Love of Affection

When you, show the world to a girl, she takes it all apart. The problems end a start, to a, open landscape art. Expressions find themselves, even when depression helps the self. A point in a firm direction, is hindered by confessions. The truth remains at will, the best events can be surreal. Through ups and downs, weakness are those who frown, I'm achin' for better grounds. I keep it real, and dash for the stronger climb on mound. These girls are easily tempted, when all the needs are vented. Frustration, anxiety, my deed upon society, is clipped when realization swamps the steep hill side of me. The sunny days are neverending, it's better than pretending, my heart goes out unconditionally on the pending. I'm not on the prowl, as love is grown from how?, it finds itself through multiple sets of trials. Win some and lose some, repeating a twosome. The story always goes from happy to gruesome. And yeah, I grew some, whatever plus the new sum. Equals part three of a new son. I'm done.

Optimism

From birth to hearst, the road to better lurks in between what hurts. Though feelings fluctuate, best recovery is prime from the state we so call meditate. If the good dies young, does that mean everyone else is on the run. Growin' and reflectin' what bad choices were done. I think not, to fall into temptation, the negativity's racin', it's easy to wrong a right, but if the wrongs were right despite the evil dimmed light. I'll take my chances from dawn to falling night. In search of a happy stance to pardon a grander chance. Every step is a puzzle, I'm piecin' up the rubble, through cracks and mishaps, I'm movin' away from trouble. When a solution arises, my truth will be tried, bluetooth to blue eyes, Jesus can't deny, realize to real eyes. My message, we all die.

Blehh...

When I close my eyes, the train takes me for a ride, I see multiple mugshots, buck shot rounds in the exit on the blocc. We had couple of hot ones, the shots left a rung to remember. So even on I day, the pops leave a sound of a thunder. Quick jolts, amp'd up by the volts, calmer nights are better left behind the bolts. Steel gates, stealin' by the rate, from retail to resale, been stackin' paper since she fell. I had to eat, what you thought, it was done for the freaks? Hell nah, these girls provided a leak, my escape from destroying a physique. Looks, I can live without, if you thought deep enough, the books will set you out. No matter what I did, it's part of my livin', those who seek the factor in itself, the game will not amount. Your standard was what I was reachin', and you swoop to a lower level to feel in. That's not how it goes no difference in who you know, take what you got cuz credibility is never bought.

Ladies Are Complex

Women, beautiful as a sunset, entitled to become wet. They're soft on skin but rougher from within. Body, mind, and spirit connects those who bear it. It's the hair girls, the hair that we long to smell, aside from perfume, it's the aroma that does the sell. When eyes are aligned, it becomes more than divine, upon the stray, it's only fair to say, are you there, or do you like the dare. Dare I say, you choose two path from where? One's at a depreciated value, the other, maintains a steady round two. Third base is where the bait has taken place. Next morning, contemplate the fate. Leave, bye, and no hi's, at ease and journey on a try. Don't get me wrong here, we can't live with or without them, but gift of passion is easily replaced by back then. I'll elaborate, stay safe and be stag, for the experience of prior is wiped from rag.

Capability > Probability

A gang bang'r to you, a slang cain'r to who, we capable of the same thang, one or the two. Rob this, shoot that, rain danger your crew. Plot tricks, scheme rich, bank rollin' a due. My addict is through, spasmatic, guillotine'n a tragic bitch made faggots, put'em on check, green light rabbits. Clap matic and clap while you at it. It's a ceremony aight, and snatch the bad static. On some new spit, DJ Clue shit, keep it cool foe you get hit shit. Smile at your enemy cuz that child has your energy. Run a mile for the pedigree, ancestorial cut offs for fucks'n wit me. Undo what?, the style been creepin' a child grown up to thee. See, eye to eye, yo replies a failya, assumin's the worst you can tell ma, go'head take back what you delved brahh!

No Reply

My clandestine affection will protect from within, the destine confessions were part of the sins. You are apart of the win, a whole new era, contending with him. He who not has her can pretend. Fabricate a fairy tale for them, I carried you then, I'll ferry you now. You can marry somehow without the vows or bows, common law practices can match the jaws from sound. Throw the scripts down, run wild with your gown. A night out of town drink concubine down. Or, platonically played, it raises the stakes, the higher the value, the more cake is baked. You'll enjoy the taste no one can ever replace. It'll get some getting used to, the love'll dissipate, integrate, or felicitate. However which way, you decide, your play. For the gust of lust, the wind blowing in my gut, I'll be out of harms' way, hiatus my butt.

A-Blocc Don't Stop

Back against bricks, kicks a K-SWISS, Dickie'd out or Levi's pants below the hips, tops a blank tee, rockin' a dank piece, eyes puff more than your ordinary day teen. Theivin' a crook smile, choppin' a herb pile, servin' a soup wit the leaves in the kettle cooked weed. Pumpin' some Dr. Dre, Tupac is all day, even rockers that shout is bumpin' through sound waves. Ghetto blastin', postin' up the good days, homies tighter than a chinese finger trap, pointin' the hoods way. We drank through the night, settle shit through fist fights, if you up past 3, then you a crackhead, right? Short Dog need a light? You filmed us on sight, cops came and raided every male on sight. For some bull ish aight.

Unforeseen

Unfortunately, I'm here still. Originally supposed to ship out yesterday but another unforeseen event landed me in the E.R. briefly. I am no longer posting for the sake of not cuz technically it was a short exercise. Although, I can and will add on plenty more, am not for now. These snippets are in no way at their greatest, no brainstorm, no rough draft, no re-editing, unstructured (some off the wall and runs off topic, I blame relapse residue). All done accordingly on the daily, as you can see, blogging ='s daily thoughts, no pre writing, no pre anything, maybe, just maybe a few written in advanced but it defeats the purpose of posting in the heat of the moment. These were all done in the span of 5-7 minutes, seriously spontaneous. Judge me lightly, for art thou judges none. Surprising, hell fucks no. Blehhh. Have a nice life, drink a cup of joe in replace of the ____. Ok, I'll do one more for now, enjoy beaches....

P.S. Do Not, I repeat, Do Not take this all too serious. These are all dreams in case the "all crimes doesn't go unpunished" guys stumble upon this.

Jack Artist Regardless

Cherry Cove classic, Hennessey dashed sip, Mary Jane pass it. Chillaxin' bad habits, kick back the nights lasted. Early dawn echelon, boys ran a marathon amidst the jack-a-thon. Backyard chop shop, strip the bitch down and roll off the lot. Paper stackin' parts that sold off the chart, be it Hart's, Si's or whatevers in your cart. Interior, exterior order, place it by word of mouth, this bizzness is a disorder. Balcony full of many pieces, in the garage, it showed off his high school thesis. My bro, left me his greases, almost got cuffed, but I said "Jesus". Got him off the hook, cuz I said it was part of the look, deckin' out his ride despite the work of crooks. Ahaa, the allaby among many lies, towards the cops that is, you lucky I had an eye otherwise I would have taken the dive.

Ten Times To

10 years of bullshit, I don't need anotha 10. Want me to make my career a criminal gangsta, fuck you, everyone I knew and know either lock'd up or stranga's. I'm just fortunate enough not to get bang'd on, whoo bang'r. It can be lame from one side of the games eye, but for real though, you'd rather see tear drops and cries. Hearst, mortuaries, graves of guys. Women on sideline thinkin' and wonderin' why, men act this way until we show'em why. It's part of livin' this life I lead, skippin' steps forward only brings you back more hurt. The more the dirt, the more foes at work, same reality with a twist on style and gravity. You either pull or reject projectiles unaccurately. Shift the position and regress by listenin', scriptures and testament by dressin' a rhythmic confession, stems a pandemic progression of a short life of lessons. Two steppin', body rockin', '64 hoppin', jammin' down the block with your heat, waved, cock'd, the heatwaves scorches when he says "pop", drop'em and let the body bag rot. You got him but the bullets don't stop, a lifer when the hood smells pot, they blame you cuz they higher when the cops four five'em, arrest and play the "who shot?", indict'em. Now, who's hidin', you got more pride and you caught a cold siren. The alarm rings when snitches evolve into a sting, They'll bite you, in the end they cling, whatever is left is up to you, your thing. As for me, I'm here, standin' taller than fear, no one can solve me, I'm clear. When I look out, I see another decade of two path to steer, black and white, good and evil, torn between the two, only choice left is beyond the attitude askew.

Presence

It's clear to me what you perceive me to be, I can be cool for the moment, and smug when you want it. Dish out your conquest, let out your wrong tsk, keep it comin', I'll soak in your dumb shit. If you can't control your words, what makes you think you can control your actions, ya heard. Shoot now, ask later is only in danger. You shootin' shots ova here like I'm some fuckin' stranga. But I must warn you playa, ain't no more playin'. See you at the Days Inn and it might be your days end. Dude, words you spewed, in and out my earhole, straight rude. Cat get your tongue, wash your mouth wit a bar of soap. It might leave you till the next day, only thing you can hope. Dope boy dealers, gangsta gat killer, crooks and hustler's, thieves amongst brothers'. All got their eyes against the ones other. Other lies and foes hidin' busta's, you can see it in their eyes, they not the ones bustin'.

Pile a Mess or Pile the Best

Cynical happenings amidst the unblibical wrath of things. The past can sting even when overlooked imagining, where the words go, connect the dots, does it even hurt to know. Why, yes and no, it's part of the row. Sharing a lesson of livin' keeps paddlin' the boat. I can be mad when wrote, you'll be glad I spoke. It's a neverending cycle, let the current hold you afloat. Wooshh, crack, splooshh, splash, there's a leak in the back. All that's said and done is part of the patch, the newly attach'd will bring truce at last. All else that fails will be torched by match, single pile, cherished hi-lo's, smoke stacks when I'm through with my path. Not looking back it's the moral of the trash.

Nothing's At Loss

Death in the afterlife can be seen through strife. And the After Wife can be pleased by hype. The forthcoming has just taken a hike. Set out for the pure, humble in ciph'. Decode a representation no others can site. Lest you contain an equicoval right. Overwrite all things rearviewin' the sight. Wake to a new Eve, re-evaluate the steez. My style's portray blood in the Nile, 3 vials equal too much pain to smile. That is up until the new childs revival, bring joy to a fathers heavenly trial. You can be all that I couldn't, erase my steps backward even though I shouldn't. It's the explanation that paves way to a haven. The noose laden a grave then, different time for a different crime, no juice to weigh sin. The raven is blamin' all that is taken in. No mystery to the history, you other birds can't do shit to me. I'll take flight when you throw duece and flee. You can't mutter the truth I see. Only the solo can proof I.D.'s. Real deal Holy field recognize all that's ill. Try me, your guts gon' spill. Then again, I'm layin' low, chill, homie, just chill.

The After Wife

Ideal and compassionate, understanding my half of it. Objective, semi-procrastinate. Tolerable and passive yet desireable no hassle fits. So natural, she mask just a bit. Not mother like, but likes to smother light. Expresses indefinetly when no one's around to see. Playful when pleasantly surprised with a feather leaf. Shares enough but not conformed to the buff. Engages accordingly not expected controllably. Persuasive, less evasive, unauthoritative and gracious. Bound for the light but does not deny the opposing fight. Willful acts in harmony de facto grip on retrotomy(everythings' past, made up, shut up). Apologies are problem pleas and decides for herself who oughta be, dismissed done properly, reward kiss'd from Mr. Goodbars quality.

Repeating is Seething

Passed the relapse, let history repeat itself, if it re-hashes, the question will be dealt. Suddenly masked, armed to the belt. Slip away with a pace won't change my face. Utterin' disgrace is a failure to chase, keep movin' with a slight change a bit tamed. Permanent dirt won't wash away with pain. It grows to a point no others can claim. Live it how you kick it, one verb and a dame. Push forward and defrag the lames, down time, jot down the grain that we play in. Sand box, smoke rocks, a turbulent time on the blocc. Gotta admit, it was hellish in my mind at the spot. Intertwine the meaning altogether, it has not. When you whine, you gon' drop, sip some wine do the hop. Jackrabbit the habit, jack vaults or grab it. 211 through attics, 311 I'm jammin'. One heaven I'm standin', my eleven is ramblin', whatever she says, I'm gamblin' a chance, hence, I'm dancin' a damned gent. Relentlessly jam vents, repentance is well spent. That's only my two cents, though, my take, your show.

Foe Shot Four

Chasin' the white dragon, puff till you get mad and, come around the blocc you has been. Couple of shots ran in, over some what, standin', diss'd, no cigs for your lips. You childish bitch, run back to your home, none of ours snitch'd, it was the grown. Had I not have known, them couple of shots you own, those bullets countin' days with ya, big homies cuff'd, would of snuff'd you some. News flash travels fast, If he'd of passed, I'm all out, blast. Now, back to you lil foo, can't maintain the shit you puff'd, when fronted, you blame the drugs, I call bluff, you want it, good luck, prison yard tough. Lil ___, you run with the cops, is that why you chose that name, this trigga don't stop. Leave the hood out, it's between you and what stood out, it was unnecessary, No Good, no doubt.

Gallantry Got at Me

Marinating in the sun, the cold frost passes me hun. Snowman, snow angels, we crossed paths no pun. I'd of claimed the gift but she would have hissed me some. I thought everyone knew tineezy text me boo. Imma blame it on her for now, she left a clue. It would have been entirely for that girl, but I thought for two. I bought for who, two girls of the same crew. Ain't that a bitch, I get hated for my generosity, she's the one giving me such animosity. If I can go back and buy you more I would, but it don't matter though, it's all good. Misinterpreted, misunderstood, mishandled, out of proportion she stood. Distortin', I would, her portion, no good, take it back, not hood. Uncomparable, my givings outweighed her, literally the scale tipped to the danger. I ain't trippin', no thanks, word. The setting tanks, I'm left disturbed.

Smoke Some

Alamitos and 10th A-Blocc, 12th Street Suis, 15th the spot, One Seven Blocc, Salt Lake is hot, Hill and Lewis One Shot, might not, back down to Freeman as far as it sounds, up to Burnett along the avenue I'm down. Get a clue, it's east city livin' with plenty other division. I'm peg leggin' a limp lookin' for a blimp{blunt and pimp(Newports)}. I'm ridin' solo feelin' like a pimp, the girls I talked to was feelin' my slimp. You call it ghetto, I call it breathin' the meadow. On a mission, I'm straddlin' the peddles, on my bike, I got 5 on sight. With extra chump change, it's either Phillies or Sweets, now fill me my treats so I don't go home in defeat. No Good always rolled no matter what I blowed, it's sess, mids, or dodi and you know it homie. I ain't talkin' bobbin' heads if that's what you read, you fuckin' faggot, change your thought process if it's your daily habit. I stay high as a cloud, everything slow motion'd and loud. Droopy and dreary, I'll smoke when I'm weary. Sick days equals spliffs, K, my medicinal fix A. Mind you, this was back in the fifth days, smokin' sacks that were nicks, K. The transition to dimes and dubs were pieced up by the club. Thereafter was grindin' to grub, much love, I didn't forget, but time is the tug.

Mr. Eli

I took the blame for the straps, even went to your parole ocifer, you got me bro, I look out with no questions hurr. No doubt, you doin' time for crooked crime but don't forget a cuz. I dined with the devils and hid the shine of a riddle, we blood brothers with a mind that says ditto. The serpent that we have is the unfinished work of our halves. Let time kill itself and I'll be here when past. The little tension you have between the other won't last, trust me, let it be and just let it pass. If only you knew, I'm sure you do, what mess I got into, will make you go blue. But, times a changin' and some cats are strangin', you know how it is, they fall out of line carryin' a high nose for status. I'm glad this convo we had is a refreshin' trip on tabmatic. It's like we're on the same page but the tabs just keep addin'. I'll see you when I see ya, keep ya head clear from negativity brah.

Fuck It

She was a mordacious bitch, she loves to bite whenever I bit, that is her clit. Rockin' the room, every thing you can do, I did it for you. More pleasure takin' from spankin' a bruise, comin' from me, it wasn't so cool. From the bed to the floor, bathroom on drawer, sink and chair, even the toilet was scared, against the wall, through the halls, onto your sibling's bed for cracks we did. The shower, bath, bubblin' a queef, so moist in here, you rubbin' your feet. In the air, spun from the chair, I laughed it off by graspin' your hair. Fuck fest if you will, the thrust almost killed her, my lust was a thriller. Bustin' a nut is the filler, to your pie, drippin' from the up on your eye down to back of your thigh, skeet skeet, look out for my geyser, you may need to visit Kaiser. No lie, I'm no liar.

Bridge Me

When ya came crawlin' back I was too busy playin' a mack and ya felt the need to call me off track. You had it comin' for ya, when ya, left me for who am I kiddin', your "ex", I even gave him respect. IM'n him through your name, called him out of the flame, calm'n him down, easin' his brain. "I finna, jump off the bridge!", I said, no way don't kid. We met up at the 76, thinkin' what am I doin' here, she's yo "chick". I said, go'head we mix'd, her emotions are tricked. I encouraged you partna, and the words spoke from me heart, huh. I ain't one to fuss over no girl, even if she meant the world, at the time. The girl has a mind, she decides, and I'll divide myself any given time. One for you, and one for her, take me by my words and leave for the cure. Headaches and heartbreaks all happen too often, if the pussy too rotten, don't bother, me drop'em.

Upheaval Geneva

I held your hand by your side while you were asleep, I ask God, are you the one for me. So young and naive, I treated you a Queen. You were the only one I've seen. I overdone it, what every girl would dream. It was as real as it got, but you traded me for your ex, I left the spot, and you came crawling next. I said no, not gonna happen, but you know, my cock wasn't askin'. I shot but the next steps were blocked. My judgement was rushed, but it was better than being crushed. To this day, you're the realest I touched. Even with the cut, my head for you was gut. Now instincts are my safeguard, whoever's next I'll be hard. Not just my dick, it'll be straight from the heart. And if it tears apart, I'll hold it from flying far, every piece will be scarred, but it's still together in our jar.(I know, I know.. lame... Butttt, STFU&ROFL).

Kilo F-K

One calls me Kilo, One Shot the free load. Pass that dirty gat and call it the 'hero'. Untraceable straps on me bro like back in the days, the crates come clean for the dough. Lookin' for some rats and feed those, give 'em mouse trap and clink, blow. These bitches minx, I mean ho's. You can spot a stink below clothes. Disgustin' swearin' by the brink they don't know. You'd think I'd play by the book, homie, you don't know. I got my own rules possibly made by a pro, what suits you best, I'm down for the low. You speak on behalf, I do it pound for pound on my own. You can walk around town feelin' empty pride you never found. Even if this isn't my birthplace, I put it down for my crown. Now calm down, I left for better grounds, no more cops to hem me down. No more shots to look around. Gettin' glocked won't hold me down till you put me down, c'mon don't play around. I can see it in your eye, the trigga must not lie. You don't pull, I'm still standing here alive. I get it, you get swindled by the words of a riddle. You thought I was belittled instead look who skittled, the rainbow in your eye matches the gay foes who lie.

In Betweener

Father of mines, I'll give it to ya proper in time. For now, my conscience is blind. What you see of me comes naturally unkind. I dislike my state of mind, no one can try to ever find. You've held it down with me on the decline, my facial frown is caught on rewind. I'd never thought you'd see me this way, sure, walk with me and don't stray. You box me in with no pay, how can I live to next day. My only choices are obvious, they're reminders of all of this, me, what I've become, what I should do to get things done. Your few words go unsung in my head it hasn't rung. The bell that I strike is the head of my life, no one taught me anything, I just saw what I shouldn''t be, you, the abandoning. I sensed it from the start, only God knows my heart and will try me for my part, your justice is me, going on to be free. I done do what I want whenever I flaunt, cuz of you it's the jaunt, that I see so staunch. Let go of the puss, that's not the only thing that's cush, even I can hold it off, can't you see, I'm falling aloft. The pit is higher than usual, so I'm fallling on top, the top of the bottom, right below the losers, this is where I land, just above the users.

Seven

The homie was done up when I was 15, it's been 7 years I haven't seen him. Your delay leave had it been clear, yet we were all so near. Then came the viewing, I couldn't shed a single tear. I was suited and booted steady armed and looted. My mind was polluted, the alarm was who'd of it. If I knew of it, my .45 will prove to spit. That's road one of who this is. Road two is new from shit. Best disguised my face fools who looks of it. New school doesn't know rules from scripts. Seperate jewels from mates who make a date to rake and take. I'll see you one day when I leave this place. It could be eternal for the choice I make. For now, you're nocturnal when the haunt takes shape. Rest in peace with my baby please, until the next life I wake, with open arms my young lad mate.

No! Ode to Know

No Light, no Dark!
No mourn, no doom!
No spark, no ignite, no flint to strike.
No clouds, no shower,
No glass beyond the hour.
No banks, no bed, no "l' into the ocean's well".
No end to Stow,
No iminent danger to hide the "Grow'd".
No leeway to leeward.
No distinguishing features,
No breeding a leecher,
No rules from teachers.
No getting around, no cars,
No trudging, no far.
No slow, no fast,
No moving planted on grass.
No e-mail, no electronics,
No 411 from the half-bionics.
No beach, no snow, no room to roam alone.
No solo, no bare to the bone.
No hugs, no kisses, no social mixes,
No icebreaking to feel for the fixes.
No shadows, no time, no fruit, no mind,
No grey, no prays, no apple, no way.
November!