Waking early in the morning and stepping out to see
The sun rise to begin, the day so beautifully
The sky was free of clouds and red off to the east
Dark blue toward the west. For my sleepy eyes a feast.
"Oh a flock of little birds flying overhead."
I couldn't help but watch them, so I tilted back my head.
Flying with great skill right over top of me.
I couldn't help but ponder "How wonderouse a thing to be."
And looking up to watch them, their beauty made me sigh
But then one bird, dropped a terd, right into my eye
It burned like a red hot poker, my eyeball was ablaze
I let out a painful cry and wiped it from my face
I tried to open my eye but the burning was too great
And now those little frikin' birds, I really began to hate
I swore to get revenge on that nasty little bird
That had the gall to bullseye me with it's frikin' terd
So I went to a store and purchased me a gun
A semi auto twelve gage, that should get 'er done
I purchased fifty shells each one filled with bird shot.
And hoped to **** that little bird and watch it's body rot.
So later in the evening of that very day
With a patch over my eye to keep the pain away
I formed the perfect plan to get my sweet revenge
And blow away that flying band in a ****** killing binge
I got up extra early and went outside and stayed
Very quiet so as not to ruin my vengful killing raid.
And just as I had hoped, like yesterday at this time.
"Here they come!" I thought with glee "Vengence will be mine!"
And just as they did yesterday, they flew right over head
And I chuckled to myself, "That sucker's gonna be dead!"
And as they came within my range, anticipation grew dire
Jumping up, I started yelling, and with my gun opened fire
"DIE YOU LITTLE TERD DROPPER!" Insanely I exclaimed
BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! seven lives I quickly claimed
BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! I Fired and more did fall
I looked again, and checking, I saw I'd killed them all.
And as I stood there looking at the little birds I'd killed
I asked myself, "Was it worth it? Was my revenge fulfilled?"
And as I contemplated these feelings that I had
A certain guilt came over me and I started to get sad.
But suddenly, in my eye, there was an awful burn
And I then knew I was right to **** them in return.

What in the world is wrong with me?
Writing poems about gross stuff I see.
Like ***** matter and old underwear
Is there something odd up there?
Poems all about maggoty dog poo,
Popping pimples and what else did I do?
I wrote a poem about a piece of ****
And a guy blowing boogars in his soup
One about a pickled pig in a jar
Do I think this will make me a star?
About a guy who was stuck on a bus
Who had an accident and there was a fuss
I also wrote one about my pet cat
With tinsel in her ****. What's up with that?
I also have a poem about picking everything
from teeth to **** and finger licking
I wrote about an autopsy that happens when your dead
Is there a short circuit inside of my head?
You know I had to write about farting gas
And what happens when something else you pass.
And about a guy killing a bunch of birds
Just because one, in his eye, dropped a terd
About inflamed hemroids and rotten, spoiled meat
And a terd eating dog. That's not neat!
One about a boy not bathing for a month
I wonder if that wasn't my millionth.
I even have one about digging up old poo
And one about changing diapers. Oh eww!
I'm sure that soon there will be more to come
With the way my brain works and where I'm from
So 'til then I think I'll end this tirade
And hope you'll read the next mess made.

My neighbor's dog is very strange
I just wonder if it is deranged
He takes a dump and then gobbles it up
What the heck is wrong with the pup?
It's the weirdest thing I've ever seen
And quite nauseating in the extreme
I recycle some stuff, but good grief!
This is a bit beyond my belief!
How does my neighbor really not know?
Just take a look out your window!
He must not know it though because
He let's the dog lick him without pause.
Maybe the dog has a sick sense of humor,
Or maybe he just has a massive brain tumor.
How can you not tell after you're licked?
The very thought of it is making me sick!
Doesn't his breath smell just a bit bad?
Doesn't it smell like **** just a tad?
I guess he saves alot on food.
But holy crap! C'mon dude!
Be alert and watch that pup!
Eating it's terds! He gobbles them up!
The dog needs time with Doctor Phil.
Or at least be put on some kind of a pill.
I'd tell the dude but I'll not be the one
To tell someone such news. Not even for fun.
So I'll let life go on and simply concede
It's just the way that dog likes to feed
But if I go over and visit him there
Of his dog's kisses, I think I'll beware!

This morning I had to go ***** so bad
I squeezed and I pushed with all that I had
And after what seemed like a great battle
I heard a ker-plunk from what I did straddle
The mighty splash that this thing made
To have a look, my curiosity bade
So up I did rise slowly and sure
So as not to drop any poo onto the floor
I looked into the bowl not believing my eyes
This terd was of a most bodacious size
The cause of the strain was now easy to see
I new then not what I had set free
It leaned upright on the side of the bowl
Like it was in a jacuzi relaxed and whole
As I looked at it again in utter disbelief
I knew I had to flush away my relief
But when I pushed the handle on the toilet I found
All the **** did is spin round and round
Like a wooden stick in water being stirred
I was amazed at the stiffness of this ****
When the flush was done I looked with disdain
The **** was still there and left not even a stain
I flushed again with greater resolve
And the **** broke in half as it did revolve
But then as it started to finally go down
Something then happened that made me frown
It got stuck and clogged up the hole
I watched in horror as water filled the bowl
It plugged the toiled up tight like a cork
And now I wished I'd chopped it up with a fork
I grabbed the plunger from off of the floor
And plunged real hard, for my toiled to restore
But though I plunged with all of my might
It seemed that the **** was winning this fight
After several minutes the water went down
But only at a trickle as again I did frown
So along I did move from plan A to plan B
I'd show this **** who's the boss, not it, but me
So with hot water, a bucket I did fill
And dumped it in so it could swallow that pill
After twenty buckets, the **** did give way
And I was able to flush. Hip-Hip-Hooray!

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Yo yosef shall prevail, my lyrics even froze up hell,
Listen to the real, third eyes i frail,
Only to the knowledge,
I keeps it real,
Soulful samples, you can feel,
I make magic ****,
Like Copperfield, take shots at me, only to reflect off of me,
These haters,
At best demoniators, im the numerator, cash capers,
Make girls catch the vapors,
Its like the temptations,
Nineteen sixty four, my girl its my world,
Let the ball of confusion swirl,
Off my finger tips, see how many can hit with the hallow tips,
Catchin' a death grip from the words, off my lip,
Ya know i keeps a fat spliff, like Eazy, to Bone thugs and harmony,
Say yall harmonizin',
But just fantazin, let my vocals to the anayzlin, suckas aint wise and,
Kin to Solomon,
Many wives lived many lives, through ****** ******* and fies,
As time flys, and the many pies,
That baked in rhe oven, tryna up my grubbin', minus the lovin,
Listen well, the stories never fail,
Yo yosef will always prevail,





Pre-ignite the pyrex, my flows tighter than latex,
Say yall aint feelin' this so next,
Off the hit list, try to throw in ya diss, and I'll just take a ****,
Off the Hennessy i kissed, dismissed, the critics,
Spittin' gimmicks and mimics,
Dont even add up,
As i lay low in the cut, all my real brothers know what's up,
Its all love, caught the flash from up above,
Yo it be god's son, racking in the doves,
Clear the tears off they eyes, now Prince gave me the wise,
Now im the master, making slaves what a disaster,
To the record companies, tryna **** me after,
I turn into Iceberg, **** throwing up the bird, and what ya heard,
My soul blacker than a terd,
And slicks gettin' serves,
Fools shootin' but aint gotta lotta nervs,
I must be absurd, cuz i take blunts stash with mad herbs,
Blue lily power my devour, rhymes off the top every hour,
Dont need a rehearsal, **** going commercial, make my own expos,
Shut down the doors,
Im ******* like Rae and Ghost mixtape surfacin' the shore,
Continue gettin' mail, make ya melons swell, time movin' like a snail,
My styles never stale,
I told y'all well, listen Yosef shall prevail,




Music ya can ride by, dont let them haters slide by,
I give em, something shocking,
Electrify,
Decalcify ya soul, im old school like rock and roll,
Gangsta of Love, Chuck Berry Stroll, front page articles,
Im in ya face so,
They hand me, two out of five mics, **** em i know i blessed it right,
They put me in the top last, blast
That's okay, we still millionaires,
Without the flash,
I put em cask, from the words ya won't heal no time fast,
As i take another **** Buddha, with my hand on my girls ******,
Who the sharpshooter,
Without the practice, my lyrics soak up ya soul like a cactus,
Who could out mack this,
Yo when my bullet splits, it no shell, i wont fail,
Yo big Yosef shall prevail

Wake up, everyday I think of wayz to cake up, love a **** mutt,
Control the gut, never waste my nut, in a ****, yo what the ****,
Is going on, sounds of the ****, rip through each n every song,
Yo, I been destined for greatness, right, loves to be wrong,
Gorgeous flows, jewelery drippin, like my cinnamon tippin, chipped in, check the luxurious pimpin'
Never simpin, gangsta mack, hold that, back to three mill stacks,
Watch my back, cuz friends quick to get you cracked, no lack,
Stay with the Gods, play against odds, crawl through the fog,
Smog, smells good, got my girl riding my mourning wood,
Mighty stealthy, combat mind state wealthy, clean the filthy,
Dark knight genesis, bane yoked design, conquer the innocent,
Baggy denizens, split liquor with my blood citizens, then again,
Miss the pen state, yep, back on the streets, flooding with sin,
Cant help it, product of a failed society, hate eyeing me,
Buying me, time to focus on ecstasy, next to me, bottle of henny,
White with the beanie, sun kiss, by the darkness, hawk this,
Early bird gets the worm, **** what ya heard, dont be absurd,
Before ya body be, floating like a terd, sheeps dont get heard,
Only herd, to the slaughter house, I brought a house, quarter mil,
Chill in the high hills, of Brazil, no deal, pass the steels,
To a better, greater activator, body burn, from the cremator,
Executioner, spiritual foreigner, lost in the false world, hells pearls,
Still gleaming our girls, fire up the woods, mis over understood,
Welcome to black hollyhood, venus fly trap, gotta watch my cap,
Salariez flying high, I might seal up the sky, dont ask why,
A ***** like me, living comfy, joy of a **** Bumpy, johnsons,
Tote the Bronson, steel man im so real, cool as a bladeless fan,
Got a gang of fans, in demand, high head, plans making jams,
Something for ya mind, to groove to, invoke you, through spiritual,
Apollo kid,look at the moon, sixty nine, ways to quote a gaze,
Amazed by the starship,of rhymes I took time, to define a sign,
Virgo star, was born, calm when I'm near the eyes of the storm,
Verge of war, from Jan to December, yo I remember, the true ender,
Identify myself as pure, got da wolverine cure, cant bruise me,
Out do me, ya bout as lost as ******, doo pitching woos,
Only to the cuties who, ready to be sanctified, and amplified,
Then crucified, from the mental pair of eyes, soon you'll realize,
This ain't a disguise, hang with wise guys, analyze ya third eye,
Creating a sty, dont look at me shy, I'm B I G,
so I've been ready to die,

Htown home of the slowed stay swangin' vogue's
Pokin' elbows  you know how it goes flows
On and on like the song smoke owls to Swishers
Dialect the snake hisser Texas richer fill a pitcher
Leaned out see what I'm talking about ranging clout
See the south rising everyday no disguising
Yellow stones rocking yellow stones on my own
No clones in my zone throw out the bones phone
By the baddest yellow bones watch the chrome
Spinning from Tre to the heart of the Astrodome
Alone I'm getting my ride on hitting the woss ness
It's a mess see they scared to jump out at Texas
We forever reckless ghetto boy free Mr McCoy
No void oh boy I'm rocking Cortez with the corduroy
Golfers uniform no gang affiliate but pockets is thick
Watch ya mouth or be ready to face off with the click
******* up I'm so flowed dressed in gold fold
A haters bluffer cards welcome to hoods backyard
Drug moving like a aided St Bernard  stay hard sward
Tre stay flippin' away from brothaz of colors to esses
We don't play so stay away from the h *** guns slay
Another body caught slipping today 48 hours later
Beat the case another Ben's face courts is laced
Leave an untraced pace ****** scene glitter gleams
Still watching the rims circling but can't catch a sting


Paved the roads with ***** murals holding mirrors
Images of myself watch my health stay in stealth
Oh yeah they can't catch me slippin' chrome dippin'
Watch the blades chop as I hit the brake stops
Still moving smoothin' peanut butter stutter
Haters from the utters feel the depths of a gutta
Brother no other coming down with the chirping sound
Not the birds **** what ya heard suckas is terd
Tryna go against the wood grain nerd scurred
Of my wrecking southsider still flexing mad checking
What up to that 3-6 still in the mix back on my thang
Smoke Jane miss the caine game chain gang
See all the homies swang as the trunks bang
15's or better under the weather to haters try to endeavor
Waving like flows of Mayweather go gettah
Cheddar B K A mozzarella a funky fella rhyme dealer
Fill tha souls of the south so suckas watch ya mouf
For ya catch a snub nose snout giving ya foot gout
Hold up as I swole up beats finna chop ya up
Still leaning off a switch PAT lit it up now my cup
Runneth up from my haters now meet Mr Terminator
Black Saga continues ******* up news clues
Left for the blues we finna blow the fuse
Burn this muthafucka down word to James Brown
Funky drummer smoke sticks with some chicks
Check the rim that licks up the sunshine my mind
Still flossin' dimes over penny thoughts caught
My attention rims jackin' Shaquille O'Neal suspension