hip hop for humanity

jus makin way to my friend Phareke's show he is putting on... its goin on at fairfiew pub on broadway... come thru if u get this... if not i guess u'll know where im at !!

sista

ye yo means mother... for my sistas ... did u hear that?

supadupafly

I feel the wind

Five six seven, eight nine ten

Begin, I sit on Hill's like Lauryn

Until the rain starts, comin down, pourin

Chill, I got my umbrella

My finger waves be dazed, they fall like Humpty

Chumpy, I break up with him before he dump me

To have me yes you lucky

*** i cant stand the rain 'gainst my window... summa summa cmon now wont ya !

Mindbender

if u havent already u know u gotta know what this cats about.... check him out here!!!!

got the love sent with nat .... warm felt.. much love... ill be sending her back with plenty..*

"at a wits end", "yes man! this era is the era of the wits end!" - smokin that smoke chillin in the place speakin n shit renegade lol shout outz now?

at rest my love

im lookin for a king fuck a prince charmin, they're foldin hands i got my whole arm in, heart on my sleeve loose garment, heres food for thought homie ya look starvin, initials on the tree we're carvin, cravin a love so rooted, all the jokers in this court get booted, imma queen heart suited, need a grown brotha to sooth it, all these kidz jus abuse it, throw it away cuz they forgotten how to use it, so i noose it, hangin it from the same tree we carved in to, let it wilt for the winter but then a spring bloom, the same love come back anew, so i chopped the mothafucka down n ripped it out the ground, told em in this soil life cant be found, broke my heart jus to hear the sound, ringing bells wantin to see angels come, unaware he jus lost one, search back to where hes from, name given to a chosen son, greatly protected with a loaded gun, shedding shade from the golden sun, walks in the shadows scared to show his face, respect he couldnt afford far past grace, lies left him with a sweet taste, bitterly he put truth to waste, he couldnt even call me kase, and to think i thought he had what it takes, shamelessly i admit my mistake, i gave my heart to a keeper of the devils gates, as he was dying to play as i was burning to stay, had to split ways lord knows i tried to show him the way, but who am i to say knowin its hard to fly afta a long day, sellin yay on the reg, more than his work he gave, up n down the block to the game a slave, knowin its killin him he works to be saved, a debt over heads worse than waves, to be washed of sin would rid him of all he struggled thru to win, so i made peace with him, told him next life well live together again, close to my heart is where we'll begin, for now silence as we let the music jus spin, theres a new love waiting to come in...

© Property of Kasey P. Radley 2010

my barkz got bitez

hatin on a bitch just for kicks n shit, above the likes of most so i aint feelin resist, keep bangles on the wrist n a Vaseline'd fist, i dont miss so u'r sure to be missed, a lovers bliss suffocate tight in his twist, thoughts of suicide scribbled aside the hit list, with devilish lips we kissed and my soul goes amiss, they call it murda i call it a death wish, warned im killin the next bitch to step to my ish, let me go n explode on her, im an unlawful bitch wit no owner, a bad bitch given all da dogz bonerz, thrownin it this way n that on the cornerz, cant kill me i was born at the coroners, investigatin a death at birth fuckin survival warriors, call my blessin a curse the fuckin worriers, its only dark in this life, so i sleep alive with a tucked knife, only thing keepin my sight are these dreams of light, tryna do right so i write, the way i grew up u spit on her before u fight, thats how mama b do shit aiight, if i catch u at night and im feelin alright, liquored up in my suit lookin all tight, it'll b ya life, keep ya ass inside, cuz im rulin more than jus my mind, ill set ur shit nine hours behind, havin u scramblin to keep up with mine, i walk that fine line to the exact rhythm keepin time, consequently stoppin me is considered a crime, impossibility for all of mankind, sort a like pressin rewind, play it again jus catch the deeper shit ya aint first find, n trust me when i say my truth is but a rhyme.

© Property of Kasey P. Radley 2010