Scarlet
I met a girl who had tats on her tits/ she had smoke in her lungs and Pabst on her lips/ she would joke just for fun, and was glad when I grinned/ she spoke of the Sun, the Stars and the Wind/ she said love is a word and sex is a passion/ a hug can heal wounds while a kiss can bring magic/ but a lasting relationship was last on her list/ she was in the fast lane, as fast as it gets/ I asked her why she was speeding, there’s so much to see/ she said she didn’t feel needed, and she needs to be free/ she felt trapped by the night and exposed by the day/ a captive of guys that didn’t know what to say/ douches, and dorks, and devilish dirtbags/ dudes that were poor and dicks that had earned cash/ they were crawling in gutters and climbing up ladders/ falling for others and telling her after/ she was lonely and lied to, and left in the cold/ a young face with a story that is ever so old/ she would shrug while saying “whatever”/ or would change the subject in a way that was clever/ but I listened to her troubles and promised solutions/ I said not all of us men are poison and pollution/ she pondered that statement, and let out a sigh/ she told me I’ll make it, and I’m a good guy/ we drank some more beer and then we got high/ and we partied like it was the Fourth of July/
Kids These Days (RAP/POEM)
Pressing the delete button more than the rest/ feels like I’m breathing just to breathe another breath/ filling my head with thoughtless fucking fillers/ thinking I thought I was someone different/ but I’m not, I’m no one special/ I’ve got glowing potential/ but I’m not using it, I’m losing it, cruising down Bad Habit Lane/ where memories have worried me and given me pain/ I’m a bad promiser, a forgetful gift-giver/ dreamer on the dream team, but they always use a pinch hitter/ I’m a tad funny at all the wrong times/ making eye contact with a mirror that’s blind/ my beating heart beats love into the ground/ repeating parts of romances that have never been sound/ I’m the clerk at a graveyard, a mayor of stares/ yelling “FREEDOM” in Braveheart, when no one’s aware/ I find myself not finally finding others/ getting ready to get up is harder than getting under the covers/ I’m a hard worker when work isn’t hard/ a son of a gun with bullet holes for scars/ never got “I LOVE YOU MOM” tattooed on my arm/ and I still fucking think my step parents are awkward, but who’s the fuck aren’t?/ I ordered an ACME anvil and a side of dynamite/ to slap me a handful of “hey, you’re kinda nice”/ a kiss on the cheek is a punch in the stomach/ I wish I could leave, but I’m handcuffed to my luggage/ sitting on my tombstone, and laying in my crib/ Life has a weird way of saying I have sinned/ do a million frowns get canceled out with just one grin?/ who the fuck knows? I’m just a fucking kid/
September 21, 2012
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Simpler Men
i long for the sweet embrace/ of a strong woman with no weak of brain/ because for months and weeks i’ve stayed/ holding on to my dreams and faith/ that a lost smile will find it’s way/ into my life of day to day/ and cast herself into my crazy play/ and if i leave she’d say “baby stay”/ but i can longer sit and think/ while i wash my problems at the kitchen sink/ i text and text while i drink and drink/ and now i’ve joined a gym to get fit and thin/ yet these are no true attempts/ at meeting someone who’ll make me feel good again/ i’m not just after someone who’s good in bed/ i truly do have a good intent/ i long for the sweetest kiss/ the one i’ve had but deeply missed/ because for months and weeks i drift/ to a place that i didn’t know exists/ so now here comes the chapter next/ where i will not hold back from clicking “send”/ i’ll not go back to envision or pretend/ this is where the winter ends/ for i bring something more than simpler men/
album recreated with a sock
August 11, 2012
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California
You say you want to move to Cali/ for the hot night and the hotter Sally/ but the problems that you have in New Hampshire/ will follow you, that’s for damn sure/ the solution is to problem solve/ but hurry before your dreams dissolve/ coast to coast is where you’ll travel/ if your hopes and goals do not unravel/ eyes open, but nothing shows/ turn off your fear, and fucking go/ hesitation is the enemy/ so turn that destination into destiny/
Macklemore
Lil verse outta a song I’ve been workin on
While I’m awake the World’s asleep/ Guys, they take, while girls say “please”/ Well gimme a good girl to meet/ A taste of some good food to eat/ Make sandwiches, not complaints/ hands ain’t restricted, or restrained/ I’m not dissin’ Man’s best mate/ but stop the bitchin’ and prepare my plate/ that was a joke, you know I’m playin’/ so women don’t go on and hate me/ gimme a moment of time to say this/… MOST of you are fine and faithful/
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I’ll Be Around - Brother Ali feat. Phonte & Stokley Williams
Hey (RAP)
Hey producer how them beats goin?/ i’m still a loser who can’t pay for street flowin/ but you knew that, and you need dough and/ so you’ll sell em to any teen poet/ hey rapper how them bars doin?/ i see that you tryna go far through em/ surroundin yourself with hard humans/ who fuck with rap, not guitar music/ hey fans how them songs been?/ do you think we lost it?/ are you just a face in the audience?/ or do you have a say about all of this?/ hey blogger how them posts go?/ writin and puttin up photos/ typin harsh reviews, so cold/ icy muthafucka, but you ain’t doin nothin, to prove that you are someone, just a hypocrite with low blows/
February 20, 2012
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99 Problems and My Girl is One (RAP)
she told me not to rap about her/ but it better than a slap or shouting/ she call me her boyfriend, but she always with her boy friends/ hanging with her ex, he just wants to have sex, and the second that she does, that the second that our joy ends/ we made love, true, sayin that “i love you”/ but girl if you fakin it, fuckin you will change to “fuck you”/ and my girl gave me crown, made me feel like royalty/ but if she wanna stick around, she better learn loyalty/ 1 time i let it go/ 2 times i let her know/ but 3 times i’m an idiot and by the 4th time i’ll let her go/ she better chose who she wanna have sex with/ cuz she gonna lose me if i’m just a name on the guest list/ keep me or keep your fuckin exes/ if one more enters your house again, bitch i’m gonna exit/
Scars and Scratches (RAP)
You a girl who hates to smile/ but why don’t you just stay awhile?/ we can make a mess or make a child/ you can wear that dress or be bare and lie/ down on my truthful bed/ sounds like you weren’t fed/ here’s a mouthful of human breath/ lips lock for love while the music fled/ compare our little scars and scratches/ it’s fair if we’re both distracted/ i drank the poison then reacted/ so when we kiss you’ll be my disaster/ and we both can’t be dying faster/ cuz i think you’re a girl who hates to smile, while you think i’m a lying bastard/
Oops, Now Roscoe on your dashboard (RAP)
Big Sean be sayin “Do it” too much/ that’s a big “don’t” while he make the big bucks/ why the fuck he feature Roscoe Dash for?/ oops, now Roscoe’s on your dashboard/ free publicity, but he sucked didn’t he?/ we love the song simply, because the beat sound like victory/ Big S. and Mr. West gave it their best/ while i woke my girl from rest and we started having sex/ she say “pardon me, harder please”/ “let’s get deeper farther, please”/ then i gave her a taste of my hard dick in her mouth, so i guess it’s hard to say/ but i told her anyway “this was all inspired by a little Marvin Gaye and chardonnay”/
