giant steps |
More fields to be conquered the last thought of Gangis khan to be pondered And Im wondering &wondering... How should I be sponsored? Independent labels my fables are too quantum. And my majors arent...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Jul 2009 20:52:00 GMT |
mere whispers |
Some say im conscious,but i find myself falling to sleep on reality.Drowsy to the news, up real late with the bluesfeeling type "Dizzy on a Coltrane".To my page like glue others become pasty like colg...
Posted by on Wed, 01 Jul 2009 19:18:00 GMT |
The state Of me |
Ayo I'm known to sit calm like a show.I rest my parker side where the darker side never felt the glowI'm the type of guy who prays for autumns peak in the snowMy eyes close-And god drops a f...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Oct 2008 18:48:00 GMT |
Ventilation pt.1 |
If there ain"t no love in the heart of the city. There aint a thought in the state of a mind.
They say "Jus" you -too- wise and I reply its not me. I get my smarts from the man in the sky.
Pop q...
Posted by on Fri, 18 Jul 2008 13:56:00 GMT |
Rahshida Jones |
Rahshida Jones grew up in a home in the boogie.
Mother died in a crackhouse and her pops was dipping in her goodies.
The rookie was only 13 when she got knocked for her 1st rock.
Young hopper kept a s...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Jul 2008 17:33:00 GMT |
Rotten society |
Welcome 2 hell,where crack rock and babies 4 sale.Cocaine is admired like propane mixed with fire.Where makin it 2 heaven is desired but it will never happen unless you get splashed with hella mack 10...
Posted by on Wed, 21 May 2008 16:44:00 GMT |
Seasons of me |
Say good nite 2 the sun shine.. Say good morning 2 gloom.. Say hello to my picture, framed inside your room.Think of the other thousand who came close 2 you and the other thousand more that just won&a...
Posted by on Tue, 20 May 2008 19:13:00 GMT |
Eves new Year |
I was 3, the rest of my brothers sleep.Moms threw a party, I guessing new Years eve.All in the bed,Sheets began to ruffle.Felix taps oscar Late night odd couple.Looking for the bathroomI roll ou...
Posted by on Mon, 21 Apr 2008 13:32:00 GMT |
S.H. pt 2 |
Driftin, Dreamin. yeah she does it all. old Bottle of grey goose lays a rotten egg yes shorty spoiled. The sweetest player plays rhythms through a rhapsody, she casually catches me for me conver...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Mar 2008 23:08:00 GMT |
S.H. part 1 |
I wrote that throwback, we dress our best when we at our worse whose the 1st 2 be cursed with these curses... Being taught how 2 be bought with dollar signs in cursive.
I knew this 1 girl who wa...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Dec 2007 18:22:00 GMT |
