet in the game so insane
make you go phsyco mentally strained strange
flocking watch me ball an prey on the lion an zebra
zack got crack like lupall lowest cost outta dem all
got these hoes wishing they could call me
roll call
hott virus spreading like the word of the lord
so respect
keep the tech
like the **** an purple sprite
gotta bottle spittin jack smack
might have a heart attack on the punchline
fine get me some mo an pack it tight
so nice need a smile to feel right
take that *** to space tonight
i might even make her have a baby
world power right here right now
world power so potent never seen before
this **** is new exploration on mars
with my peeps my ****** we smokin angels work
high as **** till death wont give up
sittin here your hiness the righteous
fiend for that work
get yo *** to work
tired of sittin strugglin
dont you blow ya brains
get it together
whats the ******* issue
im tired of this *******
let it end now give in let that **** ride
im so rich i put my money in the sky
real high on a barg in space
you cant see me in and outta orbit
in my transformer
transforming the atmosphere to star dust
an alien more powerful then superman
smarter then lex luther
batman ain got **** on a ****** like me
its ruthless tootheless capital P
P for punishment
strappin the game up to take over the earth
finally everyones eating mane

taking over everything right now
i dont give a **** test me
you need 100k people
that many to even consider disregard my necessites
its necessary if you want to stop it
the magnitude of this grateituness uncompelled
40 percent of your middle class lower class an even upper class citizens you might need to go to the last body
they done been to the bar an nobody give a **** who you are
raise yourself more respectful an have gratitude
BE FAITHFUL
KEEP ON STEPPIN
REPPIN THE BLOCK YOU COME FROM
NO NEED TO **** IN YOUR HOOD
ITS NEGATIVE THINGS IN LIFE THAT GET YOU CAUGHT UP KEEP YOUR VANITY
OBEY SANITY
THEM VOICES ARE CHOICES
LIFE IN HELL
IS FORREAL LOCKED BEHIND A ONE WINDOW CELL
MIND YA BUSINESS
SOMEONE CALLS PICK UP
TAKE CARE HOMIE
SHORTY SAID SHE FLYING BY ONCE A MONTH
ITS BEEN A MONTH I AIN SEEN HER
BUT
I GOT HER ON SPEED DIAL
NOT STRESSIN
3 time state champ
air force one general had 18 thou hours
d land of the free the home of the brave
the air capital of the world
80 year old veteran saluting saluted back
the best feeling in the world
the years i did service i been there had that shipped it
you been waxed taxed an controlled
droppin b'z from the clouds
puff puff the dragon
sleep wake before noon
5 mill a week piece of cake
eating wheaties like scarface
200 MILLION ALBUMS SOLD
200 BILLION VIEWS
100 BILLION PLAYBACKS
SO MANY HOURS AN HOURS PLAYLISTS
BEING WITH YOU IT MAKES ME FEEL ALL BETTER
THE WEATHER HAS ME WEATHERED
TEATHERED INTERTWINED WITH A THEOLIGICAL VEIW FROM THE MINDSET YOU HAVE GIVEN AND PROVEN
WHAT YOU HAVE SHOWN WILL BE KNOWN
TILL EXISTENCE LYE EXTINCT

it ain optional
we be outta deriere faded
swede on my feet velvet on my carpet
silk on my seats leather holding the banger
sit back it ain optional we be ballin outta deriere
crunk tippin 44's  
win'n cash me outside on doin my dope thang
widda dope boyz homie till the end
im grippin grain ridin swerve
when i spin the wheel im home from the ville
im trill till death learn a lesson
pleasure an pain so framed
conspirical snitch
OUTTA STATE OUTTA DATE
NEVER HOME
ALWAYS MISSING
WANTING
NEEDING THAT ***** ON MY ****
IM BENT AN SUSPECT
SHE ******* OTHER MEN
I MIGHT BE WRONG
I STILL AM FAITHFUL
FAITHFUL TILL IM 6 FT UNDA
FROM UNDA THE GAME
I CAME OUT AN SHOOK WITH 3 STRIKES
10 THOUSAND BODIES STARTED FROM 300
ITS A ***** WAY
I GOT THE FAME FROM BEING THE SAME
I AIN CHANGED AN I NEVER WILL
TOGETHER FOREVER
in your name
#zzzzz
woke
Opening minds from my universal lines
Tooken from outta space time
Ya know I'm
Always traveling at light speeds
Indeed since I was a prodigy breed
Fools make it hard for me to breath
But I opened room once I let my nine squeeze
Silently I see my enemies fall asleep reap
What ya sow straight from heavens door
I was destined for war made out poor
First finished last
Last is the first when it comes to thirst
Rich man's dry from all of the material high
Luxury livin can't even see his own sinnin'
Devils is grinning listening
But his soul ain't dwelling
With the poor I'm see em strugglin just for por-ridge **** near empty fridge look what the system did
Barely makin with the kids
Broke off the rich mans bid
As the prices rise I telepath to graph
My natural high in a spritual tie
No lie but it lies
With in the message huh



While the troops grounded for government loot
In the cities they shoot
Intelligence mute give us the boot
But at the same time got chemicals to swoop
Down in my neighborhood there I stood
Once on the block as a child wild
Young n crazy
Thought this world was made for me
But I wasn't ready seen to many
Brothers go to the penitentiary
Along with the eses I could write an essay
I'm going down like mayday say say
Didn't mean to stutter
Ask for help but folks love to shutter
You out they life acting strife
Positioned the knife
So they can back stab ya then leave ya
Bleeding to ya last breath
Opened arms for death
Take a flight of the steps
On the Stairway to heaven
Injured on the fifth
Died on the sixth but resurrected on the seventh
Cardboard-Jones Jan 2020
To everybody strugglin’, this is your song.
When you feel everything about you is so wrong.
And everyone tells you to move on.
So you try to pretend and play along.
It’s a feeling you’re afraid you won’t escape from.
Even more scared of what you might become.
Working so hard to keep it stable,
When there’s so much sitting on your table.
The weight feels so much like you’re not able,
Like you can’t overcome all the labels.
But you’re showing up,
And that’s alright.
So keep showing up,
It’ll be alright.
It’s a long fight.

Now the real you goes into hiding
Because there’s no one you can confide in.
You’re barely speaking up on these issues
Because all the say is “Oh my gosh, here’s a tissue.”
I understand.

Then the morning comes, can’t get out of bed.
Thinking of the day ahead, you’d rather be dead.
You hold it together, feet on the ground
Because you’re one bad moment from a breakdown.
Reminisce back when you could really shine.
But that’s the past tense, these are dark times.
You still face the day
Gotta show the world what you’re made of
‘Cause you know it’s too easy just to give up.
And you’re showing up,
And it’s alright.
And you’re not alone
In this long fight.
Give it a strong fight.
Zee Jan 2022
Talk a lot of ****
But ain't put up with it
'Cause all of your beliefs
Have stained your ******' teeth
Black, brown, and baby green
Strugglin' like a fiend
To get close to god again
Let her wash you of your sin
Merely worship at her feet
Lapping up her sick disease
Claims to save you from microbes
Some colloidal silver for your lobes
Her skin blue and deadly thin
Fist in where life begins
God hole seeping ready pour
They call her mother *****
Switch up the samples,
Giving spoonful, howling wolf yes indeed,
I make the tracks bleed, once the vinyl, gets a touch of the need,
Placed at a steady speed,
See my heart,
Similiar to Apollo Creed, try to live sin free, so i dont curse my own seed,
But it seems since im always in a need,
Theres always room for greed,
But if i stay in the light,
The darkness, will be back to bite,
A tip of my consciousness, to slowly digest,
Whats happening in reality, and in reaity,
Real men dont get they credibility,
Only fakers worshipped, fowl praises to the higher bees,
Its all written in prophecy,
Whats a fool to gain his soul,
Only to lose it all, in a fold,
Never seen a brinks truck, following a casket to graved,
Many more souls need to be saved,
Sometimes i slip off, only to put it back off,
Evil vs good, and vice versa,we just playing the same circa,
Revert back to 1923, now we strugglin' still in 2023,
Peep the presence, i lay my royal presence, heavenly worth,
Extended the scrolls growth,
Now they wanna silence, me cuz they scared of the rebirth,
nvinn fonia Feb 2022
Wherever somebodies strugglin' for a place to stand
For a decent job or a helpin' hand

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