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Boogiewoman
boogiewoman, on the dance floor
im the one u used to boogie for
now u throw it all on some other fool
and u dont give a fuck im still in love with u
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boogiewoman, used to believe in u
told me a story, i believed it true
about me and u, big house, vehicle
baby seat in the back as we cruise the scenic view
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boogiewoman, goes creepin at night
steal ur heart, like a thief, out of sight
disappear quick as a blink of the light
i guess she thinks that’s alright
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boogiewoman, a monster
make memories scream in ur dreams, she will haunt ya
said she wanted love, she wants a sponsor
but i know what she doesn’t want, karma.
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I Should Stop
This applies to many different things in life…
I thought we had something…
But like a vending machine that ate my dollar, I put my all into you and ended up with nothing
I thought you were my friend…
But now I see, when it suits your purposes, you pretend
I think I should stop thinking, because my thoughts get me nowhere…
I think I should stop feeling, because no matter how I feel, you don’t care.
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Why did the chicken cross the road?
Why did the chicken cross the road?
Who knows? But what I do know
Is that you crossed the road in my mind
Briefly
And then a truck hit your dumb ass
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Gunshots Outside
I hear gunshots outside, helicopters fly by
I hope someone didn’t just die…
And if he died, I hope his mother already died
So they can be together and she no longer has to cry…
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I’m Learning
I let them all go for you
Some of the most beautiful, intelligent women, now I have nothing left to show but you
Wouldn’t piss on me to keep me from burning
I’m a terrible judge of character, but thanks to you…I’m learning
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Beauty On The Train
beauty was her name, it’s a shame
my eyes traced her frame for one stop on the train
then in a flash, doors opened, she went away
will never know she was on my mind all day
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Wake Up
these dudes are brainwashed, they claim boss
prematurely, when they’ve really attained naught
to much tv and rap music, niggas need to read something
niggas need to go up the street and see something
different, get out the box you boxed in
mentally locked in, as if there is no other option
im not mocking, just droppin, some philosophies
anti aristocracy and one world prophecy
niggas dont analyze the propaganda properly
society is brain robbery, yall all have had lobotomies
wake up
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Wander
my heart beats against my ribs like a political prisoner
my organs yelling free that nigga, let him live but the
powers that be, want him trapped inside
why can’t you let me feel alive
let me ride out, wander the land nomdicly
thoughts of you enter my mind so sporadically
what a tragedy, almost comedy, but its real
physically harming me, and that fact that you don’t feel
a damn thing about it makes it hurt worse
use ur name in sentences adorned with curse words
i’m thinking what would buddha do if he went thru with you
the things that i do that universal truth concludes
has no place in a happy existence
the truth just as bad as the lie, which one should i resist it’s
a long road to the right path
dealing with this music, tryna make this cash
tryna be me in this world full of those types
if there was no left still wouldn’t go right
if there was no wrong, still wouldn’t be correct
never give respect, hoping to achieve respect
my third eye open, scoping the poison that’s most potent
in the discrepancies between your actions and your words spoken
hoping, that maybe one day it’ll add up
but you can’t eat hope, so i can’t give a fuck
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No Good
you no good, like you don’t know good
try to show good, u run away, back to yo’ hood
the ghettos of your mind, you feel comfortable? fine
discomfort causes growth, im quite uncomfortable in mine
exploring the universe, left you behind
in a whole that knows nothing but decay and decline
but, it’s whatever, as long as ur happy, fine
i can’t be your father, aint had mine for some time
so i gotta be my own, for me and my mother
gotta prioritize and restructure
avoid the unhappy and unlucky like the plague
associating with your kind will send me to the grave
some ppl are just bad, aint nothing gonna change it
thanks for the life lesson, i appreciate it
