Just a freewrite....no title

Changes is occuring, soul left burning...
Darth Vader on my back keeps on reassuring..
Give in, let go, change, Nice wont get you anything...
When was the last time you seen a Nice king?...
Self struggle with myself has been the greatest battle yet...
Feels like I cant win, just another one of life's raffles, place bets...
But my Will is stronger than Hip Hop's fighting soul...
Keeps reciting to me to reach my goals...
But I'm exhausted and fatigued from all this fighting...
My needs are building up like static to lightning...
And slowly unleashing itself causing damage...
Trying to rot me from the inside like cabbage...
My surrounding is changing and expectations rising...
Its strange how now people coming to me when im providing...
Only seek my presence when something is needed...
While my good side continues to bleed till nothings left...
Worst part is I feel like im always destined to be like this...
Because I will never allow that damage to inflict...
I cant lose myself, my soul is chained to my mind...
Since birth and the keys been lost for a looooong time...
Reason why I still am who I am is cuz of everyone...
June you inspire me and have been since day one...
Never have I been unhappy while talking to you...
I care about you soo much you have no clue...
My family down at IU always hold me down...
Since back when Groups 07 kept knocking me down...
Memories made that will forever stay within...
You guys are the reason my dreams keep living...
Cant ignore my homie propaYne, 2009 and 10 its on...
Im not Diddy, you aint Big but lets change the world through song...
Not stopping until every single dream is reached...
Limit is the sky to most, but for us, the universe will be breached...
Cant forget Bishop for the poetry you been hitting me with...
Each and every one written really sticks...
And to everyone who feels like I been ignoring...
I apologize, but time is low and work keeps storming...
Im working today so I can relax the next day...
Looking ahead in the future without living replays...
I fell countless times, but I never stayed down...
Reason why I am all the way in the sky now...

Next stop... the universe...
Im moving forward..... never in reverse..

To everyone who has ever been in my life before, even if we dont talk anymore, I still think about ya from day to day. There are many people who I lost touch with who I wish I didnt, but sometimes that is just how it has to be. No matter where I end up in the next few years, I will never change, never forget who I am, and never forget the people who got me here. Sorry if this poem was longer than usual, but I just had A LOT on my mind lately, and it just had to be said.

~Rhymestyle~

IM SLACKING BUT IM PACKING...DONT EVER FORGET!

ADD IT UP...by dusean dunbar/ bishop g

IM A DEEP BLOGGING MANIAC,
STREET GOD WHO SANGS AND RAPS
2 SIDED LIKE GEMINI
THROW YA STONES WATCH MY GANG REACT,
THESE SILLY PICTURES BITCHES PAINT IS WACK
OVER THE HILL OLD HOES LOOKING FOR BABY SNACKS,
I SHOULD SUSTAIN FROM THAT
BECAUSE NEGATIVE FLAMES WILL HACK
MUTHAFUCKERS APART
THAT SHIT MADE ME FAMOUS BACK
IN MY OLD PERM SLICK BACK DIRTY FOLKS DAYS
SNEAKING BOONES FARM SINGING TWEAKING MUSIC FROM O'JAYS,
IN NO WAY DO I PLAN ON BACK PEDDALING,
PRACTICE WHAT I PREACH
IM IN TRAINING TO NEVER EVER BE IRRELEVANT,
FOCUSED ON POTENCY IN POETRY,
MAKE THAT AS POTENT AS MY SPERM..HAVE YOU NOTICED G?
SHOUT OUT TO SEAN FROM THE LUP-END SITE
KEEPING SHIT FRESH AND WETTER THAN TEN DIKES,
GOTTA MAKE A SPLASH IN LIFE
A RIPPLE IN THE WATERS,
BE GOOD AND YOU TOO SHALL LIVE WITH INVISIBLE BORDERS,
THAT MEANS YOU HAVE ACCESS
DOORS BECOME REVOLVING
BE A PART OF THE FUCKING SOLUTION NOT THE PROBLEM,
AND 50 RAPED RICK ROSS ON THAT NEW SONG,
ME AGAINST COPS IS WHATS POPPING ALL NIGHT LONG.


UMMM THE LAST PART WAS JUST SOME CONFUSING RAMBLING SHIT.

HOPE YOU ENJOY

ADD IT UP

ADD IT UP

ADD THAT INTO THE ARCHIVES.
I LOVE YOU BYE

THANKS FOR THE INSPIRATION DINO....FUCK HIP HOP!

FUCK HIP HOP! by bishop g/ duseandunbar



I NEVER LIKED HIP HOP
I GUESS I FUCKING HATED IT,
THE SHIT PEOPLE DEFENDING NOWADAYS WAS NEVER SACRED,
I HATE THE WHOLE...ITS A WAY OF LIFE SLOGAN,
I WANNA RIP THAT QUOTE APART LIKE THAT NIGGA LOGAN,
I MEAN WOLVERINE,ON THAT X -MEN SHIT,
TO HIP HOP
IM ON SOME XMAN SHIT
LIKE FUCK THAT BITCH,
SHE WAS NEVER WHO SHE PRETENDED TO BE,
EVERYBODY SAYING DIFFRENT SHIT AGAINST HER TO ME,
THEN EVERY BODY SAYING SHIT ABOUT HOW THE LOVE HER,
IM LIKE DAMN...SHE FUCKING WITH ALL THESE MUTHERFUCKERS?
JEALOUSY RUNS DEEP IN ME BUT DAMN I GOT THE EVIDENCE
SHE MADE PLENTY PEOPLE FEEL SPECIAL BUT THEN IRRELEVANT,
REALLY I JUST LIKE THE BEAT RHYTHMS AND PERSONALITYS
RELAYING THE MESSAGE BRINGING GOOD VIBRATIONS OUT OF ME,
POSITVE OR NEGATIVE..WHITE BLACK OR MEXICAN
PUERTORICANS HAD THE BEST RAPPER BIG PUN THE TERROR MAN,
BUT NOWADAYS...
I WANT THIS SHIT TO STOP,
I DONT CARE WHO FUCKING FLOPS
WHERE THE FUCKS THE NEW PAC?
WELL IM PAC BUT..
WHERE THE BIG PUNS AND KOOL G RAPS AT?
WHERE THE CANIBUS LYRICAL NIGGAZWITH THE BACKPACKS?
THE NEW N.W.A NIGGAZ IN BLACK HATS?
LETS GET CREATIVE ...WHERE THE RAPPERS WHO SMOKE CRACK AT?
I WANNA HEAR ANOTHER NEW CREATIVE ANGLE
THAT OLD HIP HOP BITCH CHOKED UP AND GOT STRANGLED.




OKAY...I WAS KINDA JUST RESPONDING TO THE SHIT MY BRTHER RHYMESTYLE JUST PUT UP HERE ABOUT HIPHOP...

EITHER WAY...ENJOY!

Had to post it... HOV!!!

Jay-Z My President is black Remix LIVE 1-18-09 from pleasedontstare on Vimeo.

My President Is Black [Remix]

My President is black
My Maybach too
And I’ll be goddamn if my diamonds ain’t blue
My money’s dark green and my Porsche’s light grey
And I’m headed for D.C., anybody feel me?

My President is Black in fact he’s half White
So even in a racist’s mind he’s half right
Even in these racist times we all right
My President is Black but his house is all white
Rosa Parks sat so Martin Luther could walk
Martin Luther walked so Barack Obama could run
Barack Obama ran so all the children could fly
So I’m gonna spread my wings you can meet me in the sky
I already got my own clothes I already got my own shoes
I was hot before Barack, imagine what I’m gonna do
Hello Miss America, hey pretty lady
Red white and blue flag wave for me baby
Never thought I’d say this shit, baby I’m good
You can keep your puss, I don’t want no more Bush
No more war, no more Iraq
No more white lies, my President is Black

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One Love... Hip Hop Forever

One Love, Now Rest In Piece

Beats foretold the story as it started moving...
Of breakers n painters painting a movement of music...
A genre so mysterious chipucabra aint ish...
One spin and a break there as the spray can spits...
Leaving scriptures of pictures all over...
Telling the story of this decayed city's soldiers...
How this "nothing" becomes something N grows bolder...
As "this" starst appearing around every street corner...
Ed Koch declared war spending millions...
No not against robberies, larsony, & Killings...
This man fought the ink & pens instead of stopping the spillin...
He had no blood on his hands just damn paint from buildings..
But "this" wins and is deemed the queen...
Yes ladies & Gentlemen she shows to be the one supreme...
Growth occurs as more of "it" returns...
Her knowledge dropped wasnt too hard to learn...
She spread her knowledge not knowing the consequence...
And developed these strange new elements that complement...
No emcee without a DJ which gave birth to break dance...
Graff tagged maps to say Hip Hop now stands...
But everyone around tried knocking it down...
But it was already successfull bound...
To hearts, minds, and souls pushing goals...
To reach dreams envisioned like wishing roads...

Then...

She taught me. loved me, and said good bye to me...
Kissed me on the cheek and then I heard a snap beat...
She died while I'm the one left alive...
As her imposters tried to say she was revived...
Well sorry to say this but they had lied...
If she was still alive, she'd stay up nights to cry...
Feeling her pain I stay awake asking why?...
Matter of fact you can still hear my soul cry...
This desecration was from her own creation...
With record label help, came this Rap Nation...
Claiming to be Hip Hop, but those liars ain't related..
When she died, she told me she ain't gon Claim em.. (Rap Today)
On my heart she graff'd her name...
Gifting this emcee and keeping me sane..
Rose me as a child even when I was into wild games..
but she died before she taught me to break dance...
I still love her and forever will...
In my heart forever so cleverly concealed...
But I'm never ashamed to reveal...
My love for Her, Hip Hop in its essence is too real...
But with her gone I spread her life to everyone...
Educating those miseducated thinking its about guns...
No drugs and disrespect, that ain't what she wants...
She ain't teach that, her son Rap was the one...
So rest in piece my love and much respect...
Ill never forget your teachings before your untimely death..
Hopefully now you can finally rest...
One Love... and ill NEVER forget...

PLATFORM OG. ME AND J BOOGIE DOING GONE

PLATFORM O.G.S RETURN

LMAO!! Classic...

PURE POETRY FROM PROJECT PAT...CLASSIC....

THE SPEECH OF ALL SPEECHES! ITS FROM CHOCES 1