BB. 6

The pressure and the panic, manic depressive habits, they go together well when no one understands it.. The vessel and the transit, it may as well be the very way to pan trips.. Extra wide view, you would need two goggles, one is self-induced.. Rectify any damage that comes out, when drunk it's the truth.. The other is how to manage what it's done to you, when you half listen, what good is it to even express what has caused, ain't it boo.. Same difference, different ties, when you exert revenge to divert these sickening hi's, it's that click to the clackin' keyboard stroke, how hard does a pen have to poke on the glide..

BB. 5

Would you dislike me if I gave you a reason to, I can't give you details on why this feeling's true.. Only thing I ask is what difference does it make, deja vu... A time when holdin' hands was meant to disprove, that being with the one you dig can be everlasting, do you agree or disapprove.. I might've dined with the devils but the only angels I knew were lost, LA county, I bet you be the one to cross.. Show you what graspin' on to belief would do to provide a crown for the cost.. Have you reelin' the past, a picture in motion no others can dab or decide to up and floss.. No history, no speak, no seeing it to the beat.. Spoke what is known, a cultured mix raised up by my own.. Rules be the throne, Cali draft, pick seeds who condone, fvck that, patron shots till it mourns the fvck out, death do me gone...

BB. 4

Held together by the love of pain, all he ever wanted to believe in was another side he had restrained.. Thoughts to be a reason, might he ever want to blame.. 10 east to Louisiana, inspirational lane beatin' down this very name.. As the sun drops behind his left shoulder, that gun he cocks doesn't remind him, only cuz he's sober.. Checkin' in Lake Charles, pourin' out till this night is over..

BB. 3

I just wanna let you know, in courtesy of what has failed me yet, it was two beings with a plan to grow, awful.. The early murder me duet turned out to be it was murder she wrote.. By that I mean she was always the first to go, stringin' me along after all that I've coped.. No hopes, no wishful thinkin', won't even put up a fight to turn any odds against what we's in.. Pet peeve number none, you ain't never gave a fvck, it's called relations and you shipped it out to lust.. Indecisive meet one hunned plus, I gave you my all, one over trust.. Now all I do is put this hum to a crush, nothin' more nothin' less, don't want don't need any beings' to rush.. She can decide for herself, no feeling's to undercut..

BB. 2

You'd 180 on site w/o gettin' to know, all froze stuck on what you suppose.. Another assumption right quick, is that how it goes.. All good comes to a close, I don't believe it, you suffer from the same thing, many pieces in droves.. I'd pick up a meter, measure how far apart can two images be disposed.. There was nothin' to edit, print or show.. All I got was subtle hints, meant to be disclosed.. Fvck. It. I still have a bit of your liking, no others would have known.. I'm not the one, move onto your next role..

B. 9

Domestic Opposition Loves Liquor And Running Society's.. That's what ya get when dealing with anxiety, the cold hard truth, ain't no other side you see.. Get got it, the boys in the hood been down, no doubt about it, some cats pledge and others do it all.. Sell crack to heads and mothers off the wall, some push kush go getters hit the mall.. Kick door folk, once upon a tale so tall, E-Notes the dope game, gun-it one over all.. And you wonder, where's the opportunity for the broken one who falls, a victim of the streets, hell fvck that nah'.. You call it ghetto, I call it breathin' the meadow, this one goes for ya'll.. Don't look down too long, you wouldn't know 'tearin' a new one' from a fvckin' 'asshole'.. If it wasn't for such an such, I wouldn't be where I am right now, fvck what you swerve, take a sip of respect, and forget that I am..

"Or did the ones with the good sense not use it?" T.I.P.

Read it wrong and you get the wrong idea. K.C.H.

B. 8

Life, live it.. My one to entice, I'll give it.. Straight up, you got my word just take it by the grain of a pixelated mind game, you with it?.. Each pixels represents what did it, occurrence of an 8 bit rhythmic pulse to the hindrance.. My octagonal phase is a trail that I have blazed, bewildered?.. It might be a maze to the days that I have dazed, would you consider?.. What you see is what you think, don't ya, mirror mirror.. I don't judge what I don't know, such others.. The highs and lows are the construct of this soul.. Re-configure what has shown, the only path that I have known.. Street litter, gutter grown, back alley underthrone.. Paved over urban home, concrete riddle roamin' ain't the same, urbanized migraines, painted brains is the picture.. 'Killing Fields' volume 2 meets 'Day of the Dead' summer blockbusted pray per view.. Now, wait, wait, let me take this one unit by the pace, a piece of scripture to retrace..