Sunday, August 2, 2015
Wednesday, July 15, 2015
Tuesday, July 7, 2015
Friday, July 3, 2015
Sunday, June 21, 2015
Saturday, June 20, 2015
Monday, June 1, 2015
Tuesday, May 26, 2015
the legitimacy of the argument where life is unique vs. burning all the dinosaur blood.(something i often think about often because ummm, 2 billion years of life you fucking idiots equals -- ?)
it's irreconciable, and it's what we do.
which is it? tropes, spoils, or hated antropic fiction.
lemme tell you something.
not fiction, they slide ruled it out and said houtcloud was better than not giving africa aids, at least not giving them the cure.
because purity of race, the race for, well, nothing, because f1 is in season,
so they just did it because they hate black there is no racing,
not with the plebs in the pace line anyways.
those guys were just slain, it's the pace line anyways.
did i say something about forumla 1 and racing? how about
knock knock, not on heaven's doors, not rapping about a tale-telling snow-in no more,
not thump, not thump
(I'll stike t-cells, i'll be cool)
shit, and pigeons, i ate long enough.
Without sucking you into where i been shit man i seen 1 dead pigeon on the ground and 3 on the sill with 2 tearing each others feather out.. and the chick pigeon was like "coo"
i proly peck the shit out of all of you.
Wednesday, May 13, 2015
Tuesday, May 5, 2015
Might lock down a few Generations For Possessing High-Grade Weapons Of Mass Destruction Gifted By The C.I.A.
A Dipping Wet Young We, I mean.. Younger Than The Idea Of Servitude, And True To The Youth Movement, Still Born and Bearing Improvement y'know. I Seen My Ideas Impact The Light Of Day And I'm Afraid For What That Means, So Be With Us.
Effigy or Bust! ha
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?