In my life |
In my life
I explored the new world like criminals that built this country
Under gentrification my home was torn down
And the salvation army became a place for most mothers
Zooming in on the block I ...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Mar 2008 07:47:00 GMT |
Addicted |
Addicted
Addicted
I’m addicted like junkies in Harlem shooting up smack
Like fens in the Gutter rocking up crack
But I stole the poetry game to relay a political out look
Formulated a revolutio...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Mar 2008 07:45:00 GMT |
Calm cool and collective |
Calm cool and collective
I’m calm but un cool and un collected I have selected hearing seeing and feeling People say that’s called a lack of the respectedBut that’s my own feelings w...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Mar 2008 07:38:00 GMT |
The next block |
Loving the south side of Chicago we existed on 71st and Vincennes, it was a horrible place the lights were out no use to steal cable the hallways were dark and with pissed stained floors that carried...
Posted by on Tue, 04 Dec 2007 14:23:00 GMT |
The swing (Momma) |
July 4th you rushed from your mothers womb
The loud noise of small bombs and fire crackers assisted you in becoming full bloom
Born on independence day a celebration for those your grand parents had ...
Posted by on Tue, 04 Dec 2007 14:19:00 GMT |
Why(My collaboration with Soulz) |
WHYBEAUTIFULSOULZAs I sat here at the corner of our bedAnd nurse my mental and physical woundsA black eye, busted lip and shattered self esteemI never thought you would ever lay a hand on meBut my tho...
Posted by on Tue, 04 Dec 2007 14:13:00 GMT |
This is why Im hot |
--> -->This is why I'm hotOpen the fire hydrate while my people are weary an tiredThe 60's pushed for black power our strongest hourWe pumped fist bumped afros minus the kinky twistBefore the heroi...
Posted by on Tue, 04 Dec 2007 14:05:00 GMT |
If my tears could speak |
If my tears could speakThey'll ramble on blank sheets no love from the other sideTears will burn down my cheeks like a gasoline explosion Eyes wide open but the soul has crumbled and diedSpeaking volu...
Posted by on Tue, 04 Dec 2007 14:02:00 GMT |
I represent |
Spinning like a top in this chair of madness I rep the transformation the ghost of a man yet unseenGenerate my stance to an upscale revolutionary plotting to provoke our emancipated schemeRepresenting...
Posted by on Tue, 04 Dec 2007 13:59:00 GMT |
On the scene |
Man child in the promise land promise you a lie land
Exist day to day for tomorrow you will die land
I kept a close eye on you ears on your tone and a mimic of your style
When the ghetto was unsafe a...
Posted by on Sun, 04 Nov 2007 14:26:00 GMT |
