Baby Gurl.

where she go?

biblical remixes, tradin off like 3 sixes, the devils reverse aint mrs., a trick wit some kisses, she knows its business, but he say he love her n she listens, thinkin dis the life, only 18 n imma wife, so when she aint hookin she back at home cookin, cold meals wrapped up n left on the stove, hard on as he walk thru the door, so she plays wit it a little more, liquored up n he calls her his whore, she let him smack her ass, give it to him before he asks, blinded, money comin up fast, Gucci dis n a louis v that, in the fast lane they laugh, thinkin she first, while he placin her last, so she open up, n her pussy’s a vast, whole for a rich mans fat short wrinkled stack of cash, jus anotha perv wit a salt n peppa stash, afta work dressed in khaki slacks, slim fit straight from da gap, got a little pow he like to snort out the crack, so she lay flat, wit her ass up to his nose, prayin lord please don’t label me like dem hoes, im good, I know u know, this jus da way life goes, blowin like a bubble in the every day struggle, the past n the future in a present day juggle, tryna escape this concrete jungle, so she fuckin em crazy for a fee, crazily she thinkin this here last day to be, suicide to homicide who is it gonna be, I may be fuckin him but I swear he screwin me, so lord why not this mothafucka ova me, slowly, she readjustin history, her story, were stories, fairy tales to war stories, whore stories, damsel in distress waitin in mess, undress, n she forgets the rest, mind disappears somewhere close to death, knowin this aint no where found in the bible, so she turns a devils bridal under the promise of survival.....

n imma come back to this later... im late for class.

even my heart cries, but who cares.

Thought's Of A Young Mixed Youth

Thought's Of A Young Mixed Youth: Pretence: "Sometimes I feel like I'm on the outside Starring through the glass To the other side, the inside Is always greener on the other side, the g..."

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rBa

N think how ya’d feel with steel to ya jaw, blow ya shit raw while u shit in ya draws, get u on the sick bed like u coughin up sars, im doin time here without the bars, I was either thrown out or throwin up, get in where ya fit in growin up, so I was rushin hard with hella punks, cruisin around wit bodies in the trunk, rollin deep not givin a fuck, usta push whateva for a buck, fun bwoy youth tell em all to suck, ten or so hum leh, hum lah, subidee cup, kicked em in the face at least once, twice, trice, three times for my homies, rest in peace to some real OGs, kick back like them younga days sippin OE’s, in the back yard or the courts wit da rollies, careful now here come the police, sirens on tie up ya shoe lace, flea market batons n bear mace, up to no good always out too late, hittin up parties n jackin the place, takin whateva even the birthday cake, cue up n watch the crowd break, anywhere within in reach ya aint safe, don’t matta whoeva can get knocked in the face, best believe hold it down like weights, heavy champs with the title, numba one neighborhood rival, alarmin every man woman n child, rowdy motha fuckas know to act wild, have ova half our names in a file, description, a ruthless style, delinquents, damn its been a while, lookin back to laugh, but how shit turn up so fast, stayin strong to survive the past, coulda been worse perhaps, still nothin compares to a homie that pass, pourin more then tears, beers to an empty glass, cry n laugh as u livin in the memories, rememberin u jus last new years eve, in da crib on like a dozen e’s, pain temporarily at ease, paranoid n secluded, sweatin inside out wit blood diluted, dilated pupils with hands on a suited, royal flush this lifes polluted, shit drainin down on us like sewage, escaping this shit we keep it movin, pay no mind to what im doin, ratha to betta a life than to ruin, the crooked system keeps screwin, fuckin us with such an audacity, puttin fingers in every hole slit n cavity, hands behind our backs held in captivity, a master plan on how to get rid of me, throw my middle fingas up n let em see, don’t give a fuck bout authority, got our own sense of seniority, harassin 4.9 mall security, back then when we rolled in hurds, loitering out on the parkin lot curbs, round up playin dice in the food courts, a forty was two dollas n two quarts, gettin liquor runs from all sorts, JC, n Joe’s Taxi cabs of course, max bull that shits the worst, neva mind my stomach my fuckin head hurts, can barely place memories in words, poetically I hope u feel what u heard, know we were all right where u were, point blank I was rollin wit em, on the look out patrollin wit em, car hopin if the door was open, shotties on whateva they was smokin, if this is jus a ticket than that was jus the token.


to all my homies... rBa home bwoyssss lol damn. Know that YUH GURL OUT HERE xoxo

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BEING BROUGHT TO SERIOUS ATTENTION:

My loving, and, most beautifully gifted sista, Natalie Danielle Pegler, has just launched her official website showing her work. Please visit, and get familiar.

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le Roi Soleil

"Think about it," the king retorted icily, "if you can't do it, there will always be somebody who can" - Louis XIV

full moon

the message was deep so I dug up the devil, had to hear it all the lord made me the shovel, put me to work as he dared, truthfully I was unaware, didn’t have a care, jus thinkin a da kingdom n how imma get there, always been underground, wasn’t scared to be found, still constantly we're labeled as lost, together left in the same box, relentlessly waitin, needin a hand for the takin, a full moon n she shows her face, glowin on treasures most waste, the night falls with a frightenin black, n I spread the light right back, illuminate the skies with soft purples, eyes that have cried blood for cure sures, n still I watch as the world unravels, futuristically ive foreseen past travels, a studied map brought anew, thru n thru I and u, u and I, I and I, eye for an eye, n the world goes blind, frantically runnin for the closest exit, cant see so the speak of next shit, lingering wishes on a childs tongue, whistled along as my soulful spirit hummed, together I am one, we are one, the heavens and hells of all beings, so blinded protection withdrawn seeing, forgetfully misplacing it all from the beginning, they tell me time paces all movement, so I flow faster than fluid, arose to a dream so lucid, Lucifer himself whispered gently, plantin rotten seeds mentally, as the rain fell over me roots grew n the soil thickened, concrete sealed thinkin, as buildings reached the sky the more I realized, I am this pavement u build upon, this evil thought u blame it on, but know u stand upon what u are scared to see, below the devils secretes such fire, ignites our tree n the blur rises higher, we gaze up utterly amazed, this lifted smoke off a devilish blaze, unclouded judgment the sinner prays, a mighty knock pounds and the lightening strikes, all the more power in the sinister of the night.


* wrote this here on the last full moon ... full moons have a funny way of making me very shifty, unsure, and indecisive .... The moon illuminates her glow n i feel the take over - watchhh out now.

on down from the bridge...

Lookin on down from way up high, paranoia forced inside, from fearz I form to hide, anyonez out to get ya, I spit like a vibrant magenta, vibez, relax, they ment a, get u zonin, have u on the phone n talkin til early in da mornin, bonin neva borin, depths for explorin, a sticky love pourin, n u drip like hot wax, up to the wall with our backs, they comin thru the front were lookin to the back, watch starz faded black, but I still feel em burnin, cant ignore em, soft kisses taste like milk chocolate heavens, wise owls awake as I breathe u in, this ever lasting season, beyond leavin, behind, ive already made it, I know u’d hate it, what was wasted I tried to save it, like savage beasts they ate it, ripped in and dripped our blood from their jaws, defenselessly declawed, tryin to tame us between their walls, forgetin our wild sides, like a wild fire spread, lost between red sheets in bed smoke signals to the head, beaded dress with feathers n gold, u command officer oh so bold, too tall to hear what ur told, words travel so far to reach u, the distance u keep urself, they fall before able to be felt, so they tug at ur feet and cry with grips around ur waist, planets aligned and left straight faced, objectified love encoded online, privatized profiles n hidden rhymes, fellow stars shall shine, succeeding thru all restrictions of this back peddled system, theirs a truth if u choose to listen, theres always a u n an I missin.