Flesh and Stripes

Flesh and Stripes

The cold misty smell of decaying flesh fills the atmosphere of the inner city.

Flesh ripping and tearing like a hamstring that was not stretched well before a race.

The grace of Blacks fade away into the summer night with memories filled with pain.

Pain drains the soul while Blacks search for fulfillment yet, Blacks' fulfillment is unfound similar to how the U.S. could not found Bin Laden.

Hearses are filled with fictional tales of the American Dream but in the quest for that dream, Blacks are caught in the rat race and become, missing like JonBenet Ramsey.

Through fire of the barbwire cutting your throat pain is felt yet, forgotten because they achieve the American Dream yet their soul is rotten at the core like the grim reaper himself.

Underneath the ground is a crypt with a delicious pleasure, which is the black mind, so easy to corrode and mislead....

Greed and hunger wage a wedge between the conceptual idea of going against the idea of thinking freely, which forces them to sink and erode away into the graveyard...

Bodies are the soulless devices that promote the unproductive process of achieving the American Dream...

Strings and stripes equal heartache and pain with the vision of the grim reaper himself....

The grim reaper waves the American Flag as he takes the souls of Blacks one by one...

Hardship and fresh carcasses define how Blacks get lost in the wind through the handcuffs.

Bleeding, pleading, and screaming, "I am innocent" as their lives leave along with their souls.

Forcing Blacks to want and need causing them to drift aimlessly like Pat Swazi visiting Demi Moore.

Invisible like a ghost I am black in America helpless with no identity.

Their souls are gone so there is no fight or determination to be great therefore, settling for the projected American Dream which transforms into Hurricane Katrina.

Blacks want what they can't have and when they get what they want, they can't have it because they can't think clearly, hence their insides combust to failure.

Knife in my heart, blood dripping, muscle contracting, head spinning, and veins bursting my life is controlled by the outside world.

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Political Divide

Political Divide

Our political situation is a mathematical problem. The division in our politics is because our political system is divided into parties. In each of the parties, they're factions and with factions that equals fractions. How can we get the sum to equal a whole when a fraction of the group is working on a dividend of the problem?! The politicians are dividing the synergy when they should be multiplying the chemistry. The country continues to increase the number of issues but the politicians continue to decrease their energy. A bunch of political confusion because politics are more about party alliances then the country's chemistry. Too much wasted energy, this political non sense is causing social pollution. Too many politicians are diluting the substance in their platforms and this is decreasing the efficiency of their solutions. If the political system continues to increase politicians' dividends, then the group will never be able to evaluate the equation. Enough of the propaganda, get to the square root of the issues because the people are tire of the corporate persuasion. There aren't any postulates to follow in politics so the alternate interior issues aren't angularly equal. Our political math is a destructive equation that's why our history repeating itself is a recurring sequel. The smear tactics to discredit the other candidates, is causing the citizens to be in an algebraic seclusion. The people want the mathematical answer, that's solving the equation without any political illusion. It's time to figure out the variables so our political can come to a conclusion.

Can we put our differences aside? Too much smoke and mirrors, its destroying the political fiber of America, or maybe its strengthening it since most politicians are corrupt. It makes no sense that you disapprove of a proposal only because you're a Republican and the other person is a democrat. You affiliate with a certain political party because your parents do, that is just asinine. No wonder, the country is brainwashed by politicians because most people are unwilling to differ from their parents political beliefs. If the politicians have division amongst themselves, then how do they expect the citizens to come to an agreement on politics?! Maybe the division is another illusion tactic to the herd the masses, similar to cattle. They're a lot snakes and baby in politics, that's why most politicians best attribute is shaking the rattle. It's sad to say since our country is so divided, normally the best impostor wins the battle. We have to realign our minds so the country can be on the same page again. Book It


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California Born

California Born

Change with the time or your future will repeat your present

All avenues to progression start with accepting change

Love your flaws and be thankful for your gifts

Intelligence is only one piece to the puzzle of obtaining success

First rule of survival is you have to get your mind right

Operate with urgency but at a pace suitable for the conditions

Reach out and pull someone along with you in your journey

Never be afraid to bring out new ideas

Imagination is the bridge between clarity and artistic freelance

Ambition is the driving force to achieving the impossible

Bad results aren't failure but not trying is

Only dream if you have the courage to achieve them

Reboot your mental when you're trying to provoke change

Nothing ever appeases the minds appetite to learn

The Country's Corner

The Country's Corner

Why does our country continue to ignore the imperfection of our national. The destructive cycle of disregarding our flaws has bred our country for a culture of procrastination. Pointing out other people problem is our country's extacy. The man in the bank is selling this girl a dream because smoke and mirrors is our country's specialty. There are people in this country who are terrified of my knowledge yet, they are comfortable calling me a monkey. Some those people are smart and racist but, they are comfortable being a dumb dude's flunky. Yea, I'm a black man. Our country doesn't want me to reload my clip and hit you with this knowledge, it rather me be on the corner introducing my people to that glass dick and that crack fix. Struggle brings out your glass jaw or you're countering with quick fists. One of our country's problem is that we put the world on our shoulders, back breaking issues, now our economy has a herniated disk. Bail bond man's negotiations, there was a solution for it, the bailout was a quick fix to get rich. The country wants our kids to be brave but, how is that possible when they're bred to be heartless slaves. The darkness of our fraudulent spending is put in bright lights, in the basement of a government's rave. It's a travesty, I know I'm not MLK so is that the reason I can't get my street repaved?! Life is the Olympics, we're running for success, who's Dan and who's Dave? Our country's propaganda of negativity, has our citizens living in darkness might as well grew up in a cave. The middle class of America is criticized for over spending but it's a problem too when they cut back and start to save. It's a problem if you're dumb or smart, shut them down, break them down, the country is trying to bred slave. Operate with a purpose because knowledge is survival so never back, this is suppose to be the home of the brave.

The country's corner, the country's corner is cold everyday. When your knowledge is low, and your pockets are frail it feels like a cold day in hell. Your freedom isn't imprisoned but you're in mental jail. Don't succumb to the country's corner because even the strong become frail. It's the country's corner where only knowledge and hunger prevail.

Every city has a corner where a dude is giving a 38 special, that's a strip with 38 hos. She needs the loot, so for a few dollars she give 9 or 10 blows. I don't knock anyone's hustle, but why not rock the mic on stage for 4 or 5 shows. Publicly government officials' feelings toward the corner girls is a real disdain. It's crazy though, privately those same officials are getting felt on in the mustang. The country is run by hypocrites so it shouldn't surprise them when the citizens do something hypocritical. The attention deficit to detail is the reason our financial system is on critical. You can careless if we pay less for medical because your outlook on life is so cynical. How is our country promoting social betterment yet, it's pushing most of the people away from the pinnacle. Unifying the country that might take a miracle. What's the power of a dollar? The rich will rob the poor to pad their pockets. It will make the poor try to rob the rich, but they end up with wrist lockets. Life is a movie, racial tension nigga get your hand out my pockets. Strong arm tactics, our country is pulling the education system out of the socket. Houston we have a problem children can't read but we're trying to build rockets. Robin Hood mentality, you can't be mad at the poor trying to strengthen their pockets. Greed is our country's downfall so spread the wealth around. Why should the consumer suffer when you're making record profits. The lies, the greed and the hypocrisy, as a country we need to change our outfit.

The country's corner, the country's corner is cold everyday. When your knowledge is low, and your pockets are frail it feels like a cold day in hell. Your freedom isn't imprisoned but you're in mental jail. Don't succumb to the country's corner because even the strong become frail. It's the country's corner where only knowledge and hunger prevail.

The Drug of Success

The Drug of Success

You ever want something so bad that love doesn't describe the passion you have for it?! Your blood, sweat and tears along the journey is your soul releasing your fears. I'm confident in my own abilities and all the underestimation is music to my ears. Yea, I know greatness takes time but being mediocre is my biggest fear. What do you know about sitting in your room, and writing until your brain hurts because you're changing your thoughts into spears. 1000 horses are pushing my ambition locomotive since the hunger inside is pushing me to change the gears. Bring on the unknown because progression can't with fear. You have to stop believing the propaganda, hesitation and skepticism will cause your opportunities to disappear. The belief in a limitless future, and when your preparation meets your opportunity your luck will reappear. Enhancing my performance by mixing my knowledge with the antlers from on a deer.

Success is the opium of society, once you taste it, you gotta have more, you gotta the pure. Succeeding once doesn't appease the addiction, everyone is looking for the next hit. A taste of success, you gotta have more, you gotta have the pure.

What do you know about being so close the finish line you can smell it but not close enough to taste it. Don't take success for granted because there's always someone waiting to extract your opportunity. Success is surgical since the road to achieve it is giving my motivation a face lift. Your blood, sweat, and tears are faceless, its the nature of the beast so face it. I'm a hot dog when it comes to success because my failures will never catch up. Now mustard down your hating because I relish overcoming underestimation. Yea I know the beef with my critics is kosher because my bun of ambition is blanketing their rebuttal. Chip Kelly of my journey, obtaining my aspirations by going no huddle. The nature of success is offensive, its simplicity is complex that's why the defense is looking befuddled. Everybody is looking for affection and success is an attractive relationship, which is why the people who are envious want to cuddle. I'm mildewing a blueprint for my success since I'm always sleeping in ambition puddle. Why not sleep and bathe with the soap, called success? Without success being apart of your life, it leads to depression. When success becomes absent, then your skills go through a talent regression. It's all about plating your confidence, so you can astutely serve your success projections.

Success is the opium of society, once you taste it, you gotta have more, you gotta the pure. Succeeding once doesn't appease the addiction, everyone is looking for the next hit. A taste of success, you gotta have more, you gotta have the pure.

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It's Fabricated

It's Fabricated

Cotton hard or rock soft, you can rock on or rock off. That tough guy facade is only getting your rocks off. Off the top, I'm off the block. I'm not pitching the rock, just spitting what you cook in a pot. That lethal, it will make ya heart stop. I don't pose to be hard, its just hard being me. It's easier to be yourself, yet you're trying hard to be a wannabe. Lies are the enemy and I'm spitting behind enemy lines. My truth is making the enemy's bodies drop. No top, ruthless with lyrics, so the onslaught won't stop. Non stop perpetration, the X on your mouth marks the spot. Assassination to the fictitious facades, I'm snipering for big dreams and my ambitions are the red dot. Lies are everywhere, there’s no logical arrangement, a bunch of scattered plot. A needle filled with truth serum, the injection is the liars' burial spot. A graveyard of falsification, dead the fabrication or your conscience will erode and rot. Yea cooking up a solution, its my desire and ambitions boiling in the pot. Lies are a different version of the truth, that's an incomplete plot. Get your story right because the truth's attention is killing your spot.

You can captivate the audience without being a fictitious goon. With your fabricated street cred, now the streets are talking and you're looking like a buffoon. The lies are cloudy and the truth is on the forecast, a person's clarity is the typhoon. Too many people's persona are a tornado of lies, pulling the wool over our eyes, a bunch of racoons. I'm hate liars so I'm sharp with the criticism, yea spitting harpoons. Your fraudulent activities are bring in the storm, I can feel the monsoon. The truth is lunar eclipsing the lies, the facts are written on the moon. You can't hide yourself forever, your taste of reality is coming soon. Lying is an epidemic so I'm diplomatically deploying my defenses,the first line is my creative platoon. You're suiciding your tough guy persona, the only thing you're drawing are cartoons. It's western style, we're hanging the liars at high noon. Rifling off the facts, yea that's gunning the truth, I'm a word play goon. I'm not a butterfly yet since my attribute metamorphosis is still in my greatness cocoon. I'm done for now but I'll be back soon.
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The Movement

The Movement

A fire breathing dragon, scorching the game, my thought pattern is lyrical butane. Suicide the message, Kurt Cobain, straight jacket the knowledge, the school system will make you go insane. Coining my tendencies because I'm trying to make change. We pay more for less and less for nothing. What's the value for knowledge being exchanged? Take your wisdom to provoke change, instead of idolizing the man on the corner asking for change. The corner man is having withdrawals, he's stuck in the same spot that’s limited range. The uneducated are loving the negative publicity, they just love the fame. Negativity doesn't make you famous, it puts your name infamy. Just kickin' the truth that’s why the haters have it in fa me. When you rain the knowledge, your name will reign infamous. Its established that the establishment lies are notorious, to project our country's decisions as glorious. Never scum to negativity or your detractors will become victorious. No victories for my detractors, more like victims of being unsuccessfully notorious. It's all about the ambition movement because living for a job will become laborious. Just remember that struggle builds character, after the smoke clears your ambitions will be victorious. I'm a intellectual warrior, who's critically acclaiming, it's critical for you to put your ambitions on a pedestal. Life is all about forward movement, but you can't move forward if you're living in rewind. You have to run with your passion, or your skills will continue to decline. Upward grinding for greatness since my determination is on the incline. Relax and recline, no time for it because the snakes and vultures want to snatch you from behind. Hmm, ambition is subliminally sublime, your life is a path that is undefined. You must remember to be apart of the right movement because some forward motion can still be considered stagnation. Yea, you're just walking forward that's not social or ambitious progression. No thought movement, you're dead while alive its a recluse depression. Stop it with the facade, we all know you're not grinding, your major is dilapidated regression. I'm adding to my versatility to increase my marketability in social and economical recession!

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