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Friday, October 26, 2012

Storm Drains

"@FOXBaltimore: Governor O'Malley Declares State of Emergency in Maryland for Hurricane Sandy."

Well where are the passes to the shelters He should be handing
Where all the buses to keep us out of disastrous clutches, if you ask Me...
It's a crock of shit, I'm surviving this the same way I did the Last 3
With My family by My side,
sending our intentions to the skies
Forcing it to cease while they begging that it stops
Reinforce these buildings blocks like deem importing building blocks
As if the neighborhoods that lift themselves get recognition from the top
Let the people higher up let the money dripping, drop
Invest in your habit where you campaign your elections at
Hold your speeches on the streets where you put surveillance camera Traps
How the fuck you expect Me to believe
When you rarely accurately report you meteorology?!
Yea but these facts a harsh storm coming that's tropical
Yet the messages are not stating what people at the Top would do
Lemme see the Mayor and Governor in the same hall as the homeless Mothers, sisters, Brothers
Til then get the fuck up out My face tryna make Me think you Love Us!!
Before I put My faith in your words
Put yourself in the same place as the rest of when Disaster enters our world

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Thursday, October 25, 2012

Prissy Belch

Looking for inspiration through pages of pretty faces
Back stroking in a sea of beauty, wash up on a beach let the waves hit
Staring at the Stars, floating into the Goddess arms, Embrace it
I'll sacrifice this Life of Mine
to be resurrected in your Divine
As you intake My Sacred
while explode into they sublime
What a state, Realest State, Real as faith
That shit you claim Reel is taped
This right here will shake you whole entire soul awake
The Hollas from your spirit cause the pit and core of Earth to quake
Quiver, shiver, sip on some of this elixir
that will heal ya yet have you trippin' like it's liquor
Quite like a song that don't possess a rhythm
Although it make you nod your head, listen deeply and vibe witted
Time shifting, Mind slips into another Realm where I govern the Helm and every sensation orgasmically overwhelms
Pure pleasure even the tingle from some pain will kindle the flame of which you came
Evoking an eruption that'll have your innher thunder rumblin' until the greatness in you tumbles and you feel that your insane
Let's glide down your river, jump on this raft with Me I promise to Live, Love and Laugh, with thee... Let's turn Our backs to crap realities.
It's millions of Dimensions We can enter, guess I'll hit send now and post the link up in your mentions
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Friday, October 5, 2012

Letter to Elephant Poachers

Peace and Blessings, All praises to the Divine Creator
Empower this .45 and let these slugs find these haters
Or send the chick of My enemy thru and Imma probably rape her
If they don't have the ransom they bets to grind thee paper
Else Imma shove My Dick in her twat hole and Wildly Shake her
Body rock hard, you don't want My bitch Glock 9 to Pop Off
I'll have her throw a couple headshots that'll literally blow ya top off
Fuck the whip unless chains attached, I'll make you Mop Halls
Miss a spot that leather sting ya back, force you to drop crawl
Treat you like a dog, let you flop around in the car
Drive some where real far, let you out and nobody knows where ya are
God forgive Me but to protect My family Imma go to extremes
You fuckin' wit em, then I'll send the Men with Masks and beams
Extended clips so ain't no need to cut the scene
Ya niggas hit when I yell action and there go the screams
I'm diabolical and angelic in one setting
My mind state changes according to who step in
My personal space can be piece of peace or cold weapon
Take heed because this information ain't for neglectin'
A lesson unless you the less than bright
If that's the case pick up ya fist let's fight
Not a problem for Me to knock out your lights
Though you dim wits would get left and that ain't right
To blind in the Mind to see, the hyperbrolic type of jargon, I can toss up, have you hiking gettin' lost and fallin behind but I just started, yea it stinks, worse than you mama's vagina fartin' with the door open gettin fucked hard by some guy that is not your father, you wanna fight em but ain't stop and the confusions awkward that's the kind of shit that leave simpletons mentally scarred bitch
Fuck the talkin' and step if it's War you bargain
Be ready to be duct taped when My marauders barge in
Followed by a barrage of sparkin'
Leading to the trunk of a car, in the garage that a bomb is parked in...
Coulda avoided it all if your noggin was strong enough to Smarten
But the liquor and pills got you yawnin' and noddin'
Catch Me creepin' to ya window with Mask and Long Stilts
Silence the heat, put you to sleep like a tall glass of warm milk
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