Unjust!
I’m
So use to
This…
I
Just
Adjust
Can’t shake
It like angel dust
cold sweats
On this cold pavement
Onto a cold slab
Unzipped the black bag
Opened
From head to toe
They said that was the best part of the show π²π°πͺπ©
anger
Good old H.R -40
Happy happy positive day everybody!π
Naw fuck all that shit it’s time for A fucking reality check nigga……..
(((WARNING WARNING!!)))
(((THIS WILL BE SAID IN ALL CAPS!))
FUCK ALL THIS BLACK OUT DAY BULLSHIT!
OTHER RACES (NON BLACK)!
MAKEING STATEMENTS AND MEMES THEY SEE BUT NO NOTHING ABOUT!
I APPRECIATE ALL THE LOVE!
SO DONT GET IT FUCKED UP LIKE IM GOING ON A RAMPAGE!
AND EVEN THE BAND WAGON PEOPLE…
(ITS THE NEW HIP THING TO DO….!) TYPE PEOLE!
THATS LOVE TO!
BUT IF YOU REALLY LOVE!
IF YOU REALY WANT TO ACKNOWLEDGE ARE PEOPLES SUFFERING TO THE FULLEST EXTENT.
HELP JOIN A PETITION OR SOME SHIT.
ON GETTING REPERATION FOR THE SINS THAT DIVIDED OUR ANCESTORS FAMILY’S!
DESTROYED OUR BLACK ANCESTORS LIVES AND CULTURE AND SOLD OFF LIKE CATTLE!
FREEDOM FIGHTERS LETS MAKE ITβββββββββββ!
IT DONT MATTER WHAT RACE COLOR OR RELIGIOUS BACK GROWN YOU GOT!
IF YOU BELIEVE IN A GOD AND PRAY!
THEN THATS EVEN MORE OF A PROBLEM IF YOU DONT WANT TO HELP US OUT!
IF YOU CARE ABOUT BLACK LIVES MATTERING!
HELP US TAKE BACK WHAT WE DESERVE!
REPARATIONS FOR OUR BLACK PEOPLE!
TAKE IT HOW YOU WANT!
I DONT DO NONE OF THIS SHIT FOR LIKES AND FOLLOWERS!
OR FOR OTHER MEANS OF WANTING ATTENTION!
THIS IS A MATTER OF TRUE JUSTICE IN ((FROM THE SINS OF AMERICA))
(((BUT UNDER STAND THIS!.
IF YOU SYMPATHIZERS REALLY CARE!
ABOUT THE UNJUST BULLSHIT MY PEOPLE HAVE DELT WITH!
FOR HUNDREDS OF UNTELIVISED YEARS!)))
PLEASE I ASK!
HELP JOIN US TO PASS THE BILL FOR REPORATIONS!!
IF YOU DONT NO WHAT REPARATIONS FOR BLACKS MEAN, GOOGLE IT!
IF BLACK LIVES MATTER TO YOU THEN WAKE UP AND HELP OUT!!
PEACE AND BLESSINGS AND LOVE TO YOU ALL!ββββββββββββββββββββββ
This has been approved by the (negro struggling associations of America)
In association wit (you owned us so you owe us ENT)
If you understand me then share this with friends and enimes!
Devoured Compass
As I sit here.
Burning incense
Hoping.
I don’t burn
This place down.
Burn statistics.
No notice.
I noticed I was
Burning inside.
My burning desire
To finish off what
I started.
No Not that…
He that has burned ashs.
I’m the reincarnation
Of not who I was
In the pastence.
Blasting!
Crashing!
Coarse faces!
Into a blazing
Mistaken glory!
Made a Mess!
Burning some
Of the rest
Of .
The demons.
I possess
A ominous
Posts
Of office.
Offing some on
Switches.
Bulbs blown
Burned out.
I am the sin
You always
Dream about.
How delicious
I am to saints…….
Bitter
Inside out…
I’m inside trying to get out…
Segregated from beautiful things…
I don’t understand…
So how can someone else…
The things people say…
Make me taste like vinegar…
Crack rock Vinyard…
I stand where I can…
When told what to do…
I can’t…
Stubborn….
Funneled favors through gun shot abrasions…
Asking lots of questions…
Lead to dead body’s in there basements…
I don’t put up a fight…
I can’t feel no pain…
To be me…
Alive getting older…
Just watching people you love…
Dissappear like roaches…
When you turn the lights on…
There gone…
Free us…
I want to be…
Be that person that laughs at jokes…
That smiles with high hopes…
That’s nice to….
Voices that quote…
“I care….”
“I love you…”
My days get worst…
You crawl away slowly so I don’t see..
I don’t blame certain people for there weaknesses…
I’m far gone from my route to give a shit…
Unhappy trying to look like I can deal with it…
I wear a mask even when I’m not robbing shit…
“Heathe Ledger!”
Was by far the best joker…
Successfully…
Still killed his self…
To breath…
Till he wasn’t breathing…
Differences…
I feel his pain…
I live it everyday…
I’m to myself…
I still get bother…
By people who think they no my problems…
Intentions good…
I still feel and think a different way…
“Fuck you mean!”
If I could be like them…
Do you think I’d be alone!
Trying to hide myself!
The outside world of myself!
Before eyes sight…
Please don’t look me in them!
For your own wellbeing…
I
don’t
want
to
be
this!
Your hurting not helping…
I’ll walk in front of gun fire…
Type roping…
Just for kicks and knee slapper’s….
If I could fully disconnect myself from my thoughts…
I’d probably be a yes man…
Dancing like the fucking monkey on “Aladdin…”
Racist shit…
“A whole new worldπΆ!”
Walking through the mine fields…
Of sins…
Hoping I can just find that explosion…
Turning my anger and illusions into…
1000 potions of extreme vigour!
I’m just the bitter……..
Picture a young man…
That the elders called 20 years older…
The young old man….
Vacant Lot
Fading
Spiraling
Idling
Bottling
Cracked
Leaking
My
Tolerance
Sulfuric
Violence
Rightful
Entitlement….
“This is my eulogy dedicated to happiness…”
Longitude
Latitude
Attitude
Adding
You
To
A
Pale
Gratitude
Dirt over the casket
Of my gratitude
And attitude
Now Im mad
Insane
Mad at me
Mad at you
So I dug back up
Embodying solitude
Till I
You no what
“overruled…”
“This is my eulogy dedicated to happiness…”
It’s like
They say they understand
I’m me
They them
But they say they understand
To understand me
Is to be me
So you couldn’t understand
Understanding is when you listen
Understood
You never played cards with my hads
Understand…
“This is my eulogy dedicated to happiness…”
Im tired of life
A lie
Life sentenced
To death
Betrayal
Ginger ale
whiskey
Betrayal isn’t history
Betrayal is the Identity
Identintical to love ones
In smiling faces
smiling faces
Of liessss….
“This is my eulogy dedicated to happiness…”
“God bless everybody….”
“God bless the happiest….”
My First Bourbon
Where was I when I was not me?
Running back to a burden…
Nothing left behind in that apartment fire…
I’m so sick of being tired…
The back pains…
Pain pills I’m immune to…
Built up…
Tolerance to not even feel…
No miller grams can heal…
I water the air with past tears…
The ones past down from years…
Breaking head lines in the city…
Bragging about the no love zones…
You will get robbed by your loved ones…
I just want to touch heaven…
Even if I can’t go…
Asking…
The women next to be…
If you leave…
Just don’t take my globe…
That’s all I own in this hell…
loud ass shots ring…
I almost picked up my cell phone…
The next cigarette you go to smoke…
I’m going to put it out on you atoms apple…
I can’t stand your incompetent nicotine…
Something IΒ know you need…
You just need not smoke it around me…
If I die wit you…..
Fuck it!
let me hit that to…
My ruptured blues…
Sugar, spice and the bullshit I got away from!
An associate of mind asked me a question this afternoon.
When I went to handle some business with her brother.
She said…
“I don’t understand why you still single!?”
“You don’t even have kids?”
“You the most realist NxxxA I know!”
I just shrugged my shoulders and said…
“Because I’m no one’s type…”
Then I left out…
So let me explain…
Real…
Not fake or faking…
If I have a problem with an issue…
I say It…
Most women I no…
Are full of hatred…
I understand why…
When you know you got a real guy…
For granted you take him…
I’m surrounded by negativity…
Women that want better…
Then leave with a abusive man…
Who got money…
She wants to do everything herself…
Every once in a while…
We always need somebody’s help…
If you say something…
Something that’s protecting her…
Something from the heart that’s real…
They get defensive…
When shit hits the fan though…
Who you go and get…
Damn…
I’m a man that knows…
Not a man that hoes…
Very keen on thing’s…
Private always…
Never exposing…
We need each other…
You want respect…
Then you go out all night…
Leaving your kids with your mother…
When you get fucked up and drunk…
I’m the one that’s there to help you out…
When I need you for one second…
You get mad and spaz out…
I ain’t got no time for that…
Like that old lady in front that house….
You always accusing me of cheating…
I’m just quiet and to myself…
I come home every night…
And you still got something slick to say out ya mouth…
Not knowing we need each other…
This ain’t a one sided lover…
I love sides of you that no man ever…
Still…
I’m the one that’s all these bad words you told…
What your friends don’t no though…
God always does…
So I’ll stay single with out kids…
Then to be fucked over…
Unloved….
My Attempt To Exempt…. I
“I’m not much of a poet…”
“but I thought I’d give it a try for once so here goes”
Roses are red…
My violets are dead…
I riot inside instead…
A shy protocol I made instead…
It was protocol that I wouldn’t drink alcohol…
Or sniff blow off dirty plates…
Road rage is a problem now or days…
I whore my sun glasses at night so the moon would stop fallowing me…
Stalking me…
Watching my every move…
Or maybe I’m tripping off all those ecstacy pills I consumed…
Honor is rule…
Breaking a broom…
Raiding your room…
Guns drawn on you…
I use to be a great sketch artist…
Pardon…
My exit is comming soon…
My exit is comming soon…
I no you thought this was over. It’s not! Stay in your spot so I can find you in Dover…
A ten leaf clover with unlimited unlucky Fuck it. Brain Freezes like to much ice cream ingested…
Cold teeth told me to hold heat in the summer. Death is something you can’t run from… Like IRS scum dumb dumbs!
Roses are red…
I’m red to…
Lose Ya Mind
Riding in the passenger seat of hell. With no one at the wheel. Snaping on any double black back to back. Loaded up in street caliber. Watch out for that black challenger! Undercovers will damage ya! They will have you upstairs in the mountains. Sitting in a box like new shoes.
Freaky little girl… Take your ass to school! Stop trying to let guys do strange things to you! For some pills and weed. Maybe even a little currency. Do something preductive with your life. Or be stuck in this mocking bird maze of rib cages. I raised them all by myself! To be Powerful, Intelligent, Radical, Unit’s. Don’t ever lose it! You drew first blood. Now you abuse it….
Teaching you the valuables in 100 round drums reaching out to touch. You will get your head poped by scaring the police. If they search the car. Don’t Lie! Be grown enough to take your charge! They might even get your sentence cut for being truthful and honest…. Me! I lost my fucking mind! When I lost him!
I lost my head
in the black clouds
of uncertainty… I
became 2 degrees
Celsius… Pitbull of
a master bloodline…
Master of defence…
Enimies that walked
over my lines… I turned
them into guests till
other wise… Mess that
bond up… Then your home
will be a distant memory
to those… To them…
When I lose my fucking mind!
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