Archive for March, 2013


Endless questions and always guessin…Broken lines of communication compound my stressin…Objections from every angle when every play you make is towards progression…This ain’t even my story this my homeboy confession but I consider it a blessin because his burn fueled the fire to my lesson…Currency first everything else comes second…The realist truth I know is that the world ain’t pleasant…So choose yo side be king or peasant…Hell proof and heaven sent…I put that on the strength that to see my dreams come true I will go to any lengths…In all my ways its evident I even went as far as mistreatment…So you know when I get it Im’a keep it…I’m using the secret so what I envision I guarantee I’m going to be it…Packed 2 extra clips fully equipped…Bout to close all lips right after I take a sip and then dip…Fly off in my starship…I end the B.S. I don’t spark and start shit…I want the game in a full grip…Bleedin the jugular like I’m on some pit bull shit…Follow the blue print on yo way to makin millions with leadership…


The fight was over before it started because I approached the situation half hearted…Consequences were discarded due to the guilt that was so strong…I played my part…Majority rule so in actuality I played the fool for not defending my case…It wouldn’t have made much difference because my advisories communicated outside my presence and that was their ace…Cause and effect left my judgment off balance but my heart was in the right place…In my mind I concocted an incredible recipe but when I shared it with the world it left a bad taste… 


My organs are filled with emotions…My brain deciphers cause and effect while my heart pounds hard to accept…Good intentions has gripped my neck and it’s fingers poke, poke and poke at my humanities death…My lungs swell as they inhale others actions…I must breath…I must breath so I exhale retaliation for my satisfaction…


Standing strong all alone on your own is such a sad ballad…No regrets just respect full effect just comes with the package…Playing for keeps…Step on my feet…I pray we never speak…Black tie black suit if we ever meet…Aggression is my nature…You try to keep the peace…It’s only two sides to the fence and that’s strong and weak…They say it’s a sign of strength if attacked  you should turn a cheek…I say that comes from a civilized mouth that ain’t been beat…Stand your ground on your principals and watch the pressure come…Flight or fight kicks in and I will never run…I got pride in my era because now we producing weaker seeds… Now a day’s heads turn easily by what we see…In my time we stood on what we believe no matter the fee…Looking for resolve holding court in the middle of the street…Times have changed folks are finding honor and satisfaction in backstabbing…Being holders of the truth with the only reaction…laughing…Or silence…Hold your tongue you’re just as guilty too…That’s why we stay divided cause we can’t trust who will see you through


The waters are choppy…That’ll never stop me…Being a Pirate is in my blood…Kamikaze…My hand flush…I’m all in…If it ain’t in the cards I’m using steel to win…It’s a savage life…I threw the rice…No matter how you play it we all gambling…Through the dice…By hook or crook I will catch my dream…Live free or die…By any means…I’ve stepped on toes…No regrets…My reasoning justifies my actions…I demand respect probably paid they ass back with a reality check…If there’s a problem we can address it with a parley…I’m paying attention so be careful on what you say…Played time after time so I don’t play…Unleash my cannons at your ass and I sail away…Played time after time so I don’t play…Stamp an expiration date on yo head…You got thirty days…Pay the piper now or we loot and plunder…Rolling in like a storm you can hear the thunder…Young demy-god no man shall put asunder…Intellectual savages we want the booty…It’s a constant battle…We struggle for control…You say you’re saving order in society and I say I’m losing civil liberties and part of my soul


Slow walk and I got hell on my heels…Jokers in the deck and the dealer throws a underhanded deal…Forged out of pressure and pain made with the best steel…There’s not a thing on this earth that can break this black man’s will…

The flick of the lid on my lighter provides a fresh flame…Long drag…Inhale deep I can feel the nicotine coarse through my veins…The liquor breaks the seal of my lips and its burn gives rise to desire…I’ve seen the look before…She has the air needed to feed my fire…

Full lips extra soft with a gloss that can break through the night…Neck line flawless and every curve on her body was just right…No trace of self-conscious…All woman…She moved with such grace…Her nectar must be sweet and I wouldn’t mind if I had a taste…Face to face and I can’t deny that it’s a struggle to look her in the eye…My mind wonders reminiscing the tease of her left thigh…Firm muscle encased in her beautiful skin…The look of admiration of this woman was holy and every thought after that was a sin…The hills she wore were sexy and gave her exercised calves extra tone…I didn’t see it any other way she would have to leave them on…Body language was the conversation and we left the building as soon as our drinks were gone…

Untamed passion is what followed when we reached her comfort zone…Four play was extended to savior every minute…Pleasure was the rhyme in the air and our moans kind of blended…No holding back with every stroke I gave my all…Her body responded as she gripped tight and the wetness dripped from her walls…Climax was reached and we released together with all our might…We lay embracing each other fatigued until the birds gave warning of the morning light…Nothing was said when I left the bed our eyes told the tell…We had an understanding between each other and we knew all was well…It was not a sad occasion so no tears would spill…

Slow walk and I got hell on my heels…Jokers in the deck and the dealer throws an underhanded deal…Forged out of pressure and pain made with the best steel…There’s not a thing on this earth that can break this black man’s will…