Terrorist

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

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Aginst These Goalies

I’ll be coming round the mountain when they come!

I’ll be coming round the mountain when they come!

I’m going to let these bitches no were I’m from!

 

Stories of the low and dangerous….

As I fight to taste pain in a lonly unjust…

Will you or will you not understand I’m not…

I only live for clouds…

Putting on day of the dead sounds…

Fucked over for showing love!

Fucked over for going places and being judged!

I don’t want or need no friends…

Just like family…

They can leave your tears in ribbons…

 

Nothing can ever persuade me to care…

Damsels…

There cradled sarcastic shit on the bottom of new boots…

Turned backs on the only men who they choose…

Always choosing me to abuse…

If I abuse you!

I will be a bomb you can’t defuse…

Yet I’ll stick to my moral trues…

You Can’t pick or chose to pick up my shoes to wear…

They really want me to care…

The ones who say I should try it…

Won’t even blink a eyelid If I died to day bitch.

When the ball dropped on new years…

I cryed the first of the years new tears…

I’m rude still…

Exporting to my enemy’s

Importing new fears.

 

I watched someone…

With kids getting put out there apartment today…

Where they live…

I gave them my last so they could stay…

There…

That doesn’t make me good…

Or a pinch of a good holy man….

I pressed up on there landlord…

Threatened him with the most unholy plan.

 

Honestly..

 

I wanted to stab him in the face…

Right then and there…

The old me is gone…

It’s just the look of my facial features…

That I have that still preaches…

Silly me…

I only no how…

To withstand the values of…

Being a sacrifice or kamikaze….

 

Fuck you and ya mommy…

If I’m down…

Don’t perform the himlick…

I’ll tell you what you can kiss…

I just rather break your wrist…

The only time I really get attention is…

When I’m walking through stores in the mall…

 

“Excuse me sir but how long are you going to be brousing here”

 

 

Till you get the fuck out my face and stop following me!

I’ll stay the wrongly accused till I D.I.E.

There is no right…

Once people see me…

Well…

Haha…

You won’t fight or beat me…

Call the police like Y’all always do!

Like that will defeat me…

 

I’ll slap shit out of them to…

Real NIGGA wit a attitude…

That Day

Boom

Boom

Boom

 

Fi

Fi

Fi

 

Truck crashed

It wasn’t no drive by

No hide by

Walk downs including

Outer space

Blown out of the space

The thoughts were in

Trials and tribulations

Force hands to bury

A non matching gang sign

Imagine

If it never happend

The shooters

Small family would have

Died

Mercedes Benz property

Raw sex with fate unpredictable

Call your local psychic

She wouldn’t have never

Well

Nevertheless

Chest pieces went missing

Off the board

Simon says

Whoever pulled that trigger

Is alive till this day

Fate

Over

Everything

 

 

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…

 

 

 

 

 

Two Eyes To Win The Prize

Eclipse us…

Eucalyptus…

Pinch us…

 

A marathon to your body…

In the distance…

A vision so vicious…

 

 

 

Cheeks delicate like carrot cake…

Squeezing…

I can’t believe it’s not butter cake…

Stationary…

I will burry my taste in them…

The harder I try…

I cant slow the momentum…

Turning your atmosphere into a villa…

 

 

Geyser…

Factually…

When attach to you…

I brush aginst attachments…

I don’t practice…

Like the flute…

To the cobras dance…

Serene lullaby…

In a surreal stance…

To kiss the head…

I play thee serpent…

Suns melting ice cream. On the dash boards interior design of. A goddess of a goddess so divine…

You could never define thee. Definition of rough attention Ill give to thee. Charmer. When she asked for it…

My love can leave brain cells crippled. Off of feet. Shaking like a hole in your muffler…

Rendezvous rendered……

 

 

 

Thee Imperial Sequel

 

Till I die…

I am going to cross t’s…

Dot I’s with red beams…

 

Native style…

Sitting style…

On red brick…

Pow wowed…

 

for every step in my life…

Foot prints got far…

Then subtraction set the start…

I was faint from losing blood…

 

They say we some thugs…

They ain’t lieing…

To get the things we need…

Some times you got to risk dieing for it…

 

I Never Borrowed continents…

Became a squatter of someone elses nation…

Claiming it was mine…

I can be a savage sometime…

I was not ever a fan of genocide…

 

 

My Queen…

Don’t cry…

In time…

I’ll be on my way…

 

Skin dark like 11 o’clock pm…

I can teach the soul how I like to be truthfully…

Strange love…

No one can stop me…

Except you…

 

Cherokee walking through cherry blossoms…

My arms around the camp fire…

Smokeless fire…

Using a token to play my desires…

 

Off the record pink stretches…

Diligent…

Pure in long lessons…

 

I want life to be precious….

This Isn’t Self Pitying…

Hello self…

Your an idiot…

Seriously…

Your only occupation is…

Violence…

Timing…

Now balanced…

 

Before the sand dropped…

They said you were…

A walking massacre…

Eposodes display….

I feel there isn’t…

Enough Atonement for…

Hell is waiting…

Till I punch out…

That time card…

 

“Name your achievements…”

Ummm…

Shit…

I can’t think of none…

Turned wine into water…

I dropped that habit…

Bad habits like…

I gots to have it…

If I don’t…

I’ll take it…

 

The old design of a mad man…

I’ll hand Stand a…

Home made knife…

Into the faces of my…

Betrayers…

I hope that’s a word…

If not then…

Sue me…

Punctuation police…

 

I’m really not a wrighter…

I’m perpetrating…

I’m more of a title…

“Boo Boo the fool part 2”

I brought knowledge…

To a gun fight…

I won…

I wasn’t excited…

More wrong…

More harm…

 

The older guys said…

“What type of shit you on!”

Drugz…

Mugz of pain….

Filled chasing mind eraser…

Pathetically I find myself…

Back were I’ve started…

From…

 

I just can’t be…

What people want me to be…

A wise sage of savages…

Carving 7’s in lost heads…

7 laws…

Or I’ll break your jaw…

Idiotic I be…

No degree of sorts…

 

Leaving gun powder resin…

On hoody sleeves…

Running water for a shower…

In 5 minutes it’s cold again…

 

Shoulder scared from…

Who gives a damn…

I never be better then…

So…

Pass me that gun…

I’m ready to die for nothing…

Nothingness has always been my…

Dumbness…

So I’ll stay dumb then….

 

Da Choppa!

Dah- Chop- pah…

Hood Definition: a AK 47 assult rifle, or any assult style rifle.

“Can you say it in a sentence please…”

he grabbed the “Da Choppa” and pulled the trigger.

 

Last night I heard the sweet symphony of Da Choppa…¬†Everything got so quiet that. You could here him/her chock the rifle back again and shoot… I love it! I hope know one was killed by Da choppa.

 

Made your point on point with that…

Thing…

Clean, beautiful and full of rage…

If it falls into the hands of a manic…

I could be very deadly where your at…

I was 16 or maybe 17 when I found my first one…

Left out in the grass by a abandoned house…

Finders keepers that kept me safe with low mileage…

This was purely for family protection…

That thing was very powerful…

 

 

 

There’s A Word Called Better… F.O.E.

She seen that side of me…

 

That side that no one fears…

 

She lifted her dress for a test…

 

I declined quietly…

 

Fireworks can be set up…

 

Right…

 

On time ready to live in the sky…

 

Us sitting side by side…

 

This is just the wrong time…

 

I love to be thought of as…

 

Property to be treated neatly…

 

Needing a me…

 

Needing a she…

 

No…

 

Nevermind…

 

I no I’m just…

 

What’s that drink called?

 

That one at that jazzy bar…

 

The one where…

 

“Bobby Blue Bland…”

 

Played my favored song…

 

Oh…

 

Old fashioned…

 

I think I’ve said this before…

 

Listen…

 

You may be mature…

 

I could never be yours…

 

I’ll fuck your life up…

 

Giving you some love…

 

Your soul couldn’t endure…

 

Love that can…

 

Never float away…

 

You will never…

 

Find it washed up…

 

On a shore…

 

You got to…

 

Discover life…

 

Plus what you really want…

 

On your own…

 

“But I¬† only want you!”

 

She said…

 

I told her it’s dark…

 

I’ll walk you home…

 

Your uncle…

 

Was my right hand…

 

He tought me alot…

 

Things I didn’t no…

 

When he got that life sentences…

 

That morning in court…

 

He walked in shackles with…

 

His head high…

 

He said to me…

 

“Look after my “niece,” and son…”

 

“My baby daughter…”

 

So I took the order…

 

I never broken my promises…

 

I helped you apply for colleges…

 

Your doing good out of state…

 

You even got a apartment looking…

 

Like a small estate…

 

Older…

 

When you get my age…

 

I’ll be old and grey…

 

You cried…

 

I said don’t…

 

I’m always here young one…

 

I just can’t ever be your man…….

 

 

 

D+

My sincerest stands on a try pod…

I have no feelings towards the blues…

If your afraid to die…

Then it should be easy for your to…

Take a life…

 

I’m a terrific sinner…

I’m terrible sinner…

Who isn’t…

Still judged like I give a fuck…

Like! I! give! a! fuck!

 

My life is forever stamped..

Sealed…

Delivered to the intellect of many as…

A bad deal…

When I’ve protected…

 

Never pawn in my sheild…

Gave my last to make others happy…

I’m only happy when I see…

Kids happy…

I wasn’t a happy kid…

 

So I live through them…

Like if I was happy like them…

My own family left me…

Tured there backs in front of me…

Wondering why I even tryed to reach…

 

(Fuck the police…)

 

I wanna be that darkness…

Under the under path of a freeway…

Or bridge…

Not hiding or crying…

Trying to forget the old days…

 

No days off oppression…

No freedom…

Fake search warrents…

For federal house raids…