Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Fly Gurls
First of all I wanna thank my connect, The most important person with all do respect.....
Thanks to the homie J, the sistas from way,
The olda cats wit da rules to da game,
Bitches in school who neva held no shame,
The books plus the streets how i got such brains.
The Fly Gurls in the buildin tonight,
Oh what a feelin, im feelin' life,
Thanks to the wisdom, n those who listen
Thanks to the vision, n stayin out the system
Otha females hatin only coz the jealous,
But willin to love those who tryna sell us,
To the ladys not givin a fuck,
Who keep a heavy flow, not just once a month,
Yeah, Thanks to all the Hustlers,
And most importantly, You the customer.
The Fly Gurls in the buildin tonight,
Oh what a feelin, im feelin' life,
i dont even gotta use my mouth,
i stay posted, and the message is out.
The Fly Gurls in the buildin tonight,
look at how im chillin, feelin this nice
i dont even gotta use my mouth,
i stay posted, and the message is out.
My crew, yea we got plenty riches,
food for thought, do the dishes,
success aint be what it is-
if i hadnt seen all that ive witnessed
To workin the grave without ditches,
pushing it til the shift switches,
swearin to the lord -
he meant business when we begin this
So, Cheers, we in this,
a dream thats endless
neva sure how he'll end this
we all got him on our friends list
Mind Plots, Deep Thoughts
this climb'll have u at some steep spots,
dont look down or they might cheat u
but whats up if hes already reached u?
The Fly Gurls in the buildin tonight,
Oh what a feelin, im feelin' life,
i dont even gotta use my mouth,
i stay posted, and the message is out.
The Fly Gurls in the buildin tonight,
look at how im chillin, feelin this nice
i dont even gotta use my mouth,
i stay posted, and the message is out.
One Belly, Few Cellies
i aint the only one out here selling,
n what u eat dont make me shit, smell me,
so i wont feed off the same bullshit u tell me,
Which means ur breath is foul
Let us speak again when its bout a couple thou,
relax baby, That's just metaphor
although, there's still a reason i said it for.
Salud!
No matter how hard this shit can get-
know it aint for good
fuck, or it could
bless the dough that i wish it would.
The Fly Gurls in the buildin tonight,
Oh what a feelin, im feelin' life,
i dont even gotta use my mouth,
i stay posted, and the message is out.
The Fly Gurls in the buildin tonight,
look at how im chillin, feelin this nice
i dont even gotta use my mouth,
i stay posted, and the message is out.
The Fly Gurls in the buildin tonight,
Oh what a feelin, im feelin' life,
i dont even gotta use my mouth,
i stay posted, and the message is out.
The Fly Gurls in the buildin tonight,
look at how im chillin, feelin this nice
i dont even gotta use my mouth,
i stay posted, and the message is out.
Miss Mary Jane, And Jazzy B
For makin my brain bleed greens,
Waddup tho to the homie Deans,
See these dreams wouldnt be if I didnt have she,
N last but neva least -
Big Ups to the Wifey.
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
da puppies.
Mr. Sherif, The Young Agustus J.R., & Sir Ted D. Bear
wit there loving Godmother
+++++
Me and Likkle Noah
hes always so restless...
Monday, November 8, 2010
N.D.P.
dont look back, there is no target
rickashay, a struggle is progress
id love to lie down with the lot of it
but im fatigued at the thought of it
give me less to resolve
youve got great aim
but ill forever find body parts to solve
as for ours
the effect doesnt justify the cause
it just proves statistics and odds
i promise ill break my mistakes
and never again look up at your face
give me nothing to gestate
your mandate just makes me ill
i feel so very ill
i cross my arms over my chest tonight
and float in a body of water
i can no longer feel your bodys weight
ill say you were early, youll say i was late, our endless repetition will be the only mistake
i wont give you promises to break
but heres what i have
take my mistakes
.... i know. damn. i know.
rickashay, a struggle is progress
id love to lie down with the lot of it
but im fatigued at the thought of it
give me less to resolve
youve got great aim
but ill forever find body parts to solve
as for ours
the effect doesnt justify the cause
it just proves statistics and odds
i promise ill break my mistakes
and never again look up at your face
give me nothing to gestate
your mandate just makes me ill
i feel so very ill
i cross my arms over my chest tonight
and float in a body of water
i can no longer feel your bodys weight
ill say you were early, youll say i was late, our endless repetition will be the only mistake
i wont give you promises to break
but heres what i have
take my mistakes
.... i know. damn. i know.
Thursday, November 4, 2010
a sunken stairwell
Her belly's faint,
as she holds a slight bend in her brow.
Two steps at a time,
she's almost there.
The cracks widen,
as she continues to juggle her weight,
glancing at the blazing sea,
a buried pain that stretch beneath her.
Racing from a past of ancient ruins,
the Oracle appears.
For no wish shall be granted,
but a future to be told.
Bands of light dance around her,
while the moon reflects chosen paths.
The sun shall rise shortly,
stars will fade but black remains.
With no need for breath,
she exhales her fears and pleads for her sins.
Next time she's heard,
she's not bound to win.
Please,
come again.
as she holds a slight bend in her brow.
Two steps at a time,
she's almost there.
The cracks widen,
as she continues to juggle her weight,
glancing at the blazing sea,
a buried pain that stretch beneath her.
Racing from a past of ancient ruins,
the Oracle appears.
For no wish shall be granted,
but a future to be told.
Bands of light dance around her,
while the moon reflects chosen paths.
The sun shall rise shortly,
stars will fade but black remains.
With no need for breath,
she exhales her fears and pleads for her sins.
Next time she's heard,
she's not bound to win.
Please,
come again.
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