Sunday, August 29, 2010

128th- Hate myself for hating myself.

Have ever sat down and think,
think about life when it so coincidentally struck.
Just the other day i was sipping a drink,
and realized that my life totally sucked.

I'm too lazy too rhyme,
Too lazy to find a right reason to pleasure my mind.
Too lazy to care about what your life is like.
Too lazy to have a goal for my soul, ignoring the light.

But a part of me wants to go on, ignoring my hate blows.
But i'm left with self loathe.
Its like grand theft with my mind, body and soul.
Can someone please tell me the death toll.

~No one reads these... ignoring my shit with real ease.

Jerking off at...
12:05 PM

Sunday, August 22, 2010

127th- steroeptypes are for black males misunderstood.

Don't we all just love the white folks.
"Black" jokes made to destroy "Black" hopes.
Every-day videos made arabs look dope.
American governments are as cynical and devious as pope mixed iwth coc.

Nope. I will not give in to these stereotypes.
Neither should you think that all muslims are terrorists hyped.
The government is hiding the truth in plain sight!
So you think different, assuming wrong is right.

You cannot always believe in things you see.
They deceive you easily with cartoons,
harpooned you at an early age of three.
See beyond the facts on t.v and be free like the birds to be.

Jerking off at...
2:23 PM

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

126th- Self doubt got me thinking of... nothing.

I'm wick, wicker than shit,
Stiffer than sticks mixed with rocks stuffed in the cervix.
I can never aim or kick.
I'm too wick, but i don't admit when i rhyme or speak.

"Don't play the blame game, blame yourself"
... Thats why i'm in the darkness, hating myself.
Praying for help.
But i'm left with no shout out, i'm left without a route with my self-doubt.

I can't stop hating myself at all.
Pointing out every flaw... I guess thats why i hate stepping outta my door.
My rhymes ain't top notch,
My brains are on the porch scorched from thinking a lot.

~I can't freestyle or think strict in a split second quick. I can't pick the right thing to say coz all females think imma prick. Throw me a brick... I wanna see if i'm as numb-skulled as compared to concrete.

Jerking off at...
9:35 PM

Saturday, August 14, 2010

125th- Don't always believe in what the t.v says.

This world is crazy, it amaze me,
to see what they could do to make us crazy.
The truth is hazy, it fades me.
It pays to be attentive, so leave me.

Don't bother with pop music and dark similes.
Can't you see the enemy?
he's got your limbs tied to strings,
controlling you through songs with illumines to sing.

You gotta watch out for the media.
They trying to brain wash and control ya'.
Singing songs, your mind is long gone once they make you feel nice.
Anti-christ is the product, your soul is the price.

~Nice one, i'm done with this hate with this nice gun.... Ironic as it is, but it is fun.We should acknowledge our similar traits, not mock our difference state, maybe then could we prevent hate

Jerking off at...
5:55 PM

Sunday, August 8, 2010

124th- Open your eyes!

My style is fresh and unique and somewhat weak.
Its all truth, no subliminal wall of tricks.
Its your decision to choose or pick.
The side of greatness or be the devil's prick.

We're being controlled by the console of souls.
We have been warned, but we ignore em' with shoulder too cold.
No one is bold, we just do as we're told.
This generation are full of dumb fucks.. some of us just simply don't know.

The end draws near... A portrait of hate is the outline.
The obvious sings of oblivion showed so many times.
It has been explained through countless of rhymes.
... yet we still don't mind.
... It seems that our mind is blind to the one- eyed kind.

~Open your eyes and you'll see the lies. Stop squinting and look, it took me a few tries to see the truth.... and the truth hurts. Look.

Jerking off at...
7:32 PM

Friday, August 6, 2010

123rd- lighten up the mood

My life is so gloomy.
I need more humor to sooth me.
Sue me if you want, but i've only got 5 cents that i stole from a hommie.
So throw me another cent sent at my savings at the blood bank.

My rhymes are too intense to even make sense.
My spider senses sense stupidity going through the air vents.
So we breathing in noxious gas that came outta my underpants.
Hahaha. Its not funny so why does my stomach cramp?

Knock knock.
Who's there?
Stupidity.
Stupidity who?
Stupidity you who choose to read this blog full of bitch poo and nonsense too, wohoo!

I'm not racist cruel too, coz i think black Indians with mules rule as well too.

Jerking off at...
9:51 PM

Sunday, August 1, 2010

122nd- Death or life, to which do i look forward to to thrive?

I've got no appeal.
Talking about skill, but i have none for real.
Still persevering with my rhymes refilled.
Now i've got no where to go but to go downhill.

I'm simply too weak.
Agony meets me on the peek of every day of every week.
So i'm constantly suffering and i'm too frail to speak.
My happiness left stale, my life has got no trail, so my future looks bleak.

This smile is nothing but a reflection of my despair.
This laughter is me dying inside, hard to bare.
My jokes are stupid and no one seems to care.
Laughter fills the air so its like a graveyard up there.

~Can i not feel true ecstasy? See that glee can't fill me up like cumming in a cup twice after doing it once or thrice. Pay the price... I roll for guidance with a 32 sided dice.

Jerking off at...
5:10 PM