SPIRIT STEERING
by d.dunbar/ bishop g/ kingyoda
NO RESPECT FOR PRESENT PHYSICAL DIRECTIONS
YET IM SEARCHING FOR A WAY TO GO,
EVERYDAY I TAKE ONE MORE PILL..
THAN THE DAY BEFO(BEFORE),
ALWAYS TOOK INITIATIVE TO LEARN
WHAT THEY WAIT TO KNOW,
SURROUNDED BY SUICIDAL SEEDS
SEE...THEY HATE TO GROW,
SOME EQUATE WEALTH TO GROWTH...
ACQUISITIONS OF GUCCI BELTS WITH HOPE
AND NEVER DEALT WITH A OATH...
SOLEMNLY SWORE ON CHRIST'S WOUNDS,
TO NOT LIKE GOONS
WHO INCITE DOOM
ON A MASSIVE SCALE
AS FRIGHT BLOOMS,
AND HATE BLOSSOMS,
TIS THE SEASON FOR THE DEMON AGENDA
BORN STRONG BUT TOO WEAK TO REMEMBER,
SO THEY TREND FOLLOW...
DO WHAT THOU WILT
BUT SIN LEADS TO SORROWS OF TOMORROW
SELLING SOULS
THAT YOU CANT BORROW
BACK ONCE YOU DONT POSSESS...
PROTECT YOUR VESSEL'S GUIDE,
WHATS DONE IN A DARK AMUSEMENT PARK
ON THAT SPECIAL RIDE,
CATCHES UP TO YOU IN THE LIGHT..
SO WHO YOU RIDING WITH?
HELL IS SIDE ON THE ROAD
IF YOU DECIDE TO DRIFT,
DRIVE MUTHAFUCKA!
RIDE THE RED LINE
by kingyoda/bishop g/ d.dunbar
I KNOW NO MAN IS AN ISLAND...
BUT SOME AINT EVEN BLOCKS,
ARREST THEY OWN DEVELOPMENT
AND THEY AINT EVEN COPS,
MY AGE IS 3 DECADES...
IM LESS PAID THAN MOST,
BUT IM SPIRITUALLY LUXURIOUS
GLORIOUS WITH THE QUOTES,
IM WARRIOR FOR HOPE...
EVEN THOUGH TATTED WITH HOPELESS,
A LONG SLEEVE OVER THAT
HOPEING YOU DIDNT NOTICE
AS I VOCALLY TRY TO FOCUS
AND COACH THEM TO THE BRIGHTSIDE,
EVERYDAY AINT ALWAYS BRIGHT...
YOU THINK THE NIGHT DIED?
LEFT THINKING RIGHT DIED...
BLIND THINKING SIGHT DIED..
THOSE WITHOUT A OUNCE OF AGGRESSION'
BE THINKING FIGHT DIED,
IF YOU CAN STAND
AND MAKE IT TO BASE...
MY NIGGA WHY SLIDE?
BASEBALL ANALOGIES TO EXPLAIN
MY SIDE,
OR CURRENT TRAIN OF THOUGHT
TO LIFES GAMES,
DONT TAKE IT SERIOUS
AND DON CORNELIOS YOUR BRAIN,
KEEP YOUR SOULS TRAIN ON TRACK
BE A BETTER CONDUCTOR,
I FUCKED UP
CUZ DONT TO MUCH RHYME WITH CONDUCTOR.
WHO'S PLAYING FLUTE?
by kingyoda/ d.dunbar
I WAS WAITING TIL MARCH
TO START
A POETRY MARCHING BAND
ART SPARKED
EXTENDING ARMS AND HANDS,
A NEW WHITNEY HOUSTON SCAR
ON MY HEART... GODDAMN,
DEMONS PROSPERING
ANGELS DYING
BUT THATS PART OF THE PLAN?
I CALL IT FOOLS LOGIC
WHO"S DEPOSIT WAS THAT,
YOU DO GOOD IN SCHOOLS AND COLLEGE
JOBS AINT CALLIN YOU BACK...
ON TOP OF THAT...
ON TOP OF THAT WE AT THE BOTTOM,
NIGGAS WILL PROBLY SAY SPEAK FO YASELF..
OK..ME AT THE BOTTOM,
BUT THAT SEPERATION
DEEPENS THE PROBLEM,
ISOLATION WILL HAVE YOU SAYING
PILLS AND WEED IS GON SOLVEM,..
CALL OF DUTY CALLING ME AT THE MOMENT
SO LET ME END THIS...
OR LET ONE MY FELLOW POETS
END IT FROM MY FRIENDS LIST
Y.W.M.
WATCHING
NIGHT OF THE LIVING DEAD,
NASTY HYPES GIVING HEAD,
PLASTIC PIPES IN A SHED,
NEVER ASK TWICE...
ITS A SIN TO BEG,
MAKE THE BODY DO
WHATS IN YOUR HEAD...
OR LET THE WHOLE CITY DOWN
BRANDON ROY INJURED LEG,
BLOG...AND POEM POSTER,
UP AND DOWN KNOWN COASTER,
NEVER THROW STONES
AT THE SLING SHOT TEAMS COACHER,
HOPER FOR THE BETTER THINGS,
BUT WITNESS TOO THE WORST,
HARD TO KEEP A FREE MIND
WHILE THERE IMPRISONING THE EARTH,
ITS A START...
LIKE STRIPPERS STRIPPING WHILE LISTENING TO CHURCH,
WITH INTENTIONS ON TIPPIN FOR SCRIPTURES
WHATS THE PICTURE WORTH...
FUCK A COVER OF THE BOOK JUDGER,
THEY SAY HATERS ARE JUST MISUNDERSTOOD LOVERS
YEAH WHATTEVER MUTHAFUCKA.
WAIT...MY CORD
BY D.DUNBAR/ BISHOP G/ KINGYODA
I PONDER...
MOOD SOMBER...
MY MOMMA IN MONTGOMERY,
WONDER BOUT THE ONES
WHO"VE RECENTLY
WENT UNDERNEATH,
I MEAN...
THE ONES WHO RECENTLY
ROSE ABOVE THIS,,
OUT OF BODY
NO MORE BILLS
AND FAKE LOVE SHIT,
4 MORE PILLS
AND ILL FEEL
A LITTLE CLOSER,
I UNDERSTAND THAT WE ALL
SUPPOSE TA...
THINK OF THOSE WHO HOLD YA...
AND HELD YOU
BEFORE DRASTIC MOVES ARE MADE...
WHO NOTIFIES YOU WHEN YOUR DUES ARE PAID?
IM LEARNING FROM THE
SCHOOL OF GRAVES...
IT DONT MATTER IF YOU
PUNK, PUSSY, FOOL OR BRAVE
OR BRUISED AS SLAVES,
YOU LIVE...AND GIVE IT YOUR ALL
BUT WHAT YOU GAVE...
DONT MEAN SHIT ACCORDING TOO
CHRISTIANS IF YOU AINT SAVED,
THATS MIND BOGGLING
FOR THOSE PRAYING TO BE SAVED
FROM THIS CRAZED MAZE
TRYING NOT TO RAISE HELL
WHILE PRAISING
THE LORD,
THOUGH SURELY MUCH MORE MUST BE ENDURED,
MY BATTERY"S LOW
AND HOPES THIEF IS TAKING MY CORD...
UNPLUG THAT SHIT THEN!
