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When I fall you better catch me,
  cause my pains just one more chore,
hear to there I'm out the door,
I look up and no one there.
If you listen might just care.
easy nice is there a Christ?
where's my friends that really knew me?
wheres my friends that never threw me?...
My buddies the ****** the cudis
Nd the all around nuttys,
Keep me safe through out the night watch my boys get down and fight,
always trust I be alright got my ****** close and tite,
get a call for sure we'll ball we're on the roof we're at the mall
these lilttle pretty boy's with there ugly *** hearts
talkin this crap not even one clapp, taahaha :P and there thinkin there slick ,. pshhh
ther'e not even fit nd there lookin like ****, rude ******* madee sick
there words arn't right nd they sound oh so white I'm so down to fight nd show emm whats right like seriously dude I'm a girl nd I'm suren i'd kick assss all they'ed have left is a little ***** classs.
like seriously who tha **** likes an ******* that's stuck the fukk up
excuse me every one my mom just got me these tite *** aeropostale ******* cause i aint got no man junk .
Yeaaa
it's a pain jammed in my *** so Ill just cover it up with bein a big O'l prickk nd sayin I'm better. nd Thinkin i'm bigger .
you're in way but I'm seein yuhr play
that diss you just made just made chu look gay! ;P
like i just said snitch,
Get out nd go figgurrr,
take that crap with ya we don't want yur linger
if ya look backk ***** i'll show you my finger
Stephen Parker Aug 2011
Little Red Riding Hood's Last Stroll

Twas the darkest of nights in the prarie woodland
Little Red Riding Hood walked the raven strand
Her beaten path was strewn with briar and thistle band
Losing her way, she stumbled into the murky lowland
   
A steamy fog cut through the bleary bog
The rancid odor of vaporous springs did the air clog
A venomous frog full of spite sat on a jagged log
Vampire bats with their ebony capes the putrid air did flog

A Hoot owl from overhead bellowed out a dolesome refrain
Sprightly shadows followed forming a loathsome train
Every few seconds, an eery howl filled the air with a portentous strain
Creepy, crawling insects fiddled a tune of disdain

Little Red Riding Hood's heels became mired in the porous, sandy soil
Discarding her sandals, she screeched; slimy leeches clasped each, bleached sole
Thirsty, Vampire bats veered all about seeking her ****** blood to spoil
Frightened to her wits' end, she sat down on a log to weigh her dreary toll

Unbeknownst to her, the spiteful toad for a wary companion did troll
Taking aim, that malicious toad took a gleeful caper landing on her ****** mole
Discharging his vitriolic potion, Little Red Riding Hood screamed as the pain through her blanched tissue did roll
A minute later, her callous mole was transformed into a pusy, seething boil

Leaping from her bartered stool, she ran into the foreboding wood
Her homely cape snagged on an extended limb and from her fragile arm  spilt blood
The whiff of fresh, warm blood was immediately sensed by a wolf pack brood
Hearing the howling pack approaching, she froze right where she stood

Remembering Grandmother's wise advice, she climbed the nearest tree
Not realizing therein lay a poisonous snake perched so sprightly
Arriving on the scene first, the Druid lapped up the trail of blood that gushed from her wound so freely
To placate the menacing brood, she tossed down some of grandmother's crumpets briskly

A second later, the coiled up snake lunged at its helpless target with lightning speed 
Alarmed, Little Red Riding Hood whirled about wrapping around her the flailing snake like a nimble reed
Losing her balance, she fell headlong into the hungry jaws of gluttonous greed
That ravenous brood lapped up the crumpets, diced up the snake, and did the nimble limbs of Little Red Riding Hood knead

A word of caution to every rambling, ambling tite
If ever you venture into the perilous copse at night
Beware of the spiteful vermin that scour and stalk with stealthy might
And never from the beaten trail stray or malicious malcontents will your innocence spite
these lilttle pretty boy's with there ugly *** hearts
talkin this crap not even one clapp, taahaha :P and there thinkin there slick ,. pshhh
ther'e not even fit nd there lookin like ****, rude ******* madee sick
there words arn't right nd they sound oh so white I'm so down to fight nd show emm whats right like seriously dude I'm a girl nd I'm suren i'd kick assss all they'ed have left is a little ***** classs.
like seriously who tha **** likes an ******* that's stuck the fukk up
excuse me every one my mom just got me these tite *** aeropostale ******* cause i aint got no man junk .
Yeaaa
it's a pain jammed in my *** so Ill just cover it up with bein a big O'l prickk nd sayin I'm better. nd Thinkin i'm bigger .
you're in way but I'm seein yuhr play
that diss you just made just made chu look gay! ;P
like i just said snitch,
Get out nd go figgurrr,
take that crap with ya we don't want yur linger
if ya look backk ***** i'll show you my finger
My heart will steal,
my words you'll feal,
right in side you're hope will Heal,
Just get through it,
you can do it,
hold on tite or you'll just lose it.
don't go mad inside just sad?
keep your sane and diss the lame
life's a game so look for fame
help some hearts and get the name
speak lit low and help them know
peace is hear for them to glow
take a walk and feal my talk..
see it played your'e favorit show
led the way with my gold chalk..
forget the bad of past you had,
make new be glad,
   your'e tuff You're Rad,!
that pain that hole
often thaught of takes control
that mess that loss that empty goal,
thinkin back that costly toal,
It's your road And it's your choice,
make some sound to hear your voice,
down the path be strong its bumpy,
hear my song and don't be grumpy,
not alone,
stood felt  like stone,
full rock hard ,
I'm  sure no **** my words sock hard,....
[you had felt it so you delt it,
never grew a heartless clue,
I choose nice for your rude lies,
lookin over in despize,
fought the stress don't need a mess
for caught up in you're knot ties.
statin truth nor fantasize
feel it first before criticize,]

you know your heart has just be grown.
You were tuff when  **** got ruff,
bin there done that know the stuff
as it seams those memory dreams
thew away,
oh day by day,
hears your luck it blew my way,
with your heart
"click heal restart"

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

Jesse   Mckush
Arrywillbeloved2013© copy right protected
joel jokonia Jun 2020
Tite tichitambidza ivavo sando dzavo
Ivavo vatinavo
vek'kukanga kek'tanga
Kukusonera ganda
Ukavapo
Ukak a mbaira uka k ama
Vakakuridzira ukamira..
Pawasasvikira vaikutambidza
Vaikunakidza ka
Ivavo usafe
Wavasvimise misodzi
Dan McGowan Jun 2015
briney merl
incessant swirl
stix tite
smell of salts
yawn a sigh
fear makes you tired
anticipation wired
mind flashes past
appreciate what could not last
a mortal thump
a mental jump
the futures here
enemy near
no time to think, react
you hear the sound of attack
the thing you do without regret
you hope one day to forget
ah to be on a previous page
when youth demanded that i age
This is life sometimes when actions are based on reaction.
Paul Cassano Apr 2015
If you're caught slipping
Slip in through the crack, the clock is ticking
Your shirt is caught sticking, splitting at the seams
It seems admitting to yourself you're done for is unremitting,
But "Forest!" is the only thought on your mind, committing
to escape, licking your lips, limping your hips are killing you
2, 3, 4, picking at your ribs, kissing your fingers to God,
apologize for sinning, it's
living like an Average Joe you're missing the most,
Getting and giving lavish flows, spitting your boasts,
You know you were the best, where did it go?
Not committing,  from pillar to post

Speaking of post I just hit my head off of this pipe fitting,
I kick the ground, hitting and digging a small hole and sit down
****'s bound to not end well, I boiled down 3 ideas to 2,
Do I hide and listen for sounds at a distance?
Jump out and visit my enemies to teach em a lesson?
Or do I find a position to grab for a bat or,
plaster my blood all over the wall, make em think I died with no answer
Give these catchers something to cry for,
Shatter their dreams of killing me for an appe-
tite, I think I'd rather die and become a Casper
I'm only a ******* son - a disaster
No sister or mother, I'm a mustard platter
No shout out to Morgan Brown - or the true mustard master.
De jeunes écoliers avaient pris dans un trou
Un hibou,
Et l'avaient élevé dans la cour du collège.
Un vieux chat, un jeune oison,
Nourris par le portier, étaient en liaison
Avec l'oiseau ; tous trois avaient le privilège
D'aller et de venir par toute la maison.
À force d'être dans la classe,
Ils avaient orné leur esprit,
Savaient par cœur Denys d'Halicarnasse
Et tout ce qu'Hérodote et Tite-Live ont dit.
Un soir, en disputant (des docteurs c'est l'usage),
Ils comparaient entre eux les peuples anciens.
Ma foi, disait le chat, c'est aux égyptiens
Que je donne le prix : c'était un peuple sage,
Un peuple ami des lois, instruit, discret, pieux,
Rempli de respect pour ses dieux ;
Cela seul, à mon gré, lui donne l'avantage.
J'aime mieux les athéniens,
Répondait le hibou : que d'esprit ! Que de grâce !
Et dans les combats quelle audace !
Que d'aimables héros parmi leurs citoyens !
A-t-on jamais plus fait avec moins de moyens ?
Des nations c'est la première.
Parbleu ! Dit l'oison en colère,
Messieurs, je vous trouve plaisants :
Et les romains, que vous en semble ?
Est-il un peuple qui rassemble
Plus de grandeur, de gloire, et de faits éclatants ?
Dans les arts, comme dans la guerre,
Ils ont surpassé vos amis.
Pour moi, ce sont mes favoris ;
Tout doit céder le pas aux vainqueurs de la terre.
Chacun des trois pédants s'obstine en son avis,
Quand un rat, qui de **** entendait la dispute,
Rat savant, qui mangeait des thèmes dans sa hutte,
Leur cria : je vois bien d'où viennent vos débats :
L'Égypte vénérait les chats,
Athènes les hiboux, et Rome, au capitole,
Aux dépens de l'état nourrissait des oisons :
Ainsi notre intérêt est toujours la boussole
Que suivent nos opinions.
Third coast baby rides for hades scabies
Itching in my hand money demands
Demon clans put heads in trash cans
Understand im a man not a foe for dough
Fa sho they don't wanna go blow for blow
Piles of loot piled in the lexus coupe scoup
Up the baddest yellowbones off Yellowstone
Watch frozen pass the ozone zero degrees
Pedigrees deadly wailin' like sounds from teddy
Pendergrass get any girls *** multiple cash
They don't wanna clash as I mop the past
Thoughts is cast you flat on ya *** gun blast
Gone in a flash lightening strikes deep in the nights
Its my organization **** tite way of life
Sticking like a steel knife treated chaos wife
Strife see me whiff out these phonie lives
Double sinning equals double givings
Pistol gripping see the souls lifting shifting
******* outta of my view jamming screws
Bruise crews from boulevard to avenues
Dont claim red or blue but draws blues
Red ya bleed still miss the feds daily bread
Said of prayers mobsters players mayors
Of the street game ******* far from sane
But go in-sane invoking pain switchin' lanes
On the highway of mary jane to crane
My thoughts building no boulders Killin
Me or wrecking me angels beckon me
Every since I walked thru the corridors rapidly
Heavenly doors closed down the pours
Of blessings now I'm stressin' guessin'
Every moves frail modern   day flexin' testin'
Searchin' for a resurrection birth my girth
Been cursed since i found my true worth
Blacks get deserted you heard it
Now dat the Gods is back so they gotta reword it
Corporate interns I burn future millenniums
Kingdoms sitting wise but dumb no wisdom
Words far from fiction breakin' frictions
Establish jurisdiction miss the execution
Commission mad cuz I was ******* swissin'
Courts into pieces no longer fishin' wishin'
I'd fall out but Ill ball out never strike out
Pitches thrown in many forms I harms
Even the most violent storms swarms
Black fist demigod nemisis back to genesis
Perfecting lyrical exorcist so I suggest
Just sit back and catch these sentences
Rap judge color of fudge holding grudge
Back again wise and at large fools accept the charge....
Sa tête fine dans sa main toute petite,

Elle écoute le chant des cascades lointaines,

Et, dans la plainte langoureuse des fontaines,

Perçoit comme un écho béni du nom de Tite.


Elle a fermé ses yeux divins de clématite

Pour bien leur peindre, au coeur des batailles hautaines

Son doux héros, le mieux aimant des capitaines,

Et, Juive, elle se sent au pouvoir d'Aphrodite.


Alors un grand souci la prend d'être amoureuse,

Car dans Rome une loi bannit, barbare, affreuse,

Du trône impérial toute femme étrangère.


Et sous le noir chagrin dont sanglote son âme,

Entre les bras de sa servante la plus chère,

La reine, hélas ! défaille et tendrement se pâme.
Its sheisty, dusty with the screwdriver blood rusty, trust me,
I sit high and mighty,  deposit the agony, for the face of my enemies,
Gun cronies, legacy standing like Shinobi,  sword vengeance, watch em bury,
Burn beats harder, than thai curry, cemetery where all my haters worry,
Golden tut molded mask, break any task, how long will my reign last,
Lay out the groom jazz, hold it down like baby bash, sugar how ya get so fly,
Look at these girls like why,
She looking so good, fit and thick for my morning wood, and who could?
Flex more gold, than tony, pretty skin mahogany, leather coat comfy,
Baggy jeans, in a gangsta lean, stay so fresh and clean, cool but mean,
On these streets I walk, watch my talk, cuz I see the sights of a chicken hawk,
Mark my words, holy like the biblical textures, lay pleasures,
Mindless treasures, tryna sit beyond the skies measures, my mental,
Breaking through any instrumental, and I got clips to fill you,
Thrill you, like my lyrical voodoo, so coco dollar dejavu, see the visual??


Stepped back, kiss my self james brown mack is back, to attack,
So gangsta with no slack, learn the biz and how to make racks,
I stackz, like flapjacks sit your *** in the back, rides of the cadillac,
Somebody always dies, over a shady deal, swivel the pigs, that squeal,
Cant hold a deal, in it for they own meal, I try to keep it real, and still,
Folks wanna test ya will, I been cursed since i took, the earth deal,
Everyday movie reels, lights flashing camera action, partake in fractions,
Separate, the real from fake, miss the early birds at the wake, intake,
Wisdom held on it, since I found my kingdom, aim my cannons,
Last man standing, ain't none out landing, more sticks than me,
Word to dynamite, graze ya eye sight, its **** tite, get cha mind right,
Play boy, long range shots like Roy, I blaze trails, faster than Gail,
Ahh hell, see yosef prevail, over the rich and frail, cast stones at hell,
Will I ever make bail, out of this human shell, only time will tell,
Yo see the early sunrise it's just god eyes
Peepin' to see our everyday living sinning
Since I touched the garden of Eden treadin'
Before my roots got to settle in the soils
Sprouted up like a bean stalk beats chalked
Over my lyrical content bending continents
With no flavor of sentiment though detriment
Use war as in an instrument so they gotta repent
Demonics far from robotic see me flashin' optics
My guns is my sight organization **** tite
Its a way of life cut through strife minus the knife
My bids similiar to a  peppermint spices
cold cut slices who's the
nicest?
On the mic classic as Isis lineage to Osiris
Y'all can't be serious if y'all ain't letting lead bust
See how his head burst three semi autos
Swinging like Jose Conseco rhymes in Fuego
Laying across the rap forests make crevices
Through weak spots cash in on your props
Mobster style since I was as child admired Al
Capone civil engineer a throne all alone
Standing tall like Sitting Bull run a comb through my wools prepare a duel
Who wanna test the goat slash ya throat
Microphone Hippie mack to hoes like Pepi
Skills Pespi crispy with the flavors I rock
Like Chris the flows ludicrous so just
Sit back and blaze a rillo on the track we back
Ten million dollars tracks certified diamond-backs
Ryan O'Leary Dec 2019
Man Friday came running
up to Robinson Crusoe with
a corked glass container.

Kemo Sabe Kemo Sabe, look,
look, I find, I find, paper fish
inside, blue writing on back!

Give me that you dumb **** he
said in a condescending tone to
which Man Friday was accustomed.

Crusoe got the only surviving piece
from his shipwreck, a cork *****
which floated ashore with him.

Man Friday look on, watch worm
wind in stopper, very strange, he
think Crusoe not right in head.

Crusoe say **** out loud, say this
a *******, hand in air stopper
break half stuck inside.

He stick finger, push hard say holy
**** stuck he pull say **** again then
go put in water put between feets, pull.

Man Friday he say, go get rock bring
bring get stupid thing off hand finger
swell like **** he say too tite.

Crusoe hit glass very hard, no brake
tell to me hit, no brake on on sand no
good too soft Crusoe say.

Hold rock Friday he say and swing
hand hit rock brake many peaces
cut finger he say **** 3 thymes.

He pick up paper fish wit blue writing
on back he say What the **** 2 times
and read " Massage In A Brothel "

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