Friday, October 31, 2008

Self-Explanatory

I ain't perfect but I sho would like to be, I ain't worth it, God knows I'm after she. Picture perplexed, distortin' imagely. It sure hurts like heck, those texts weren't meant to see, the day of light, confessed to her, for me. For the better, my health importantly, I know letters aren't the forfeit of the you and I, you see. Ever dreamt so wide, the end does not apply, the opportunity among the eulogy, discerning the fool in me. Returning retribution for my polluted revolution, ideologies change but not the one who remains. I'm still here, I should've been the one to disappear. Inscribe my rightful thinking, mislead when actions blinkin', death bed should of been mines cuz I'm slowly sinkin'. Only an uplift from a spliff could set me free from grief, but look here chief, I'm not givin' up Aneef.

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Nonderstanding

I'll ram my rod into your girls' bod for fuckin' with the under god. My blunder dog, is you frontin' the Wonder's mod. Hood grown neva flawed, you'da thunk I'm your mighty God. Son, teachin' and learnin' is one thang, breachin' and burnin' is ones' fame. Preachin' a sermon is ones' game. No lie lives here, I steer clear from the bitches who yap in fear. Underestimated not fully pixelated, mind game trade it for the fine wave to stay sit. Uncomprehendable, always inelegible, turn'd down cuz my face is so and so. I'll take it and let it go, which some cats may neva know. Return back with double dough to bake cake for my father, you know. He can't be bother'd though, I'll make my way, I'm out the door. Not even backed by bros, I'm sittin' here mackin' ho's, supposedly, who knows. The northside(nutsack) playas can be naysayers, ya'll got balls, but I got the cock to let it blow. You want blocks, I'm lettin' you know, don't talk down, or you end up a foe. Keep it rational, I got stats you don't, you got stats I won't, ever hear, feel me peer. Or betta yet, the age is clear. You nowhere near me so keep it there.

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Uni Verse

My head is in the verse, like the uni when it burst. Scattered senses left me out. Never again will I sprout nonsensical mythos when in doubt. You can travel your own route, not like mines stompin' grounds. You say this and that, but I don't play click the clack. You may have homies that don't know me, and the fools frontin' phonies. They not down, chugg a 40, spit some rounds, put that on me. You seem to be worried, I got nothin' to lose, must be buried. Haters fuss and they flurry, tickle'em down with a flurry. McBought maggots and I'll bash on them faggots. Like a tick, let'em talk, I'll be your wick, light me off. See me flinch, hurry boss, c'mon grinch, hate it off.

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Gather Round

Put me on a track where you take it a decade back. Freedom days gone, growin' up in the east side of the strong. At the beach swiggen erk'in jerk puffin' on a bomb, blunt, lookin' for some thongs from a cunt. We crept the night, cuz we didn't belong in the day, too suspect, even if around L.A. And to this day, the boys in blue never swayed. The packs been dealt, the cards been played. To those who learn, and those who pray, the streets not gone, engaged in many ways. Story tellin' hood bang yellin', postin' up till the block starts swellin'. Cops arrive and you can't tell'em, who's on parole and who's a felon. Start mobbin' home or you start mellowin', mind blown out, come to a crawl back at the jailhouse inn where it sins randomly on repeat again and again.

Monday, October 27, 2008

Head Over Feels

I can't find my path, unstable walkin' a wrath, hung from above, I'm holdin' my epitaph. Zig zaggin' a mess, it's unclear to be travelin' linear. Negativity is dear, neva hate or neva fear, it's not too late, I'm chasin' still in the rear. When waitin' suddenly takes place, it's the day I'll see your face. Upbeat, so conceit. The finest wine design from fleet of the feet. We'll meet undiscreet, dispute a couple of feats. Make my way on over slowly seduce you softly with poetry. Let you know what got ahold of me by way of the older me. Been bruised by the coldest shoulda, it infuses the most potent aroma. The stench of a disturbed persona, carries on the tune of a lonely souljah. It can't be over, otherwise my heart has been Ranged Rover'd. Running rampant apart from being sober I'll be gone in (originally)November until the neverending remembers.

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Fathersome

It's a beautiful struggle, you left me here to be juggled. Not even a firm direction, I'm puzzled. Why give birth to me, I'm muzzled. You're suppressing my bubble. I can't even exert off my potential, worried about my fallen credentials. You weren't considerate of my dentals. I learned you hid off my supplementals. It's like I'm holdin' on by a string you created for me to sting, you back, I'm no longer that little pin, as if I'm your only tack. Your thumb against my back is done forever so called dad. And no, I'm not even mad, I'm immune to the sad. Just be there when I'm squared and then you'll be glad. If not, that'll be another no show, and I'll hold you to that. Everything you tried, I'll multiply and decide, you can hope that I strive, but my stroke will be Bona-fide.

Saturday, October 25, 2008

Wrong Way

In exchange for the light, I want to lead my life. Servin' a purpose not worth searchin' on this night. The devil is knockin', wood grain rockin'. Whisperin' who's been watchin', who's next poppin'. Body guard blockin', one shot, bonk him. Drop one Compton, drop some Tonkin. Swallow soul often, quota met, comp him. Soda set, stomp'em, liquor mix, launch one. Switch the clip, stock'em. You on the list godson, sendin' a gift God send. And when you descend all gauzed in gin, I'll ascend with my purpose served keynotes in hymns. The word rewrote on skin, permanently dressed to win. Not lookin' back at the sins, more like a crack addict on a scwhinn. Striding through nose up at the wind. Contemplate whichever which way, ridin' all goosed up into the next day. Come to find out, crew prayin' to you layin' casket capped and wrapped to who's sayin' is not the ordinary group to who sang it. You bang'd it, and I rang your bell, forewarned your early trip to hell. Very well, you knew what you smell'd, and nosedived your own self in what you now dwell.