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Not nowhere near a mastermind just highly inclined
To turn mental pictures into verbal masterpieces
Not really into the rap hame message want get through I'm
Gone be honest unless you got a gimmick or sell big drugs don't nobody hear you
Young black man going through the struggle don't nobody
see you
These days you gotta use social media get your followers up
but if it ain't making them dance it ain't what's up
The rap game done switched to you tube views instagram the
Hustle is likes that's how these new cats getting rich
Artist don't want record deals everybody independent
made top 10 greatest hits 2 pac didn't make the list tell
me this who had more hits
All I'm trying to say is I don't think message gets through
Scarface tell real stories if your not him or have a gimmick
Don't nobody hear Nor See you
Paul Le Mat, the guy
Who drove the yellow roadster
in American
Grafitti starred in the show,
Aloha Bobby & Rose,
With friend Manuel
Padilla Jr. who played
The little kid in
The Tarzan series of the
Mid-sixties as Jai, Scarface,
Also, Grafitti,
Wanted to cash their weekly
Studio paychecks,
But they knew of the hotel
'DO NOT CASH' memo, but they had
Known of this sucker,
Behind the desk chiefly named,
Tom, so I did cash
it and made two new friends for
the longest two minutes, e'er.
***Manuel, who was two years older than me, has since passed but Paul, who was in his early thirties at the time, is still kicking at 73 years of age.
Date 08/28/2019
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Click the back button if ur ears r still virgins
I'll make blood drip down ur face
Throwing hands and invading ur space
I go to war like Scarface
Shell casings dropping like dimes
I told you too many times
Don't test me at anytime!
I will set ur ass in the grass
I'm all up in ur face like SMASH!
I might let u get up
Give u a chance to man up
If ur ready to fight The Champ just step Up!
Like Cassius Clay, I'm light on my feet
Bareknuckled and knocking u on ur seat
Talking trash put my fists on repeat
Spit out like rhyme sellers
I feel like it needs a hook to make any dollars
Gangsta Rap like Tupac
Investing in ass whoopings like it's a new stock
Don't let this pretty face make u think u can beat me
I will teach u to respect me and want to be me
Be careful where u r poking
I'm always laughing and joking
Come at me wrong and I'll leave ur ass smoking
Ask this guy on the floor choking....
I'll take ur lady and walk out of sight
Stepping over bodies leaving this fight
Leaving only one to tell the tall tale of that night
Poetic justice is what will be served in that fight
Words lift ur imagination to heights of insanity
Ending this the right way would cement my destiny
But there is no right way to end violence by way of fantasy...
Review the annals of history
Murder upon murder you'll see
Start with Adam and Eve's son, Cain
Who murdered his brother Abel in vain
Then there's Moses, the saintly lawgiver
Who murdered an Egyptian taskmaster and shivered
The greatest of playwrights, Shakespeare, didn't hedge his bets
He wrote of murder in 'Julius Caesar,' 'Macbeth' and 'Romeo & Juliet'
What of Abe Lincoln's assassin, Mr. John Wilkes Booth?
His name lives all these years later, verily and forsooth
There's Lee Harvey Oswald, shot JFK -- ended Camelot
Else his name wouldn't be worth a pee in a pot
Can't forget the serial killers, whose souls are damned:
Richard Speck, John Wayne Gacy, Son of Sam
Not to mention the 'iconic' socialists you all know:
Lenin, Stalin, Hitler, Mao, and Idi Amin also
In this century you don't have to rack your brain
We've had Osama bin Laden, Bashar Assad, Sadam Hussein...
As for 'professionals,' Bonnie & Clyde are your bank robbers
And how about ('Scarface') Al Capone for a celebrity mobster?
So, you want your name to be ever remembered?
Just commit a few murders: Behead and dismember!
You never know what another has been through until the blood spills from the scar
We met as just two broken people trying to be whole again and over time you began to fill all my pot holes
So, tell me again how much you love me and not just for the outside
Tell me you love the scars I have on the inside that only bleed when my tears soak into my cotton shirt
The scars that made me the broken masterpiece God saw before I could even think about being the person I will be in the future
Are my scars unsightly or can you look within the beauty
Because I am tired of bleeding and looking for the one who can bring healing
I am tired of hiding and I will not cover my brokenness just to make you comfortable
Looking into your eyes as I hold your face just tell me yes or no because I don’t think I could afford to have a scar from you
It would be the hardest thing I ever faced
p.s. but I’ll be ok when I’m reloaded…
waiter waits for what eater repeated owes
weeder and seeder share a dish of blackcrow
bleeder feeds pleater ancient historicity spore
debater fingers slayer by his triptych meter foretold
delayer is the later ladder is a leader
heater warms hot water for pessimistic bleater
feeder and the breeder share one tether seater
deletor utters what reader couldn’t shouldn’t read
teaser tases the taser tallowing blind build
pleader prostrates before greater hater
slater covers what the rater refused believed achieved
render neater a pasteurized fleeter what is in the feeder
the teeter is the tether
gator is the greeter
leper breeds the crater
killer is a living giving beater
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seder sets the table for the bleater
x-ray sees breeder flayed through knot whole
meteor deletes what is the longest tiny universe
millimeter feet inches nothing measures unmeasurable
seer teases what the waker dreads
cheater your emotional beater crawling fastest dead
slayer and greeter share one scarface grater
later is the delayer tripped into uncreated crater
discourse already dispossessed buffets the maker
mediator utters
greater grater grader enters uncraterless recursion
There was Red Dawn and
Crocodile Dundee.
Full House and
The Lottery.
Road Runner and
G.I. Joe.
The Lost Boys and
Cameo.
The TMNT and
Silver Hawk.
Duck Tales and
Fraggle Rock.
Family Ties and
Growing Pains.
Pretty in Pink and
Purple Rain.
Risky business and
Young guns.
Breakfast club and
Empire of the sun.
Three's a crowd and
Stand by me.
Honky Tonking and
Human League.
He-man and
Ghost Busters.
Heathcliff and
Mario's brothers.
There was Full House
And Hairspray.
Scarface and
Expose.
Dirty Dancing and
Turner and Hooch.
Bosom Buddies and
Beetlejuice.
Madonna and
Knight Rider.
Prince and
Macgyver.
Night court and
Silver Spoons.
Flash dance
And Dune.
Fast times at
Ridgemont high.
The A-Team
And 9 to 5.
Turbo1904 ?
Fresh out of high school,
strong in body but dense in the head.
I once worked as a furniture mover.
The company was owned by a friend.
One time, he and I worked twenty hours straight.
At 5 bucks/per, I felt like Tony Montana in Scarface.
Afterwards, I was invited to a speakeasy
to play a little after-hours poker.
The warm beer was flowing for free.
Well, you know the rest.
I was busted in less time than it takes a robin
to preen his orange velvet vest.
My boss won all of my hard-earned mint.
Although I didn't have a license
Drunk bossman let me drive his sweet Oldsmobile '88 home.
Though smokey-eyed and flat broke.
I still was a happy little blue-collar pimp.