Sunday, April 19, 2015
Monday, April 13, 2015
Saturday, April 11, 2015
Friday, April 3, 2015
Monday, March 30, 2015
Monday, March 23, 2015
An it took a long time, in the deep, black world before #Kendrick found himself in a hotel room screaming..
An' I know that time will silence evil men.
Leaning, all curved in, like men playing pinocle.
Pisa's for creeps, and Italian renaissance men.
And I'd rather Humbert Humbert than Descartes,
and i'd traipse Picasso before being a poet anyday.
In my slick ass white boy ride, i could give a fuck about my turned out white wife, packaged out with yellow brick, midgets and monkey shit(that smells like boo-hoo).
Before I even became recompense, and before i knew that suffering could be unseated(s/o jesus), i knew(and please, don't be a fucking idiot):
part of being partisan is believing in your own righteousness, but not your will to debate me, before you even care, before you became worth a damn, to the console of everyman. let go of parliament, royalty, but i think uncle sam needs a hug.
and these elegant, elegent, men should be in stitches, specifically #FrankOcean, #SwizzBeatz wit' the
velcro banana clip right at their neck,
Thursday, March 12, 2015
Saturday, February 21, 2015
Or Carry On Steppes?
Or fly away free
not gonna day trip ya, into the mountains of Ethopia.
But there I did.
So you seem
Rise. as the weather underground chopper did Tim Leary
Rise, nail Xerces faggots, I quit.
Madonna nailing Letterman, and the length of it, I'm aloof.
Poof: Justice, an' you saw them hear first countrymen
Fuck it then.
Wednesday, February 4, 2015
and the fortress
there is no new story, scene it all, dun did it all
until we are all entering the stars, leaving our earth, all of Us, as one race
'cause that would be new..
but, know art is no hashtag of what preceded
i know barely many can barely bear with me, but
too much paint
this of st. vincent
and there i would bear too much paint, i didn't, tho you willed me.
so bears, chew
our young know what fools we are
but don't know the rap of a hollow log, what a steep flogging earns a slave
or what it is to be both cold, and wet
such animals, i deepen, pour ca
because, animals, i pet,
and i vet,
set that in paint, and i'll see you on the other side of the great turtle that bears the world, i don't care
just see you there
oh ya.. i started that over there.
if a Chair or two was Missing? Pink Flags and such, shucks...
fucking pigs, i tentatively explore hate for you
now, porous, what are anal bacteria for?
the right is right, right? right.
and your's is mined not mine.
not cuckoo, for what they been talking 'bout, all the time.
find a gem like this, your timing would drop the dime on molecular decay
what we weight ratios with
would be pitch, and you'd have shit city.
now sit in it, lay.
ahem.. just channeling.. illuminati? slay, and plan on heat rising up.
so to them:
and when shucks gets to you?
you be sweaty with clammy hands, not a pearl, or even venus will be seeo
look at your friends.
sure it reflects greatly on the splashdown on saturn, pencildicks.
good looks don't get rubbed out, not buy Google, not buy anyone.
well, maybe, buy Google.
but forecastic npo strategies, ain't cheesy wizards.
buy credit, not hot lunch.
cause a crunch is coming.
saturn, well it's pretty heavy.
so sit up big six
and punch Senor Morgan, The Gorgon, Ali Kundra, Sanat Etc,
(we've seen enough airdropped, airbrushed, fresh-cut leaflets)
a Chevy, or leave the e-cat out of the trucking business.
and paint. enough of that.
if i'm mind controled them i'm feeling it,
free everyone indicted under drug legislation, everyone.
Free Weezy from Cash Money
and well, free energy.
'cause that's it.
Thursday, January 15, 2015
Sunday, January 11, 2015
it's more that, tho i tried to deal with my demons; they just went away
with crosshairs centered, i can see how shakespeare did it
and i pray that you're religious.
now go away.
not hate, not republican, not fake
Tuesday, December 30, 2014
Saturday, December 20, 2014
Edith Pilaf Piaf Load Loaf Pilaf Pilar Polar Lilac
Lilac's Lylic Lila
Load Loaf Life
And a little exercise in auto-correct
Love Live Life
Without the fifth element, you get:
Shouts ?uesto "Shazam"
And Says "Bars"
No, Slams 'Em
Emails Me Emailed A mailed Remailed Mailed
Hey Ya Atticus (That's what it says every time I open a sentence.)
I'm a brute. So cut me loose.
Shit.. Was Lilu.
Watch, Shit's melting.
Thursday, November 20, 2014
Like, did you know, if it's spinning fast enough, you can lift any weight?
And, if it's powered by its own mag-lev momentum it's light enough to drive free energy further.
And every time you click back a turnstile, the weight of world gets lifted.
E=Velocity^2 x Weight(My uzi weighs a ton.)
The new college kid anthem, from New York to Amsterdam.
Physically too fat for the standard model.
Coppers: The slaughter of the innocent is getting tired in all our eyes, liable to call a mack on your truckstop run-in, shame shit different day straight up murder
Not Clickbait Cliques a Moby Dick line, no, that'd be cliche, and in The Atlantic.
So no, not everything is, but it is.
Not terse, not frantic verse, no, not callous, no. Rehearsed
Just api+e+6 enough to hack #DONDA up
Or channel Ché and link up Gorillaz
any peeler jokes
About a man's wife or nothing.
Because of the respect..
All out, all over the place, fuck it,