Music: vernacular of the soul


Tuesday, November 25, 2008


They sometimes say i feel too much
i didnt even know her but when i heard her story i cried
no metaphors or similes to explain the pain
the near blind rage that tore thru me at the words on the screen
no display of sadness enough to encompass the extent of my grief
i didnt know her
i couldnt even sleep and every time i closed my eyes i heard her shrieks
had to open them not to listen
seeing the tears glisten as they rolled down her cheek
acts considered unspeakable but into them life i breathe
bruised ribs from chest compressions evidence of desperate measures ordering death to take its leave
it didnt
It came slow ...and vicious
I looked to heaven and screamed
see sometimes i question its existence but on those days
i just couldn't
cuz then that would mean that this was all she had and the poor child had it tough... life
it beat her up and left her in a fuckin ditch
To wit i guess you could say life really was a sadistic bitch getting kicks off her misery
They found her
eight year old body
headband and socks
that's all she had on
headband and socks
I'm afraid to go to sleep

Thursday, November 20, 2008

yeah. and? part1

yes i know
i dont do romantic shit
no seriously
it makes me uncomfortable
i grimace
i cringe
i back away slowly towards the door
i snicker at overt displays of corniness and have been known to laugh at wedding vows
live with it

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Bitch, I Dont Know Your Life!!!!!!!

So i head to facebook
and suddenly realize that for some folk, highschool never ended


then three minutes later, cuz u know her ass was like
"oooh hold on
i got something else",


side eye
heifer please
as soon as i read that i was thinking
If you gon come out ur face and say dumb shit like that, ur ass better be on some top model status
best have the dudes fallin over you like they thought you were Halle Berry
and of course

she wasnt

"Do you think you are authorized to make such comments considering your relationship with these ladies? If you don't know Diana and your relationship with Vanessa isn't very advanced, I don't think it's smart to be making comments like that."

that was from Andrani

I told u the heifer was too damn nice
who the hell says that?!?!?!?!?!??!
i gotta toughen her up

"Hell yeah! Shut your ass up! You don't know them!!! You are ugly as hell too! You look like a dark version of Donald Duck!!!...So when u stop looking like a duck!!!...THEN talk!!! Diana AND Vanessa are both 2 beautiful ladies! Fake ass mobile phone picture!...You have a bell pepper joe jackson nose so shut up!!!!"
from Javan, Me and Andrani's fake adopted son

he's quite amusing

and this from Vanessa:
"Yeah that Proactiv will clear my face up
but who's gonna pay for your reconstructive surgery

and on that note
no surgeon's knife is gon fuck with the Jean family nose

bitch please

this is a family legacy right here

and the pièce de résistance

ur getting hot and bothered aren't you?
The sight of my nostrils makes u wanna do some stuff don't it?

yes i just did a post on my damn nose
dont get mad
u can do one too

oh and Berlinda hon *snickers*
insecurity is not a good look for u
how bout u try on some 'shut the fuck up' instead

Friday, November 14, 2008

Random Tandem Lines

reverse evolution
tryna bring the past back on counterclockwise revolutions, they say that love brings absolution
so I guess there's no solution to the plight that plagues her the
ills that face her cuz it was a night of stolen innocence and hate that made her
and since she can recall her mother has despised her,
evidence of past crimes so she tried to deny her
into her heart was forbidden, No entrance but on a good day a smile as pittance


when i was young couldnt quite understand how people played different roles
asked why my man from star trek was reading from the rainbow


I sat there tryna string words together,
to no avail.
Them pearls of wisdom
kept falling from my hands
clumsy fingers tryna cling to them and make sense of the unthinkable


its like this
inferiority complex
like staring at east village condos from roach infested projects. He couldnt find hope so his spirit never
fine tuned it
victim of the system never had noone to miss him
never knew his roots so how could he
ever lose it?
it being his past. he says it
be in the past so he swallows them memories back tryna stop the heart attack but an aspirin just wont cut it


it was

her soul beckoning to him across the room
can you feel me ?
it said
and just like that he turned his head
as if his spirit could sense her
as if .....
with one glance he could tempt her

that he did


thought he was the shit til they came and defecated on him


every day i can imagine
spending one more eternity
multiplied eternally
in your embrace"
"like every moment past is one less moment we have to share
so i wanna make them last"
as he proceeds to


used to soften the blow of a fist to the chest
thud not loud enough to mask the sound of her
spirit breaking

cuz love is just a word sometimes


see he
knew i was having trouble being we
cuz all i ever knew was


see the
only things i pimp are the lines that i pen
like posthumous musings of greats come back to write again
and like headless horsemen come back to ride again


elliciting out of body experiences
where you take me on flights of fancy
make me want to paint an image with words of how
i would love for your very essence
to run through me like the Nile
love forging on its banks like civilizations
how if only i could delve into you like the depths of an ocean under dark skies
scour the shelves of your mind

seeking to find all things that will bind us in space


black was the hand i was dealt
race aint a card that i play
cuz that extra melanin i possess aint no joke
when it got folk dragged behind the beds of pickup trucks
and i aint on no 'that was thirty years ago' shit
cuz somehow people still find it funny to
use our struggles as slapstick
when you still gotta worry bout being bashed with a nightsick
and for sure betta put them hands up quick but not too quick, 'fore that trigger click


No hiding he says
eyes piercing my soul
and two shallow breaths later
two rising and falls of my chest
no secrets
i know i said the words
my mouth moving to form them
the rush of blood to my ears prevented me from hearing them
so i smiled that shaky smile i do when i'm nervous
and prayed that i could let go


memories of
steel-tipped boots
grounding your face into the dirt
as the cries of the inhumane plague your sanity
grains of rock dig into
sun-kissed flesh
marring the beauty that God did create
threat of death looming low overhead like a noose
ring of rope
destroyer of hope
or so they think
reaching for you like a lasso
determined to snare souls
round them up like cattle
their own special branding
bodies dragged behind beds of pick-up trucks
badges and ink-black sky offer all the cover needed
disfigured, marred beauty
head, neck
found miles from mangled torso
can't quite make out how handsome he used to be
my boy James


never was the type to inspire poetry
seems wat they found in other girls could never see in she
treasure hidden
like sunken ships under stormy seas
expedition deemed hazardous
so no need for retrieval team


u helped me to see
that from within
u saw that glow
like neon lights emitting
glow of light through fog
while sitting
u came and rested ur body next to me
that park bench where u tested me
and i tested you
like fall and SAT's i questioned you


Days passed
four sunsets
she sits in his room rocking back and forth
gathers all the pictures from his shelf
as the screams continue in her heart
Her only son
life cut short
was told, nothing we can do for him now
so as she sits on his bed
surrounded by his clothes
remembering the day everything lost color
only black present
a searing pain that only a mother could know


they made a nigger out of you
and you watched as they made a bitch out of her
sad thing is you let them though
then took up the anthem as your own


If only for one night
can i guide you inside of me
have you travel the depths of my body
explore my heart
my mind
and take a tour of my soul
i don't need guarantees
but pray that when the journey's over
i can let you go
and somehow
walk away



look past the lies my mouth tells
search my eyes for that place where

i figure ima be kovorkian
hand them death cooled over quick


gunshot blasts so common
drugs and alcohol be the remedies to calmem


summertime and the living is easy
let me spit the truth
summertime and the living is hard
sure the fish are jumping but the cotton is high so im in the fields back bent to breaking
body for the taking but they sure won't get my soul
Some say they can't understand my faith and how in these circumstances i manage to seem like im whole
i say cuz i
know my chariot's coming forth to carry me home


she said
she loved him
and her name was Lyric
he said
i aint want no conversation
but she thought they were makin love cuz the moves,
they mimicked
and she swore he could touch her soul and like waters wade in it
cuz she was sleepin with dogs so she got ensnared like a
runaway slave caught


love is in the air
i aint tryna catch nothing

competition can't see me like that 'blue magic'
100 percent pure got them foamin at the mouth like a crack addict waiting outside Betty Ford tryna beat that drug habit
flooding the streets like the second coming of God
episode two switched it up so it's...
Diana's Ark and guess i'd be remiss if i aint warnem before i scornem

Thursday, November 13, 2008


What song describes how ur feelin right now?

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

I Reminisce

i was born gangsta

bootleg post time
when i'm too lazy to really write shit, i just repost crap that i didnt get many comments on in the first place
(the following is a damn link. click it bastards)--->Memory Lane
u best comment on that shit too

u better leave a damn comment
i know where u live
*stops for some chocolate*
im done

Monday, November 10, 2008

pictionary:why gremlins dont dance

i don't know whose mama this is
but if she belongs to you
explain to her that wasnt nobody tryna take a picture of her
thank you

the face she made when some gremlin lookin motherfucker begged her to dance
she said yes of course
too damn nice i tell you
i woulda posted a picture of dude but the bastard erased the photo evidence

this here looks strangely like some synchronized shit

don't know why this heiffer is playin shy

he was cute
stocky too
but short
the camera wanted to act a bitch so the pic came out blurry
every damn time i tried to take a pic where u could see his damn face

maybe he was a ghost or something


they said im always dressed like somebody's teacher
well shit atleast acknowledge that im a fly ass one

she's 6 feet tall by the way
the bastard
its no damn fair
im supposed to be the tallest

"Yeah spot a man of freedom for a fact aah-aah uh-hum
Poison you ready Ron I'm ready
You ready Dave I'm ready Slick are you
Oh yeah break it down"
*stops walking towards the bathroom*
i of course proceeded to break it down
it was about five throwback jams later when i remembered that my bladder was near to exploding

I might have a lil too much fun dancing by myself
*stops dancing and looks around*
where is everybody?

random thoughts of the night:

you dont need to be grinding on me to the point where i can tell if ur circumsized or not

you need to not be tryna talk to me if you got kids my age

whoa there playa
u coulda atleast asked for my name before u start talking bout me heading over to ur place

if you dont think ur fly
nobody else will
but it jus seems that the ugliest dudes got the highest self esteem
just sayin

Are you really tryna hold a conversation by screaming over the music?
a lil common sense please

I see you
You see me
You like what you see
I like what i see
So why u just starin over here
*5 minutes later*
took ur ass long enough to ask a sistah to dance

Somebody needs to come get their momma off the dancefloor
and bring her shoes while u at it
she seems to have lost the ones she came with

Why is she still dancing with that gremlin lookin lil fella?
i gotta go save her ass again

Can you please go perform ur simulated sex acts somewhere else please
like the bathroom
i need to rest my damn feet and u just taking up space for no damn reason

Does she look like the damn president of the Make A Wish Foundation?
why should she give a damn that it's ur slow cousin's birthday?
She said she's not tryna dance with him