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I grew up living in the countryside
an only child, adopted and on my own
it's something I've never regretted at all
looking back now like a river with one stone
I found I could cope with myself
having a stammer people was not my thing
so I found ways to spend my time
a lover of football it became my wedding ring
Across from our backyard was a field
'The Honie' was its name, there I did play
on my own, a football and me my all
many an hour spent no matter wet or grey
The grass never got cut but I kept it down
with my ball, me and team imagination
doing everything a team does as one
win and lose but never got relegation
I did love 'My Homie'
a place to spend many an hour
so many memories to call upon
drawing them from above like a shower
(This is written about my favourite place in my childhood and the memories it has for me.
Football - means soccer as we play it in the UK.)
Coney,
Bologna,
Hogwarts knees,
Falcone “G... 3...”
Razor backs,
Diamonds,
Friend of everyone,
Wishbone,
Fishbone,
Ceviche,
Weepy Trees,
People pleaser,
Teaser,
Appetizer,
Wiser,
Sweeping dust bunnies,
Pixie dust,
Trust fund,
Guns,
Treaties,
Tricks are for kids,
Rap song says to...
“Get BIG!!!”
Ace of Spades up my sleeve,
Still, I cannot breathe...
I have to sit still,
God, please!
I did my time and paid my fees,
Yet, lost my wallet and my keys,
I bought some Campbells and Wheaties,
Yet, drank a handle and did NOT heed,
The warning of the mourning and the decrees,
That Andy Warhol stalled by calling Saul another chief,
Until he realized he was NOT the pilot for the silent,
But really still blind with disbelief,
Yet, believed in himself,
So, we must say, “good grief...”
With some relief and begin to speak these things ourselves,
Do something for our own health, wealth, and begin to take stealth,
Because what we felt, smelt, and held,
Was worth more than anything we could sell,
We just needed some of them seashells,
That fell out of the hands of that pretty damsel in distress,
With a very beautiful chest of treasure,
At any measure...
If it were her, we were after,
We would probably never catch her,
Yet, to put it past her,
She would still end up being the master,
Just like the Catcher in the Rye,
Leaves one with a log in their eye,
While the twig is in yours for sure...
This story all started one fateful day
My homie named Zack was just tryin to get paid
Ran into a friend asked him, "want to get high?"
From then he was hooked on his very first line
Money started coming in, new whips new fits
He ran the dope game like he had a pair of new kicks
Things were going good better than he imagined
But it never lasts, that's when things start crashin
He got a little weight from a mutual acquaintance
Little did he know this dude was packin for his payments
Zack got burnt on a deal that went south
He's runnin out of options tryin to pay back the amount
Now he's on the fly left town for a while
Came back ballin thinkin he was back in style
Thought he was free and clear, that's what he was hopin
That round licked off, he should've slept with ONE EYE OPEN!
You...never know...when death is gonna come your way
You...could be a young man...or you could be old and grey
Can't...fight fate...wanna play this game there's a price to pay
Sleep with ONE EYE OPEN...cause for some tomorrow never came
Mother named Davina had a son named Joseph
He's her pride and joy but lived a life not spoken
Only 13 with his whole life to live
Made a few mistakes but nothing they couldn't forgive
He started on his hustle, he was well respected
The game always brings pain when you least expect it
Started skipping school, grades fell, friends lost
The life of the party comes at a great cost
Then he met a girl, who made him try to change
But she was no good, she started playing games
Joe feeds off the lies, and brings the lies home
He became a stranger his family didn't know
Thought he was invincible until she broke his heart
He slipped into the shadows, his whole life fell apart
His mom found him hanging from the ceiling, neck broken
She's wishin that she would've slept with ONE EYE OPEN!
You...never know...when death is gonna come your way
You...could be a young man...or you could be old and grey
Can't...fight fate...wanna play this game there's a price to pay
Sleep with ONE EYE OPEN...cause for some tomorrow never came
Lyrical Miracles in the Making...Born Creating Greatness aka Brooks Greenlee
What would I do if I didn't know love? What would I do?
What would I do if I didn't know love,
talking about that sister to brother love,
brother to brother love,
dad to children love
but more over mother to children love.
Talking about that real love that Mary J. Soul love. Loving someone that don't love you back
110% or don't show it, Loves a funny thing coz sometimes all you need to do is show it
But more time still you have to work at it,
step back and get a better understanding of it,
treat it like a child and nurture it.
Give it time and grow with it,
What would I do if I didn't know love?
Talking that homie love, ride out with you, Like On This Ting! Get out my bed at like 3am to
move this ting, talking about that,
if you need a shoulder to cry on love,
I'm here when your ready to talk about it love,
we can just go out to take your mine of it love.
What would I do if I didn't know love?
I guess it would be all about myself living with no heart, if you can call that truly living and
my time would be all about making the Queens Head plus the US and Jamaican dollars also
Nuff euros and a little bit of yen.
So you can say I still know love but I only loved a few things myself and Money. They are
two very important things to love but you should love life also and with the 3 main loves
loved truly living on earth would be the blessing which as a human we are blessed with.
The blessing of Love feelings, emotions, passion down to fear which are not Separated by
Sex Males And Females.
Love is Love.
Feelings are Feelings,
Emotions are Emotions
Passion is Passion and Fear will be Fear so we all know how to love something,
so don't be afraid to show love or to show your passion for something or someone.
So what I should of said when you first started to read this is. What would I do if I didn't
know about true love and how it walks with us as like it was are shadow.
“I just would not be Me because Love makes Me. Me".
Would You be You?.
Tallan J Bent 08/09/08 16:40Hrs
Gettin’ it together and puttin’ on my blues.
Gotta get my belt, put a shine on mah shoes.
Walkin’ in the door and doin’ mah thing.
Listen to the tops and hear the phone ring.
Your hair is too long, your pants are too short.
Gotta wake ‘em up get ‘em ready for court.
Time to check your Z’s (paper work),
While your at the door.
Thinkin’ to myself that tops is a bore.
210, 420 (paper work), laying low.
Got-ta get mah money from the money ho.
Inmate throwin’ s**t, I gotta go.
Here come the tops puttin’ on a show.
Do this do that,
Daily things a changin’
Standin’ and a listnin’
I’m a boilin’ and a raging.
Gimme some soap and gimme toilet paper.
Feeling the pain, Inmates a baby raper.
Gotta gat cause that was where its at.
Robbed the store swung a baseball bat.
Fillin’ mah need, mah homie is a rat.
Got da gold in mah mouth and the bud in mah hand.
2 weeks I been runnin’ from the man.
Finally got caught sittin’ and in the pen.
My moms a crying said her boys a sin.
And now I listen to all you got to say,
A spittin’ and complainin’.
Want a brighter day…
I say:
Do just what is right, step back avoid the fight.
Drop the bud and drop the bat, It’ll be a better night.
Why yah gotta prove a man in the hood.
Moms want you to stay alive and
Do just what you should.
And what about your son?
(Most nights at work all the inmates do is rap and talk about how special they are and how great their life was on the street.
I became fed up with all that mess and wanted to put them in their places...
After I wrote and rapped this, (spit sixteen) the whole group of inmates became quiet!
It was the most quietest night and peaceful night I ever had at work... PR
So Is "RAP" poetry?)
Grandstanders are crooks as far I can tell
Some grandstanders aren’t what can I say
A mixed system is needed I do yell
Dems weak and do zip homie. did foretell
Biden’s Israel mid-east plan good. I relay
Grandstanders are crooks as far I can tell
RNC foul;,get things done chum did tell
Ike did great things,Reagan too anyway
A mixed system is needed I do yell
Try the Green Party that party, I’ll sell
Green Party to quixotic , I do say
Grandstanders are crooks as far I can tell
Libertarian Party is quite swell
If they lean to left or right they be bad
A mixed system is needed I do yell
Most politicians certainly do “smell”
Is a multiparty system a fad ?
Grandstanders are crooks as far I can tell
A mixed system is needed I do yell
made my Drakes Breath chili for my friends ,
Hot peppers beef cumin veggies ,sauce and more,
Chili and beer ,the party never ends ,
One homie stated. chili to hot for sure.
At the thedepot.org ,I felt not assured,
What’s a head chef to do under restraints ?
The heat stayed medium and I got complaints.
Souvlaki plates aromas and taste i adore.
A pork souvlaki with a savory sauce,
i order the platter i eat two for sure,
The Greek salad I get is surely the boss,
If the platter isn't empty .,it gets tossed,
On certain birthdays I get them by my kin,
When my kin pays,I consider it a win.
I used to eat mexican on my birth day.
I used to order the steak and shrimp plate,
quesadillas with all toppings I say,
There 4 or 5 quesadillas that I ate.
At thedepot.org met old friends it was great.
I ate medium sized vege chili bowl,
Last week -a vegan burger,good for the soul.
Rainbow colored camouflage
I wonder if it would be see through?
Say it were such case, my
goodness, gracious . . .
My personal fave...
I'm partial toward indigo.
Yellow
Now that's a light colored little
fellow.
"Dude I think saw a woman's nipple. Worse yet, it's an untimely time too..."
I must admit, but I had myself
watching the clock.
No worries homie, I'm fitting to do the exact same thing you about to be doing.
Watching the clock?"
Oh all hell no...you be trippin' foo. Matter of fact the clock
watches me.
"How could you possibly suspect an inanition, like a clock, for instance—
personally am soon to become a clock—
To be watching . . .
Indigo
Yellow
Rainbow colored camouflage.
2/20/17
My color is blue/
My homie has a red nose/
No matter what/
Color we are in Gothenburg/
We are one big, happy family/
We all have that Swede pride/
In Gothenburg/
We are all Swede Pitbulls/
We stand together as one/
We are defiant against all odds/
We strive to be/
The best of the best/
Our town is beautiful/
Our people are beautiful/
We attend all events/
We are the one grain/
That stands out/
We carry ourselves/
With dignity and pride/
We have our share/
Just like the rest/
Come visit our town/
You will not regret it/
We are a prideful town/
Of Gothenburg Pitbulls /
We may be a small town/
But, we really stand out/
And... hey, a celebrity lives here/
He's our original pitbull clown/
Come laugh with us/
We are a Swede/
But we're also pitbulls/
A pitbull, because we stand out/
6/20/17
Aye
Okay
Here we go
My first and last initials are D.O
Paying haters little mind, and smacking 'em away like a mosquito
With the force of el Nino
Skills of Morpheus and Neo
Knowledge of C3PO
Been in and out of a few casinos
I've bought tools and supplies from the home depot
And liked tracks off the album sixobreezo
As well as a lot of music by man of no ego
My amigo knows how to roll up the good stuff, bigger than a burrito
And torpedo
Another homie makes me laugh, when he talks about cappuccinos
Or my other friend when he's got a bag of cheetohs
Meanwhile, worldwide cars and items occasionally got a repo
Realize there won't always be an opportunity for a T.O.
Better get on that, and quickly address the B.O.
Not yet have I had a P.O.
Or worn a tuxedo
I was good at sports and shooting ball even freethrows
A long time ago, my oldest sister had a Kia Rio