April 2010
Bang The Beats
Sleep with a set of drums, so I guess I’m banging these beats.
Kidnapped the monster in the closet and set it loose on the streets.
Ripping your rap sheets down the middle when I fiddle with speech.
Other rappers mad at the skill level yelling at me like sheesh!
No competition capishe? I reach heights you’ll never imagine.
My soul screams in homilies, to passionate for most to fathom.
Satan...
“If I got blunted, i could crack the billboard top 100. then get clean and sober...”
– Manchild of Mars Ill and Deepspace 5
Wordplay pt. I
Now I would play with word play but my words play hide-n-seek. Its hard for me to find ‘em when I’m rhyming i have to seek. and i don’t flow like most rappers; usually i just leak. only a drip drop of hip-hop trickles throughout my week. So i would play with word play, but my words play cops and robbers. phrases golden are often stolen then hidden from the coppers. and i...
A Handful Of Skill
I grabbed a handful of skill just for the thrill and then I tossed it. I seldom flow when I speak so I leak more like a faucet I never lost it, matter of fact I never had it. That’s the reason why my lyrical skill seems sporadic Like a radio station barely playing through all the static Rumor has it, my rap book’s somewhere up in the attic. Still I flow whit rock-n-roll and pour my soul to...
Constantly Ill
I flow in proverbs and speak for these geeks and nerds. I talk in dreams translated Into nouns and verbs I understand this ain’t the music that the would prefers I just amplify the truth until everybody has heard. If Jah blessed it, I stress it Until the lesson is learned. You cant take this mic from me kid, Wait your turn. My words take flight dog, Their wings were earned. I let the...
Blood Bought
Repentance is how my sentence begins. I pour the contents of my heart into these poems to help atone for my sins. Time and again, im fighting battles im not able to win. Im constantly under pressure and too weak to defend. I take advantage of the times my faith shatters and breaks. I take the tables and turn them and try to learn from my mistakes, But theres higher stakes at risk So don’t...
The Alarm Clock is Ringing So Get Up...
Alarm clockin, tryna wake up the youth. shakin the booth. i recite the rhymes i write and make ‘em shake in their boots. im amplifyin the truth until you open your eyes and realize that the media’s force feedin you lies. so keep a fist to the sky, the other hand to the plow like mic check 1, 2 to the beat of your brow. cause when you puttin down like this there aint no time for mistakes i...
Dj Amplive from Zion I made a couple remixes of...
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Listen To Me
He stares from out the back seat, passenger-side car window
And wipes the fog off with his sleeve so he can see.
Asks his reflection how he’s doing. But doesn’t expect an answer back.
I only wish that they would listen to me.
Thanks for asking me Billy I’m actually pretty swell.
I’m bringing my teddy bear to school because today is show and tell.
Wait. Did you say something, Teddy? I’m a...
“I was born at a time where you earned respect for the rhyme, and the way you...”
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Wordplay pt. II
One thousand words are worth a picture, so picture one thousand words written.
Glossy black blasted back to sky blue pinstripes they sit in.
Marching in between the margins and white aisles in single file,
The black bleeds. White barely seen like teeth in crooked half smiles.
You can even see the indentions, tension from the pen scratching canvas.
The darkest purple of midnight ink spills and...
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Roach Infested
In God he trusted, but he’s disgusted at his roach infested household spitting mouthfuls of obsenities, and his sanity’s highly doubtful. Its slipping between his fingers, he clenches his fist in hopes to catch it. But a racket in the corner distracts him so he couldnt grasp it. He lashes out in anger, no signs of danger, but stomps the ground. and erupts in a frantic panic if ever he hears...
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A Matter Of Time
Its only a matter of time until the minute hand drags me under they say time heals everything, i guess its supposed to be working wonders. But nothings happened since ive been staring at menacing red neon numbers throwing glances towards the two hands ticking louder than claps of thunder. the mass murder of millions no mere mortal man can outlast. theres no defense against your onslaught...
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Once In A Dream
Once in a dream God taught me to sing you
The most beautiful song I’ve ever heard.
I woke up and scrambled to write it down
But now I cant remember the words.
I’m almost certain it started somewhere
Out on the swing sets where we first met.
I’m beginning to picture it now,
Thought I still haven’t found the words yet.
I lie awake through lonely midnights,
Sit tight and write all that comes...
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Monster In The Closet
I got monsters in my closet. I’m positive. Mommy, I’m honest,
I promise that they’re not make believe.
I haven’t seen them, but I can hear them and though you said there’s nothing to fear
I’ve kept the covers over my head and prayed to God that they leave.
The shadows dance under the door; I hear the creaks in the floor,
And what’s more, mommy, they wont go away.
Make them leave, mommy, I’m...
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this is a link to my bandcamp site which has a music store so yall can download my music. I hope you guys enjoy it.
