"thumpin" poems
* chorus * Old, broken down...
And feeling like there's nothing left.
chorus There goes another town,
A Dream lost by a theft...
chorus Oh can you see?
Nothing left to stand for!
chorus Can't be all we're gonna be?
One giant end, -a closing door.
chorus What's it gonna be?
You know we've lost it all before!
soft-spoken statement;
"Who's gonna save us now?"
This is what he stands for...
THIS IS WHAT HE STANDS FOR!
This is what he stands for,
This is what he stands for -see-e-e?
chorus
IT'S THE AMERICAN DREAM!
<musical break>
chorus Oh can you see?
Only we can walk through the door!
chorus No one but "We."
No one could ask for more...
chorus World can-not see,
No one could ask more...
chorus No one can be,
No way to ask more, -how?
This is what he stands for.
THIS IS WHAT HE STANDS FOR!
This is what he stands for now,
...stands for now...
This is what he stands for -see-e-e?
chorus
IT'S THE AMERICAN DREAM!
This is what he stands for.
THAT IS WHAT HE STANDS FOR!
This is what he stands for...
THIS IS WHAT HE STANDS FOR!
chorus This is what he stands for,
This is what he stands for -see-e-e?
chorus
IT'S THE AMERICAN DREAM!
soft-spoken statement;
...the American dream...
...when did we lose our dream?
<musical break>
chorus Worked in Michigan,
Lived in Virginia, -Carolina...
chorus Jersey Re-pub-li-can,
BIBLE THUMPIN' AND A CHRISTIAN!
chorus You know it's a sin?
solo verse
To let something special fall down...
<musical changeover>
Why lose another town?
Feeling tired, old and broken down...
Founding Fathers stirring in the ground,
and the media won't make a sound...
We won't lose another town!
chorus 'Cause...
This is what he stands for.
THIS IS WHAT HE STANDS FOR!
This is what he stands for,
This is what he stands for -see-e-e?
yeah, yeah...
chorus
IT'S THE AMERICAN DREAM!
This is what he stands for.
THAT IS WHAT HE STANDS FOR!
This is what he stands for...
THIS IS WHAT HE STANDS FOR!
chorus This is what he stands for,
This is what he stands for -see-e-e?
chorus
IT'S THE AMERICAN DREAM!
chorus all below
This is what he stands for...
THIS IS WHAT HE STANDS FOR!
This is what he stands for,
This is what he stands for -see-e-e?
...yeah...Yeah-eh!
chorus
IT'S THE AMERICAN DREAM!
fade out
...that is what stands for..
...this is what he stands for..
...what he stands for...
...what we're,
all
standing for...
Sep 21, 2016
Sep 21, 2016 at 1:41 AM UTC
Now, I'm here to tell a story
Bout some lessons learned shawty
I got me a tough crew, know what um sayin
We played da diss game, slaydum
Not one a da crew, brought da game shame
First, I dubbed myself Kang
I'm good, true! But didn't mean a thang
Then coughed ma gural Sumpim
She got da club thumpin
Put her own style in da game, bra
We still thuggin? Na!
She first coughed a little gural princess
Kicked in the castle, copped the Queen's dress
Took the crown, made her own success
Her rhymes get the heart pumpim
Much respect to me gural Somthin
Next, little siss picked up the mike
Jumped on the tandem, started peddlin the bike
Shawty's rhymes hit dem in da face
She rhymed like a **** dresses in satin an lace
Mad props out to my siss, Madison grace
I was alone, like a stand a timber
**** Forest on fire with Diein Ember
Laid down rhymes so tight
He'd have my back in any fight
I gotta thank ma boyyy
Gangstan whichu was a flippin joy
Otta nowhere swaggs a tru Gansta chick
Bustin rhymes en droppin dimes like she was Slick Rick
Wedyan be da real trick! Thanks gural slick
Finally, swooped the dark Raven
Rollin on 22's gatz a blazzin
Loyall to da shawtys
Flyin like a bomber on sorties
Droppin posers to der knees
Makin succaass beg, brotha please
To all ya all I got ta tell ya
Would I do it again, hell ya
Um movin on to a new gig
Pull off my crown, plop on a wig
To ya readers out dare got some advice
Giv it a spit, it's Gangsta's Paradise!!!
Jan 23, 2013
Jan 23, 2013 at 10:44 PM UTC
Jazz history teacher scattin about
swing
Now, war on drugs ****
wait, kansas city night clubs
Territorial Deviants howl the blues
dragging themselves bar to bar to jam
Teach has jeans and a black long sleeve
shows off his impressive gut
27th and manhattan, playin for pete
everynight bald head shinin
bass thumpin, saxophone whinin
count bessie, chick webb, rotating stage
Bothersome lesbian
Oct 17, 2011
Oct 17, 2011 at 4:01 PM UTC
It's been a year since I dropped out
Been more than busy, there's no doubt
Didn't mean to step before I left somthin'
That lit your soul on fire and got your hearts pumpin'
I'll lay down words that get the rhythm bumpin'
Don't need music when the words are thumpin'
It's been a year since I dropped out
I'm back y'all so scream and shout
I still got the rhymes that make words hop
And the liguistic skills to make the beats drop
I hit bottom but now I'm back on top
I'm back for writin' and to talk shop
It's been a year since I dropped out
It made the women cry and my boys pout
Don't worry y'all, I'm back to lay em on ya
I missed y'all, especially you Rick, Bex, and Tonya
Though y'all didn't make the list, I'm still fond of ya
I left in a Limo and drove back in a Honda
It's been a year since I dropped out
Been more than busy, there's no doubt
I'm back y'all, so scream and shout
I'll make the women smile and show em all what I'm about
It been a year since I dropped out
Been more than busy' there's no doubt
Aug 19, 2016
Aug 19, 2016 at 7:05 PM UTC
Listen to that big band swing,
Jippin dat doo dattin, with Bing.
Twirl and dancing that vinyl black.
Feelin' the beat through the thumpin' bass crack.
Movin' digits like dancin. Dames.
Tease out that trumpet's pinching twang.
Her dress twirls through the floor,
She.
Spiraling blackhole, spiraling through time net curvatures wormhole.
My ears crash, jazzy spats, of floppin' bop, on the tendrils of brain,
The ooze in my ears feels drunk from the tune,
Music peers to the table cloths wine stain.
She's the toilet water of my music.
Oh that swing.
Oh!
THAT SWING.
I cant help but love that swing like, child's kiss.
Bringing me soft love in lime blues, cross jazz legs,
Spazzing with cigarette drags, dragging my nails through your chest,
Oh that swing, smears me through your dress.
Love child, those legs,
Beauty those pearly notes,
Prickling whites,
Shark teeth scratching the record,
Or just dust.
Slides________________________
Slides the tip of the stylus through divots,
In the pavement street of record.
Missive.
Don't turn that table too slow now.
That swing can't stop.
Oh that big band swing.
Beat that rhythm,
Boys...take it from the top.
Mar 29, 2013
Mar 29, 2013 at 9:55 PM UTC
Planet earth
Was my place of birth
I need worth?
Money fortune and fame
Man i couldnt picture this
Without makin' a name
I wanted to be the black Picasso
With the picture perfect flow
So ya know
The microphone fiend
Aint went no where
And All my spectators n haters
Had to stop n stare
Listenin' to the bass thumpin'
Music n mic is so loud
Movin' the crowd
With my aesthetic poetry
Ricochetin' minds with my lyrical
Content
Once the trigger hits the bars get
More ruthless
Strikin' furious
makin' emcees toothless
Leave em with a strong lisp
Check the total Eclipse
Its temporary darkness mark this
Day and age im the new jack
So im turnin' the page
Backward bringin' real hip hop back
Yo! ,im finna cut deep as a lumberjack
And yea im black
So get ready to attack
Butll be back
For more ******** delivery
NONE could shake thee
Original master of the craft
Send the army n still they couldnt penetrate me
The black rambo of the industry
I had to take and make
My own moves show to you n prove
To ya that im the best at this
Two decades later n hip hops gone
But now im resurrected
The flow is re-connected
Back to nineteen eighty six
Now watch me rough up the mix
Dont look any further this is a stick up
Or hold up just fold up
Cuz ya at a dead end
Dont pretend that you couldn't bend
Your way out of a jam session
Go to the **** for a quick blessin' ya stressin'
Got ya nerves shook from my verbs
Ya mind couldnt take it
So death couldnt fake it
now i know as hit up ya funeral
Payin' my dues to the fallen ones
That tried to intervene between
The jewelry the cars and my life
complex scene
Enticin' green
Cuz of the way i drop them fools
Turnin' mule
On the mic
Cuz im paid in fullllllllllllllll!!!!!
Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 7:18 PM UTC
Things I Hate...
I hate it when you're talking to someone online...and they just go offline w/o saying bye (can you say rude?)
I hate when you bite into a chicken wing...and get that tough vain thing and you throw up in your mouth a little
I hate it when someone tells you they'll call...and they don't
I hate it when you find something on tv FINALLY...and its got five minutes left
I hate it when the bible thumpin, honk if you love
jesus people, decide you need jesus...at 8am
I hate it when you're reading a book you got from a resale store...and the last few pages are torn out
I hate it when you put your heart into something...and its just not good enough
I hate it when you feel alone...yet there are dozens of people all around you
I hate it when you try to help...and it goes unappreciated
I hate it when you dont want help...and someone insists
I hate it when people volunteer you for things...without asking you first
I hate it when you're heart aches...but they dont make a pill for that
I hate it, that i hate so many things...when all i want is to be happy
Nov 30, 2010
Nov 30, 2010 at 6:42 AM UTC
An idea is soon forgotten
A writing is long to pass
Short minded
Otherwise mild tempered
Danger painter
Paint my misconceptions
Responsible failure
Truth brings denial to the falsified rumor
Spoken out of character
Standing tall, But barely standing at all
Stumbling through life's greatest feats
Never to fully understand, A grasp of wisdom
A spark of influence, Shattered concern
Riches & fortune never to come easy
Easy street livin', Begging for breathing
Thumpin' the wastes of inner being
As a hard knocks life wheels and deals
Pimpin' it's struggles, Pushin' through its roughness
Fame may come, Fame may go
Just never stopped here
A shed of a single tear, May stop the world
A moment that shall never be turned back
Apr 28, 2010
Apr 28, 2010 at 6:48 AM UTC
they took my hidey-hole
the ******* ********
rolling up bass
thumpin to the groove
of a blunt rap.
h'rghroth's testament
to summer tours
and turnin up till four.
the land I love
the most
(....well,
maybe not quite that,
but something.)
Jul 18, 2015
Jul 18, 2015 at 9:15 PM UTC
Late one night, I took a path
through woods I did not know.
A quicker way, it was I found
to get me to my home.
Dark that night, without a light,
the woods gave up strange sounds.
The shadows of the trees, they seemed
to move across the ground.
I walked a little faster.
My home I longed to see.
But then I heard an eerie howl,
and run I did indeed.
I bumped into some bushes,
I ran into the trees,
The only thought twas in my head
was pray my feet to flee.
My nerves they were a jumpin'
in trees I was a bumpin.
In my chest my heart was thumpin,
when I fell over somthin.
I lay there just a moment,
when two eyes did I see.
No faster man you'll ever be,
than I that night would be.
On my feet I quickly jumped.
My home I now could see.
Then I reached into my pocket
and I fumbled for the key.
Something from the woods I heard,
what horror can this be.
With key in door, I turn to see
my old dog run up to me.
Jan 7, 2013
Jan 7, 2013 at 2:31 PM UTC
I heard you whispering through the empty door-frame
Seeking sleep from your desired lover, unchanged and the same
the twilight years of life, are they anything like the twilight zone?
Perhaps the alzheimers leads to a quantum close
and
mirrors float like seperated identities, I let the spirit into me
Sentient flow comes with a pill of Gingko biloba
The oval Mandala SWEEPS me up!
Back in the circle of the SANSKIRT gumption
Carved like a pumpkin, that's sumthin if you're thumpin
Loud
Loud
Loud enough.
Nov 5, 2012
Nov 5, 2012 at 12:24 AM UTC
Smoke somethin'
To get yo mind thumpin'
Inhale all of the reality
Full of negativity
**** what they see
I see shades of grey
Everytime i look on tv
Got one of us locked up in cuffs
Or police letting the guns bust
But if we bust back
Betta believe they gone comeback
Times two hard for you
Dodge the ********
As i inhale my thaistick
Reminiscin on a perfect plan
A masterplan they even will be felt in Japan
My imperial aint no joke
So sit the **** down a take notes
And blow some smoke
Travel with me on a fantastic voyage
Escape all the raid and escapades
Hide in the shade
Avoid the sunshine
Cuz all i got is **** on my mind!!!
**** racism the media America's culprit
That loves to quote misprints
Pay attention to the peckin' order
Because you might be next in the slaughter
No confessions no stressin
Just me and family and a few homies
Chillin' overseas havin' smoke sessions
"MAN IM GLAD I ESCAPE THE STATE MILITIA THESE FOOLS IS TRIPPIN'
STRAIGHT LOADING CLIPS IN
READY TO **** AT WILL
THEY SAY FREEDOM IS FREE
BUT THATS A **** LIE
ALL I SEE IS FOOLS DEATH MULTIPLY
STRATEGIZE YA GAME KNOW THY ENEMY
AND THE REST WILL BE MANIFESTED TO YOU STAY TRUE **** THE PHONIES
RELAX TAKE A DEEP AND INHALE
THE **** " BLOWS SMOKE OUT THE NOSE
Aug 24, 2015
Aug 24, 2015 at 6:16 PM UTC
It's that time of year again
The weather changes and things grow
The sun comes out
Washing away the fears of the past
Bringing forth a beautiful future
Smiles of people pass me
Walking down the street full of bliss
The sun on my face and wind in my hair
Not a thing wrong with the world
A kiss from a stranger
A hug from a friend
At this rate
Our world will never end
Music pumpin
Heads thumpin to the beat
Not a care in the world
Oh, it's that time of year again
When the weather changes and life begins
Opening a bright future
The world is beautiful, friends.
Mar 15, 2012
Mar 15, 2012 at 11:08 AM UTC
Slipped into a satin cami
And my best Thang’s boxer drawers
Set my playground slide
For a heavenly ride
Jump on it I am yours
Got my music jammin’
Crank up that thumpin’ bass
I’m ready to groove
Throw down my moves
Come on now make some space
You know you’re **** baby
With my bra on your head and a smile
Take your glasses from you
Just pretend the view
Is ecstasy for a while
Yes I am your crazy lady
You got all this love for free
And I’ll dance for you
Cuz of what you do
For an unfunky girl like me
TL Boehm
© 04/19/06
Feb 11, 2016
Feb 11, 2016 at 1:55 PM UTC
I’m feeling like giving up.
As I sit and gaze into nothin’
I hear my heart thumpin
through the music that’s crumpin
in my ears.
and I’m wishin
for it to all slow down
and stop.
I’m wishing I could
replace my blood with molasses
and then slit my wrist and watch.
Watch as the life drains from my eyes.
Would you believe me if I told you, that wasn’t a lie?
Not an exaggeration
or a tale?
Of course you wouldn’t
because you aren’t me
you don’t have my mind
or the thoughts that creep in.
and with a mouth
that is permanently disconnected
from my mind,
how will I ever get you
to understand
why I am the way I am?
Apr 1, 2020
Apr 1, 2020 at 8:21 PM UTC
Oh you know I keep on runnin
And my heart it can’t stop thumpin
I just can’t stop
We’ve got all of these issues
Baby gets some tissues
I have to say a lot
Forgive me for the blatancy
But I could use some urgency
When I say I miss you
I mean for you to run
Give me your best
I’ll forget the rest
All these days they fly
So tell me why
I lost you a long time ago
You don’t love me like you did
Next to you I feel alone
But our house is still my home
Kiss me like you mean it
Love me I have seen it
When it’s good and it’s good
Now it’s bad so let’s go back
Oct 31, 2018
Oct 31, 2018 at 9:47 AM UTC
All my life it's been a struggle,
Just to give up things that lead to destruction.
Been working on my brain,
Cause that night when I touched you
My lips became a flame but over the years i found the water.
I search by any means that means my life's corrupted not talking bout the fall I'm talking bout the Moutain...I walk when I can't speak I run when I can't hear I slow down for week just to feel my heart thumpin.
Sorry if I breath just making sure if I'm still alive.
Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 11:32 PM UTC
I leave the strong weak
I stop many in their tracks
My presence is contagious
I'll give you a heart attack
Give me an invitation.
Yeah, you can be the host
I'll eat you up from within
Looks like you seen a ghost
Parasitic emotion
Only care if I survive
Surround you with commotion
Hypothalamus joyride
Adrenaline is pumping
Breathe in and out fastpaced
Heart begins a-thumpin'
Muscles staining just in case
I treat many on their deathbed
And some I give a high
Others I make drop dead
So tell me,
What am I?
Jun 26, 2018
Jun 26, 2018 at 12:49 AM UTC
Yeah in Texas we love to swang
Switch through the lanes
While smokin' on Mary jane
It don't matter what ya claim
We spit flames sittin' on 84
Twistin' round and round
And you can hear the bassing sounds
Thumpin' keep the streets jumpin'
Much love to the originator
I'm talkin' the ***** creator
Earl Davis a legend so don't be second guessin'
Or you'll be gettin' a blessin'
Surprise from my Smith n Wesson
Sittin on Vogues 15s or 14s
Gold over chrome in chrono order
My appeal is so real
So ya know all haters feel
Jealousy and envy but it don't bend me
I just chill and let the wind breeze take me
Into another zone I'm game smooth *** baritone
Gets me a bunch girls to bone
Intellects sang
rollin'hard chirpin' on them thangs
Bound to be a sunny day
In that sunshine state
Texas breakin' crates cuz our music rake
From the streets to the jail cells
Makin' revenue with the crew
Black & Hebrew
No time for evil I moved pass that level
These devils wanna see me fall
But will Still continue to ball
Til I'm over the top chillin' in a million dollar loft
Breakin' off proper treat my guns
Like a visa
I'll never leave my chopper at home
Pushin' more domes than the astros
Wrapped around ya mind like a lasso
Live everyday Like my last though
Just a hustler spittin over instrumentals
Rhymes verbal where's the punisher?
Foes soon to be a victims
From tyna still thangs
Still servin' up on them thangs
Dec 22, 2017
Dec 22, 2017 at 5:30 AM UTC
Two dollars for two
Cups of black coffee, bass thumpin,
Saturday morning.
Aug 27, 2016
Aug 27, 2016 at 11:57 AM UTC
Sippin' on that bar I be a superstar looking a far
Beyond the ******** i spit the hardest in the pit
Leave fools guts open now ya smellin' ****
Vultures peckin' ya skin stuck in this body of sin i sip Gin
Then put my **** in a Hen then back to the den
Rollin' a blunt that's bigger than a bat all of my homies pack gats
Rest in peace to the homies that got hit with the Mack
Yeah ****** up times we living in
In the hood you see more fouls than grins
Unless it's money circling drugs dealin' pigs still squealin'
But **** em i never was a role model
I rather push a Lexus 420 fully loaded on throttle
Money is the ambition bass thumpin' as my lyrics shift
In ya brain like a transmission hittin'
All gears in ya brain my intellect is a threat
That J Edgar Hoover couldn't even get cuz I got a gangsta set
No fakers on my team
Roll with with Dons who sip Dom Perignon by the millions can't trust civilians
Or politicians so I make my commission with a circle of decision
Enemies love dissin' but I see em cuz snakes always hissin' cuz
Ya styles edible my flows incredible like the hulk stalk
Talk **** fools get chalked
Walking down the valley of the
Shadow of death Nia with beer under my breath
Still thuggin' twistin' daytonas or better yet swangaz
Got a coat of rhymes sittin' on a hanger in my mind as I shine
Brighter than the sun the luminous one
Kin to Lucifer he's only one begotten son
Huh 6 carbons 6 protons 6 nuetrons
Together I'll form Voltron turn hard rhymers into vagabonds
Overseas stocks n bonds bringing capitol punishment like Big Pun
My bank rolls swole
Watch out for the rats that love cheese that's why I feed em lyrical disease
Once the venom in em
They fold like origami once I sound the Tommy
Hidden' in the breast of my Latin mommie
Who is this?? That's the introduction of death
Makin' bodies rock from right to left the one *****
Mar 23, 2018
Mar 23, 2018 at 8:10 PM UTC
Thoughts are so reckless citizens feckless still
Society got me buggin' but thumpin' doe
If I'm gonna dance let it be in this hell
If we gon' romance, can it just end well
for once it'd be nice to hit it and smile, fill
you up and sip-sip all off of that cup, mo'
drink, drink water in the fountain of your legs
where the youth, youth going, no more shots from the kegs
for me, no more, no more
'ready drank too much- what else is in the store
for the night, is it nice? is it Nike? am I right?
be my wife? Not tonight, but I'mma hit you with dat spice
Yeah let it all go let it all go go
let it all go let it all go go
let it all go let it all go go
let it all go let it all go go
Aug 29, 2017
Aug 29, 2017 at 1:57 PM UTC