A Chefs Thesis

A chefs thesis

Moving hills…
I need some…
Dramamine…
to smooth…
out these bills…..

Inhumane folk tails…
I can be to…
like Pecos Bill…
I’m…
Built to sabatoge…
lives…
That how I feel…….

Live from…
David’s shield…
No weapons formed…
Against me will……..

I might go crazy if I relapse off. The smells of fear on the upper tiers. praying for my enemies. They know not nothing of how I was built. Or how things can get real. Prices up and down like broken digital scales. That’s life so…. Keep it moving or give ’em hell! No obligations! They say we are bad influences. To raise our boys to become men. Well……. How the fuck can they become men? Our world is a Ghetto. Not letting anybody walk in or leave out. Ghettos of the world, slums, beat up stray cats and loose dogs. Survival is what is tought before we could even tie our shoe laces up! I want our people to live free! To breath fair air! To drink water that’s clean. Kick bad habits that plague our broken dreams. It seems to inhabit the planet. To witness to habitats we damage. From see men and women slaughtered! Raped, robbed or tortured!
To all my slums and ghettos in the world! places going to war over territory’s that are there’s. Politics and drugs! Hunger can turn people into gangsters and thugs. The only gangsters we know are the founders, the worst police and crooked judge’s!

Listen!

I don’t give a fuck if you from

Yemen
Eastern Europe,
Sudan ,
Palestine,
Thailand or India,
Uzbekistan, Pakistan, Kazakhstan
All the stans,
small towns in Russia,
Uganda, Nigeria,
Tanzania, Madagascar,
Toronto, Alberta, Newfoundland,
Nunavut territories.
Detroit, Baltimore, chi town,
new York and buffalo,
New Brunswick, southcentral,
watts, Inglewood,
Compton California,
Mexico, Venezuela, Brazil
Haitian or Cuban,
Jamaican
Trinidad & Tobago,
Peru, West Indies, puterico,
South africa, Somalia,
Iraq, Iran, Israel,
Mongolia,
Afghanistan,
Cuba,
Germany,
Southeast D.C,
Virginia,
Miami, Fort Lauderdale, Tampa,
Orlando,
The Turkish,
Indonesia,
The whole world has slums and ghettos! Let us Unite with each other!
For the future of the children, our wellbeing, our families if we have them!
More…
More…
More…

I’m From L. N. G.

“BOULEVARD GO HARD!!”

 

 

Riding pass…

Yelling out of there cars…

 

 

This will be…

Thee last time I’m…

Doing this role call…

 

 

Edgewood!

Midway!

Springdale!

Norfolk!

 

 

They all know who I is…

They all no…

The bizz…

Noooo jokes…

 

 

West forest park!

Fairview!

Grantly!

Garrison!

 

 

Back then…

I was terrible…

 

I was known to…

I played pool…

Alot…

Hit me up on my cellular…

For eight balls…

In the corner of your pockets…

For those corners…

 

 

I was the best…

Every sales fell in line..

For there orders…

 So embarrassing…

 

 

Liberty heights!

Chattam and Carsdale!

Denison!

North Hilton!

 

 

Scrambled boy…

In double O’s…

Ready rock city…

Where fiends…

Panhandled…

Up at the gas stations…

 

 

Callaway!

Arydale!

Wood Haven!

Bonner Road!

 

Night walkers scheme…

Strong arm robbery…

Breaking…

Entering…

 

 

Children…

With automatics…

No safty…

 

 

“Go mode!”

Carlisle Avenue!

Bateman Avenue!

Alton Road!

Piedmont Ave!

Damn brats…

Lord knows…

I love them all…

Girls and boys…

Don’t play with toys……

At the age of 14…

They are into the streets beefs…

Older men…

If you young men…

can live past there 20’s… 

You’ll be on that…

Original gangsta…

Raffled…

 

Gwynn Falls!

Ellamont Street!

Clifton Avenue!

Wallbrook!

 

 

You can get murdered…

For a small fee…

For selling somewhere…

You should not be…

A skimpy bag of grocerys…

 

 

O…

Possibly…

Get your your pockets… emptied…

You’ve been taken…

 

Powhatan!

Hanlon Park!

Allendale!

Chelse Terrace!

 

 

Looking at somebody…

For more then…

The 5 second rule…

Bullets will certainly…

Fly in your direction…

The furnace…

 

 

Fairfax!

Oakfield!

Kathland!

Granada Ave!

 

 

Rest in peace…

To all of my soldiers…

Who won’t be…

Comming back…

 

 

 

Main Ave!

Berwyn ave!

Egerton Rd!

Dorchester!

 

 

Mega hard white…

Brown sugar or that tan…

Broken down…

Into the corners…

Alleyways…

Testers given…

The early morning applause…

 

 

Berrington Rd!

Sequoia Ave!

Belle ave!

Borman!

 

 

Kidnapped…

Tormented…

Tortured…

Ransomed off…

Over white squares of…

Numbing soft…

 

Where…

Those young bucks…

Steal bikes…

Throwing rocks…

At mormons…

 

Off porches…

 

 

West Cold Spring!

Oakford Ave!

Ridgewood!

Fern hills!

 

 

Shoot outs…

Bad deals…

Bad pills…

High heels…

That wave hello…

 

 

Broad day…

Police…

The Dt’s…

Shaking up pepper spray…

 

 

Ex pills…

Percocet prescriptions…

Xanax bars…

Unpaid bills…

 

Penhurst Ave!

Eldorado Ave!

Belvieu!

West belvedere!

 

Don’t trust no one here…

Most girls around…

Are everybody’s girlfriend…

 

 

Bad…

Hearts…

Vicious Fights…

Plegue break…

Out…

Between boys…

Men…

When they find out…

Who she’s been sleeping…

With…

 

 

Intercourse…

With both…

No remorse…

She just smurks…

 

Face..

To whoever lost that fight…

He’s comming right back…

 

Wild wild west shit…

 

Rite back there…

 

 

Groveland!

Dolefield!

Elderon!

Wabash!

White oak!

Crestfield!

Yosemite!

Copley Rd!

 

Love does not exist…

At all…

 

Traffic stops unlawful…

Hand cuffs to tight…

Wrist bleeding…

Leaving permanent scars…

 

Rats can’t come back…

Thee..

Tattle tails get brutalized…

 

Wolcott Ave!

Westchester!

Miami Place!

Fordney Lane!

 

 

Hot…

 

 

Abusive relationships…

Left both…

Men..

Women..

Dead…

 

 

Long ride downtown…

Homicide building…

You better run…

Board a plane…

Something…

 

 

Grown men…

 

Well..

We had more heart then them…

As children…

 

 

Bullets flying like…

“Jiu jitsu” kicks…

 

 

Little girls..

So sassy…

With there little hands…

On there hips…

 

 

Young boys…

8 years old…

Carrying condoms…

 

 

On the corners…

Loose cigarettes…

Marijuana out on the strip…

 

“A yo”

“Holla at shorrty!”

“He got that diesel out yalll!”

 

“Big dimes!”

“Big dimes!”

 

Ain’t no picnicking…

Ain’t no romancing…

No slow dancing…

 

 

First dates mean…

Motel recipt…

Credit or cash…

 

Bring your home girl to….

 

 

 

Library’s…

No books read…

The kids take advantage…

Are only there…

Of the free WiFi …

 

 

Facebook-en-off…

Perverted…

Instagram picks…

Ass…

Tits…

 

Narcotics detectives can…

Hit the block so quick…

You’d have to…

 

“Holllldddd What you got!”

Or swollow those those things…

If they catch you…

They’ll beat you bloody…

Yelling out…

Saying things like….

 

“Open your fucking mouth!”

“Raise up your fucking tungue!”

“You little bitch!”

 

 

About…

Let’s see…

50 Dirt bikes flying through the streets…

 

 

Tinted windows…

On vehicles…

Car…

Caravans…

 

Creeping slowly down the one way street…

 

 

Deviously…

 

 

Go Grab your heat…

Out of the stash…

Or lay…

On your ass…

 

 

Pistols…

Russian assult rifles…

Pokers out…

Swung from tall grass…

Vaccent houses…

 

 

223’s…

Hollow points…

Teflon chest protecting…

Now Its war…

 

 

Midnight Half gallons…

“Jack Daniels…”

Warm whiskey…

On cold mysteries…

You feel pissy…

 

 

All night party…

On the block…

Clocked in…

trap hours…

 

 “What hood you from!?”

“Throw your sets up higher!”

No shook replies……..

 

“I’M FROM L.N.G!”

 

 

 

Calenders

The agitated poet…

Non educated…

Non poet…

Raw introverted…

Dont talk to me…

A kid kidnapped…

Ransomed….

No one paid for me…

The mark of the beast…

Marking these corners…

The streets…

All over in repeat…

Same fractured faces…

Occasional buck fiftys…

My little scared angels…

Strung out on sex addiction…

Reminiscing the day…

That she was innocent…

Till one night…

Truamatic experience…

The loss of better words…

To say like…

Hi or hey…

Transitions in to…

I hope you choke…

Then die today…

All I hear are…

 

“I have facts!”

Or…

“These are the facts!”

 

When facts do not mean shit…

If you have not experienced it…

 

 

Big deal…

I do not trust them…

They try to….

Water down what…

We are accustomed…

No miss conceptions…

Breast fed black kids…

The outside the house lessons…

 

 

“1# Never look a cop in the eyes…”

“He or she will automatically think your up to something…”

This is one of the top 10…

Growing up commandments…

Damn shame…

 

 

For money…

We will do enything…

When your have less…

You will do enything…

Living life on heavens escalator stairs…

Planning death…

To escape what’s left…

Apon breath or breathing…

 

 

 

 

 

Desolation

“Understand that I’m a man that’s been through to much to give a fuck…..”

 

Bang!

Bang!

Melted the cotton on his t-shirt…

Hole so big you could grow a small tree out of his Chest…

A messs…

 

The retaliation was to loud!

That the police didn’t even come till the next day…

Everyone was out side like…

It didn’t happen…

Children playing and laughing…

 

While body’s and half shells lay in the street…

Patty cake…

Patty cake…

Double dutch ropes…

Tag!

 

Your it…

little girls wearing make up and mini skirts…

Little boys trying to play with them…

Parents are God knows where…

Braided hair and condoms filled with hard heroin…

 

Diaper bags filled with pure cocain…

Hand gun violations…

Shoving shells in your pasta…

Spaghetti sause leaks down into the gutters…

I wanna go home!

 

Singing the insane insomnia games…

Turning brains unfunctional…

Muder murder murder…

Kill kill kill…

The voices are so fucking real!

 

Stepped on shoes by mistake…

His apologies got him killed…

I’ll just try to forget by…

Drinking and popping pills…

Ecstasy or pain killers…

 

On the way to the dealers…

Shipped……..

 

 

 

Foe Dollaz

I won’t make another post until this post is spoke on and acknowledged. I swear and I will keep updating this until bubble world’s get popped…

Give opinions and ask questions…

You don’t have to like it…

this is not about race or racism towards enyone… this is just a reminder that we should have a independents day and a Memorial day for our ancestors struggles and up rising of the forgotten people……

 

 

 

 

 

Horse tranquilizer…

Sleep man sleep…

 

Cocain and heroin…

Is the adapter to these streets…

 

It’s no good…

It ain’t sweet…

 

But that’s what we slang…

So we can eat…

 

Foe wings and fries…

Foe wings and fries…

 

That’s all we eat…

That’s the closest food spot…

 

Left…

To rot…

 

Snap chat your pistol…

There is a new way to rob…

 

Touch hands with blood money…

Is the only way she will stay…

 

The truth will be spoke…

Most lies even make sence…

 

Things you may see as dangerous…

To us is a walk in a park…

 

Most cases are dropped…

from plea deals that weren’t smart…

 

If you would have took it to trial…

There was a 50 percent chance…

 

You would have lost…

The system knows…

 

We don’t have money to afford a good layer…

So they set us up to be talkers…

 

Eather way your dead…

Another black guy with a bullet to the head…

 

I’m going to say things…

That shouldn’t be said…

 

How many school shooters have you seen that are black wit wull hair…

Google and twitter that….

 

GOOGLE AND TWITTER THAT!

GOOGLE AND TWITTER THAT!

 

If we kill over anything…

It’s either money or disrespect…

 

He smacked my girls ass…

When she was walking to the corner store…

 

The aftermath was him removing…

That man out his shoes with the intricate tek…

 

Or he tried to play me out of the…

Hundred dollars he owed me…

 

Knowing he got to eat…

Being hungry can make a person…

 

Kill for absolutely no reason…

but we were put in a situation…

 

A situation where we can’t breath in…

So I save my last Foe dollaz…

 

And give the almighty my application…

 

 

 

 

Just Look At The Recorder And Smile

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Cursed, cursed out…

Even standing in public…

Listening to republicans…

 

HoRRaYYY!

For the new crock pot…

Coca residues at the bottom…

Of the water…

 

The kitchen walls…

Matter fact…

The whole place…

Has traces of mold…

Even the bread…

 

Feel the death…

Through spring water…

They lied about…

The E. coli…

Surfacing…

In our city…

 

Only we…

Are dieing…

It’s never in…

There houses…

Fuck it…

 

Babies left…

In wash buckets…

Forgotten…

Crying…

For mothers milk…

 

Poor baby…

Hear the Ravens…

As they scatter…

From him…

Yelling at the…

lady…

 

WHAT THE FUCK WHERE YOU THINKING!!!

 

Sylphine subtitles…

I…

Want my money…

Back…

 

Alligator shoes type…

Drug sales…

It’s all fine…

Till the feds rush in…

 

“Yo!”

“Sombody told!”

 

You…

Told on yourself…

“Dumbass!”

You gotta love it…

Smile…

Giving Out Testers

post #1

 

Relapsed off…

 

Boxing fist…

Blood…

Teeth marks…

On my knuckles…

Skin…

Broken…

Treaty…

Bare brick hitting fights…

Attached to…

Nothing logical…

Manifesting out come…

Pop!

Who ever goes to the weasel…

Leaking drano!

Five fingers missing…

No discount!

 

 

Forever A Product

For the love of thug…

Rose’s in dust lay on 90s murder caskets…

You got yours at home…

I got mine on me…

Late night can disconnect your phone cord…

White bones of more…

My angels never die…

 

Exposure of the fog…

Left bodies next to house parties…

That’s why I never go…

If I don’t feel safe there…

What’s the point…

 

Ripped holes in chests, but on time for school…

So delivered from hunger games…

Robbed the pizza man for food…

“You can keep your money and car…”

“Sorry…”

 

Matte black liver…

With kidney stones to match…

Don’t pull away from me…

Ride your bike out front…

Lost track of the calendar…

 

The woods never told…

I cried so much…

I created a mud slide…

On the back of my shirt…

R.I.P time…

 

frenzy time…

Every wolf on deck…

10,000 for the sent…

Leave that twig with out breath…

My glass cup is still full of no regret…

Cut Mental

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“the only place where true artist are expected.”👍

 

 

 

Walking through a dark hallway…

“We call them Cuts.”

Through second hand crack smoke…

Shell casings…

Used heroin needles…

The ally was one way in…

If you weren’t known to be a familiar face…

There was noway out for you…

Seriously!

Day cracked in one dice game…

Even if you won…

You still had a price to pay…

My advice!

 

Pay the price…

Or stand up!

Inventing a new renagade regime!

Ran off…

Awol with eight balls…

Bad luck…

He was found in a dumpster with no arms…

Hot summer magets and horse flies…

Add that one to your cold case files…

Brain Damage

“Hi Everbody! How are you all doing! Its 10pm over here, but I hope everyone is good!”

 

“Now I’m going in!”

 

No pain no gain…

Brought the pain…

Gave ’em pain…

Won’t explain…

12 o,clock Boyz…

Heating up with boiling water on the stove. Pyrex love latex gloves for the freezing Temps outside. It’s so cold in the hallway! Ice cold like Norway. Van parked outside with the ignition broken hoping the police don’t raid the spot by closed in.

12 o,clock boyz…

Loaded Glock boyz… Raid ya spot boyz… Shot by cops… So they shot back boys! Elagent Bomber Jacks like 1998 all over again. Extra magazines taped around waist just Incase there is a long day. Back when Big Wale got shot on the hill. He told the abulances… “Get the fuck out of here” Living legend, bledgen buy life’s lessons left With one eye…

12 o,clock boys…

Always on time when everyone’s pockets are lonely lent balls swirling. Long John’s with sweat pants over them. Ribs touching ready to rob everything. Refrigerator broken making loud sounds. Only food in it. A pack of menthol cigarettes. Nobody I no wants to ever rob enyone or enything…

Survival of the mentally unfit…

Living life really like everyday is your last…

Gunz out for ruthless travelers…

It could be your last…

So and So got shot in the chest 8 times.

He died with his eyes wide…

The smell of gun lubricant…

Is something you’ll never understand…

This to be nostalgia…

16 teen was the day he lost his mind…

Done…