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I'm immune to bullshit, I mean lets just be honest
everyone sais their drama free
when in fact this world is full
of auditioning soap stars
oblivious to what their real hopes are
or were,
I mean I try to defer
the issues and scenes they play out
but I keep getting caught in role play
its not actually what my soul say
but I'm just pissed today
so it might be a cold day
well anyway
I dig deep inside to try to swallow the BS
entertained by the oh yes
and the hell no's
overwhelmed by the fake friends
that back stab and steal shows
I walk soft so the floors don't creek
keep my hands over my eyes
because I'm scared to take a peak
i mean my patience is just weak
keep a bucket on the floor
for my words when they leak
drama free you say
well now I'm kinda lost
because the drama you claim is free
truly comes with a cost
Posted at 10:28 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)
This morning I woke up the same way I fell asleep, you see I was born with the mentality, this demeanor, this swag, this sence to know everything even when I don’t, and if you ask me to admit I’m wrong, it’s a bet that I won’t, you see. I can't see what can't be or what was is gone, cross me the wrong way you can rest assure its on, but I sit in my own silence waiting for the right time, to voice my opinion, just because it’s mine, I’m the one of a two, without me there’s no you, I could tell you what you would like to hear, but my lies remain true, anyway I most likely just do what I do, why? Simply because I want to, you see there's no I in we or no five without three, just this game called life, making it you without me, but that’s all just silly mathematics, if you take away the two I’m still the one, see my journey just begun and some may say I have no reason I simply do this here for fun, but I don’t, I release the feelings you want to share but can’t, because you’re scared to be judged and stepped on like a candy wrapper in the street, allot of candied rappers from the street spit rhymes but they don’t spit no rhymes likes these, I spit words that create water drops that fill the water in seas, but anyway, some may not like this, some may feel its deep, but this morning I woke up, the same way I fell asleep....A man
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As life suspends you over the ledge of society and no one seems to wanna help you, and you slip, and slip, and you can see the end is near and no matter how hard you fight to get up, you just slip futher and further to your enevable death, but then wait, you realize that someone gave you this life, it was a gift and you cant give it away, you enjoy your life, and how the wind taps you on the shoulder as you kiss the sky, you like the sound of your name when someone calls out just to say hi, or when the moon sais good by before it rest behind the sea, so whats so bad, who said I had to go out for the count, who runs my life, you or society? Only god can judge me, as a great philosiopher once said in a 90's rap song, here is where I belong and im not going anywhere, so what im over weight, or my hairs to short, or i cant dance to save my life, Im still somebody, a child of god, son of a king, and im not ready to go, if you want me gone then come take me and im sure the exit will be your fate, allow me to be me and I will enjoy this life to the fullest because im not ready to go.
Posted at 01:23 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Sometime I forget my password, but finally got signed in, I guess I need to check remember me, so this doesnt happen again, anyway got 4 new friend request from some people I dont even know, and I cant even look to see who they are because there set to private, so their pages wont show,IGNORE!!! anyway 3 new messeges that im sure are saying nothing, like whats up, or something thats really not funny and the third one dont even have to open at all, because its my son, asking dad for some money, like my phone doesnt work, anyway, got about 5 notifications, lets see, bla,bla bla, bla,bla,bla, farmville, someone just sent me a bull, which would be ok, on another day, but right now all my stables are full. Spoke to some so called friends who dont reply, its cool because I know what the deal, and so called friends is how I keep them tagged, because I already know who's real, so anyway as I procede to take up more of my company's time by killing someone in mafia wars or even tending to the animals on my farm, which really I think is actually hard work, because I got this pain in my freaking forearm, well let me say hello to my friends and go because im really kinda paranoid, before I can play all the farmville that I want sitting at home on the couch unemployed.
Posted at 07:17 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)
I not only relay words, I relay words with meaning, words that save, words that bring a message to you in the form of a style, technic fashion if you will, words that are released for your listening and viewing pleasure, words that are small or too long for you to measure, words that bring joy or that can ease your pain, words that keep you calm or from going insane, these words mean so much, and some don’t mean a thing, words place to a rhythm the will definitely make you sing. My words will encourage, motivate and get hype, words I wrote with a pen, and some words I had to type, some words that impress your lover, some choice words to give your boss, some words you have for free and some words came with a cost, no matter what words you receive please handle them care, because this world would have no meaning if these words were not there.
Posted at 09:26 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
A man’s life take tolls and pays tolls as well, but when you travel your life thinking you’re the man, and your truly not a man, the biggest shock of all is realizing you haven’t matured until now, I mean right now, triggers a wakeup call, that didn’t come from the front desk, but from the reality of your lonely soul. And when you wake up alone and the other side of your bed is cold because that side of the bed hasn’t been turned down in awhile. Well at least not on a consecutive basis, so many number, so many faces, and even though she looks good, they all leave without traces, large rooms empty spaces, and then there was one. I think I've heard more echoes then the average man should here in a life time, this is not only a nice rhyme, but a cry for word or two, of what a so called playa do, or should do, when the love is real but the lies are true, you see I walk backwards in a rose bush, and I can’t see the beauty of it all, just the pain I feel every time I reach out for something that looks good, but my momma said that everything that looks good is not good for you, but that’s the life of a so called playa, spitting game in every direction, not really love or affection, she just gave me a signal, and I found the connection, can you here my now, naw I’m sure she wasn’t paying attention, but that’s the life of a so called playa, man of many words, and game like Kobe, but I think that’s all a betrayal of just the ones that don’t know me, or is that just the life of a so called playa,,,,,,lets see
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Ok so here we are graduated from high school on to bigger and better things, aiming to be all i can be, went to the U.S army. The Year is 1992 oh wait, lets not skip my 6 months of junior college days. PJC, Pensacola Junior College, now this place didn't seem that harmful, but for a so called player it was deadly. First year First offense, freshman in college, my dad had boughten me a BMW 325i for graduation, so teenager, college, BMW, you do the math, I thought i was the man, of all men. So situation, I had a high school senior girlfriend who i had been dating for awhile and cared allot about, well I ended up meeting a junior at my college, who was also very attractive so me trying to be the so called player that i was,I tried to maintain them both. Now at no point in time did the player fairy, tell me that these 2 girls went to the same church in the same choir..Now Imagine, those 2 finding out about each other, jumping in the car and high tailing it to my house, now at the time i was living with my boys family, like my god family,,,,,ok anyway, my god sister answers the door and lets both girls in, rule number 1 never allow the parties in question in the house. So im in the kitchen making something to eat, 2 angry black women rush in. Only thing i could say is let me explain, now mind you in these situations there are no explanations, only the ones you make up, so it better be creative. Now im not sure what and how i said what i said but needless to say, I doused the flame, lived another day, and maintained my relationship. Now there certain parts of the players creed you shouldn't know unless your a player inductee but in that part of the game you have to dig in the archives to find solutions to keep you from getting caught the next time. Never date girls that attend the same church, churches are to small easy to get caught, schools are ok, you can maneuver but its dangerous, work,,,,defiantly not, girls who are related will get you killed these are some key factors to keeping you from getting caught others include, Locking your cellphone, cellphones will get you caught every time, never keep your other girls name in your main phone, have an extra number is possible. Never call your other girl from your home phone, she will call back, i don't care if she know you have a girl, one day your gonna piss her off and she will call, out of spite. HAIR, hair will get you caught, if your girl has black hair and you have blond hair in your bed, your going down, unless you play with Barbie's.lol perfume will get you caught, if your girl wheres white diamonds and your sheets smell like Gucci,,,,there may be a problem.Anyway stay tune for your lesson, on how to be a so called player as we dig deep into the players hand book...peace.
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