Thursday, March 19, 2009

BLACK HISTORY

who packed history in 28 days
we made history in 20 million ways
hit home runs, an ran home before they let us play
no bat an hat,.... juss a team full of braves
mothers prayed for days, sons that dug graves
Done alotta work an never got paid
we need answers, wish we could ask ancestors from back in tha days
all they knew was black an white juss forget about the greys
seein white hoods wasnt good an bullets that wouldnt graze
December, January wheres the April that may come
does winter go away
wounderin how things now day may go an will it stay
blood sweat an tears yo
over 500 yrs ago seem like 5 trillion tears ago
but we still got tears to go thats alot an so old its rott
but it fresh on our minds
racism, out backs, different schools, wrong water.
Was at the back of the lines,....now up front.
History still in the back of our minds
depression, oppression, obsession, culture, torture forced tha departure
Tha type flames that’s scorcha, waitin for tha world to move forward
Still gentrification in 3rd wards
makin it hard for some to go towards healin bad scares
How long u think dow jones gon down go,
Make me wanna dial phones,…. But who gon answer
Hopin this freestyle make enough since for some to redial an phone home
This is real talk, talkin real I cant really call poem
This food for thought so ima keep it porin
Gotta put on tha gauntlet to face all tha torment
They talkin bout global warmin
More like Global warnin we in recession help now,
dead stocks, economic meltdown
It was built up an torn down
Black history opened up an I don’t think we gon close now!

WRITERS BLOCK

Writers block is when writers stop,
when they hit bottom, rock
I defy that, so I guess I writers mock
I got the rights to tha writes,…..I got tha words on lock
If letters are bullets, alotta rounds, is what I got
with a large gun on cock
Which means many writers get poped
Im tha poop, shooin flies I aint gotta swat
Not after these lines drop
Writers block,……..
I think its when they think, they cant think
My mind stay flowin like a sink
my pencile go, my pencile glow
My pen drip gone INK get it?
My pens DRIP gone stink
Im in my mind floetin, that’s when yall pen start to sink
YOU better get some thoughts, start ironin tha wrinkles an kinks
Ima need more than a iron mike,……im Tyson punchin lines ight
Im juss sayin yo
An im juss playin thou,….im human an yall jus tha play DOUGH
He got toy money im playin wit DOE
IM high of me, I aint even playin wit dope
I listenin to what im sayin, an im sayin its DOPE
They like what is this concoction,….
But its ever lasting so its never stopin,….
BIG,. subject wrong argument so ima watch it
OK ok,….. back to writers block
Bare wit me,……cause im bout to give it bare
tha boats almost to dock
Ideas circulate, accumulate, my art-ticulates
that’s why a lot don’t get this,… so a lot don’t GOT
It Never mattered when,… im ahead of my time
An im not on tha clock,….
im getting tired of these thoughts porin in
Brain im juss sayin man when u gone stop
In my 4th sentence I told yall I had words on lock
Nahh im juss playin it safe see
,… been havin tha safe’s key
I earnt more than 2 points
I been sackin poemz
in END ZONES,.. An they jus given me safety
But its tha end homes ima let it end safely!

FreeSpill-TDK

i ate this up an nothin lacks but the rine,
nonsince nothin lacks but tha rhyme Im back from time follow hind im back like spine
ile mind
i kill still,...... peak or prime i hadnt seen mine
spill lines i aint lien im in the cloudes not 9
im up there lookin for X wheres the dotted lines
soon to treasure find,
but uwwww im losen time
cause hrs,min and seconds never stop
i chop the second hand off man
......... i mean can i kill time
kill an live still.
i cant breath like a fish on lang who needs gills
im cold who needs chills,
im broke who needs bills,
i aint right though i write who needs deals,
no high who needs pills
im hungary i need meals, i starve wit no bites to eat,
an the meat life feeds is the beef to tough to eat,
hard to pinatrate by the sharkiest teeth
so i hide in tha reefs
tryna stall fall, cause autumn'll mall um all
so everybody freez like pause
not a minuet, pause, i aint talkin minapals
i been wishin without seein stars, i been deep space nine
tha minds where abouts lies behind mars
im sick like sars
an it spread like virus
its the different kid but the real name cyrus
my words reign, like rain from cloud cirrus
payin homage to a movement slowly movin
i call it nonsince ryhmin, i hear lyrics aint payin much they juss nickle an dimin
gold is near i can hear so i keep minin an they soon to find it
never mindin all tha nonsince ryhmin.....
thats hard to see behind tint unless glasses prescribin........
good car, new tires, engine runs, the paints fire
get on the other side an lets ride
I've taken many strolls at night some dark & cold in some parks
maid plots an carried through to build big boats like arks with no bark so i maid yaughts
sailed across beaches over seas to see different shores these waves were over-boared
juss wanted more.......
alota keys on one ring, sedan or coop either or
i still drove some close others far with lot's of lots to park
i would juss cruise wounderin will this ever stop
flewn plenty skies high enough to pop ears, jetted past as leers do
just as fast as the first year through
look back after 6 months it was disturbance worsening, now we look at pain
an discover that turbulence is all the same
ask jane its plane like air so juss breath
before we trespass premises turn each's nemesis,....then it'll be war before it diminishes
now life is livingless, so now we hear sentences like lifes not fairminds are jailed, letters emailed so life is our sentences
like brain committed felony, an sounds are seldomly soundin melody
thats what myself and i been tellin me
tryna make bail im dien like hell to be free
the time seem slow as crawl, we try run an finish it.
i heard that fear runs fast to the minister,
when losen to lusefer whos steps behind you, with a look so sinister
with a pitch fork red as fire an every demon hired in hell to bring back his head or him alive
an it took only one prayer two angels to fly me to a trinitey,
cause in the sky, the whole time it was those three defendin me
its like many listen with open ears but only few get to hear me