Happy Anniversary

This is my hundredth post
cue fireworks


Unfortunately its gon be a bootleg one

refried beans-rhyme revisited type stuff
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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
irony
cuz she was sleepin with dogs so she got ensnared like a
runaway slave caught
and now she's screamin to God
why u aint trouble them waters?
pause
waitin on a response from the lord she rephrased her question
why you aint swing your chariot low to carry me home?
cuz im lost without you
i'm troubled in my mind and my spirit's weary aint got nowhere to go
sure can't... return back home
heard talk of a balm in Gilead
Can it restore my soul?
mend my heart and
render me whole cuz
im shattered and broken
spirit arrested while waiting on that token
of mercy
as they stare and they whisper
Y'all heard bout Lyric?
yeah that fast tailed lil girl got herself with child
Lord they speak on things they do not know and noone
(i saw pa in Church Sunday he looked right thru me
ma?...ma she had sadness in her eyes but
she passed me by ..)
Noone knows but so much conjecture
Lord i aint yet reached that point
cant utter them words
no..."Forgive them Lord for they know not what they do"
I am not yet that strong
I want destruction visited upon their heads like the
like the ten plagues of Egypt
one
for every man they had the nerve to claim i've slept with
aint it funny how sometimes we find the worst ones in church?
same ones
who'll catch the ghost and
trail tears behind your hearse
be the ones who spread lies that bind with no care of the harm
to heart
or mind
But as she screams in pain
ramshackle cottage her resting place
with her last breath she releases her daughter's name
Mercy
and prays
for absolution


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if i give u my heart, will i get it back broken?
see my insecurities lie just under the surface but roots dig deep
these are not the cursory worries that people have of giving of themselves
i've had hopes shattered too often to dream
don't get me wrong
i'm not searching for pity
a life of regrets doesn't offer much for the soul but i don't think i can afford to take the chances that others do
giving all too much of myself and always seeming to play the recurring role of the fool
so before you offer me platitudes of how you'll never make me cry and how you see the future in my eyes
cut the crap and tell me something real
i only consider it romance if the words are actualized
like dreams never realized and love never materialized
almost doesn't count
never did

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I know yall love my assignments
so here goes:
1. What's your fave song off the playlist
2. Listen to atleast one song on my playlist that you haven't heard already
then give an HONEST opinion of it
3. Recommend an Artist or song to me that you think i may not have heard



Im mad i did a 1500 hour utter about the weekend with moms but the sound was inaudible so....
yeah that's for tomorrow

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I tried

"I used to think she didn't love us
Cause she beat us so much, plus she came home drunk
But every now and then she'd knock on wood, and say
I tried to do the best that I could - and I believe her
Cause she was treated evil out the box
You can't get what you ain't got"

just chill

It's Friday yall
so
just





CHILL


Baby Can't Leave it Alone



Kissing You (not the bootleg beyonce version)



I Know What You're Doing



What's your favorite song to dance to?
Get the sexy mood going?
What song gets you emotional?

Ramblings of a Lunatic

now apparently i aint got no blog clout
cuz when i ask folk to do a task,aint nobody tryna listen
case in point
Now whynahell did noone participate?
what?
u tryna be special?
u wanna be different thats fine
this aint the place to be exercisin ur individuality tho
ya dig?
my spot

my friggin rules

next
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ever been on a diet?
how'd that workout forya?
i started my bootleg healthy eating plan yesterday
I mean when the chinese place knows ur voice and the folk at Mickey d's act like ur family, there's aproblem
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Ever saw Candyman?


that movie scared the shit outta me when i first caught it
The year was 1992
The pops,the older-lil bro and i headed to el cine to catch a flick
We hadnt decided on what we wanted to see before we got there
looked up at the movie listings
Dr Giggles
sounds innocent enough right?
family friendly even

WRONG

all i know is the second they showed that boy cutting his way out his mother's belly,My dad told us to grab our shit and bounce.
We got the hell outta there
My dad wasnt tryna cough up cash for some more tickets so we snuck into a different movie
This time we were sure the movie had to be kosher
Candyman
How bad could it be?

yeah well
somebody was playin a joke on us that day
We resigned ourselves and stayed and watched it

That night i went home scared of my own damn shadow
but i aint no punk ya hear?
I went to go take a shower before goin to bed
Started talking to myself
"It's just a movie stupid.
do it
you'll see
nothing's gonna happen
ok
on the count of three"

I turned off the bathroom lights

"Candyman
Candyman
Candyman
::deep breath::
*rethinks this foolishness*
(i for sure did hesitate before i said it the fifth time. If you ever caught the movie you'll know why.lol)
Candyman"

(two second pause as i waited for some bootleg Captain hook lookin motherfucker to jump out at me)

I'm here to tell u the story so yall figure out how that went

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Christmarlon
(yeah the one i left to die on the bathroom floor.lol
tell me why i was thinkin " motherfucker please
get ur ass ready for school
i aint handin out no oscars"
as he closed his eyes and his head slid further down the length of the side of the tub)


Anyway
the bastard has this problem with talkin in his sleep
Used to bug the hell outta me
flashbackin it
All four of us
(moms,pops,chris and Starsky)
in a one room apartment
sooooo not the bizness


so yeah
i had to share a bed wit the little bugger
u might be askin: Why wasnt Starsky and Chris sharing

well sleeping next to Chris?
a nightmare

he not only talks in his sleep
he flings his legs on folk
throws his arm across people
rolls OVER folk
grabs all the friggin covers
smh
(So Starsky and Chris would start fighting in the middle of the night. Then my parents got the smart idea to make me endure the torture instead)
did i mention he SLEEPWALKS!?!?!?!?


this freak of nature
arrrrrrr

Any of you sleepwalk?
talk in your sleep?


The sleep walkin started after he watched the Leprechaun for the first time

The leprechaun?come on now





smh
That ish wasn't even scary
wit his punk ass
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Why was this Midgety Mexican dude tryna talk to me?

(yeah i know he's not Mexican
i don't care)

I mean lil man came up to my friggin tittie
what the hell he thought he was gon do?

guys:
ever date a female considerably taller than you?
considerably larger than you?
with more muscle tone than you?
ever date someone with bigger feet than you?
ever date someone with less hair than you?

gals:
ever date someone considerably shorter than you?
ever date someone considerably smaller than you?
ever date someone who you had more muscle than?
ever date someone with smaller feet than you?
ever date someone with more hair than you?

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All The Good Women Are In Jail, Gay, Or taken,
doesnt quite have the same ring does it?
What would be the male equivalent to "all the good men are in jail, taken, or gay "
for you fellas that haven't found the one, Why do you think that is or where do you think you'll find her?





Ever been in an interracial relationship?

How'd that work out?
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Tiger Woods said he wasn't actually "black" at all -- he was "Cablinasian."

Woods made his remarks on "Oprah," when he was asked if it bothered him to be called an African-American. "It does," he said. "Growing up, I came up with this name: I'm a 'Cablinasian.'" As in Caucasian-black-Indian-Asian. Woods has a black father (or to be precise, if I am interpreting Woods' reported ancestry correctly, a half-black, one-quarter American Indian, one-quarter white father) and a Thai mother (or, with the same caveat, a half-Thai, half-Chinese mother). "I'm just who I am," Woods told Oprah Winfrey, "whoever you see in front of you."

I hear people saying that Tiger Woods is ashamed of being black
Now I haven't personally examined his psyche or anything, but him calling himself cablinasian shouldn't be that big of a deal if one at all. Why should folk have to, in essence, pick sides ?
What's the issue if he (or anyone else of mixed heritage) acknowledges their lineage? especially if that cultural mix isn't far removed but only one or two generations away?
Why suscribe to the 'if you look black you are black' mentality if it excludes or does not acknowledge your heritage as you see it?
I know a few people who are mixed and look a lot more like one 'racial' group then the other. I don't see that as a reason to raise an eyebrow if they go out of their way to acknowledge the other half of their heritage.

Do yall got love for New York?

This gon be a real bootleg attempt at thankin yall for steppin on thru
ummmm
yeah
thanx folk
'preciate it

next.lol

Ever watched I love New York?
Ever been to the big apple? howd u like it?
Ever met a celebrity?
been on tv?
Been a guest on a talkshow? been in the audience?
Been to an awards show?


If u were famous
what would you be known for?
would you hire a personal shopper?
what would you drive?
would you make your political views public?
who would they pair you with in the tabloids?
would you have any stalkers?
would you have an entourage?
what other famous people would you hang with?
who would you have on speed dial?
who would hate/ be jealous of you?
who would try to take advantage of you?
where would you live?
would you insure any parts of your body?

rhymes revisited time

(i can hear half of yall leavin already.
Sorry
u gon have to deal til i get my ass in gear
real post gon be up lata today)


I fail to understand how it is
that you could treat me the way you do
I could never imagine
carrying life inside my womb
for nine months, spirits watched
moon after moon as i grew
How it is you didn't feel the need
to touch me
sing to me lullabyes
even if u thought
i couldn't hear you from inside
I cannot imagine not feeling
excited anew at every discovery
of every new phase
from the ultrasound pictures
staring open-mouthed
dazed
to the first kick, stopping midstride
stunned and amazed
Tell me why
why it is u saw fit to walk away
Why i wasn't given the chance
Why you had no words to say
All i want to know is
WHY?

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touch me

please
just


touch me in the morning
a prayer she'd say each night as her eyes would close
and her soul would hope
that those who took comfort in her parted thighs
silk mahogany that drove men to ecstasy under cover of night
might just once
take the time to realize that she just
needed to be held

just wanted to know what it would be like
what it would
feel like

to know
someone had stayed
cared enuff to hold her thru the night
and be there to

touch her in the morning

to know the feel of flesh against her own
to awaken to the sun clear on the horizon
and have someone beside her
smiling
and not drift out of her life like
every man she's ever known

so
if you could just
touch her in the morning
cuz she's grown sick and tired of


being alone
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Who killed Kenny?

Guess who went to the gym yesterday?

gladiator status son
we gon do this

I havent been to the gym in a minute
so i was for sure feelin that shit yesterday
bootleg sports conditioning class was kicking my ass


Expounding on the bootleg confessions

I almost Killed Christmarlon

Christmarlon









that's the lil bro
he's 7 years younger

Anyway
see what had happened was....
My mother would wake me up while she was making breakfast and tell me to wake up my brothers and make sure they got ready for school. This bastard never wanted to get his ass up. Mind you, he'd wake up if my moms told him to, but he'd act a damn fool when i'd tell him to get his lazy ass off the bed.
Yo i was kinda evil with it
pinching, slapping him upside the head, punching, kicking him
(i'm not an evil person
i promise.lol)
yet he wouldn't get his ass off to the friggin bathroom
Then i'd get in trouble when moms would inevitably have to come in the room and do it herself.
cue "Apal na caban la toujours?" (that's my bootleg attempt at writing creole.basically means "Why is he still in bed?")
And of course since the lil bastard would be all accommodating when she woke him up, she assumed that i didnt really try to wake him up
she wasnt witness to the kicks to the ass i gave him. This boy just refused to listen to me. Still doesnt

OK to the incident
Christ was actin a fool that day like usual. Moms woke him up and he went in the bathroom to wash up before school.
Moms was on the phone in the bedroom and i was catchin some Mighty Max on the television in the livingroom. Got bootleg hungry so i was passing thru the hallway to get some grub. I saw the idiot on the floor,his head slumped over, back leaning against the edge of the tub, eyes closed.
I just looked at his black ass and kept it moving to the kitchen. Came out the kitchen with my eggs on toast
looked towards the bathroom
and lil man was still there on the floor
this time he was groaning softly
Again
i looked at him
rolled my eyes
and kept it moving
Mighty Max was still on

not a minute later, I heard a shriek the likes of which i've never heard before or since
Then my moms was calling out my name
"Diana, Diana, vin la. fere vit. Rele 911, rele 911"(bootleg creole again)
"Diana come here quick. call 911!!!Call911!!!"
So of course i ran to the hallway
And i stopped when i saw moms in the bathroom crying and cradling Christmarlon's head in her hand
Then she pulled her hand from behind his head
It was covered in blood
My heart just about stopped
then i got my ass in gear
I ran to the room and called the popo
gave the dispatcher the relevant info
I ve only been scared like that one other time in my life( i'll get to that story later today. maybe)
A few minutes later 4 firefighters came thru the apartment and pulled him unconscious, onto a gurney headed to Kings County hospital
(When I saw them i was like: ummm there aint no fire...where the paramedics at?lol but since they were the closest they responded first)
He sustained serious trauma to the head.Had to get his dome stitched up.Had some internal bleeding blah blah blah
but on the real
They said lil man coulda died if he hadn't gotten to the hospital when he did
Now yall might be saying : "Hold up. Didn't she say she passed by and saw him lying on the ground twice before moms was even screaming?"
True
but come on
i'm not that evil
I thought he was playing around
He was always fakin like he was sick or exhausted and shit so i assumed this was just another one of his attempts to get on my damn nerves
But maaaaaaaaaan
When i found out shit was serious
You coulda slapped me and i wouldn't have noticed
I felt so guilty that day
Oh
i guess i should add this part
He'd slipped and fell on the wet floor and busted his head open against the side of the tub
Why was the floor wet?
Well i had washed my sneaks the day before and hungem to dry

Moral of the story:
Don't cry wolf
dumbass



yeah
and dont leave ur wet sneakers hangin around.lol



*came back to add*
there was no lasting damage
except for a bootleg scar on the back of his head
lol
he aiiiiiight


when we get into fights, i tell him
i saw the blood and left him laying there on purpose
lol

he told me to take down that first pic bcuz he looks a mess
i will not
aint noone told him to try and get his llcoolj on. licking his lips and shit.lol