“My number 1 favorite soul song solid!!”
My song…
Peace and soul…
You feel the beat…
Like the sun on your back…
No sun screen…
For art thou melonin…
Crazy talk…
Fixed into lady earth…
Damn you looking good in that sun dress baby…
Fell from one heaven…
Two eleven…
You choose to move into my blessings…
Bragging to myself…
I couldn’t help it…
The wealth is…
In the eyes of…
All elements…
List to this solid…
Beat…
It’ll tell ya…
All you women and fellas…
Tunes from Omega…
“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!”
“First and foremost..”
“Free El Chapo!”
When I was younger. I sold my soul for a can of beans. I was given something different.
Edible…
Yet, filling…
Is winning equal to a good feelings… I’m still healing… The shark tank cracked open… Exposing my true fealings…
“First and foremost..”
“Free El Chapo!”
Brain scrambled… In this everyday battle… I want what you got… I must be patient to have it… Lost marbles! Camouflaged in smiles!
Then pow!
Right in the kisser!
“First and foremost…”
“Free El Chapo!”
I’ve created my own lane… Burning hands on hot stoves… Lit cigarettes put out on my legs… When a ten year old…
Me…
Getting older…
Loading Ivory in to weak soldiers… I let them all have it… I’m still dead from… Thee somethings so tragic…
Poof…
No prof…
I learned magic… Banned from heaven… Kain in leather…
“First and foremost..”
“Free El Chapo!”
Six in the morning… Your oil refinery is mine indeed… If you want it back… Go get some heat… Then take it back from me… Flames scorching those rats…
Pack sun screen…
If you send someone back…
“First and foremost..”
“Free El Chapo!”
Far from a saint… Far from patriotism… Blood is my brother… Don’t fuck with my sistas… You would rather catch syphilis… Then to pull up on this death penalty system… Snakes that don’t hiss…
I bite…
I don’t break…
This ain’t my country… This was a bad mistake… Creative speach… Is to listen then speak… Egg shells I will never creep… Shell casing I will leave…
“First and foremost..”
“Free El Chapo!”
American secret……….
Once again
6am
Teeth clenched
Her pillow
Hand soft
Willow
I’m the hard
Principle
Inserted
Tensed
Relaxes musculs
Tough root
I’m not pulling out
6 am
Squirms
Short screams
Even squeaks
My name
In initials
Natures promise
Wet search warrant
I’m comming
In There
Regardless
6 am
From the bed
To the head
Spin cycle
Spits
Sounds like
Something
Jumping out
The water
Behind the
Tunnel
I think I’m lost
In
You lost yourself
At 6am
“Nothing or no one will ever stop me or hold me back from my mind!”
When I feel love…
I give love…
You can speak love….
If the…
Actions repeated break you…
That’s bleak love…
I use to seek love…
I wanted love…
I don’t need your love…
Or a statement…
I hope I make sense…
If I don’t…
Then stop reading please…
You need treatment please…
Pretend that…
That’s how you feed it please…
The understanding of another…
Not understood…
Yet the mind thinks you…
Understand it is…
You don’t understand at all…
Getting to no one…
Is getting to no ones…
No one’s really getting to know him…
More hurting…
On top of hurting…
Trying to hold on…
My migraines can’t hold it…
Grip is loose…
As the intellectual bull tosses…
Self-centered…
Narcissism…
Understanding that’s not your…
Subconscious speaking…
Words are soppose to be…
Thought then formed you see…
I don’t believe in friendship…
Eather your family or…
An associate to me…
That can be a hard subject to see…
If you listen to ones heart…
Instead of what you think is right…
Then you will finnaly see…
Why I trust nobody…
“I will never be silenced from my heart to create speach…”
That’s not a quote…
That’s something that lives…
Hearing the same things…
You can start to believe that shit…
To be on someone’s good side…
Don’t ever force them…
To open ears…
Around the world…
Listen first if you want it………….
I was….
Naw I’m just fucking around…
I’m done with this……………….
Rusted mind…
With a IQ high…
Swerving over lines…
Like a drunken fool…
Morgue dipping skinny…
Ignoring them organs playing…
Sewing the music back up…
No back up dancers…
Back away from thee desaster…
Terminally fake tongue of plastic…
Serious will never be your expression…
No one takes you…
Genocide the hearts…
In your brain cells…
You killer…
You did this to yourself…
Own your responsibilities…
Driving that Chevy through…
The birds nest…
Poor birds of deference…
Cash from the crook…
You know who I’m talking about…
Give it back!
Times up!
Oh Heaven’s Ta Betsy!
☝ ☝ ☝ ☝
Shes a hard sleeper…
Don’t wake her…
You might just loose your arm…
Punctuation wholes in the skin…
middle finger callused…
Miss the alphabetical vain…
Heroin…
Sniffing up the brown sugar…
Chained down by black and mild smoke…
The feeling of…
Something so fucking good!
Till I’m pen ill…
Needing some more of you…
Till…
I…
Just…
Drown…
In…
Ink…
Shot dope into the viens of these pages.
Words on paper relapse in to a dangerous situation.
Unlike most…
I don’t ever suffer from writer’s block.
I suffer from casualties falling in to a hard knock symbolism…
This is no no no…
I can’t go to rehab no more more more…
Once more!
Blood vessels look like steak dinners…
So the blood sucker prey on them…
My world can’t be explained enough…
To others that live outside my struggles…
Thank you to the one’s that see me as a miracle word worker…
These are more then just words…
The pierced open ears of magnification…
They can’t smell what this man is cooking…
The others…
Well…
I feel sorry for your purpose…
Mine is to the people who’ve every been thrown…
Through this loop hole…
Also to people who don’t know…
So it gives them the experience to…
To tell it overall like Oshkosh…
I keep toast…
That’ll will french fry you…
That ain’t a fictional peace…
That’s what the world needs to see…
Hopefully!
Some one will acknowledge thee…
Maybe we can help put a stop to all suffering…
Like you and me…
Peace and love to you all…
As well as my enimies…
Let’s live awakened…
Dropping infront of the sword…
You can take lessons from a target…
Spoiled movement…
left wreckage to no barter…
Prey to who ever your god is…
That never stopped the contracted…
Perfectionist is what protection is…
Shell catcher on the side of this…
Dark cracks in the walls…
Where big mouse holes for calls…
The eye is the key…
To getting your fee…
Replacement hand for every one you chopped off. Replace the man… That was off… The racist man… lights got turned off… I’d offer you my hand… That one color that stayed off…
Later years…
Kids grew into bosses…
knowing no positivity…
Smiles were always crossers…
No graduations…
What the hell is a prom…
Mentally damaged…
Like we came back from Vietnam…
Chain songs questioned the future. Hearing sirens loud like chainsaws. They never even cold solve who did it. The ones that knew. They said something like we were gifted…
Truth was…
We were brain washed children…
I got lifted so far away from forgiveness…
A fraction of myself equally cold as my secrets is…
I had hands I had to let go of…
Right off that karma Clift is were you will find them…
The wieght of this never broken my role bar back…
Reinforced by hard times, gasoline eating matchsticks…
This is not my scene anymore…
This can end up my last stop…
The ones who fell…
Need me now…
Where were you when I needed comfort…
Anyway and enything that gets in my way….
Will turn into crab food at the bottom of the bay….
I drove through…
Never even looking yall way…
“Where the hell has he been….”
My answer is the title of this……
Reality Is The New Negativity Vol.1 
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