Welcome thee,
To my world;
But wipe your feet.
I welcome thee,
To my world;
So take your seat.
You’re in for a treat,
I’m bout to sauce,
The heat;
I got my rhymes,
Complete; Guns on fleet,
They will not defeat.
This is how you kill verses,
Without the beat,
I’ve prepared the feast,
Now let’s eat.
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Head on the ground,
Feet on the ceiling,
Ego peeling;
Itching for a feeling,
To escape what,
Life be dealing out.
Liars out here,
Cashing fake clout.
Do they really give a fuck?
Nahh; I doubt.
So I shout, shout,
Let it all out,
Shed tears for the fears,
That you’re;
Too afraid to even speak about.
So I merge lanes to stay on route,
These words are therapy like,
What steam is to a spout.
Hmm…
Should I spread love,
Or spill blood?
Haters make me laugh,
Like Paul Rudd.
(Seriously, he’s hilarious)
All I need is,
My paper & best buds,
I’m too cool,
For your hipster dance club.
I got the supply, I be the plug,
If you like poetry,
Then best believe I got drug.
Bring sunshine to your day,
Like hot coffee in a mug.
There’s still hope,
In the Atmosphere like Slug.
I save the dankest nug,
For when I want my feelings,
To get Dig Dug.
Mary Jane always gave,
The warmest hugs.
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I’ve entered,
A new realm,
A different level.
A vivid vision,
In which I revel.
My home base,
My comfort place,
My alter ego,
My masked face
My shoelace,
Keeping me tied,
In knots;
Running towards,
My last shot.
I’ll bleed, I’ll cry;
I’ll bubble snot.
I’ll die; I’ll drown,
In the boiling pot,
Trying to cook up,
My successful plot.
This pursuit for passion,
All began;
With a beautiful thought,
That I could change the world,
With everything I know,
With everything I’ve ever,
Been taught;
From word to sentence,
Then end it;
With a single dot,
In the correct spo.t
With every broken bone,
I still fought;
Knew I could do it,
More & more;
Every time I was told,
That I cannot.
I don’t wanna be perfect,
I’m a human, not a robot.
You’re jealousy,
Is just a road block.
You can say a lot,
But we both know that,
It’s all talk.
I’m a conversation,
You’re just small talk.
Still crawling,
While tall is how I walk.
No imagination,
I’ve been scribbling since,
A kid with concrete chalk.
If I fail;
Then it’s back,
To the drawing board.
Then it’s back,
The the carving wheel,
To sharpen my sword,
Bestowed upon me,
By the one & only lord.
Devil still trying,
To own something,
That he can’t afford.
Here me now,
Amplified;
Like a guitar chord.
Driving towards,
My dream;
With the gas floored.
Trying to out run,
The rest of the hoard.
Determination,
Comes with reward.
Coasting now,
Because the world,
Will catch fire,
When I release my,
Energy stored.
Ain’t trying,
To be adored.
Just trying to accomplish,
What I set myself out for.
You want real?
I’ll give you more,
Because I’m not what,
You expected,
I got the hammer of Thor.
Pounding;
These veins of ore,
Mining what’s mine,
Reaping benefits,
From the downpour.
You play keep up,
And I’m upping the score.
I open my mind naturally,
While you stick,
To the mushroom spore.
I found knowledge,
Within my core,
Without a mentor.
You knocked to get in,
But I hold the skeleton key,
To unlock every door.
Enough with this rhyme,
It’s becoming a bore.
I’ve scripted this noir,
With colors painted by,
My glories & gore,
Now I’m hungry for more,
Suited up;
I’m ready for war.
……
I welcome thee,
To my world,
My way; My true life.
But get in my way,
And; You’ll get cut like,
Cake inna a knife fight.
I roll that good,
And; Take flight,
Cherry blossoms,
Ignite;
When the Bic light.
I just wanna do good,
And live right,
Make the world shine bright.
While chilling in my zone,
Outta sight.
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