ALAS....KING POETIC...BISHOP G!!! YOU KNOWWW!!!!

LATE NIGHT SPEED TYPE RHYMING.

2012-02-03T03:43:00.003-06:00

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.

OTAYYYYY...NEW LATENIGHT PAIN!!!

2012-01-25T03:43:00.005-06:00

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!

NEW POETRY.... I PRESENT...THE OLD PRESENT

2011-12-17T04:50:00.004-06:00

THE OLD PRESENT
by d.dunbar/king yoda/p.redclouds

INSPIRING OUTSIDERS
STUCK INSIDE OF OUTER LIMITS,
INWARD HURT
FROM YOUR OUTER IMAGE...
HOW YOU LOUD AND TIMID?
PROUD BUT GRIMACE WHEN ATTENTION"S PAID?
ILL JUST KEEP THIS SHORT AND DEEP
LIKE A MIDGETS GRAVE,
STAY IN ACCORDANCE WITH THE AUDIENCE
BECAUSE YOU BEEN AFRAID
MEANWHILE OTHER MUTHAFUCKAS ON CENTER STAGE,
SHOWING YOU DEPTH..
UP AND DOWN EMOTIONAL STEPS
WITH BREATHS OF FRESH AIR
IN THE MIDST OF CHOKING TO DEATH,
THEY SAY HOLD YOUR HEAD...
AND IM GROPING WHATS LEFT
FROM EXPLOSIONS THAT CREPT
AND SWEPT ME OFF THE LOAFERS I KEPT,
TO WALK ON HOT COAL"S WITH...
IM WAITING FOR A BURDEN ON MY SOUL LIFT...
GIVING ME BACK MY ORIGINAL OLD GIFT!...

CUZ THIS CANT BE LIFE!

NEW POETRY...I PRESENT...A WEAPONS PERCEPTION!....

2011-10-29T16:30:00.003-05:00

A WEAPONS PERCEPTION

by poncho redclouds/king yoda/ d.dunbar/bishop g

HOW COULD ONES BRAIN

COMPLAIN OF THE RAIN

WHILE KNOWING ITS WORSE WEATHER,

SEEMS THEY LOVING LITTLE WAYNE...

I THINK JUVIE AND TURKS BETTER,

I DONT WANT GOLD CHAINS...

I WANNA BE THE EARTHS TREASURE,

BRING BLOODS AND CRIP TOGETHER..

BY CLEVERLY GIVING THEM ALL

POPPA SMURF SWEATERS,

WEARING RED AND BLUE TOGETHER

COULD HURT?..NEVER...

IT WOULD ONLY HELP

FUTURE ENDEAVORS,

WHERE COLORS MESH

AND PAVE NEW ROADS FOR OTHER STEPS,

AND EVERYONES DIGGING LIFE TO MUCH

TO REDISCOVER DEATH.

A FOR AMBITION...

BUT MY REPORT CARD HAD A DOZEN F"S,

IN MY DAY..NO PROGRAM WAS

MAKING SURE A CHILD WASNT LEFT,

JUST SOME TEACHERS MAD WHEN

STUDENTS TALKING UNDER BREATH,

THE NIGGA THAT EXPELLED ME

GOT CAUGHT FUCKING ON A DESK!!!

BUT LEROY COLEMAN

COULD NOT DESTROY THE GOLDEN

POETRY POSTING SELF APPOINTED

CHOSEN...FROM HOLDING

CLASS SESSIONS WHILE OUTTA SCHOOL,

NO DIPLOMA GRANTED,

YET IM STILL ONE OF THE STRONGEST

ON THE CAMPUS...

WHILE KEEPING MY VIEWS SLIGHTLY SLANTED.

NEW POETRY...I PRESENT...old flicks....

2011-10-27T00:25:00.003-05:00

OLD FLICKS...by kingyoda/p.redclouds/ bishop g

IF YOU SNEAK INTO THE WALLET OF ASSASSINS...

CHANCES ARE..THERE MIGHT BE,

PICTURES OF A COUPLE SLIT THROATS..

A SHINY KNIFE OR 3,

THIS IS WORK...

NOT WHAT THEY DO IN THERE TIME PRIVATELY,

LIKELY

BECOME AGITATED

EXPLAINING THE PHOTOS

TO A NOSEY ASS WIFE TO BE...

LOOK BITCH..

I KILL FOR FOR BILLS,

NEVER WAS AT PEACE WITH A THEIF

I KILL...

SO I...

PREVENT THE STEAL

SIDE OF ME FROM CREEPING OUT,

WHEN DEEP IN DOUBT,

KILL MY INNER FEARFUL FIGHTER

WHO MIGHT CHOOSE THE WEAKER BOUT,

UNBALANCED...LIKE...

HEAD ON BED

AND FEET TOO COUCH,

ITS EASY AS FUCK FOR OTHERS

NOT TO TYPE THE DEEPER ROUTE,

NOT I...

SIR "SEEK TO HEAR THE TRUTH

AND WATCH LIES",

WHEN THE WATER SINKS

THEN THE ROCKS RISE...

5 DOLLAR THING AT WALMART,

I EARLIER FOUND POPEYE.

NEW POETRY!! TIS CALLED...WHAT CLASS????

2011-10-05T17:47:00.003-05:00

What class?

By p.redclouds/ kingyoda

i was a language class hero,

headed out the negative

while aiming past zero...

if i try harder

and sacrafice more

could be a famous ass negro,

but on the holy trinity

thats not what im here 4,

i hear no...

relevant reasons

except money,

helping family and the hungry...

to place that pressure upon me,

cuz its already on me

and ya boy is broke,

got some sayings in the microwave

and boiling some quotes,

im a chef for the lesser known,

cooking up fresher poems,

some diction is good for nutrition

leave the rest alone,

god minded shine sean diamond

but im just flesh and bone,

when i die,

other side ask me

why was i resting long....

i hold a high position in other dimensions,

i know thats why my mission over here

causes tension,

a truth seeker,

all false beliefs on suspension,

fuck they class warfare and join me

in detention.

new poetry...poncho redclouds presents ..the shifts shift.

2011-10-03T15:38:00.001-05:00

are you aware of the comet elenin?
my skin color is cosmic melanin
attached too a philosophical skelaton..
they say that its evidence
that the comets under intelligient control,
its headed for the globe, the residence we hold
who really knows
what will happen
but its best to
be in the know,
i can astral project
im connected with some souls,
with some effort we can all be
better off is what im told,
what kind of robes you wanna wear?
leopard print or gold...
men wanna wear wemon pants
definently bold,
at the same time sad as fuck
because they will drift,
further the fuck away
in the day of the great shift.

NEW LATENIGHT POETRY...A CLOUDS THOUGHT

2011-09-27T03:57:00.003-05:00

A CLOUDS THOUGHT...

by poncho redclouds/kingyoda/bishop g

I NARRATE FOR LOSERS

SHARE THE FATE OF ABUSERS,

EYES LOW..BURNING..NO SLEEP

I ENVY SNOOZERS,

FEEL LIKE I BEEN IN SOME DUELS

BEFORE I KNEW WHAT THE RULES WAS...

I WAS TAKING 15 STEPS...

GOT LEFT LAYING IN A POOL OF BLOOD...

SUPPOSED TO TOOK TEN,

IS THERE A HEAVEN FOR A G?

IF GODS OVERLOOK SIN..

BUT IF NOT...DEEDS PLACED ON THE SCALE,

FAST LIFE SPEED'S PLACE YOU IN HELL,

AS I CONVERT FROM KINGYODA MODE

TO REDCLOUDS,

SURVEYING LIFE IN DISGUST

WATCHING FROM WHERE THE DEAD BROWSE,

TIME TOO SPEAK UP

ON PATHS WE SHOULD HEAD DOWN...

WHY DO SOME SHIT THATS GON

HAVE YOU PUTTING YO HEAD DOWN?

THIS IS THE PRECIPICE

OF DEADLINESS

WHETHER ITS WEATHER SHIT

OR NIGGAS WHO SPECIALISE

IN WRECKLESS CARELESSNESS,

NO TIME TOO BE pussy

OR "NO HOMO" MEASURE DICKS,

WE CANT WIN IF "WEEEE" FIGHT...

ARE YOU AWARE OF THIS?

THE TRUTH (part 2) by KING YODA/ BISHOP G

2011-09-26T20:43:00.000-05:00

NEW POETRY! I PRESENT...THE PONCHO REDCLOUDS INTRO...

2011-09-22T13:12:00.006-05:00

PONCHO REDCLOUDS INTRO...
.by d.dunbar/kingyoda/poncho redclouds

NEXT PICTURE PLEASE...
QUIT TRYNA FOCUS ON MY ACTIONS
AND IGNORE YOURS...
YOU MRS BITCH "VICTOR ORTIZ",
IF THIS WAR
BLEEDING IS LEAST OF ME WORRIES...
ILL SUCCEED WHILE ADDING THINGS TO THE STORY
OF PART 2 TOO GLORY,
OH MY LORD...
WHATS IN STORE CAN CAUSE TREMBLING
DARKER DAYS PHASE ENTERING
PSYCHIC ATTACKS...INJURE THE INNER GENTLEMEN
SIMMERING BEAST EMERGING..
HIT THE SURFACE DIRTY,
CANT CLEAN IT WITH THE BLOOD OF JESUS DETERGENT,
SHATON'S PERFUME IS IN THEE AIR...
USED TOO THUMP OVER BUMPS..
BUT NOW THEY SHOOT YOU OVER A STARE,
MASSIVE ACTIONS HAPPENING
WHERE A FEW WILL BE SPARED,
REMAINING MAJORITY
TRIBULATIONS...I HOPE YOU SCARED,
THATS SOMETHING FOR THESE KILLERS TOO FEAR
BECAUSE THEY CLEARLY...
OUTTA FUCKING CONTROL
MAKING THE GLOBES SOUL DREARY,
MY CLOTHES WEAR ME...
AND MY SHOES CRY FOR MY FEET,
MY INSIGHT
ABOUT MY
OUTLOOK
IS A BEAT...

CAN YOU FLOW TOO IT???

FOR NO REASON....RHYMING.

2011-09-11T01:03:00.005-05:00

FEEEEEEASE

I STOPPED WRITING...

KEPT RAINING, BUT STOPPED THE LIGHTNING,

SOMETHING SEEMED AMISSED...

CROSS CRISSED...RIPPED FROM

LIFE ...RIGHT WHEN

MY GRINS

WERE JUST BEGINNING...

TEARS RETURNED BACKSPINNING

PRACTICING NEW MOVES

SENDING

SMILE FLEEING...

NOW FROWNS SINGING

LOUDER THAN EVER,

LEGENDARILY DEPPRESSED

SO STRESSED...IM LIKE

EVERY SAD WORD IN THE DICTIONARY

GATHERED TOGETHER,

AGREEING THAT THEY WILL ALL

NOW JUST BE CALLED SEAN...

CLEVER

' NOTHING BOY...

ANSWER AND QUESTION WRAPPED IN ONE,

DISTURBED BY THE PROVERBS

OF GODS WORDS AND SON,

I JUST WANT TOO SLEEP

OR EXIST TOO CEASE...

BEAST MIXED WITH PEACE

SKIP THIS SHIT

IM FINNA....FEEEEEASE...

FUCK IS HE TALKIN BOUT.

Trouble - World Goes Round

2011-09-03T03:04:00.000-05:00

EASIER LINK TOO NEW MUZIK....Hulkshare.com Bishop G - Losers.zip

2011-08-24T16:35:00.000-05:00

Hulkshare.com Bishop G - Losers.zip

LOSERS...EDDIE KANES PAIN...IS HERE!

2011-08-23T19:13:00.007-05:00

How Many Roads Must A Man Travel Down Before He Admits He is Lost?

HERE IT IS...
KINGYODA PRESENTS: LOSERS...damaged goods/eddie kanes pain

http://www.reverbnation.com/tunepak/3417906

LOSERS...EDDIE KANES PAIN...IS ON THEE WAYYY!!

2011-08-18T21:10:00.000-05:00

NEW POETRY! HADES PLAYGROUND VERSE

2011-08-11T20:22:00.003-05:00

HADES PLAYGROUND
by bishop g/ kingyoda/ d.dunbar

THEY PUTTING PICTURES UP
SAYING MOURN FOR THE KILLERS....
THEY WASNT JUST KILLERS..
BECAUSE THEYRE OUR KILLERS...
THE NAVY SEALERS...
I GUESS AMERICAN SOLDIERS ARE MEN
AND IN WAR...THEY KILLING APES AND GORILLAS,
DELIVERING LIBERTY...AND IDEOLOGICAL
POSITIVITY ANYBODY CAN GET IT IN VICINITY
CIVILIAN INJURIES IN THE MILLIONS
BUT THEY PRETEND THAT WE
ARE WINNING BUT THEY CAN NEVER SAY
WHEN THE END WILL BE!
THESE MUTHAFUCKAZ TRYNA CONTROL THE SYMPATHY'S,
THROUGH THE MEDIA...WITH THEY MANIPULATIVE ENERGY'S,
MY HEART GOES OUT TOO THE CAUSE OF INNER PEACE,
AND IF OUR SYSTEM DONT PROVIDE THAT...WE CAN CEASE!
BETTER TOO DIE FOR A CAUSE THAT WILL PREVAIL...
THAN WIN AT SOME SHIT THATS GON SEND YOU TO HELL,
WHEN THE TALES ARE WRITTEN...
AND THE SCALES ARE BEING WEIGHED,
YOUR ETERNALLY BROKEN OR MADE...
DEPENDS ON WHERE YOU PLAYED.

NEW POETRY!!! BEAUTIFUL LOSER...

2011-08-03T19:00:00.003-05:00

BEAUTIFUL LOSER
by king yoda/ bishop g/ d.dunbar

LOSER MEMORANDUM,
IM A PHANTOM WITH NO MASK,
TONY HAWK WITH NO PADS
A MONSTER WITH A NOTEPAD,
ME ONE WHO DONT BRAG...QUIET IS KEPT,
IM COMING UP FROM WHERE THE HOTTEST FIRES
ARE KEPT,
WEARY FROM MY TIRESOME TREKS...
STILL INSPIRED TO REP...
STAY ROLLING...IM A TIRE TILL DEATH,
GIVING LIFE MY ALL...
WHILE ACQUIRING DEBT,
BUT I ONLY OWE ALLAH
FOR SUPPLYING ME BREATH,
TEMPORARILY AGGRAVATED
WHILE CONFINED TO THE FLESH,
PHYSICAL MATTERS
WONT MATTER
IF YOUR MIND IS A MESS,
I BE STRESSED LIKE IM DESIGNING A JET...
WHEN THE ONLY QUESTION IS
DO I WANNA LIVE
NO OR YES...

repeat the question (looks down from 30 story hotel room window)!

LATE POETRY BUT NEW....S.S.T.P.U.

2011-07-25T01:02:00.003-05:00

SOMEBODY SHUT THAT PAIN UP!
by bishop g/ kingyoda/ d.dunbar

DEPRESSED STRESSING DOOM...
ADMIRING THE HALF RED CRESCENT MOON...
WHAT IF THATS JUST A BIG BALLOON...
INFLATED AND DEFLATED BY
CONTROLLERS OF SPACE,
ASPIRING MOLDERS OF FATE
WITH GOALS TO CREATE,
A BIG PEICE OF OUT OF REACH ART...
I WAS OUT TO REACH HEARTS
AND GOT SO LOST
IM NOT ALLOWED A RESTART,
CANT SAY FOR SURE WHY
I KEEP BUILDING ON FLIMSY LIMBS...
OR WHOSE FAULT HALTED THE STREGNTH...
MINES OR THEMS,
EFFECTS TRICKLE DOWN...RIPPLES
RIPPING THROUGH THE MIDDLE
OF OPTIMISTIC RIVERS
ONLY A DROWNED MAN CAN SIT THROUGH,
WATCHING THE SPLIT BETWEEN
DREAMS AND THE ACHIEVABLE,
THE PAIN IN LIFE
MAKES SPOKEN WORD OF MY UNSPEAKABLE...

YOU SHOULD KEEP READING THOUGH.

POETRY FROM MY SISTER JUANA WEEEEZY!

2011-07-20T17:04:00.003-05:00

IF ONLY YOU KNEW...
by tijuana dunbar-robinson

They say life is what you make it
now see thats a understatement
cause there are things you have no control over
and you are forced to take it,
So you feel lonely and vaccant,
used to be alone when you awakened
Startled and frightned in strange crowds cause you see no friendly faces,
So u put up a guard
that no one will get to your heart
then try to break it,
You feel self protected
growing up in a home of being knowingly neglected...
forced to hear conversations,
arguements and disrespected.

THURRR SHE BLOWS PART 2! POETRY

2011-07-20T00:23:00.004-05:00

THURRR SHE BLOWS PART 2
by bishop g/ kingyoda/d.dunbar

GIVE AN OLD FRIEND NEW ADVICE,
OPINIONS
NO TWO ALIKE,
ALWAYS HAD A PROBLEM WITH
WHO TO HATE
AND WHO TOO LIKE,
LIVE A DEEP SCUBA LIFE,
SHALLOW TOO A POOL OF ICE,
HOW CAN YOU REALLY KNOW
THE DEPTH OF A POOL OF ICE?
WISE WORDS...
HELP YOU VIEW LIFE
THROUGH A NEW DEVICE,
SEEING SHIT ANOTHER WAY
ONLY NOW EXCLUDING SIGHT,
THESE ARE DARKTIMES
THE FAITHFUL KNOW CONCLUDE WITH LIGHT,
EVEN IF NATURE ERASES
ALL TRACES OF HUMAN LIFE!

LATE NIGHT...POETRY...H.F.O. PART 4

2011-07-14T03:49:00.003-05:00

HELL FROZE OVER PART 4
by kingyoda/bishop g

LONG LOST LOVE,
SHORT FOUND HATE,
SHORT LOVE LEAVE'S LONGER
MEMORIES OF HATE,
AND LONG HATE GAINS VALUE...
BECOMES APPRECIATED,
LIKE WE COULDVE BEEN FORGOTTEN
BUT ATLEAST WE MADE IT,
GRADED A THROUGH F...
WHO'S THE TEACHER THOUGH?
PEOPLE OF THE EGO
CANT BE EAGLE'S
AND THAT EQUALS NO...
BUT TOO SOAR
IS AN AWARD
AND YOU SCORE A YES,
YIN AND YANG...
YOUR WAY OR MINE...
SHINE WHEN ITS
MORE OR LESS,
APPLAUD DEATH...
SHED TEARS AT THE SIGHT OF BIRTH,
PSYCHO MINDS TRYNA DEPOPULATE US
FOR A LIGHTER EARTH...
HOW BOUT WE JUST GET RID OF
BIG HEAD CLOWN HOES,
I DONT MIND SLIPPING
IF THE GROUNDS FROZE....

HELL FROZE OVER PART 4!

NEW POETRY...CALL IT....FLAKES!

2011-07-07T02:25:00.003-05:00

FLAKES by bishop g/ king yoda/ dunbar

YOU SAY MONEY OVER EVERYTHANG?
WHAT A SPELL TOO BE UNDER,
DO I BELIEVE IN GOD?
MY ANSWER IS 3 NUMBERS,
ONE, ZERO, ZERO PERCENT...
I KNOW THE WRATH,
BROUGHT FORTH ON THE PEOPLE
FOR LOVING THE GOLDEN CALF,
IM BROKEN GLASS
HARD TO TOUCH...BUT STILL SHINY,
CHOSE A PATH
WHERE ITS HARD TOO TRUST OR WALK BLINDLY,
AND EVERYDAY REMINDS ME
THAT TIME IS THE GREAT REDUCER,
SO EVEN OUT YOUR PAST
TO AVOID AN ODD FUTURE,
IM NO TYLER CREATOR FAN...
ID RATHER CREATE A FAN...
ERASE THE COMPLEX NONSENSE
WITH A BASIC PLAN,
AND RULE NUMBER ONE WOULD BE
PUT NO FAITH IN MAN,
FLAMES FROM FAME
SEEMS TO GRATE THEM
TO A FLAKE OF SAND!

MUSIC: High Damage: The Day 2 Theory [Mixtape] - King Yoda (Bishop G)

2011-07-03T19:56:00.000-05:00

MUSIC: High Damage: The Day 2 Theory [Mixtape] - King Yoda (Bishop G)

DAMAGE REVERSAL AUDIO BOOK!

2011-07-03T19:50:00.000-05:00

FLASHBACK POETRY!!!!

2011-07-02T18:32:00.002-05:00

Who is This Muthafucka?
by bishop g/ kingyoda/ d.dunbar

MY GOALS SEEM FURTHER AWAY, JUST WHEN THEY SEEMED NEARER,
I FORGET WHO I AM...UNTIL I LOOK IN THE MIRROR,
WHEN DIRT IS THROWN ON ME, MY SKIN..TENDS TO GET CLEARER,I
FORGET WHO I AM...UNTIL I LOOK INTO THE MIRROR,
I BLEND WITH THE MUD, I AM WHO MY FRIENDS TEND TO JUDGE
AND CHARACTER SMUDGE, BUT DRESS IT UP WITH WORDS LIKE TOUGH LOVE...
THEY SAY ITS ME WHO RUBBED OFF ON THEM,
AND I DESERVE THE EMPTY CLASSROOMS AND SLIPPERY GYM...
THAT I PLAY IN...TO FALL...
THE FLOOR FOR A BED I USED TO LAY IN...
NO STALLS TO PISS...OKAY
IM SLIPPING ALL THE WAY IN...
NO ABSTRACT BULLSHIT WRITING WILL SWAY THIS...
SORT OF A CONFESSIONAL...THIS ROLE..I PORTRAY THIS...
INNOCENT MAN? HELL NO...AT TIMES IM FINNIKY AND
UNDISCIPLINED...WITH NO ORIGINAL PLAN
ON HOW TO FINISH THIS HAND...OF DUMB MONKEY UNO,
THE SON OF A FORMER JUNKIE, HE JUST LIKE HER...BUT YOU KNOWWW,
I TEND TO FORGET THE THINGS WHICH SHOULD BE UNFORGETTABLE,
I JUST LOOKED IN THE MIRROR AND SAID DAMN...I DONT REMEMBER YOU,
SAW A PICTURE OR TWO, AND THOUGHT I RESEMBLED
THAT DARK SKINNED CREATURE GOD ASSEMBLED...
BUT NAW...I HAVE SMEARED GODS WORK! ALONG WITH INHERITED
FUCKED UP MENTAL AND PHYSICAL GENITIC...THERE IT IS...

THE POINTED FINGER!!! IM SEEING NOTHING CLEARER,
ITS YOUR FAULT MUTHAFUCKA
(AS I JAB MY INDEX FINGER THROUGH THE FUCKING MIRROR!!!!}

NEW LATE NIGHT SHOOTING....POETRY!

2011-06-28T00:56:00.005-05:00

ITS YELLOW...by KINGYODA/BISHOP G/ D.DUNBAR

TIRED DOESNT MEET THE REQUIREMENTS
FOR RETIREMENT,
IN COLD TIMES
MY INNER FIRE IS MY ENVIRONMENT,
APPLY MY WHOLE ENTIRE FIST
TOO THE PUNCHLINES...
WRIST DEEP..UNTIL IM 6 FEET
NO SUNSHINE,
MY ARMOR LIKE THE BLACK MAMBA IN CRUNCHTIME,
DEPENDABLE SYLLABLES GET ME FOOD LIKE LUNCHLINES,
TRADING JUICE FOR MILKS,
FAVORITE SUIT WAS SILK,
OCCASIONALLY WAS HAPPY LIKE
SATAN WHEN THE NUKE WAS BUILT,
OTHER TIMES...I WAS SAD LIKE A
HOMELESS PERSON AT A SHELTER CRYING
AT THE TABLE CUZ HIS SOUP IS SPILT,
SPELL IT HOWEVER I NEED
TOO KEEP IT RHYMING,
YOU DO ALL THE DIGGING
BUT WHEN U FIND IT...
YOU DONT GET TOO KEEP THE DIAMOND,
NOTHING TOO SHOW EXCEPT DIRTY PALMS,
BALANCE LIFE...
30 PSALMS FOR EVERY 30 BOMBS,
BEEN IN THE STORM
AM I WORTHY OF CALM?
CONSEQUENCES OF MAN
TRYNA HURRY ALONG...

YELLOW LIGHT MUTHAFUCKA SLOWDOWN!

YM - Up All Night

2011-06-22T15:07:00.000-05:00

NEW POETRY!!! THURRR SHE BLOWS!!!

2011-05-26T01:33:00.001-05:00

THURRRR SHE BLOWS!!!
by kingyoda/bishop g/ d.dunbar

I REUNITE WITH BREAK- UPS,
AND WAKE UP TOO SLEEP,
I LAUGH AT MY FAILURES...
TOO SUCCESSES..I WEEP,
I JUST DONT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT WHAT THEY SAY I SHOULD,
VILLIANIZED....
GIVE A FUCK IF THEY SAY IM GOOD!
DONT EXPECT SUPPORT
GALLOP ON MY WRECKLESS HORSE
LAUNCH GROUND ATTACKS
BUT I KNOW IM BACKED BY AIR SUPPORT,
SPOKE AGAINST THE GRAIN
WHEN THEM LAMES WOULDNT DARE RETORT...
WHY TRY TO WIN A GAME
KNOWING ITS THE DEVILS COURT?
WE ALL GOTTA EAT...
WHY YOU WANT THE SPECIAL FORK?
EVEN WHEN ITS WALKING DISTANCE
NIGGAZ WANNA TELEPORT,
WAKE UP...AND SMELL THE PORK,
THE TIME LEFT ON THE SWINE CLOCK
IS VERY SHORT...FIRE COMING SO HOT
IT'LL LEAVE METAL SCORCHED,
WATER HIGH ENOUGH TOO DROWN MOUNTAINS...
AND OTHER THINGS THEY WWOULDNT DARE REPORT,
BUT I DONT DARE IGNORE
OR NOT SHARE MY INFO,
WE LIVING IN THE TIMES
WHERE MOTHER NATURE IS A NYMPHO...

FUCKIN THE MASSES TORNADO STYLE!

HIGH DAMAGE...kingyoda's 2 day theory

2011-05-19T15:09:00.002-05:00

...

BOOGIE MAN MUSIK....Edna Wright "Spend The Nights With Me"

2011-05-15T04:56:00.000-05:00

just the beggining...i fucking love the haircut g and the shirt!

2011-05-12T13:07:00.000-05:00

Juice....but its only one bishop! I mean 2

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NEWNESS!!! I CALL IT POSITION!

2011-04-29T01:17:00.002-05:00

Position...by bishop g/ d.dunbar/kingyoda

im a law abiding citizen,
Never falsifying or mimickin,
Gifted at scripting cryptic
Predicaments,
Never given
my due diligence
For my mentoring,
Oh... for... where hath my old temper went?
I used too be swift
with my vengeance And wrath,
Icecold and calculating
With undiciplined math,
If a nigga crossed the line
Even a inch and a half...
My intentions was too blast
Fuck a typical jab,
I pose more danger
than a chemical lab,
Hittem with the heath ledger
Joker sinister laugh,
Making my own way
Fuck traditional paths,
No fear whatsoever
Of collisions or a crash,
The flow well written
with Ridiculous craft,
Cool, brewed, and cold
Like miller geniune draft,
Self educated gentleman swag...
I aint gotta be first,
Long as im a cool distance from last!

WHY SLEEP?? LATE NIGHT EARLY MORNING POETRY

2011-04-26T03:51:00.003-05:00

LOUD SILENCE

TORNADOS IN APRIL
AS WE APPROACH THE MAY WEATHER,
I APPROACH ALL OF MY POST
LIKE FLOYD MAYWEATHER,
AND OTHERS ULTIMATELY WIN
IF THEY BETTER...
BETTER TO LOSE TO THOSE WHO WIN
THAN SAY..NEVER
WON AT ALLS!
TONS OF CALLS,
A FEW TEXTS,
CANT RESPOND TOO ALL
CHALLENGES AND REQUEST,
DAMAGES AND THE STRESS,
PANICKING HYPERVENTILATING BREATHS...
MIGHT BITCH-UP...
MAN IN A DRESS
ME NEVER!
I REMEMBER RAPPING IN BERRETTAS,
KNOWING NOBODY WAS BETTER
1500'S FOREVER,
PLEASURE TO SAY I KNEW
AND CONTENDED WITH SOME,
MUTHAFUCK THE TITANS
TELL NIGGAS REMEMBER THE HUN,
ILL PLAY THE DENZEL ROLE,
RED ADDIDA SHELL TOES,
SHARP UNTOUCHABLE BEAUTY...
LIKE THE THORN ON A HELL'S ROSE,
AND HELL NO THIS AINT THE ENDING,
THE UNCRANKING OF MY BRAINS ENGINE,
WIRED CANT SLEEEP!
MY SOUL FEELS PAINS FROM A LYNCHING,
COVERED UP SLAVE KILLINGS WHO
NAMES WASNT MENTIONED,
CHEST HURTING, MY HEART
IS INFLAMED FROM THE TENSION,
THE GAME FUCKED UP...
THEY WANT FAME INSTEAD OF PENSION,
A SHORT TERM HIGH
INSTEAD OF EARNED ASCENSION,
THAT LOUD PACK YOU BURNING...
IS BURNING YOUR ATTENTION,
TAKE TURNS AND LISTEN
OR EVERYBODY KEEP TALKING,
IT GOES QUIET FOR ME
WHEN MY THOUGHTS END.

love it....

2011-04-20T13:51:00.001-05:00

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A stressing court jester

2011-04-17T22:18:00.001-05:00

A stressing court jester...
By bishop g/d.dunbar/kingyoda

Even as a thief
Id never take myself
Too serious,
Victim of a mirror's bitterness...
I"ve experienced
Heart wrenching
Gut check periods
Where it seemed negavity"s
Potential was truly limitless,
Why not...try to gain
Wisdom in the wilderness,
One good deed is like
A brick to a pyramid,
And one must slave labor
Too get your sphynx,
I probly spelled that shit wrong
Ive had a drink....
Or five too many,
Surviving where he sent me,
My mind always opposite empty
Signs are plenty...
Times is dingy...
We living in filter the filth mode...
The road too hell is wide as that nigga chris nose...
Thats k.r.s. one.

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more rocks....WHOOOOOOOOO'S SMOKING?

2011-04-01T00:33:00.001-05:00

GOT YOUR PIPES???
by d.dunbar/bishop g/kingyoda

THE CHILD SAYS COMMIT TO ME,
WIFE SAYS COMMIT TOO ME,
JOB SAYS COMMIT TOO ME,
NOW THEYRE COMMITING ME...
DRIVEN CRAZY,
PADDED WALLS, AND STRAIGHT JACKETS,
EXCEPT FOR THE FREEDOM OF MASTERBATION...
MAN THEY CAN HAVE IT....
TOTAL CONTROL OF MY HANDS,
AT THE CARD TABLE OF LIFE
NO HOPE IN MY HANDS,
LIFE'S HARD FOR THE BLACK MAN,
HARDER FOR THE MEXICAN,
LOWEST POINT OF MY LIFE?
WISH I WAS AT THAT DEPTH AGAIN,
THE GOOD FLIP FLOP,
FROM GIVER TOO A BEGGER,
WHO USED TOO BALL
BUT NOW JUST TALKS SHIT
LIKE CHRIS WEBBER,
TREAT, TRICK OR TREASURE...
LIVE WELL AND DIE DOPER,
PUT THIS SHIT IN YOUR PIPE
I WRITE SMOKERS...
THE ENDS DUMB.

LATE NIGHT POETRY...FREEDOM/FREEHIM

2011-03-31T01:01:00.002-05:00

LETTER TO A MONTGOMERY JAIL
by d.dunbar/bishop.g/kingyoda

SCRIBBLING THIS AT MY MOTHERS HOUSE,
ALOT IS ON ME
IN MONTGOMERY
WISHING THAT THEY LET MY FUCKING BROTHER OUT,
IT AINT EVEN LIKE A NIGGA GOT TIME,
BUT 60 SECONDS A MINUTE
THAT SHIT IS ON MY MIND,
AND 10 DAYS...THATS 240 HOURS,
MUTHAFUCK JOKES ABOUT
DROPPING SOAP IN THE SHOWERS,
CANT DO THE TIME
DONT DO THE CRIME
BITCH PLEASE,
THIS ABOUT
NOT PAYING A FINE
AND THEM HICKS FEE'S,
COLD ICEHOUSE IN THE GRIP OF MY PALM,
A SIP OF A LIQUID BOMB
TRIGGERS DUSEAN...
STILL MENTALLY CALM
PUSH UPS RIPPING MY ARMS,
AND THIS IS A PICTURE YOU CAN
PICTURE TILL DAWN,
VISUALIZE A NON SLEEPING WORRY'ER
SLASH WARRIOR,
HARD TO STAY ENCOURAGED
WHEN LIFE'S EMAILS
FORWARDS WAR TOO YA...

WHEN LIFE'S EMAILS
FORWADING WARS TOO YA?
ILL END IT WITH THAT
AND KEEP THE STORY SHORT FOR YA.

short bus shorty, SHAWT BUS SHAWTY POETRY!

2011-03-25T19:33:00.005-05:00

SHAWT BUS SHAWTY!!!!!

ITS GONNA TAKE...
MORE THAN A UNKIND WORD
AND BAD INTENTIONS,
BEFORE I EVEN HALFWAY MENTION,
OR START YOU ON A PATHWAY
TOO CASCADES OF NIGGAZ SPITING
IN YO SAD FACE
AS YOU WALKED TOWARDS A LYNCHING!
ROPES ON THE KNECKS OF YO JOKES...
GUNS WITH KNIVES AT THE END OF THEM
IF FUN
YOU POKE,
WHOLE LOTTA MO
DUMBSHIT IF SEAN PROVOKED,
WHY SOUND THE TRUMPET FOR WAR
WHEN I CAN JUST CHOKE...
YO DUMB ASS?
YOU SEE MY CLASHES ARE NUMEROUS
FURIOUSLY RELEASING MY FURY
NOTHING WAS HUMOROUS,
SOME LEGIT, BUT SOMETIMES
SMASHED OVER STUPIDSHIT
KNEW THAT LIVES WOULD PROBLY BE RUINED
WHEN I WAS DOING IT!
PROCEED,
NOSEBLEEDS
IF WARNINGS YOU WONT HEED,
FAST CRASH DUMMIE ASSHOLE
GO TOO A SLOW SPEED,
RUNNING UP WILL GET
YO ASS LEFT WITH NO KNEES,
SAY WHAT YOU MUST
BUT SHUT YA FACE
TOO WHAT YOU DONT NEED.

LATE NIGHT SHOOSTING....CALLED POETRY SHELLZ!

2011-03-17T02:19:00.002-05:00

SHELLZ...by bishop g/ d.dunbar/kingyoda!

BEFORE I STARTED THIS ONE...
I PUT ON SHADES...
AND MENTALLY SWITCHED PLACES
WITH SOME JAPANESE WAVES...
I WONT DISCRIMINATE
FROM THE RICH....
OR THE SLAVES,
ILL WASH AWAY THE HIGHEST DWELLER
AS WELL...
AS THOSE LOWER THAN GRAVES,
ILL DISRACT YOUR FOCUS FROM PLAGUES...
THEN ADVANCE CANCER SO STRONG
YOU WONT NOTICE THE AIDS,
TAKE THE ACTIONS OF SOME FAGGOTS
WHILE IM QUOTIING THE BRAVE,
MUTHAFUCK JESSIE JACKSON
I STILL HOPE HE GETS SPRAYED....
NO PERFUME...
WORDS GLOOMY...YET...FULL OF LIFE,
WISH I COULD TRADE PLACES
RIGHT BEFORE THE BULLET SNIPED...
NOT JUST MALCOLM OR MARTIN...
BUT EVEN MEDGAR,
LIFE SUCKS...VACCUUM HOOVER..
FUCK J. EDGER.

A LATE NIGHT CANDLE LIT RAMBLE...

2011-03-15T02:05:00.001-05:00

AN INSTILLED ILLNESS by bishopg/d.dunbar/kingyoda

ANGER OF THE GUNRISE,
SLIPPERY HEATED MOMENTS
ITS SORTA LIKE THE AFTERMATH
OF WHEN THE SUN CRIES,

LIGHT WEIGHTED TRUTH
OFFSET BY TON LIES,
HEAVY IS THE HEAD OF THE CROWN...
FEET DOWN...
MARCHING TOO THE BEAT,
ILL COMPETE
UNTIL THE DRUM DIES,
THROUGH THE STORMS
OF HORNS...
HUMBLED BY
BY A SLICE OF BUMS PIE...
MY PRIDES BEEN OBLITERATED,
VICTIMISED,
THEN VILLAFIED...
NOW IM FEELING KINDA VINDICATED
AS VILLIAN IN THE MIDST
OF THESE GREAT TRICKS INITIATED
BY BITCHES WHO HATED
FROM THE GET GO!
WHEN NIGGAZ MENTALLY ACT PUSSY
THATS WHEN I LET THE DICK SHOW,
LOUD SOUNDS ,
BRIGHT LIGHTS,
HANDS LIKE IM BUSTING OFF A PORTABLE DISCO,
PEN DIAGNOSES AS POETICALLY SCHITZO.

FLASH...LIL BITTA ANGER...R.O.A.R. POETRY

2011-03-10T14:35:00.001-06:00

REFLECTIONS OF A REJECT....by dusean dunbar/bishop g/KINGYODA

I FLOWED
I GLOWED ON THE GLOW IN THE DARK TOUR,
HEART PURE,
SO PEACEFUL DONT WANNA START WAR,
I KNOW SMART WHORES
AND GENIOUS PROSTITUTES,
I ALSO KNOW DUMB ASS VIRGINS WITHOUT THE SCOOP
ON HOW TO LIVE LIFE,
IM NONJUDGEMENTAL,
FAMILIAR WITH BOTH SIDES
DEPENDS ON WHAT YOU INTO,
SIMPLE SHIT SEPERATE US ON COMPLEX LEVELS,
DEVILS TOSS BOULDERS
AND ANGELS TOSS PEBBLES,
WHATEVER,
FAR AS I CAN TELL THEY BOTH THROWING,
BE REAL...
CONSCIOUSLY INSIDE THEY BOTH KNOWING,
OR AT LEAST THINK
THEY DOING THE RIGHT THING,
I WONDER WHY I CONTINUE TO WRITE THINGS...
MAYBE I SHOULD BE OUT SIGHT SEEING,
LISTENING TO LUPE FIASCO'S IM BEAMING
WIDE AWAKE ...BUT ITS LIKE IM DREAMING,
MARTIN LUTHER KING
WITH AN EXCESS OF DEMONS,

YET INSTILL I GOTTA SPEECH FOR THE MASSES,
AND YOU CAN PUT IT TO A BEAT AND FULL BLAST IT,
THE MESSAGE...
MORE IMPORTANT THAN THE DELIVERER,
MAJOR WORDS FROM A MINIATURE...
POETICAL MINISTER,
LOCKED AND LOADED
TO ADMININSTER,
CONSEQUENCES
TOO THE CONCIOUSLY SINISTER,
HEART COLD TEMPERATURE
NIGGAZ WHO THINK WE SIMILIAR,
WACK ASS MIMICKER
ASHAMED IM KIN TO YA.

FLASH!!!! PAIN POETRY...MISSION ABORT!!!

2011-03-09T14:42:00.002-06:00

MISSION ABORT...A COMPLICATED TALE..by dusean dunbar/ bishop g/ king yoda

THE THOUGHT OF A PROUD FATHER PRAYING FOR ABORTIONS,
ITS ALMOST FORBIDDEN BUT... PICTURE THE ORPHANS,
FILTHY FLY MOUTHED CHILDREN BEING NEGLECTED,
NEVER TO BE CARED FOR
DEEDS OF THE WRETCHED,
OR SEEDS FROM THE TWO HUMAN BEINGS WHO GOT NAKED,
SEX GET WRECKLESS,
E.P.T. TEST SHIT,
NIGGA MAD,
BITCH CRYING IN THE BATHROOM
HISTORICALLY, UNPLANNED PREGNANCYS BADNEWS.
OK DECISION TIME
THIS BITCH SPEECHLESS
IM BAD WHEN I MENTION MINE
FEELING TENSION IN THE SPINE
REALLY WASNT FEELING MINE
I DONT WANT A LIVING THING DYING!
SOMEBODY GOTTA SAY IT THOUGH
CAUSE THIS THE TIME,
GUILT IS GUARANTEED
LIVES WILL BE ALTERED,
ORGANISM GROWING BECAUSE SOME MOTHERFUCKERS FALTERED
BLAME GAME
FINGER POINT, REALLY AINT NO RIGHT AND WRONG,
EXCEPT NOT KNOWING THAT BOTH PARTIES ARE RIGHT AND WRONG.

not really about me...kinda not kinda so...lets just say my past can relate a lil...but many people...fuck this explanation. nobody reads these anymore anyway.
peace...and protect the babies made and unmade in more ways than 1!

THE FLOWWWW GOES ON!!!

2011-02-23T20:11:00.001-06:00

FLOW GOES ON

by bishopg/d.dunbar/ king yoda

IM THE DERRICK ROSE
OF HEAVY FLOWS
AND EVERY GOAL
I SET...
IS WORTH GOLD
ON KNECKS...OF PHAROHS FROZE
IN DEPTHS,
UNREACHABLE...DIG IT OR NOT,
SEE I SEEK TO TEACH
LIKE THE SPIRIT OF PAC,
THEY CANT SEE THE GROWTH
LIKE INVISIBLE CROPS,
TAKING SHOTS
BRING THAT SHIT TOO THE RIM
AND ITS BLOCKED!
THE DWIGHT HOWARD
OF WRITING POWER, POETIC MUSTANG,
MIND STATE..FLOAT DOPE BOAT MOTION IS
BUS TRAIN,
NO MATTER WHAT NAME...TITLE I USE,
IM RIVALED BY FEW
IM WRITING THE BIBLE PART 2,
SO BISHOP SPIT RELIGIOUS TEXT
FROM A GROUND HIGHER THAN THE PRICE OF
CIGARETTES
MY FLAW IS IM GIMICK-LESS!

CALL IT BIRTH....

2011-02-22T01:55:00.004-06:00

BIRTH...by duseandunbar/bishopg/kingyoda

IM OPPOSITE DRAKE COLOR
SHADE COLOR BURGANDY,
DARK BROWN , LIGHT PURPLE
A NEGROID HERCULES,
NOSE LIKE THE DADDY FROM GOODTIMES,
TEMPORARY LAY OFFS...
TURN INTO FOREVER, NO MORE GOODTIMES!
DOWN TOO DIE...
LIKE THE PAC...SUGE SIGNED,
WHEN INK NO LONGER APPEARS...
ITS WRITE IN BLOOD TIME!
CONTRACTED...SEAN PRACTICED
SEEING THROUGH THE CON ACTORS
READING PSALMS WITH A BLACK LIT!
BLACK AND MILD BUT I NO LONGER SMOKE,
THE BLACKEST CHILD JUANITA HAD...BUT SO DOPE
AND NO JOKE...HOPELESS TATTED ON MY RIGHT FOREARM,
MY LEFT ONE SAY IMMORTAL...
SO TOO ME
NEVER IS THE THE WARGONE
SPEAK ON...OR SHUT THE FUCK UP,
I USED TOO BE SO OPTIMISTIC THAT
I WOULD LUCK UP,
FINAL DESTINATION PROJECT IS UNDERWAY,
WINTER AND BLIZZARD MINDED BUT SPITTING LIKE A SUMMERDAY.

NEW POETRY! PART 1 OF....W.Y.D.A....

2011-02-16T22:55:00.004-06:00

WHAT YOUR DEED'S ACHIEVED
by d.dunbar/bishop g/kingyoda

DEMONSTRATE,
WHEN YOU DIE,
ARE THEY GON COMMEMORATE?
OR JUST PRETEND AND TAKE
TIME OFF A NON BUSY DATE...
TOO HELP PUT YO SHELL IN THE DIRT,
OR ASHES IN A CAN
DEPENDS ON WHAT YOU WORTH,
CREMATION OPTION...
FAMILY SHORT ON CASH SCRAPEING,
FRIENDS AINT VOLUNTEERING A DIME...
THE PASTOR WAITING...
TOO GET HIS LIL FEE...
HE CHARGED FOR SOME SCRIPTURES,
A COUPLE "GOD CALLED YOU HOME'S",
AND BABY PICTURES
ON A WEAK ASS ONE WHITE SHEET OBITUARY,
VISUALIZING THIS SCENE IS
HEARTWRENCHING AND SCARY,
BURIED IN A THRIFT STORE SHIRT...
PANTS FROM THERE TOO,
THATS WHAT THOSE WHO IN CHARGE...
BUT DONT CARE ...
DO!

PART 2 IS COMING...

rap...A NEW RAP...I CALL IT REMINDERS

2011-02-11T00:43:00.003-06:00

REMINDERS
BY BISHOP G/ KING YODA

IM A SOUTHSIDE NIGGA
WITH A NOSE LIKE AN EGYPTIAN,
EYES LIKE A PERSIAN...
WORDS WITH NO ENCRYPTION,
MIND LIKE NIKOLA TESLA
WIZARD, PROFESSOR
MENTALLY STRETCH YA
EVERYTIME I PRINT UP A LECTURE!

LESSER OR GREATER...
MORE HATERS THAN MOST,
INTIMIDATEM WITH DATA
JUST FROM THE NOTES I POST...
I QUOTE GHOST,
POETS FROM WAY BACK
WHO CROAKED,
AND STAY CLOAKED
IN MATERIAL UKNOWN TOO MOST,

THE HOST...

BUT SOMETIMES...
I BE IN GUEST MODE,
EITHER WAY IM DOPE
UNTIL THE FUCKING WORLD EXPLODE,
REST IN PEACE
ILL NEVER FORGET ESCO,
I HOPE TOO SEE YOU AGAIN
AT THE PLACE WHERE ALL THE BEST GO.

KING SHIT...WHEN UP IS DOWN

2011-02-04T00:02:00.002-06:00

WHEN UP IS DOWN
by d.dunbar/bishopg/kingyoda

SIGNS OF LIFE
COUGHING IN A COFFIN,
I NOW KNOW WHAT HAPPENS
WHEN AVERAGE SHIT IS OFTEN...
AVAILABLE...
AND GREATNESS IS RARELY DISPLAYED,
IM SHARP TIP OF A BLADE
THINKING UNTIL MY GRAVE,
THE WORD ANDERSON SILVA....
WRITINGS LIKE PROFESSIONAL FIGHTERS
TRYING TOO KILL YA,
DESTROY YOUR DUMB ASS LOGIC
THEN REBUILD YA,
MY GOAL WAS ALWAYS GOLD
BUT I WILL USE
SILVER TOO OUT SKILL YA,
WHATTEVER YOU COOKING
I LOOK TOO OUT GRILL YA,
CANT CATCH MY DRIFT
LIKE HANDLESS OUT FIELDERS,
PILLARS OF WEAKNESS,
TOLERATING SLITHERING SNAKES
AND FAKES WHO REFUSE TOO WAKE
ON SOME SHEEP SHIT,
YOU'LL MEET YOUR FATE
AT THE BASE OF A STEEP CLIFF,
WHILE IM PROUD
SHOUTING ON TOP OF MOUNT DEEPNESS,
I SEE THIS CANT BE A PROBLEM
THAT WE FIX...
SURE WE SIMILIAR...
IM 9
AND HE'S 6.

singing days are over...

2011-01-30T05:28:00.001-06:00

SEAN WHINING'S( WINANS,LIKE BEBE AND CECE)

BY D.DUNBAR/BISHOP G/KINGYODA

CLOSE CALLS...
FAR TEXTS,
FINAL SEPERATION...
THE HOPE FALLS
I CANT STAND IT...
SPINAL DEVASTATION,
THE WHEEL CHAIRS
OF REAL TEARS
HAVE TOOK THERE LAST ROLL,
THE CRUTCHES
OF THE WHISPERS OF
SWEET NOTHINGS ARE OLD,

SHY'ED AWAY FROM HATE...
SO AT TIMES..I PLAY LOVED HER,
I DIDNT WANT TOO QUIT TOO SOON...
JAY CUTLER...
I STAYED UP TILL MIDNIGHT
BITCH- LIKE WITH MY LECTURES,
SINGING TOO THE GHOST'S
OF THE CHOIR ON THE STRETCHERS..

SILENCE SEAN!

GIVE HIM A CHAIR...NEW 3. A.M. POETRY

2011-01-27T04:17:00.003-06:00

MAN...SIT YO A-- DOWN
by d.dunbar/bishop g/ dacson wallstone/ kingyoda

THE STATE OF THE UNION,
THE FACE OF ILLUSION,
DISGRACED AND MISUSING
GREATNESS FOR ABUSING...
UNAWARE TOO OUR OWN LATENESS
ITS AMUSING,
WE CAN NOW WALK THE OWN PLANKS
OF OUR CHOOSING...
YOU CAN JUMP INTO THE LAKE OF CHEAP GAS...
OR YOU CAN CHOOSE THE OCEAN WITH THE B.P. GAS,

EITHER WAY, OIL SWIMMING
WHEN HEATED CAN BOIL DENIM,
BOIL MEN,
BOIL WEMON,
UNDER THE CONTROL OF
GARGOYLES AND GREMLINS!
SHAPE SHIFTING ACTORS,
AN UNHATEABLE FACE
PLAYS A MAJOR FACTOR,
BUT A BODY OF LIES CANNOT HIDE...
SO STAND UP AND SCREAM...
" I LOVE AMERICA" WITH PRIDE.

MAN...SIT YO ASS DOWN!

FOR A KING!!! NEW POETRY.

2011-01-20T23:44:00.001-06:00

KING!!! by kingyoda/ dungeon dunbar/ bishop g

QUEEN MOTHER...
DID YOU KNOW A NIGGA SHOT DOCTOR KINGS MOTHER?
SUBMERGED THE DREAM
DROWNED HIS BROTHER?
THINGS UNDISCOVERED
THAT DONT HOVER FOR LONG,
THEY SWEEP SHIT UNDER THE RUG
ANOTHER SONG...
IS PLAYED...
BUT KILLERS...BE KIND ..AND PLEASE REWIND...
REWRITES IN HISTORY...
VISIBLY DESIGNED,
ATROCITIES COMMITED
THIS IS BIGGER THAN CRIME,
CANT CORRECT IT FOR CORRETTA
CAN WE DO IT IN TIME
BEFORE ANOTHER KING DIES?

IT PAINS ME TO SEE
STREAMS FROM EYES
OF QUEENS FROM LIES
WHEN KING DIES!

SEEMS THAT GREEN PAPER
CORRUPTED THOSE CLOSE...
TOO M.L.K. JR...
THE ONES HE NEEDED MOST,
HE'S SO EASY TOO QUOTE,
A MARTYR...
A SYMBOL FOR GRIEF AND HOPE
IM CRYING JUST READING HIS NOTES...
A LETTER FROM A BIRMINGHAM JAIL...
I KNOW THAT YOU WERE FREE'ER THAN THE COPS
WHO NOW...
BURN IN HELL!

KING.

MY FIRST SHORT STORY IN 15 YEARS!!! YAYYYYY....

2011-01-19T22:44:00.002-06:00

THE WINDOW WATCHERS
by DACSON WALLSTONE/ bishopg/duseandunbar/kingyoda.

SO....EVERYDAY ME AND GAMBIT JOHNSON GO WALKING.
WE WALK AND WE WALK....UNTIL WE REACH THE SAME LOCATION.
THIS LOCATION IS A HOUSE...WITH THE CLEAREST CLEANEST WINDOWS
YOU EVER DID SEE!
INSIDE THE HOUSE WE WOULD SEE A GROUP OF MEN PACKING THEY'RE BELONGINGS.
SOME THROWING THINGS AWAY, SOME STYLING IN THE MIRROR ONE LAST TIME
BEFORE THEY PACKED THEYRE CLOTHES AND ACCESORIES AWAY TO TAKE, OR LEAVE BEHIND.

FOR 15 DAYS, ME AND GAMBIT WOULD WALK TOO THE HOUSE...LEAN ON A NEARBY TREEE..
AND LOOK IN DISGUST AND JEALOUSY AS WELL AS ENVY AT THIS HOUSE...THIS WINDOW...
THESE MEN...THESE CLOTHES...EVERY PART OF WHAT WE SAW THROUGH THE WINDOW
AND DISCUSS HOW MUCH WE HATED THESE MOTHERFUCKERS! WE DIDNT KNOW THEM BUT...
WE HATED THEM FROM A DISTANCE.
IN DISCUSSING OUR DISLIKES AND DIFFRENCES FROM THEM...NATURALLY WE WOULD HIGHLIGHT OUR SIMILARATIES IN POVERTY...WITHOUTNESS, STYLE AND ATTITUDE.

ONE DAY WHILE SKYDIVING FROM A TREEHOUSE AS TALL AS THE EMPIRE STATE BUILDING,
I DACSON WALLSTONE...HIT A TREE LIMB ON THE WAY DOWN, AND LOST A FOOT.
NEEDLESS TO SAY, IT WOULD BE A WEEK BEFORE THE SURGEONS AT THE FREE CLINIC IN HARVEY, ILLINOIS COULD REATTACH MY FOOT. THIS BROUGHT GREAT PAIN TOO MINES AND GAMBITS STREAK OF CONSECUTIVE DAYS OF WALKING, WATCHING , AND HATING THOSE INSIDE THE WINDOW. THIS COULD NOT BE...
I TOLD GAMBIT..".CONTINUE OUR WAYS...WALK UNTIL THOUGH HATH ARRIVED AS USUAL...AND REMEMBER...ILL BE THERE HATING MY ASS OFF IN SPIRIT, SO YOU WONT BE ALONE"!
TEARY EYED AND AMBITIOUSLY...HE AGREED.

TURNS OUT...IT ONLY TAKES 1 DAY TOO REATTACH A LEFT FOOT BACK TOO THE BODY, SO
I WAS UP WALKING OUT THE ...OVERNIGHT CLINIC THE NEXT DAY.
WHEN I GOT OUT THE DOORS ...I IMMEDIATELY PUSH THE BUTTON ON MY RANGELESS WALKIE
TALKIES AND ASKED GAMBIT HIS LOCATION. AGAIN...I PUSHED THE BUTTON IN AND SAID GAMBIT...YOU FUCK, WHAT ARE YOUR COORDINATES!
NO ANSWER...
I DECIDED TOO TAKE A WALK TOWARDS THE WINDOW OF HATE TOO BLOW OFF SOME STEAM!
AS I ARRIVED AT THE LOCATION...I COULD SEE THAT THE CARS AND MOVING TRUCKS WERE GONE. I HAD MISSED THE EXIT OF THE CREW OF MEN THAT ME AND MR JOHNSON HATED.
HOWEVER ,THERE WERE 4 DIRT BIKES OUTSIDE THE FENCE LEADING TOO THE HOUSE.
I POSITIONED MYSELF AGAINST THE TREE TOO SEE WHO MAY HAVE BEEN INSIDE THE HOUSE OF THOSE WE HATED.
I COULD SEE OPENED LEFT BEHIND BOXES BY THE GARBAGE CAN,
AND CLOTHES ITEMS FLUNG AROUND AS IF THEY'D BEEN CAST ASIDE
AND THE OTHER LEFT BEHINDS CHOSEN ...BY THOSE WHO BROKE IN.
AS MY EYE'S NOW ZONED IN TOO THE WINDOW...I COULD SEE 2 BOYS WHO HATED ME, AND A BITCH WHO ALWAYS ACTED NICE TOO ME IN PRIVATE BUT TALKED ABOUT ME LIKE A FUCKING DOG WHEN PEOPLE WERE AROUND.
MY FURY AROSE!!! THEN...I LOOKED INTO THE BEDROOM AREA WHERE THE MIRROR WAS...ONLY TOO SEE GAMBIT JOHNSON...DOING THE FUCKING DOUGIE AND THE 2 STEP AT THE SAME TIME...WHILE HAPPY AS... A SISSY WITH A BAG OF DICKS AT SAUSAGE FEST 99!

A TEAR...ONE ....RED...TEAR FELL FROM MY EYE.
HOW COULD THIS BE...
WHY HATH THIS HAPPENED...
HAD I NOT KNOWN OF HIS SLICK BITCHASS ENTOURAGE...AND MOTIVES...WHILE THINKING WE
WERE ONE IN THE SAME WHILE WINDOW WATCHING?
WHILE WONDERING AND STUCK, STUNNED ,AND...SPLIGABBERED IN DISBELIEF...HE LOOKED THROUGH THE MIRROR AND SAW ME.
IN MY HEAD...I THOUGHT HE WAS FEELING GUILTY AND ...
MAYBE TRYING TOO COME UP WITH AN EXPLANATION FOR WHAT THE FUCK HE WAS DOING.
I COULD'NT HAVE BEEN WRONGER.
HE TOOK 15 STEPS TOWARD THE WINDOW, AND SLAMMED THE SHIT CLOSED SO HARD..THAT THE GLASS SHATTERED INTO SMITHEREENS AND A SMALL PEICE REACHED ME AND CUT ME RIGHT ABOVE THE EYE IN 4 PLACES!
THE LESSON I LEARNED...
WHEN WATCHING OTHERS LIVES...THROUGH WINDOWS OF HATE,
ALWAYS REMEMBER, THEY CAN LOOK OUT AND HATE YOU TOO!
OR SOME SHIT.

NEW POETRY...ITS CALLED 2. THANX TOO MY BIG BROTHER ALLEN..ILL BE CURSING ALOT LESS. THANX G.

2011-01-05T11:26:00.002-06:00

i can write without profanity as well allen dunbar!

2 by duseandunbar/ kingyoda/bishop g

YOUR HELPING
OR YOUR STOPPING ME,
IM A CHEF OF SORROW,
I SERVE HEAPING HELPINGS
OF APOLOGIES,
DEEPLY IGNORED\THEY SHALLOWLY
ACKNOWLEDGE ME,
GRADEWISE IN DRAMA
AND PROBLEMS...,
IM SCHOLARLY,
VALEDICTORIAN OF WORRYING
USED TOO BE BEST FRIENDS
WITH WASALU AND TAUREAN...
WHERE DID THE STORY END?
EMPTY FRIEND CUPS
ENEMIES POURING IN,
IM SO SORE
SEEKING STRENGTH TO BE RESTORED
TRYNA SOAR AGAIN,
NO APPLAUSE...
I HEAR THE SNORES AGAIN,
TRYNA LIVE ALL NET...
I HIT THE BACKBOARD AGAIN,
BASKETBALL METAPHORS
GET IGNORED AGAIN,
COPPED A BAG OF PHIL JACKSON
IM SNORTING ZEN,
WHEN AT THE RIM...
I BACK PEDDLE AND SHOOT A THREE,
BRING A BAT ON THE COURT
TOO MAKE THE GAME NEW FOR ME,
SURE ILL BE
THROWN OUT
AND PROBLY FINED,
THE CHOICE IS EITHER TRACE...
OR CREATE THE DESIGN,

NUMBER 2 PLEEEEZE!

DEMARCO...GEMSTONES...CASTLE!

2011-01-05T11:09:00.000-06:00

THIS MAY BE THE DEEPEST UNCOMFORTABLE PIECE IVE PAINTED...

2010-12-29T20:53:00.005-06:00

THE FATHERS VISION....by dusean dunbar/bishop g/ king yoda 12 29 10

THEY BREATHLESS
LOOK AT THE DEBTS
DADS DEATH LEFT US,
MOOD DESOLATE AND DESPERATE
WHO WILL FETCH US
FOOD?
DEALT DOOM CARDS
ITS NO SHADE...
REJECTED BY THE EARTH
NO ROOM FOR A GRAVE
FOR THE SPADE,
SMOKE FOG COLORED DARK BROTHER,
TERRIBLE DECISION MAKING STUPID MOTHERFUCKER,
INHERITED PRISON MINDED THOUGHTS KEPTEM TRAPPED
A SHARING LOVEGIVER,, BUT FOUNDATION HE LACKED...
NOW SMACKED IN THE FACE
WITH DEBT DAD LEFT BEHIND
OUT OF SIGHT OUT OF MIND
KINDA LIKE HE LEFTEM BLIND,
BUT WITH A LITTLE PEICE OF SUN IN THE SOULS OF HIS SONS,
AND WATER FOR HIS DAUGHTERS...
THE DEPTH OF THE DESIGN...SO DIVINE,
CORRECT AMOUNT OF SPIRITUAL AND PHYSICAL ELEMENTS...
IN DEATH...TOO RESURRECT A RISE AND SHINE!!!!

THE CLIMB IS A BITTER ONE,
THERES MISERY IN VICTORY
YOUR VISION MAY NOT SEE IT DONE...

DAMN.

PAIN MAN RETURNS....DAMMMMMMMMMMMMMN YOU!

2010-12-29T18:56:00.004-06:00

OH GUARDING TOOL, OH GARDEN TOOL
by dusean dunbar/ bishop g/ kingyoda 12/29/10

POSSUM POSING PHOTO'S,
POSTER CHILD FOR NO-NO'S,
ACTUALLY OPPOSITE POSSUM

PLAYING LIKE IM ALIVE...

STAY TRYNA SURVIVE...
KNOWING THAT I DIED,
ONE, TOO MANY MISTAKES
FOOLS PRIDE,
TOOLS HIDE FROM ME...
THEY WONT HELP ME FIX,
SCREWED OVER AND BROKE
LISTENING FOR TICKS....AND TOCKS...
HIT WITH MONKEY WRENCHES BRICKS AND ROCKS
STICKS DIPPED IN WATER
ON COLLISION IT SHOCKS,
IM CARRYING A NEGATIVE SURGE
JUST WHEN I FELT
CLOSE TOO WEALTH
IS WHEN A PEASANT EMERGED,
IF GOD CAN MAKE A WAY FOR YOU
SO CAN THE DEVIL....
THE ONLY TOOL
NOT HIDING FROM ME
IS A SHOVEL....

NOW DIG BITCH.

had writers block for 4 days when it came down too positivity,
but this negative pain shit just flew out.
FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKK

Japanese Cartoon - Crowd Participation (DOWNLOAD + LYRICS)

2010-12-24T23:46:00.000-06:00

HEY ITS....WASA...I MEAN LU...I MEAN..JAPANESE CARTOON. ITS A DOPE ASS SONG!

HE LOOKS LIKE JESUS...

2010-12-24T16:20:00.002-06:00

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NEW DICK GREGORY ...MARTIN INTRO POEM!!!

2010-12-23T03:03:00.005-06:00

EAT A DICK..GREGORY...M.L.K. PREQUEL
by dusean dunbar/ bishop g / kingyoda

THIS MELODYS
DEDICATED TO DICK GREGORY.
DANGEROUS AS SIX FELONYS
IN WHATTEVER SPEECH,
WE AT THE BRINK OF RUNNING OUT OF AN ERA,
WHERE SOME OF THE BRAVEST BLACK MEN
POWERED TOGETHER,
AND WITHSTOOD THE IMPACT
OF FIREHOSES AND DOGS,
WITNESSED ROPES ON THE THROATS
KNECK BROKE FROM A LOG,
ITS TOUGH TRYNA HANG
AND BE STRONG FOR THE CAUSE,
NON VIOLENCE MET WITH MAXIMUM
BULLETS SHOT THROUGH THE WALL,
OR THROUGH THE KNECK OFTHE REVEREND MARTIN LUTHER KING,
WE LONG OVERDUE FOR THE RESPECT WE’VE HARDLY SEEN,
YOUR EITHER PART OF THE NIGHTMARE…
OR THE DREAM,
IVE ETHERED PART ‘S OF MYSELF
TOO RESURRECT A KING…
STATE OF MIND NO PRIDE
NO LUCK OF THE IRISH,
I JUST PUT A HUNDRED PERCENT
TRUST IN MY IRIS,
TOO SEE AND DECIPHER THE CODE,
PARAGRAPH ASSASSIN BLASTING
WRITE WITH A SNIPERLY GLOW…

SEAN SHOTYYA!!!!

YA HUNGRY???? WELL EAT A...Dick Gregory at State of Black Union 08 Pt.1

2010-12-20T19:04:00.000-06:00

I LOVE HEAVY HEADS!

BEAUTIFUL BOOGIE MAN MEMBER...Dick Gregory on Drinking Water

2010-12-20T18:47:00.000-06:00

JUICE OR WATER....

HELL FROZE OVER PART 3!!!!!

2010-12-17T21:35:00.003-06:00

HELL FROZE OVER PART 3...THE CONCLUSION TOO THE TRILOGY
by dusean dunbar/ bishop g/ kingyoda

ITS NO CONSPIRACY...
OR USE IN WASTING ENERGY
OR HAVING EMPATHY...
FOR THOSE WHO MISTAKE CONCERN
WITH PARANOIA...
DISSAPOINTMENT WITH MISERY,
I SPEAK FOR YOUR SPIRITUAL VOTE...
FUCK YOU POLITICALLY!

RIGHTEOUS FREEZING BUMS ...
DEMON DEACONS IN MINK COATS,
COLLECTION PLATES
DISRESPECTING THE FAITH OF THESE FOLKS...
READING QUOTES
FROM THE FLAMES OF KING JAMES...
RINGS , CHAINS, DEEP STROKING BOYS...
GIVING THEM DEEP PAIN!

GOVERNMENT INFILTRATED...
THE CHURCH IS INFILTRATED...
THE FAMILY UNDER FIRE
WE HURTING AND I HATE IT...
LOVE TOOK A BACKSEAT TOO DEAD PRESIDENTS,
WHILE LIVING PRESIDENTS
WANT US DEADER THAN
DEAD PRESIDENTS,

I FEEL LIKE LARENZ TATE
IN DEAD PRESIDENTS...

IM THROWING CHAIRS
OF AWARENESS AND RELEVANCE!
MY STRESS...
THAT OF A RETIRED SCIENTIST SOLDIER
WHO WELCOMES SOLAR FLARES BECAUSE HELL FROZE OVER!

THERE YOU HAVE IT...THE HELL FROZE OVER TRILOGY!
YAYYYYYYY....I GOT MY MASTER FRODO ON! LORD OF THE RING SHIT!
ANYWAY...HOPE YOU ENJOY...OR NOT ENJOY...BUT JUST READ..BECAUSE READING IS FUNDEMENTAL.

this is another member of the boogie man clique!!!

2010-12-16T22:09:00.001-06:00

Leonard cohen....the letterw

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BOOGIE MAN CLIQUE...ACCEPTING APPS.

2010-12-16T19:26:00.000-06:00

FOR NO REASON AT ALL...OTHER THAN I LOVE THIS NEEGA...AND I WAS JUST WRITING MY LAST POEM TOO THIS SONG...
I PRESENT TOO YOU....ANOTHER MEMBER OF THE BOOGIE MAN CLIQUE...MOS DEF..STARRING IN..
THE MOST BEAUTIFUL BOOGIE MAN!

The Bed of Arms/ My Heads Alarm...ONE OF MY GREATEST PEICES OF ART

2010-12-16T13:40:00.005-06:00

FROM 3 YEARS AGO!
The Bed of Arms/ My Heads Alarm by dusean dunbar/bishop g/ kingyoda

WHEN THE KILLER BEES WERE COMING, I HEADED TOWARD THE SWARMS,
I HAVE YEARNED TO BE HELD IN A BED FULL OF ARMS..
A BED FULL OF ARMS? YOPP...FULLY DETACHED...
FROM PEOPLE PERIOD...I THINK I NO LONGER NEED THAT,
SEE THAT DETACHED ARM...CANT COMPREHEND MY LIES,
NOR SEE MY BULLSHIT...YOU SEE ARMS..DONT HAVE EYES!
NOT EARS TO HEAR..OR A HEART FOR ME TO SCAR,
JUST A SOFT ARM THAT READS DUSEAN DUNBAR IS A STAR!
AND ANOTHER ONE THAT READS..I WILL ALWAYS HOLD YOU...
THESE TATTOED ARMS THAT HOLD ME ARE THE ONES ILL GIVE GOLD TOO...
NOTICE I WANT THESE ARMS...I AINT FUCKING WITH NO SHOES,
BECAUSE LEGS AND FEET WALK AWAY...LEAVE ME WITH NO CLUES.

AN OLD FOOL I AM...I MAKE YOUNG MISTAKES,
TASTED THE TASTE OF LOVE TO THE POINT OF A STOMACH ACHE,
SOME WOULD SAY...
FUCK THIS NIGGA! HE SHOULD BE PUNISHED FAKE,
PUNK MUTHAFUCKA HE DONE IT..NOW GRAB A GUN AND TAKE
YOUR OWN LIFE!!!
YOU A PILL POPPER? WELL POPPEM BITCH!
"STAND IN FRONT OF US AND SWALLOW THEM AND WE AINT STOPPING SHIT"!
THE PROBLEM IS...THAT I KNOW WHAT THE PROBLEM IS...
AND I AINT SEEN THE DOCTOR WHO COULD PROBABLY PROPERLY SOLVE MY QUIZ...
OR TEST OF LIFE...THAT IM CONSTANTLY FAILING,
BUT WHEN EVERYBODY GETTING F’S I GUESS...WHO AM I TELLING?
WHO THE FUCK AM I ACTUALLY RAPPING AND WRITING TOO?
IN MY MIND, ITS YOU IN MY MIND,
YOU IN MY MIND... ITS YOU.

GUYS ITS ME....IN MY OLD VEST

2010-12-16T10:31:00.002-06:00

EDDY KANES PAIN....POETRY
GUYS....ITS ME...IN MY OLD VEST
by dusean dunbar/ bishop g/ kingyoda!

HAND CLASPED IN FRIENDSHIP
DAMN THAT PRETEND SHIT,
SOMETIMES THE BEST BEGGININGS
ARE WHEN YOU END SHIT!
NO NAMES NEED BE FILLED IN BLANKS...
JUST MAKE SURE MY CHAMBER
AINT FILLED WITH BLANKS...
AND SQUEEZE!

FROM MY KNEES
I DID PRAYERS,
I'VE PLAYED THE ROLE
OF A DRAGON TOO THE SLAYERS,
AND SLAYER TOO THE DRAGONS,
I NEVER IMAGINED...

THAT FIRE BREATHING
SPITEFUL DEMONS REALLY EXIST!
THEN IT HAPPENED.

NOW I HAVE A PERMANENT SMOKE SMELL
SURPRISED LIKE MY BOND WAS A DOLLAR
AND THEY AINT POST BAIL!
YOU MEAN TOO TELL ME
I AINT WORTH TEN DIMES?
4 QUARTERS?
20 NICKELS?
BITCH FINE!

REMAIN BLIND...
MAY MY WORTHLESS WORDS
NOT HURT YOU AND SERVE
A HIGHER PURPOSE,
ONLY OBSERVED...
AND PRESERVED
BY THOSE WHO HEARD A SOUL IN DISTRESS,
WHEN DID EDDIE KANE REALISE HE GOT LEFT?

damn....nights like THISSSSSSSSS

DECEPTIVE PERCEPTION

2010-12-16T10:23:00.000-06:00

DECEPTIVE PERCEPTION by duseandunbar/bishop g/kingyoda

IS IT ODD YET?
CAN YOU SEE THE LUCIFER PROJECTS?
EXPERIMENTATION INVOLVING OUR FLESH?
THE FIGHT FOR OUR MINDS?
CONTROL OF THE BABIES,
7 YEAR OLDS PUSSY POPPING?
THATS CRAZY!
HIGH RATE OF DIVORCE...
COUPLES AINT STAYING THE COURSE
RELATIONSHIP ATTENTION SPANS ARE SHORT,
MEN MORE HESITANT
TOO GIVE THEIR FELLOW MAN SUPPORT,
FUCK WORLD AFFAIRS AND INDULGE IN SPORT,
MIAMI PEOPLE HAPPY CUZ LEBRON WITH THE HEAT,
NIGGAZ IN CLEVELAND SETTING FIRES IN THE STREET,
NOT FIRES FOR JOBLESSNESS
THAT AINT WHAT THEY GOT A PROBLEM WIT
THEY JUST WANNA SEE A NIGGA GET THE BALL AND HIT!
DUNK... MAKE... MAN HAPPY,
CAVEMAN MINDSTATE
ILL NEVER LETTEM TRAP ME,
THATS A LIE...KOBE PUTS ME IN A TRANCE,
BUT BY ANOTHERS MERITS
WE CAN NEVER ADVANCE,
WELL WE CAN...
ACCORDING TOO CHRISTIANIC SCRIPT,
THAT IF YOU REPENT
BEFORE YOUR HEARTS LAST TICK...
YOU GOOD!!!
AND THAT WOULD TIP THE SCALES IN YOUR FAVOR...

BUT THATS ADVICE I WOULD NEVER GIVE A NEIGHBOR,

SOMEBODYS LYING.

PATRIOTIC POETRY

2010-12-16T10:18:00.005-06:00

B.O. IS B S'N !!!!
BY BISHOP G/ DACSON WALLSTONE/KING YODA

THANX FOR THE TAX CUTS....
OLD SLAVES LIKE
THANX FOR THE BACK CUTS
WHEN THE WHIPS CRACKED US!
PERHAPS WHAT
WE NEED IS NO TAX,
SUBTRACT WHAT
YOU WANT FROM THE STASHES
AND STACKS
OF CASH FROM PUTTING CRACK
IN THE HANDS OF BLACKS,
YOUR PERSONAL PROFIT MARGIN
FROM BARGING IRAQ,
YOUR BARGAINS ARE WACK,
WE STILL GET OVER CHARGED,
APART FROM THE FACT
YALL STEALING WITH OPEN ARMS,
YOU AINT WELCOME!
GO UP TO THE HELL YOU FELL FROM,
INFINITE LIES,
BUT FOR TRUTHS..YOU AINT TELL ONE!

YES
WE
CAN.....
SEE THAT U A LIAR NOW,
AND YOUR "BENEFITS" OF THE DOUBT..
JUST EXPIRED NOW!!!!

HELL FROZE OVER PART 2 OF 3

2010-12-16T10:15:00.002-06:00

HELL FROZE OVER PART 2 OF 3 by dusean dunbar/ bishop g/ kingyoda

BEHIND THE BACK INSULTS
ARE SUMMERTIME SNOWBALLS...
FROSTED THOUGHTS
BUT WHEN TOSSED...
THEY HOT COBALT,
SKATING DOWN THE SLOPES
OF NO LAWS
WITH NO PADS?
HOPE YALL...
KNOW ALL HOPES LOST
AND YOU GONE CRASH!

EACH MEMBER OF THE FRIGID TEAM,
BE PREPARED TO MELT
WHEN THE SCRIPTURE STEAM,
SCREAMS
DEFEATING YOUR WINTER THEME!

FLAKES OF HATE
UNGRATEFUL FOR THE SIMPLE THINGS,
HEAVENLY GATES
OR HADES LAKE
THERES NO IN BETWEEN...

3's COMING.

HELL FROZE OVER PART 1 OF 3

2010-12-16T10:13:00.001-06:00

HELL FROZE OVER!!! PART 1 OF 3
by dusean dunbar/ bishop g/ kingyoda

FEAR IT
WHEN YOU NEAR IT,
ATTITUDE'S OF THOSE
LUCIFERIC...
BEAST MARK...
PRIDE WHEN THEY WEAR IT,

WHERE IT ORIGINATED
WELL...IN THE HEAVENS,
A FALLEN ANGEL
ARMED WITH AN ANGLE
AND A PREFERANCE,
TO TELL THEM
DO WHAT THOU WILT
FREE WILLING,
HELLISH EMOTIONS...
THAT'S THE MEANING
OF DEEP FEELING,

DEMANDING
THAT CHANGES BE MADE
TOO THE COMMANDMENTS,
YOU FEEL YOU SO EXCEPTIONAL
GOD SHOULD UNDERSTAND IT!
THE HEART IS A CANVASS,
POTENTIALLY CLASSICAL PEICES,
SO AT TIMES
THE MOST VALUABLE
SELL THE CHEAPEST,
MY THESIS...
STUDY UP
AND MAYBE YOU CAN LEARN,
THAT PRICELESS IS THE MIND
OF THE CARING
AND CONCERNED!

YA COLD HEARTED BITCH!

ACTIVATE...

2010-11-07T01:48:00.004-05:00

ACTIVATE...by bishop g/ dusean dunbar/ king yoda

IT AINT THE LENGTH IT TAKES,
ITS THE STRENGTH A PEN DEMONSTRATES
WHEN YOUR INNER ACHES
BLEED OUT AND YOU CAN SCRIPT YOUR FATE,
REVENGE IS BEST SERVED COLD ON A WINTER PLATE,
I FIGURED TIMES WOULD GET BETTER
BUT ITS GETTING LATE...
TRAGEDIES IMMINENT WE PITIFUL AND MISSING CUES
MEEK INHERIT THE EARTH
THE STRONG GET NIBIRUS?...

BEING DECEIVED BY THEY SIMPLE TOOLS
TALK ABOUT BEING STUBBORN...
NIGGAS REPLACING MULES!
EVER HAD THE FEELING
THIS A GAME WE MADE TO LOSE?
WELL THATS A FACT
IF THE OPPOSITION MAKE THE RULES!
WHATS THE ODDS OF THEM HELPING YOU WIN...
WE DONT SHARE THE SAME INTREST FROM BEGINNING TO END,
ITS ALMOST OVER THOUGH
BELIEVE IT OR NOT,
GOD SAYS HE HAS A PLAN
FOR THE DEVIOUS PLOT,
SEND A COWARD STRAIGHT TO WHERE
THE ONLY SEASON IS HOT,
AND IF YOU AINT PARTICIPATING
THERES NO REASON TO WATCH,
GET ACTIVE!

MR. HIGH SPEED...

2010-04-25T00:20:00.003-05:00

MR.HIGHSPEED...by bishopg/dusean dunbar

ETERNAL INTERNAL BURDEN...
I WAS BORN A PALLBEARER,
I DONT USE THAT WORD LIGHTLY
IVE SEEN MY SHARE OF

FUNERALS..CASKETS ON MY SHOULDERS,
A PARTICIPANT TO THE WILL OF JEHOVAH'S,
NOT JUST HIM,
THE STEEL FROM THE COBRAS,
STRIKING DOWN MY BROTHERS
YOUNG SOLDIERS,
I SEE THOSE WHO THINK KILLINGS COOL,
WITH NO EXPERINCE ON THE MATTER
BEHIND THEIR EAR IS A SWIMMING POOL,
THAT SHIT IS BEYOND WET,
A MAN NOT AFRAID TO DIE
IS BEYOND THREAT!!!

AS LONG AS YOU CAN READ
YOU CAN HEED,
AND SLOW THE FUCKDOWN
MR. FELL IN LOVE WITH HIGH SPEED!

OLD MOTIVATION....

2010-04-07T03:44:00.000-05:00

GREY STRANDS IN MY FRO
THE NEW FREDRICK DOUGLASS,
IM EMPATHETIC AND LOVE SICK
MISSING WHO I WAS WITH,
SLOW TO RECOVER
I WAS QUICK,
HOPING THAT THIS IS AS HARD....
AS IT DOES GET,
IM USING OLD FEELINGS AS MY MOTIVATION,
ME AND LOVE BEEEN ON A VACATION,
I AINT SICK FROM IT BUT
I USED TO BE A PATIENT,
AND I LEARNED FROM IT THAT
I GOTTA BE PATIENT,
IM FINALLY WAITING...
I WAS KING OF RUSHING INTO SHIT,
PERFECT PESONIFICATION OF A INSTRUMENT,
BEAT OF MY OWN DRUM I CONSTANTLY MARCHED TOO...
I BLANK YOU WITH ALL MY HEART BOO.

YOPPPPPPPPPPP ISSSSSSSSS COMEEEEEEEEE BAKKKKKKKKK!!!!!

THE FATHER IN YOU REMIX....harsh real poem

2010-03-31T00:40:00.003-05:00

THE FATHER IN YOU...part2....by dusean dunbar/ bishop g

IM LEANING ON YOU HEAVILY,
ALTHOUGH IVE GAINED WEIGHT,
NEED YOU TOO RECOGNISE ME
THOUGH I NOLONGER KNOW MY FACE,
SCARED OF MY FATE
I WAS FAITHFULLY MISDIRECTED,
MISMANAGED BUT MAKING MISTAKES...PERFECTED!!!
I SUBCONSCIOUSLY DESIRED TO BE DEJECTED,
DEALING WITH DARKNESS AND DEMONS SO DEEP
ITS DEPTHLESS,
WISH I WAS DEBTLESS,
DONT WQNT TO LOOK FROM THE OTHERSIDE OF DEATH
AND SAY...I AINT LEFT SHIT
BEHIND,
EXCEPT TIMES FULL OF REMORSE,
WISHES OF DIFFRENT INSTANCES FOR ME TO CHANGE COURSE,
YOU...AND ONLY YOU ARE MY ONLY SOURCE,
OF INSPIRATION...IVE BEEN MUTILATED AND SCORCHED,
SO FUCK YOU YOU BITCH ASS NIGGA!!!!

i did it muggz

2010-03-23T04:42:00.002-05:00

by dusean dunbar/ bishop g

I AINT HIM!
CANT SAY I AINT TRY TO BE,
BE ANYTHING THAT I WANTED...
THEY LIED TO ME,
PREDESTINY'S AS REAL AS THE PAST,
COINCIDING WITH CHARACTERS OF LIFES CAST,
PO-SITION PLAYED
IM ALL TALK ON NO LISTEN DAYS
NO GETAWAYS INSIGHT,
OR FLIGHTS TO A DISTANT CAVE,
IN MISERY AS IT TICKS AWAY...
I CANT SAY ID DO IT AGAIN!!!

KEEP DARK THOUGHTS LIKE
IM TRUE TO MY SKIN,
I TRY TO BE TRUE TO MY FRIENDS..
I HAD A REAL UGLY BEGGINING
IM LOOKING FOR A BEAUTIFUL END
ENLIGHTEN WITH MY LUMINOUS PEN.

rusty with it...late with it...here.

stop the clock..appreciation..new poetry from me...bishop g...or dusean dunbar

2010-03-01T02:30:00.001-06:00

STOP THE CLOCK...APPRECIATION...NEW POETRY. LATE NIGHT
Current mood: refreshed
Category: Dreams and the Supernatural

I SHOT THE CLOCK,
STABBED THE WATCH,
IN AN EFFORT TO STOP TIME,
I KICKED AN HOUR GLASS IN THE CROTCH,
MINUTES ARE MY ENEMY,
SECONDS ARE WEAPONS
THAT WERE FORMED AGAINST ME
EVERY SINCE MY CONCEPTION,
TICKING AWAY, I AM DIFFERENT TODAY,
WHY CANT I REMAIN CONSTANT WITH POWER...
WITH EVERY HOUR THAT PASSES MY LIT CANDLE FLICKERS AWAY
HAPPY JUST 1 NIGHT AGO...
BUT I HAVE A TEMPER TODAY,
FEELING SERIOUS AS FUCK
WITH NO MENTION OF PLAY
ON THE GO
NO INTENTIONS TO STAY
ON THE LOW
I CONSISTENTLY PRAY
BUT IM TO BUSY TALKING
TO HEAR WHAT HE SAY!

LISTEN...I APOLOGIZE FOR MY ACTIONS,
NO...IM NOT SAYING IT FOR YOUR SATISFACTION,
A DEEP SENSE OF REMORSE
ACKNOWLEDGING THAT YOUR HEADED THE WRONG WAY
IS KEY FOR YOU TO CHANGE COURSE!
SO I REALLY MEAN IM CHANGING
AND FOR THE BEST,
TO SALVAGE WHAT IS LEFT
TILL DEATH WHILE IN MY FLESH,
I SURE APPRECIATE...
THE FACT THAT I KNOW THAT I HAVE A LOT OF PEOPLE
WHOM I DO APPRECIATE!

I LOVE YOU.

PREACH ON DEACON DUNBAR

2010-02-16T07:07:00.004-06:00

PREACH ON ....by dusean dunbar/bishop g

I FLOWED
I GLOWED ON THE GLOW IN THE DARK TOUR,
HEART PURE,SO PEACEFUL DONT WANNA START WAR,
I KNOW SMART WHORES AND GENIOUS PROSTITUTES,
I ALSO KNOW DUMB ASS VIRGINS WITHOUT THE SCOOP
ON HOW TO LIVE LIFE,
IM NONJUDGEMENTAL,
FAMILIAR WITH BOTH SIDES
DEPENDS ON WHAT YOU INTO,
SIMPLE SHIT SEPERATE US ON COMPLEX LEVELS,
DEVILS TOSS BOULDERS AND ANGELS TOSS PEBBLES,
WHATEVER,
FAR AS I CAN TELL THEY BOTH THROWING,
BE REAL CONSCIOUSLY INSIDE THEY BOTH KNOWING,
OR AT LEAST THINK THEY DOING THE RIGHT THING,
I WONDER WHY I CONTINUE TO WRITE THINGS...
MAYBE I SHOULD BE OUT SIGHT SEEING,
LISTENING TO LUPE FIASCO'S IM BEAMING
WIDE AWAKE ...BUT ITS LIKE IM DREAMING,
MARTIN LUTHER KING WITH AN EXCESS OF DEMONS,
YET INSTILL I GOTTA SPEECH FOR THE MASSES,
AND YOU CAN PUT IT TO A BEAT AND FULL BLAST IT,
THE MESSAGE...
MORE IMPORTANT THAN THE DELIVERER,
MAJOR WORDS FROM A MINIATURE POETICAL MINISTER.

GAME POSTPONED???? DRUNK RAMBLING

2010-02-09T05:47:00.005-06:00

game postponed by dusean dunbar/ bishop g

LINES... LIKENED TO LEBRON IN HIS PRIME,
RAW UNPOLISHED TOMAHAWK WITH THE RHYME,
BADDER THAN A CAVILIER
TRAVELED IN A CAVALIER,
HATING NIGGAZ LIKE OH FUCK
WHAT HAVE WE HERE,
I GRAB A BEER AND COMMENCE TO PRINT
TYPING TEMPERS GOTTA VENT
LATER ON ILL REPENT,
FOR NOW, I GOTTA GET PAID LIKE RENT,
NOT REALLY SURE ABOUT THE PLACE I WAS SENT
FROM...
OH WELL IM HERE SO ITS DONE,
HOW THE FUCK NIGGAZ GAIN WEIGHT EATING CRUMBS,
I BEEN CALLED SHIT FROM DEEP TO DUMB,
BORN WITH A BIG ASS HEAD
SO I GUESS I GOTTA TEACH A TON,
I CAN BE OVERLOOKED BUT LONG AS I REACH ONE
I FEEL LIKE A DEED IS DONE,
DAMN ALL THIS BEER GONE.

HEY MARVIN..2009 TROUBLE MAN

2010-02-07T09:45:00.003-06:00

IM MORE TROUBLED THAN MOST
YET I PUBLISH MY POST,
AFRAID OF TRUST AND HOPE
NO FAITH IN THE POPE,
I LOOK AT DEACONS SIDEWAYS,
WANNA TEACH PREACHERS,
CHOIR SOUND GOOD
BUT IS IT GOOD WHAT THEY SING US?
NO FUSS...MY BELIEF IS UNBELIEVABLE,
BLOOD OF CHRIST MY ASS...JESUS IS UMBLEEDABLE,
IN THAT STORY DID HE DIE FOR OUR SINS
OR WAS IT JUST ANOTHER STORY OF A MURDERED MAN,
MAN , I READALOT
WAS NEVER CLOSEMINDED,
THEY WANT US TO KEEP OUR EYES OPEN TO THE BLINDNESS,
NO MATTER WHAT YOUR CLOCK SAYS
THATS NOT WHAT THE TIME IS
9:09 A.M SIGNED THIS.

NOT DEAD...JUST DEADISH...by dusean dunbar/ bishop g

2010-02-07T06:25:00.003-06:00

IF YOUR FERTILE WHEN WE MEET,
ILL PLANT SEEDS OF MEMORY,
I ONLY WANTED TO LET LIVE AND BE,
NOW I REALISE IT WAS SHIT I WAS TO SEE,
BUT KEEP QUIET ABOUT
IT WAS JUST FOR ME,
TRIED TO SHARE THE UNSHARABLE AND UNSEEN,
ONLY TO HEAR IM HALLUCINATING DUMB THINGS,
GUESS I READ AND STUDY WAY TOOOOO MUCH,
HERES A QUOTE
YOU CAN NEVER KNOW ENOUGH
TOUGH WHILE IM WIDE AWAKE WORKING AT BUILDING.
WORD CONSTRUCTIONS...I SLEEP THROUGH MY CHILDREN,
USED TO GET MAD...DRUGGING MYSELF JUST TO REST,
NOT REALISING LIVING IS MY DEATH.

GOODBYE HELLO ....ME BACK

2010-02-01T02:33:00.001-06:00

GOODBYE HELLO...by dusean dunbar/ bishop g

LISTEN UP LISTEN UP
LOOKING DOWN BUT WISHING UP
NIGGAS AINT THINKING BOUT YA
NOBODY MISSING US,
DIE IN THE PHYSICAL
MATERIAL GET DIVIED UP,
FAMILY READING WILLS
THEN QUICKLY SPLITTNG UP..
WATCHING TWILIGHT
KINDA WANT DIAMOND SKIN
SHINING ANYWAY
DESPITE THAT THIS LIFE
OF MINE IS DIM,
WHITE IS IN,
BLACK IS OUT
THATS WHEN IM BLACKING OUT
CONTENT WITHOUT
DONT WANT BACK IN HOUSE,
AND NOW IM BACK ENROUTE
HEADING HOME,
INWARD TRAVELING
TO MY HEART
YEAH ITS ON,
THATS ON STONE,
THIS IS WHERE
I AM GON.......

YEAH I GUESS IM GONE.

NEW POETRY..X MARKS THE TREASURE

2009-04-22T07:19:00.000-05:00

X MARKS THE TREASURE by dusean dunbar/bishop g

AS YEARS CHANGE AND IDEAS ARE GAINED
OR FORGOTTEN,
I MAINTAIN A SMALL LEVEL OF FAME FOR DOWNTRODDEN,
CLOWNS PLOTTING,
MAD BECAUSE IM TIGHT LIKE A PAIR OF BROWN STOCKINGS,
MY WHOLE OLD TOWNS WATCHING,
IM JUST A SOUTH SIDE BOY TRYING TO BREATH AIR,
EVERYBODY WANT US DEAD OR IN JAIL..ARE WE SCARED?
DO WE CRY?
AS SURE AS WE DIE
BUT IN BETWEEN TIME WE BOOK PLANE TICKETS AND WE FLY,
YOU SEE THEM GREEN DEAD MEN COME AND GO,
MONEY WILL MAKE MUTHAFUCKAZ ALIENS JOE,
WE BECOME UNFAMILIAR AND STRAIN RELATIONSHIPS OVER IT,
KICK A BROKEN SOUL WHEN THERE DOWN? THATS SOME BOGUS SHIT!
NEW TEAM ALIGNING LIKE THE THE STARS IN THE GROUND,
NOT THE ONES IN THE SKY WHO'VE NEVER BEEN AROUND,
IN TOUCH WITH NATURE
THE PAPER WILL MAKE ITS SELF,
ALL WE HAVE TO DO IS GIVE IT A LITTLE HELP,
RECOGNISE WHAT YOUR DEALT
DEAL WITH IT WITH DILIGENCE,
NEVER DISCARD YOUR MISTAKES
TAKE IN EXPERIENCE,
JUST AS SURE AS NON HUMANS HELPED WITH THE PYRAMIDS,
GOTTA UTILIZE OUR SENSES AND MIND TO BUILD THE BRIDGE,
WHERE WILL IT LEAD?
HOPEFULLY TO A BETTER
PLACE AND STATE OF MIND
ITS FUN DOING IT TOGETHER,
WHATTEVER, BULLETS THROUGH YA GUCCI COATS LEATHER,
PAY ATTENTION BITCH READ THE LETTER...
X MARKS THE TREASURE.

OH REALLY? WELL ALLOW ME TO RETORT!!!by bishop g/ dusean dunbar

2009-02-24T18:55:00.000-06:00

GOT YOU ALL FULL
OFF THE BULL THEY WAS FEEDING YOU,
LEADING YOU INTO THE DARK...
BUT NOW IM LEAVING YOU,
THINKING YOU WAS ALL TO THE GOOD..
BUT YOU EVIL TOO,
EVEN WHEN IT SEEMED I WASNT LOOKING
I WAS PEEPING YOU,
HAD IT IN MY MIND WE WAS STILL GOING
WE WERE THROUGH,
NEVER WAS EASY FOR US TO JUST BE ME AND YOU,
BUSINESS WAS ALL IN THE PUBLIC
STEADY LEAKING THROUGH,
SCREAMING ALL LOUD WHEN WE FIGHT
SO ALL THE PEOPLE KNEW,
GOT ME ALL STRESSED OUT SO IM DRINKING BREW,
KINDA DONT WANNA WASH UP
SO IM STINKING TOO
MIND STEADY RACING AND RACING
MEANING IM THINKING TOO,
SHIT GET DEEPER
I GUESS A NIGGA SINKING TOO,
I SEE YOU TRYNA TAKE MY LIFE
LIKE THE REAPER DO,
TRYING TO BE MEAN ON PURPOSE
MAKES A WEAKER YOU,
IM SEEING THROUGH ALL THE TRASH
AND THE SMOKESCREENS,
DIRTY BTCHES THINKING THEY SO CLEAN....

WHATTEVA MUTHAFUCKA!!!!!

Just a freewrite....no title

2009-01-31T01:51:00.001-06:00

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!

2009-01-30T14:38:00.000-06:00

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!

2009-01-21T19:18:00.002-06:00

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!!!

2009-01-20T20:05:00.002-06:00

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

2009-01-19T22:56:00.001-06:00

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

2009-01-06T16:57:00.001-06:00

PLATFORM O.G.S RETURN

2009-01-06T10:15:00.000-06:00

LMAO!! Classic...

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

2009-01-03T15:26:00.000-06:00

THE SPEECH OF ALL SPEECHES! ITS FROM CHOCES 1

THE GREATEST WORDS NEVER WROTE...THIS AINT THEM

2008-12-21T20:27:00.000-06:00

THE GREATEST WORDS...NEVER WROTE. THIS AINT THEM BUT..
Current mood: blah

THE GREATEST WORDS NEVER WROTE...THIS AINT THEM! by dusean dunbar/ bishop g

DAMN I BEEN BANGING DIFFERENT HOES STATE TO STATE,

POCKETS LACED WITH HUNDRED STACKS I STAY GETTING CAKE,

IM SWIMMING IN THE WARMEST SWIMMING POOLS EVER MADE,

JACCUZI BUBBLES WASHING ALL THE DIRT FROM MY BRAIDS,

MAN OH MAN...IM SO BLESSED...SUCCESS IS SO SWEET,

MY CLOTHES ARE SO NEAT...ITS LIKE I COULD WALK THROUGH LIFE WITH NO FEET...

COULD DO IT ON MY HANDS,

IM PERFECTLY BALANCED..A HANSOMELY ASSEMBLED MAN,

I SPEAK WITH IMPORTANCE...SEE ME ON PICTURES WITH JORDAN, AND CATCH ME POSING JUMPING ON STAGE IN MY JORDANS,

MAN IM GORGEOUS..FINE AS HELL...IM A MODEL,

THANK GOD ILL NEVER TAKE A DRINK FROM A BOTTLE..

OF LIQOUR THAT IS...I STAY WITH THAT FIJI WATER,

GIRL OUTTA OF THIS WORLD..SHES E.T'S. DAUGHTER,

IM DEEP AS 3 BODYS OF WATER COMPILED TOGETHER,

AND I BOOK FLIGHTS IN ONLY TURBULENT WEATHER,

WHATS THE USE OF HAVING THIS MUCH LUCK AND NOT GAMBLING, USE MY THIRD EYE AND SIXTH SENSE WHILE WATCHING CHANNEL 10,

AND GODDAMN IM THIN...FUCK FAT PEOPLE!

AND JUST TO THINK...THEY SAID I ONLY FUCKED FAT PEOPLE!

FOOLS...I GRADUATED TOP OF MY CLASS IN SCHOOLS,

A MASTER MASON WITH A BASEMENT FULL OF TOOLS,

YEAH NIGGERS THIS IS THE LIFE OF WHITEY DUNBAR,

SHOOT THE FUCKING SUN AND THE MOON..I SHINE AS 1 STAR!

COMPLETE BULLSHIT!!!!!!!!!!

WHAT IF WRITING I GUESS.

WHATTEVA...JUST BRAINSTORMING WHILE MOURNING AND GETTING THROUGH MY DEPPRESSION I GUESS.

PEACE.

Poison (one of my old poems)

2008-12-13T02:40:00.004-06:00

Ok Ok Ok So I promised a poem the other day and uhhh I aint got nothing YET LOL!! but until then, here's one of my favorite ones I wrote back a few months ago.. I was listenin to The Cool (album not song) followed by Nas's What Goes Around (Poison) and BAM the result was this poem below... but uhhh New poem Coming soon!!!

BISHOP WHERE YOU AT??? POST YA NEW STUFF

-Poison-

Injected infection aka Poison ...
Poisonous substances destroyes em...
A Poison injected and we enjoyed it...
Inhale it then deploy it...
So everyone around Tastes the Poison...
No escape of this Poison like noises...
Cuz even a deaf person hears voices...
Breast Implants and Poisonous Pills...
White Powder substance that kills...
Attitude of The Cool that controls wills...
Its all Poison so tell me the deal?...
The Skull and Bone, its a dangerous sign...
Its Poison that causes you to shoot the Nine...
Poison also commits the Crime...
Cuz Poison Corrupts our mind...
Jealousy, Envy, and Hate...
That's all what Poison creates...
Love too is what Poison makes...
The Poison is even part of our traits...
Soft Drinks and Wikipedia links...
Cartoons and Alcoholic drinks...
Bush's rule and the Media stinks...
All these are what Poison is...
Razors cuttin away at your wrists...
Poison of Brand Name clothes make u the shit...
Poor's Poison is beef with the rich...
The rich's Poison is what their cash is...
There's too much around...
That tries to dumb us down...
Then leave us dumb found...
So we too dumb to know how danger sounds...

~Think Twice Before You Inject The Poison In Your Body~

Whether you know it or not, we all allow some poison into our systems but sometimes will be soo used to it that we wont know that we're causing damage until its too late....

~Rhymestyle~

WE'VE FAILED EACHOTHER

2008-11-24T00:15:00.001-06:00

WE'VE FAILED EACHOTHER by dusean dunbar/ bishop g

FRONTING IS FUTURELESS

ASK M.C. BREED...

SOCIETY HAS BECOME RUTHELESS

TOO OUR NEEDS...

CLUTTER OUR MINDS WITH THINGS TO WANT

ADVERTISING,

WHILE LIVES ARE DAMAGED FROM MISHANDLING AND

FANTASIZING,

MY 33 TATTOOS AND SCARS REVEAL MY TRAVELS..

FACE, BACK, ARMS, CHEST,..NOSE DIBBLED AND DABBLED,

I ATTRACTED PEOPLE WHO SOON GREW TOO RESENT ME,

IM STANDING SOAKED IN RAIN HOLDING FLOWERS LIKE LOVE SENT ME!

ITS TOO LATE TOO PINCH ME IM DESENSITIZED TO PAIN,

ENERGIZED IN MY BRAIN BUT VICTIMIZED AND BARELY SANE,

A SHAME I WANNA LEAVE THIS PLACE BUT UNDERSTAND,

ITS ONLY SO MUCH PRESSURE TO PLACE UPON A MAN

AND I KNOW MY SHIT IS MORE THAN OFTEN SELF INFLICTED

DUSEAN SCREAMING LIKE DAMN...THATS UNHEALTHY BISHOP

AND BISHOP LIKE..BITCH NIGGA JUST HELP ME WITH THIS

DUSEAN GIVES IN...NOW THERE BROKEN AND DEFENSELESS,

CHOKING UP WITH RESENTMENT

MUSCLES HURTING FROM CONSTANT TENSENESS

TO CONTINUE IS SENSELESS,

I NEED MY FUCKING BACK SCRATCHED AND RUBBED WITH SHEA BUTTER...

I WISH A HAD A PLAY MOTHER...

INSTEAD I DEAL WITH BITCHES WHO SAY DONT PLAY MOTHERFUCKER,GLAD MY LIFE IS FUCKED LIKE A GAY MOTHERFUCKER,

WHATTEVER WITH THIS...BURY THIS SHIT WITH MY OTHER NOTES I WROTE IN HOPES THAT MY READERS COULD GIMMIE HOPE...

WEVE FAILED EACHOTHER!

HOPE YA LIKE THIS.

NAW...NOT DONE YET!!! NEW 2 MINUTE MIND EXPLOSION

2008-11-17T15:25:00.001-06:00

AIRING MEESELF OUT by dusean dunbar/ bishop g

LOVE IS IN IN ME
YOUR SOMEONE I COULD NEVER ENVY,
HEFFA WITH LESS THAN PLENTY..
GODS GONNA SEND THEE
STRAIGHT TO THE BOTTOMLESS PIT
HEARTLESS BITCH...IM REMARKABLY PISSED
OFF WITH BALLED UP FIST,
THEN I BREAK THE MIRROR...
STEERING A CREAM LINCOLN WRECKLESS,
CHILDREN NAMES ETCHED ACROSS MY DOGTAG KNECKLACE,
IN DEPTH AND READY FOR DEATH BUT NOT REALLY
IM SLEEPDEPRIVED DEPRESSED AND TEXTING ALL SILLY,
NAW...AT THE PRESENT MOMENT IM PHONELESS
CLOSET IN MY TRUNK HOMELESS BUT AT LEAST I GOT
MY OWN WHIP...SPEAKING OF THAT SOMBODY HIT IT...
DENTED MY SHIT AND SMOOTH GOT AWAY WITH NO TICKET,
DECAYING OLD BISHOP...DISMAYED AND DETERED,
TRYING TO GET BY SINGING THESE 3 WORDS...
FUCK THIS SHIT.....FUCK THIS SHIT...
I LOVE YOU...BUT FUCK LOVE WHEN IT GETS LIKE THIS.

ABOUT ME...BUT ABOUT SOMEONE ELSE TOO.

What If...

2008-11-13T22:29:00.005-06:00

What If...

What if I stopped writing poetry...

What if people never got inspired by what they read...

What if my poems were just rhymes?...

Filled with violence, money and dymes...

Would you still call it a poem??...

what if I never heard a hip hop song?...

What if I never heard Biggie or pac growin up?...

Would I be the same as I am now or just a fuck up?

Would I be walking around disrespecting females?...

Be a drughead busy being focused on a road to fail...

Would crime be a part of my life?..

Would living paycheck to paycheck and 60 hour weeks suffice?...

I dont even want to think twice, Hip Hop saved my life...

No lie, she kept me alive, HIP HOP SAVED MY LIFE...

I carry her essence in my heart, she keeps me away from the dark...

No.. no she never died, she's just hiding, playin it smart...

While her son RAP breeds names that steal her identity...

No she's not dead, she's very well alive within you and me...

She fought for me when I was a kid, so I fight for her...

While she's hiding, I am part of an army fighting for a cure...

Fighting so she's still alive tomorrow without a need to hide...

Hip Hop... saved my life... so now I fight for her to be alive...

Shout out to artists who fight for Hip Hop!!

Shout out to Lupe Fiasco, Bishop G, Nas, Common, Mos Def, Talib Kweli, Affion Crockett, John O., propaYne, Turbo, Wale, Outkast, Kanye West, K1ngEljay, June, Cali Prince, Tony Gibbs, EVERYONE AT ETA IOTA RHO (world's first hip hop fraternity) and EVERYONE ELSE I FORGOT TO MENTION!!! Hip Hop is very well alive, she's just struggling and we need to continue to fight for her everyday!!

~Rhymestyle~

NEVER GONNA MAKE IT

2008-11-08T02:46:00.000-06:00

NEVER GONNA MAKE IT...BY DUSEAN DUNBAR/ BISHOP G 11 07 08

IM NEVER GONNA MAKE IT
IVE BROKEN WHAT I MADE,
I GUESS ITS SAFE TO SAY IT,
HOPE NEVER GOT ME PAID,

AT TIMES I HOLD MY HEAD HIGH IN SHAME,
THEN LOWER MY HEAD DOWN WHEN MY DOMINANCE REIGNS,
IM THE MAN STUCK UNDER WHAT I OVERCAME,
I LEAVE HOSPITAL BURN UNITS LOOKING FOR FLAMES,

IM NEVER GONNA MAKE IT,
IVE BROKEN WHAT I MADE,
I GUESS ITS SAFE TO SAY IT,
HOPE NEVER GOT ME PAID,
HARD WORK ONLY LINED MY POCKETS WITH POCKET CHANGE,
DAMN...ANOTHER COURT DOCKET WITH MY NAME,
IN THE CLOSET OF MY BRAIN IS WORN OUT THOUGHTS,
I NO LONGER FIT IN THE TALKS THAT I BOUGHT,
CANT WEAR WHAT I WROTE,
OH WHERE IS MY BOAT,
IM FLOATING DOWN A STREAM OF DREAMS
WHILE LEAVING NOTES,
SO IF YOU HAPPEN TO FIND THIS
READ IT AND HEED.....
TAKE CAUTION TO THE COST OF MY DEEDS,

IM NEVER GONNA MAKE IT,
IVE BROKEN WHAT I MADE,
ITS NOW SAFE TO SAY IT,
HOPE NEVER GOT ME PAID.

I REALLY LIKE THIS...IT JUST BUST OUT MY FUCKIN HEART.I WROTE THE SHIT WHILE BITING MY BOTTTOM LIP...LOOKING SERIOUS AS HELL AT MY NOTEBOOK.
BACK TO WRITING ON PAPER SEEING AS THOUGH A PIG STOLE MY COMPUTER.

ANYWAY HOPE YOU ENJOY.
I LOVE YOU. PEACE

REMEMBER THIS? FUNNY SCENE FROM CB4

2008-10-22T16:37:00.000-05:00

I STILL DIE LAUGHING AT THIS BROTHER...

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THE GHOST OF KUNTA...LIKE YOU KNOW...KUNTA KINTAY FROM ROOTS.

2008-10-19T00:01:00.000-05:00

THE GHOST OF KUNTA by dusean dunbar/ bishop g

THE SHACKLES BECAME PART OF MY SKIN AS A SLAVE,
IF ANY ONE NEEDS ME I'LL BE IN MY GRAVE,
NO KEY WAS SUPPLIED...
SO NOW MAY THE WORMS EAT MY EYES
I SPEAK TO YOU AS HE WHO DIED,
I GUESS THE MODERN DAY HARRIET TUBMAN FORGOT ME,
IN THIS HORRIBLE PLACE
I NEED NOT BE,
WHO WAS FREED FROM THE DEMONS GREED?
NOT ME,
PRAISE VULTURES FOR PUPIL PECKING SO
I DO NOT SEE,
SO LAY ME DOWN DEEP
SMOTHER ME WITH ROCKS
WITH DIRT AND OTHER EARTH
DROPPED ON TOP OF MY BOX,
I WATCHED THE PLANTATION CHANGE
AND OTHERS EARN FREEDOM,
IM SORRY LORD I WAS MISLED...
HOW DARE I TRY TO LEAD THEM!
I DIDNT TRY BUT I WAS LOOKED UPON
PEOPLE GATHERED HUNGRY FOR KNOWLEDGE
SAYING THE COOK IS SEAN,
WHAT YOUR READING IS EXPLOSIVE
LIKE A BOOK OF BOMBS,
I MET THE THIEF OF BREATHING
AND HE TOOK MY LUNGS,
JUST EULOGIZE ME AS A BROTHER WHO BLED BRAVE,
REJOICE FOR THE FREE SPIRIT
PHYSICALLY DEAD SLAVE.

I REALLY LIKED THIS ONE....I WAS LISTENING TO THE NEW ROBIN THICKE...RIDING THROUGH THE APPALACHIAN MOUNTAINS LOOKING AT THE SCENERY OF GODS BEAUTIFUL LAND..AND I ALL OF A SUDDEN JUST FELT HOPELESS UGLY...BUT AT THE SAME TIME...LIKE AN ARTISTIC NIGGER GHOST.
IT TOOK ME 12 MINUTES TO WRITE IT. HOPE YALL ENJOYED.

The Makings Of...

2008-10-14T02:24:00.001-05:00

What makes me.. Me and you you...
What's the effect of a cause that I do...
Do I cause happyness in you?...
Do I cause a pain to come through...
What if I met myself in someone else's shoes?...
What would I think of me as others do?...
Switch it back up, I am me and you are you...
And I notice who I am as I conclude...
I am a man of vision, a man on a mission...
A man pursuing life of a better condition...
Lived through genocide, survived extermination...
Lived through hate from being from another nation...
I grew, I fought, I moved, I learned...
I hated, I cried, I loved, I earned...
Today I look at my past, and go for tomorrow...
Got goals to accomplish now cause time is borrowed...
No more excuses, no more wasting time...
This... Is the making of Rhymestyle...

~Rhymestyle~

Note: Sorry Bishop, had to bite of ya poem below... that poem was the truth!

THE MAKINGS OF....

2008-10-14T00:11:00.001-05:00

THE MAKINGS OF.....by dusean dunbar/ bishop g

NO KUDOS OR VIEWS
CAN DO JUSTICE TO MY VIEWS,
NO NEW HOES OR SHOES,
JUST NEW FOES AND BLUES,
MORE MISCOMMUNICATION AND MISSING
THOSE I LOVE MOST,
REPLACING EMPTY SPACE AROUND ME WITH
FUCKING GHOST,
NO TOUR IS FUN ENOUGH
NO AMOUNT OF MONEY CAN
FILL THE VOID
IN A HOLLOW LONELY HUNGRY MAN
NOT HOLLOW BECAUSE HE FULL OF LOVE
BUT ITS USELESS
STUCK SCREAMING HOW IN THE FUCK
AM I TO DO THIS?

DO YOU LIKE ME?
DOES HER OR LU LIKE ME?
IF I WERE YOU AND YOU WERE ME
WOULD YOU LIKE ME?
WOULD I LIKE YOU?
FUCK LIKE...I'D LIKELY LOVE
THE SIGHT OF A DISTURBED
SELF RIGHTEOUS ...LIGHT BULB!

I THINK IM JUST AN IDEA
OR A THOUGHT,
OF WHAT TO DO AND WHAT NOT TO DO
THAT IS TAUGHT,
A LIFE FULL OF LEARNING
BROKEN DOWN INTO SERMONS
SEPERATED INTO BOOK CHAPTERS
FOR THE TURNING,

I LOVE VON, DONNA, ALLEN AND TIJUANA,
LIL HOWARD, BRYAN ,HOWARD, ANNETTE AND MY MOMMA,
SIMON, JASON, WASA, JOSEPH, ISIS AND BIG MATO,
DUNBARS, JEFFERSONS, WOFFORDS AND MANY JACO,
ART, NEW MOVIES, PIZZA, MUSIC I DID,
DOUBLE CHEESEBURGERS AND ALL OF MY KIDS,
WRITING, FIGHTING THE GOODFIGHT AND PILL POPPIN,
I STILL LOVE TWEAKING SINGING CHRIS BROWNS POPPIN,

THE MAKINGS OF A LOSING WINNER...
WHAT MAKES YOU?