Oven Baked

Isn't funny
How the moment I believed
Would never be achieved
Is now a possibility of being a reality?
Unbelievable because
Neither one of us could front
Like the other wasn't someone we'd want
But we couldn't do it all because
We were in relationships of love.
No blame to passed to
You wanted to confess but I asked you
To keep your feelings to just you
Because right now there's nothing we could do.
All the while longer
Your feelings got stronger
And drove you to ask for my number.
So my number I gave up
In the hopes you'd say what's up but your feelings were burning inside you.
I tried to pretend like I didn't wanna listen in
But it was apparent but then again it wasn't the right time or place.
Ooh but when that day came
This little bird sang and sang
Praising me from mind body & soul
I just wonder
Is this just lust as a lack of trust
Or if this is a response to your last dude who put you under?

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K33p Going

Called gorgeous is forcing my mind
To believe these lies from the opposite sex
Tug of war where I'm the flag in the middle of the rope
Not realizing that I'm the one who's giving my sister hope
That love isn't a joke; it can happen
But I contradict my words with my actions
I'm acting like I'm not falling now
Falling out after watching the tears from my sister's eyes falling down
Round after round she fights
Trying to find a combination just right that'll unlock her heart
And I'm supposed to show her how it starts
But I've managed to damage the bridge that put my dick and heart a part
Because lust isn't love
Loving someone for who they are is the greatest form lust
We all lack trust
Because no one wants to be hurt
But it's when you believe that it can't get any worse that you dive in
Lost now so you gotta try again
Don't let lost lust be the reason you don't try for love again...

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My Style of Storytellin (1)

Never been one to go to the best one/ more or less end up with the next one/ bored so I need to get with a fresh one/ but this last girlfriend was an exception/ lost in love so I lost my perception/ no direction unless led by an erection/ out here vulnerable with no protection/ lies and deception so they played detective/ mainly because at some point they felt neglected/ maybe not loved but respected/ check it..


I can honestly say/ that out of the four past relationships I've been in/ lust at some point has pulled me away/ but the love for the one that I was with/ made me remember my reasons to stay with the chick/ regardless if in my mind I felt she was a bitch/ telling myself over and over again/ "how bad could it get?"/ then I stopped playing pretend/ left the girlfriend for the one on the side/ and every bit of me except for the 6 inches of me felt that it wasn't right/ closing my eyes visualizing myself drowning in a pool full of lies/ time to realize...


It all started off with this girl Whitney who went to Skyline/ half Black and Puerto Rican so you know her body was right/ lived in Issaquah so her parent's paper was right/ a little ditzy so there was a little flicker to her light, not so bright/ but what I can say was that the fighting was light/ everything about us seemed to be cool and tight/ but I had no L's and no whip/ so she would have to drive to the Southend via I-90, a long trip/ I remember the time, me and my bestfriend went to Skyline to visit her and her friends at lunch/ kids in the halls thinking we're looking for some kid to punch/ but I'm getting sidetracked with the story I'm trying to tell/ and even though on the surface everything seemed so swell/ the water started drying up at the bottom of the well/ I met this girl at my school who played soccer and was a hooper as well/ a young freshman named Madeline from Queen Anne/ heard she was feeling me, at the time something I could understand/ so we hung out a couple times/ talk when we can/ that's when I found myself being treated like her man/ all of a sudden something short seemed to stretch over a longer time span/ that's when I got a phone call that had me like/ damn...


So I'm with Madeline when I get a call from Kellen/ talking about I need to listen to the shit Jesse Armstead is tellin/ now Jesse is bestfriends with my girlfriend/ then she says she has a boyfriend, that isn't me/ man, I don't understand this is whirlwind/ of lies, emotions, and confusion/ says that Whitney had him over to meet the family but I can't really be mad because look what it is I'm doin/ because my girl doesn't know that Madeline is something I'm pursuing/ I guess this relationship with me and Whitney is ruined/ transition/ so now that I have no girlfriend I kind of mention/ to Madeline that she could be the piece that's missin/ that's when things start getting kinda serious/ and at the time she was a virgin so I'm curious/ if she'll let me be the one but I'm fearing this/ is too soon between break ups/ no time for me to analyze the relationship before I take up/ a brand new woman/ what the hell am I doin...


Attracted by those beautiful blue eyes/ toned ass and thighs/ in my eyes I looked at Madeline as a prize/ but at the time it wasn't that cool that another white girl took another black guy/ but all my homeboys understood/ she felt comfortable coming to my crib, staying late in the hood/ gain creditbility so everything was all good/ I wasn't her first she tells me but it's still all good/ because honestly it doesn't matter that much/ warmed by the softness of her touch/ feeling like everything is good and I can't get enough, that's when things got rough/ insecurities is something that my last relationship didn't have/ I have a lot of homegirls and that would make Madeline mad/ then I would flirt without knowing it/ having to convince her she was the only girl that was keeping me glad, was driving mad/ accusations left and right, up and down/ rumors being made from people that don't even know me so what can I do?/ someones' little sister says I made out with her sister, how in the hell is that true?/ just tell me what I gotta do to convince you somehow/ that I'm not the person you keep hearing about?


Being accused of crimes started weighing on me/ I got sick and tired of people hatin on me/ like I'm cold as ice and people are skating on/ the happiness that I had with Madeline people are taking from me, now this is taking on/ a brand new shape, I need a brand new escape/ pissed off one night real late/ one of my sisters' friends is over and apparently she thinks I'm great/ well I can't say the same because honestly I considered her very plain/ but this would happen all the time until my sister would say/ "If you're coming to see him don't lie to me saying you wanna come over and stay"/ that would lead to a particular day/ up at my high school when this pretty young thing came my way/ I mistook her for a girl who's name started with an A/ then I found out her last name was actually Dang/ something about this girl intrigued greatly/ wondering so much about her, mainly why is it that she's acting like she hates me/ but she's giving me the time of day/ she knows who I am so I had to ask her name/ she said it was Stacey...


TO BE CONTINUED...

Who's Your R.O.Y?

                  

Let's be honest, the race for 2010-2011 Rookie of The Year is a race between two players, John Wall (above) and Blake Griffin (below). For a second let's pretend that the NBA doesn't keep track of stats and the award is given to the person who's play is the best, who do you give the award to? Here's my argument for both players...

John Wall: Watching John Wall it's easy to see why he is considered to be arguably the best rookie in the NBA right now. No one can catch him in the open court, he gets to the rim whenever he pleases, but more importantly he's making his teammates around him better. By being an effective Point Guard he's taking the load of Gilbert Arenas (he could use the lack of attention this season) on the offensive end, and he's making the Washington Wizard bigs actually have to roll to the hoop LOOKING for the ball. He has improved the Wizards with his play so far this season. The only thing hurting him would be is current injury which has sidelined him for a couple games, but those games that he has sat out it is apparent that the Wizards need him on the floor. Wall for R.O.Y

Blake Griffin: If you had to ask anyone if Blake Griffin should be the Rookie of The Year, ask the rim at the Staples Center. Blake Griffin this season as beat up the rim the same way Ike used to beat Tina, the only difference is that people like it when Griffin beats up on the rim. Clippers fans worried about Griffin after losing him for his first season (Griffin sat out all of last season due to knee surgery), perhaps thinking that when he came back he wouldn't be as explosive as he was at Oklahoma University...boy were they wrong. All Griffin has been doing this season is dunking, and if you just so happen to be under, around, or in front of the rim you're just there to be a part of a Sportcenter highlight. Griffin has added a midrange shot to his game, and you can see that through his play so far this season. Teams are gonna try to give him a step but with that square-up-knock-down off the glass shot a part of his game, he's going to be an even bigger problem from the defense. Griffin  is giving fans a reason to go to the Staples Center to watch Los Angeles play...that are NOT the Lakers. Griffin for R.O.Y

With that being said, who do you pick? Wall is going to have the ball in his hands more than Griffin which could contribute to Wall having better numbers at the end of the season than Griffin. Griffin though is going to dunk his way into your memory, trying to make the decision purely based on the excitement level of his play, not to mention his nearly double-double numbers. Could it come down to which team makes the playoffs? If that's the case the Clippers could be in trouble living in the West where let's be honest the better teams exist. The Wizards have a pretty good chance of getting the 7th or 8th spot in the East but can the Clippers do the same out in the West? Or could we have a repeat of the 1995 season where Grant Hill and Jason Kidd split the trophy? All I know is that both young men are fantastic players, and if you get a chance to watch them play jump at the opportunity.

down the dark alley

Lights flicker
Drizzling rain remains steady
Eyes burning from fatigue
It looks like he's ready
For the hijack
Robbery
Assault or kidnap
I need money and you look like the 1st of the month
Dark thoughta revolving around what I want
Whoever, whenever, whatever I want
Look at this chump
The pump will probably take a whole piece
Leave a chunk
Put him in the bag and toss him in the trunk
Or put a blanket on him
A long sleep in the bed of the truck
...Fuck
I'm salivating at the thought of this sitting duck
Wait until it gets real when I run up
Hands up or lay down
Don't comply as your reply I suggest you duck
Close combat could result in you getting cut
I need your money, wallet, and your cell
Lastly I need your life
BOOM
See you in hell...

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Ready, Yet, Go

When you're ready for me raise your hand
I've taught you what I could
And I know you now understand the mind of a man
As that was something your life lacked
I gave to you something you can use
Now if you choose to give back, go head
Because instead of dealing with a dickhead
Or looking for a dick's head
You've found happiness in your work
Girl go head
I see you from a distance running on all cylinders
Going hard, flexing your pistons
The distinction between you and them
Is the difference between sink and swim, they're drowning
On the path to your grown up shit, they're clowning
But it's no time for the circus because it's time to start working
You're reaching the pinnacle of what I knew you could achieve
I feel like you were my number one recruit
Who bought into my system
I gave you something to believe and all you had to do was listen.

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Poker Chips

Pull your pants up

The tide is soon to go in

Poker face on

Still I'm going all in

Because the hand I was dealt bro

Will stick to you like some damn velcro

You can't shake it, can't take it

Authentic, can't fake it

Fresh

No way for you to bake it

And it's mine all mine, no way you can take it

Can't escape it

You already put your chips in

Better hope the turn becomes your bestfriend

Nope

In-my-favor

Bet more and you'll lose more

I'll use your chips on the strip

To a homeless man who's in desperate need of a savior

I'm not Jesus

But if I was you'd be praying to me for a King

I know you need this

But I don't see this

Being the card floating down the river

The chips I put in I need back

1/16 of an Native American giver

Take this loss to your liver

Shake and quiver

Cold I am

I'm Mr. Winter

Eating off your plate so thank you for dinner

I am a winner

But I am not perfect

Because I am a sinner

I balance that by being a giver

Giver

Give her

Nathan

My poker face is more of a mask like Jason

Here comes the river card, no waiting

You thought it was a King

Nope a Joker

Sadly mistaken.

Short Breaths

Missing those times

Dorm room memory

Crack House enemy

Stubborn mentality

What are you trying to get out of me?

Mutual tears

Disclosed fears

Open hearts

Closed ears

Ajar minds

What are you trying to find?

Blunts and booze

Movies of many genres

So much food

Face to face meetings with your vagina

Scattered thoughts

Unclear motives

Malicious objectives

Playing detective

You were supposed to be my protection!!

There when he was lost

Paying for love

At such a cheap cost

Lost in the serious

At times completely oblivious to the matter.

Puzzle pieces that won't fit

In and out of the same shit

Lack of confidence

Trust wasn't always it

Communication lacking

I sent you packing

But not because I asked but because you ran out of gas.

I hope that I'm not your last

But at times

I feel like I was your first

At you finding love for what it's worth

Left as two spirits

Just roaming Mother Earth.

Crumbles To Ground

Now single for the moment

And it seems like I seem right and all these ladies know it

Yet I somehow lack that one main component

So fuck 'em

I'll face them no need to duck em when you can replace what's lost

But this loss has my left foot falling off

The edge witht he right one ready to follow

Head strong but right now it feels like my heart is hallow

Is there one that I can borrow until tomorrow because things will change then

No need for a girlfriend in the middle of this whirlwind

But how can I pretend

To be a love interest when I act like I just wanna be ya friend

I break no rules but a few of them I will definitely bend

Like the times I open my mouth and the truth is down so deep within it

That it spills out, before you know it I'm finished

And the opportunity has diminished

And I apologize if I'm being honest when I tell you you're best quality is your eyes

And you ask "well what about my mind?"

Then I reply "well I mean you do have lovely eyes, and I don't wanna lie"

Hung up

Ran up on a overly done up young buck

And wasted my time?

Nah because at times her and I had the time of my life

But I lost it and right now it's something I can't seem to find

Which makes me think that I never really had it to begin with

So the feelings that I was feeling could have all been lies...

The Reason

I still see you when my eyes are closed
I hear you piercing through the silence
I've learned through love so much violence
From an emotional standpoint
And right now I can't pinpoint the cause of all this
"Getting over you" is what they call this
When I signed up I didn't ask for all this, or maybe I did
You learn love is beautiful as a kid
But the truth somehow hidden
Love is pain, whoever said that wasn't kidding
Line after line I have written
In the hopes the letters will erase what I can't seem to be forgetting
I guess I'm living, because this feels like death
I beat this idea over and over until there is none left
To the point that I'm fatigued and out of breath
What's left?
Hopefully a friendship that's why I had to end this
Constant conversation because you being my ex
And new found friend had too close of a relation
I couldn't appreciate you for who you are
Because the distance between "then" and "friends" wasn't too far
So this is the distance I believe is needed
And I apologize if you feel cheated
A letter to you, part of me kinda hopes you read it
To give you explanation that I couldn't explain
Because honestly from yesterday to today, I feel the same
Pain, confusion, all kinds of stuff
This is tough
But in my mind it feels right and necessary
You probably feel so secondary in a line of importance in mind
Well you're right about that
But know that leaving you is the best way for you to get me back...

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"Love Guilt"

Her face isn't like yours, but her body is so similar

I don't know what I'm doing yet this dance feels familiar

In the wrong but it feels so right

Time flying into the morning sun through the moon's night...

That feeling of "awkward" is reaking off me

Body language was what was spoken so right now I have no urge for talking

Shame found on the sidewalk in which I'm walking down

Silence surrounds me, noise I try to drown it out

At the time there was little doubt; my how it changes

Heavy blinking because I keep seeing changing faces

Hers then yours, yours then hers, I can't seem to escape this

It could be my guilt getting the best of me

Or my heart creating some terrible gut wrenching recipe.

Sideways sickness I'm feeling through my soul

How could I do something and expect for her to never know

I have to tell her though back home is the last place I wanna go

I stroll down the avenue

Thinking of every scenario that could be made and trying to prepare

The reality of it is I'm really scared

That night of passion didn't have a single shred of care in it

Her eyes mesmorizing as I stared in them

Those legs stretched throughout my mind, I can't forget them.

Choked up

As I take the key and go up ready for my fate

Feeling like I'm on death row and today is my date

To be strapped to the table and injected

I've neglected the fact that I have something wonderful when I come back

Haulted by something on my door

It's a note she left me and it reads

"I found somebody else, and I think it'd be best if you just tried to forget me

-Love"

And nothing more.



NBA Scores (Nov. 2)

Scores

76ers vs. Wizards

116-115

Wizards: J. Wall 29 Pts, 2 Reb, 13 Ast, 9 Stl

Hawks vs. Cavs

100-88

Cavs: J. Hickson 31 Pts, 5 Reb, 1 Stl

Celtics vs. Pistons

109-86

Celtics: K. Garnett 22 Pts, 6 Reb, 2 Ast, 1 Stl, 2 Blk

Wolves vs. Heat

97-129

Heat: L. James 20 Pts, 12 Ast, 2 Stl, 1 Blk

Blazers vs. Bucks

90-76

Blazers: L. Aldridge 14 Pts, 8 Reb, 2 Ast, 4 Stl, 5 Blk

Grizzlies vs. Lakers

104-125

Grizzlies: R. Gay 30 Pts, 4 Reb, 3 Ast, 1 Stl, 1 Blk

 

"High Tide"

The first time is a reminder of the worst time

Should have known something was wrong by the way it started

Something in common yet so departed and separated

Pumped at the fact I was actually able to make, in your phone

Looking back at now, boy was I wrong

Because even though the sexual attraction was strong something was lost

Definitely felt like something was off, and it ended up being me

Unable to actually see the reality of what this was to me

Because I was lost in what this was for you

So somehow you were able to completely warp me in your vision

Felt like LeBron James when he had to make "The Decision"

Headed to South Beach.

I need some sort of outreach program because I'm lost in what I don't understand

And sadly on the surface it seems so simple and plain

Forgetting the game

Is being played 365 and even when sleep

Analyzing my behavior and speech trying to find something to point out then tweak

Within a week I was able to feel weak

With the weekend as a release as I found a way to gain peace.

Not empty but definitely missing a piece, of mind

But I can have that filled as I've managed to keep my mind

So in due time

It'll be the tides that'll turn and the water will roll in

No more sand on the beach that because a frequent

What am I teaching?

Nothing unless you feel like I'm preaching then it's a lesson

Stress man.

Almost Too Late

The pain in your eyes is evident
The tears on your cheek are the evidence of an apparent crime
Yet time after time you answer that alarm
Fooled by a forced apology and charm
Completely neglecting the bruises on your arm
And the bruising of your pride, a pill you've swallowed before
In fear of what it'll be like if he somehow gets through that door
But your reach for more and more enable that activity
I listen to the excuses that you're giving me
Repetitive as they lack creativity and a convincing argument
I understand that the man was the one who started it but he's not ready to finish
Until your spirit is fully diminished
Empty of energy and fight
I don't know what it's like, but I do know that this isn't right
A story on repeat every other night
Soon it won't be you crying
It'll be us after he takes your life.

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Second Night of NBA Action

 Could the Heat rebound from their loss against Boston? The answer was a yes, by a margin of 10 points. Considering that the Heat were playing the Philly 76ers, the Heat looked liked the team most people thought they would be, completely dominating the less talented Sixers. Lebron James played more of a point guard role last night leading the Heat in assist with 7, and allowing the scoring and rebounding to be left to Dwayne Wade who finished with 30 and 7 respectively. Chris Bosh finished with 15 points for the Heat. Sixers saw some production from rookie Evan Turner who finished with 16 points. Final score: 97-87

 With Cleveland moving on without Lebron James, how would they fair against the Boston Celtics, the team who beat Lebron James and the Heat the night before? Well a lot better than most expected, ending in a win for them and new head coach Byron Scott. Forward J.J Hickson looked like the man for Cleveland, finishing with 21 points and 6 rebounds for the Cavs. Boston made things a little bit easier for Cleveland commiting 19 turnovers, something that a team trying to get back to the NBA Finals just can not do. Rajon Rondo put up some big numbers in the loss, finishing with 18 points, 4 rebounds, 9 assist, and 3 steals. Kevin Garnett was a point away from a double-double with 9 points and 15 rebounds. Final score: 95-87

 KD, Durantula, Scoring Champ, Kevin, Gold Medalist, all those names apply. Last night Scoring Champ seemed to fit more than any other as Kevin Durant and the Oklahoma City Thunder faced off with Derrick Rose and the Chicago Bulls. Thunder players Durant and Russel Westbrook fresh off their Gold Medal performances in the FIBA tournament were looking to continue their tremendous play against USA teammate Derrick Rose and the Bulls, and they did. Durant finished the game with 30 points, something he did more times than anyone else last season. Westbrook stepped up for the Thunder, and looked like a front runner for most improved player finishing with 28 points, 10 assist, and 6 assist. The game was close for the first three and a half quarters, but late in the fourth Durant and Westbrook took over, getting the win for OKC. Rose matched Westbrooks' point guard play finishing with 28 points himself in the loss. Center Joakim Noah had a monster game getting his first double-double of the season with 18 points and 19 rebounds. Final score: 106-95

Newly aquired New York Knick Amare Stoudemire went north to face the Toronto Raptors for his first game with his new squad. Stoudemire showed why he was worth all the money, helping the Knicks gain their first win of the season against the Raptors. Stoudemire finished the game with a double-double of 19 points and 10 rebounds, but it was Forward Wilson Chandler that stepped up big for the Knicks in the win. Chandler finished the game with 22 points and 8 rebounds, leading all scorer. Raptor Jarret Jack posted 16 points, 4 rebounds, 6 assist, and 3 steals in a losing effort. Final score: 98-93

Forward Blake Griffin looked great in the preseason, and he continued his tremendous play against the Portland Trailblazers. Griffin who sat out all of last season with a knee injury looked just as explosive as he did when he played at the University of Oklahoma, having his first NBA point as a highlight dunk in the first quarter. Click to see dunk Griffin was all over the glass, running up and down the floor, fighting for loose balls, and reminding Clippers fans why he was drafted first overall in the 2009 NBA Draft. Portland looking for their second win did just that, with solid outside shooting, and dominating on the offensive glass with 21 offensive rebounds. Brandon Roy led his team to a win with 22 points thanks to some great play in the first half. Blazer Nicolas Batum who played well for France in the FIBA tournament played very well posting 15 points, 6 rebounds, 3 assist, 2 steals, and 2 blocks. Griffin in the lost still put up monster numbers, finishing the game with 20 points, 14 rebounds, and 4 assist. Final score: 98-88

New owner, new head coach, and a new arena on the way, the New Jersey Nets were looking to start a new trend for the franchise: winning. The Nets took on the Detroit Pistons and fought their way to their first win of the season, something that didn't come for them last year until their 20th game against the Timberwolves. Nets Center Brooke Lopez led all scorers with 25 points, but it was the great guard play of point guard Devin Harris that got the win for New Jersey. Harris finished with 22 points, 4 rebounds, 9 assist, and 2 steals. This Nets team looks brand new and a lot of that can be attributed to head coach Avery Johnson. Rodney Stuckey finished with 14 points, 3 rebounds, and 7 assist for the Pistons. Final score: 101-98

Other Games and Scores:

Bucks vs. Hornets

91-95

Kings vs. Wolves

117-116

Hawks vs. Grizzlies

119-104

Bobcats vs. Mavericks

86-101

Pacers vs. Spurs

109-122

Jazz vs. Nuggets

88-110

Rockets vs. Warriors

128-132

Opening Night for the NBA 2010-11 Season

The night all basketball fans have been waiting for, Opening Night. All eyes were on the new look Miami Heat and their version of a Big Three with Lebron James, Dwayne Wade, and Chris Bosh. The first half of the game looked like Boston was on their way to a blowout victory, but the talent of this young team (and Boston blowing two big leads in the second half) got them back within three points in the 4th. Boston held on and got the victory. James was the leading scorer for Miami finishing with 31 pts, Allen leading Boston with 20 pts and a key three in the 4th quarter that sealed the win for Boston. Final score: 88-80

                                         THE CHAMPS ARE HERE!!

The Lakers definitely looked good on Opening Night, but the Houston Rockets with the return of center Yao Ming looked really good too. After receiving their rings it was game time, and Houston was looking to spoil the Lakers' ring ceremony. Limited to only 24 minutes a night, Yao didn't put up a lot of numbers, but is impact being in the paint made all the difference. Kevin Martin lead the Rockets with 26 pts, but it wasn't enough to defeat the Lakers. Down by 1 with seconds left in the game, Kobe Bryant found new Laker point guard Steve Blake for a three on the wing, putting them up two. Houston had one more shot at tieing the score but Aaron Brooks was unable to convert on an out of bounds play. Gasol led the Lakers in points and rebounds finishing with a double-double of 29 pts and 11 rebounds. Final score: 112-110

The final game of Opening Night was between the Portland Trailers and the Phoenix Suns. Two teams that are both going to be competing to make the playoffs in the Western Conference, and could possibly see one another in the first round. Steve Nash led the Suns in points and assist finishing with 26 and 6 respectively. Brandon Roy led Portland with 24 points hitting four threes on the night. The Blazer pulled away in the fourth quarter, outscoring Phoenix 33-11 in the final period. The game looked like last years' first round playoff series, but this time Portland came away with the win. Final score: 106-92

Deep As It Is

You're a cancer that's eating away at me
I can't believe I allowed you stay with me
And to this day I still allow you to play with me
So what could you say to me
That'll change what you've done
The damage you've done, the pain I feel
Sometimes I dream of you and I wake up ill
I wake up still, but full of so much energy
Built from all the struggles and miseries
Lost behind fairy tales so I wished of what it could be
Rather than letting reality show me what it should be
Could we, reconcile?
Well it won't be soon so let's shoot for a while
And see what we hit
Skeet of defeat and I'm hoping that they split.

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"Jaws Of Life"

I've suffered, but I know that there are people that have it worse/ but they can't speak for themselves like I can/ so in reality I'm really cursed/ because even though they exist in the eyes of those in power they are an abiss/ but I'm the one some turn a blind eye to/ you never would have thought the past that I have would be mine because of what I provide you/ well spoken, handsome, well groomed young man/ but what those on the outside of my life just don't understand was that the plan was veered off road/ "what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger" is getting old/ because it may not have killed me then, but right now it feels like it's killing me slow/ because there's things in my life that I wish I never had to experience, yet I know/ it made me who I am, I understand/ but am I wrong for wanting an altered life?/ wishing to find out what financial stability is really like/ learning examples of how a husband is really supposed to treat his wife?/ a family that is close knit and not shunning one side because of their constant silly shit/ but maybe I'm reaching/ so to some these words are teaching/ but to those exposed to these foes I'm preaching/ to the young women and men who understand keep reaching/ because you'll catch a break/ what's fucked up is that in this life you only get one mistake/ until you're considered a fuck up with no luck so some find addiction as their escape/ in that case they get a second chance until their chance to come back is too late/ if you couldn't get with that/ this next part you should be able to relate/ Two


Love in a sense is something so dense that it'll have you repent/ not for your sins/ but apologizing for your need to look for wins that'll defeat your counterpart/ your brain will constantly try to counter your heart and bring ya'll apart/ and it's not just you and another person/ it could be your dreams if your brain tells you that your ideas of this dream aren't really working/ one thing is for certain/ love equals pain/ because when you finally open up your heart you have alienated your brain/ so now you're completely suceptible to pain/ and your brain wants to tell you build a wall because the other side now has found a way to gain/ strange it seems that the one that loves you would threaten you that they'll leave but that's what love is as fucked up as it seems/ I've been there and sadly at times I still bleed/ that's why my brain only allows me to see the beauty in these women that's on the surface/ so a lot of these pretty women only serve one great purpose/ sex/ which ironically throws me in the category of "dog" so I guess that makes the woman that comes next/ a bitch/ because a dog wouldn't have sex with a cat, only another dog/ ain't that some shit/ so that makes the women of my past all bitches in that regard/ and makes these marks on my heart claw made scars/ love is beautiful, yet to get to that point is just so hard...


I'm tired of all these black people blaming the white man/ we've had to do the most just to get a little so I don't understand/ why you want to complain about a man's Health Plan/ when 6 months ago you were the one taking a stand to put President in front of the man/ on the front lines screaming "Yes We Can"/ that's the shit that kills me about our people/ is that we'd rather knock each other down in competition instead of finding ways to make us all equal/ and some complain that the change is all because we don't have anymore Black Leaders/ well we would if all you mothafuckas would turn down your speakers/ because we look to Kanye West to say what we wanna say/ follow the vague instructions of Jay/ and the saddest part is that our leaders aren't gonna be here everyday/ but hey, keep shaking your asses/ find pleasure in popping bottles instead of fighting for your passions/ allow Waka Flocka to give your 14 year old son understanding/ of what it's like to be a successful man, if that's your plan/ and to the men man enough to plant a seed but won't be there when it blooms/ I hope you die a thousand deaths every single day until your child comes up to you/ telling you that they never needed you/ even though they know they did/ because her dad was never there for her she's now 16 years old with a kid/ and I dare you to tell me that you didn't play a part in that/ when she accepts any kind of love from any man because true love is a concept that she's not understanding, so teach her that/ and teach your sons that they need to man up and never run when she says she's keeping it/ that's just a part of what happens when you're out creepin/ smoking weed and drinking Diddy endorsed Ciroc on the weekends/ rolling Kush because that's what the rappers are speakin/ or am I asking for the men to do too much?/ I hope not because these women need to teach their daughters that it's not okay to turn into sluts/ turning tricks on these mens' dicks for a couple of bucks/ give her something/ and hopefully it's confidence/ so that she can be ahead of her class instead of giving head after class as her accomplishment/ that's WHY THE FUCK I WORK WITH YOUTH/ because I'm trying to be the role model and example that these lost kids can look up to!!

Karaoke night @ Citrus

Last Monday I went with some friends to Citrus Lounge over on South Lake Union. This was the end result.

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"Underdeveloped"

A road side construction
reluctant to continue the build
probably because the build still has no blueprints
so we're guessing.
Destined for greatness while given every opportunity to fail
the beef I speak cooked raw still drips blood
random I know but it shows how scattered I am.
Under development as an underdeveloped overpass to the underground of feelings I bury beneath myself
that someone seem to continue to resurface.
Fuck...

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"When We Reunite"

A meeting is in order

I light up with my eyes closed, brief sounds

Of the lighter being sparked, my lips making a smacking sound

And the sounds of the paper being burned down slowly,

Just me and my weed,

A silence conversation...it seems to know me

Though we do not talk often because she's so frowned upon

When we do talk, we talk for only a few minutes

But I seem to feel so relaxed when we're finished,

The stress of my face-paced world has briefly ended

Television programs seemed to be easier to understand

Music has deeper meaning

Isnt this what is described as bliss or am I wrong?

A brief conversation turned into a brief moment of inhalization

A brief moment of waiting

Exhale what has been waiting

Then relaxation

1 Playing The 4

If you catch me on the block throw the ball in

5 seconds left I guarantee we're gonna win

I won't let us lose

I feel bad for the man playing D on me

'Cause his teammates are gonna blame him for the L

And get mad at me for the cause of my teams' W

But if it wasn't me it was gonna be you

Just be happy it's not the lane that I'm cutting through

Because my launch pad is located there

So if it's not dunk me it's a dunk on you.

Not a post player, but I got moves in the paint

I'm up and under doing shit other players ain't

And don't let the frame fool you bro

six feet tall with a 6'3 wingspan, here I go

Slappin on you niggas

Blocking all your shot attempts

I don't go soft whether women or gents

Hard in the paint is how I get

So don't you forget

Hard in the paint is how I get

On any women or gent.

"Guesssss"

That chest compression when you're running out of breath

That push of encouragement when you have nothing left
Knowing that you can do it when you're unsure of you're best

Helping you build yourself up with whatever is left,
 Trust me.

Unsure of an emotion I'm the one you can speak to
Not sure of how to approach a situation, I'm the one who will teach you
The times that you are stubborn are usually the times I reach you,

 I must be.

 The one you run to when the world seems to crumble

Up on your high horse, come here when you need to be humbled

That pick-me-up when life causes you to stumble

That machete in your hand while you walk through the jungle,

 It is me.

 Nothing but love when you're looking up above

Eyes closed feeling the rays of the sun

Warming you as these thoughts do just the same

And every time you complain

That's okay

Because at night I know I'm on your mind

No thank you is needed

Because I already know what you wanna say.

"Day To Day"

I can feel the tribal dancer moving in my heart
I can visualize the spirits of my loved ones lost in the dark
We're really not far apart from the other side
Because Hell resides here on Earth
What are you really worth? Now how much on Earth
Because some niggas that be poor are really rich
And some who have money really don't have shit
It's a two-way mirror that gets clearer by the second
Are new clothes really worth you getting naked?
You can't fake it because soon it becomes real
Even the hardest men on this planet still seem to feel
Some emotions, even if it's pain from the past
Their violent actions are an indication of that.
Now I'm not condoning violence
All I'm saying is the silent aren't really that silent
They lash out and end up in solitary confinement
I'm trying, to see the value in the wolf tickets you sell
Find something sweet in the foul odor of what is your smell
The tasteful elegance in what it is you're feeding me
Or rationalize with your tactics in defeating me
I digress
Because my air is on a timer and I can't afford to waste these breaths
I gotta move forward with each one of these steps
I gotta get stronger with each one of these reps
I gotta...take on head on whatever it is that may be next
Words said softly in the correct allignment sound similar to sex
Out of context and line remind you of a hex
Stiff and tense with their meaning make you flex your muscle
But it just brings you back to your struggle
Quiet storm behind that mouth that is now covered by a mussle
One hell of a bundle
Of joy from a unplanned baby girl or baby boy
It's a reality all of a sudden
Babies are being made by the dozen out the ovens
Of women who can't even drink yet
They can't even think yet
Yet they have convinced themselves that their mindset
Will change as this child increases their age
I'm simply amazed
I'm simply amazed by this craze
These are thoughts that I think
That get thought of by others on a day to day...

"From Up Here"

I watched from a distance

As the weathering of those bringing the storm tarnished your image.

The once declared beauty Queen now a meer shell of herself,

Looking for answers in the most unlikely of places.

I watched from a distance

As the rocks that were being thrown at you got bigger and bigger.

The once "most popular" kid in high school now searching

For someone to hold on to.

I watched from a distance

As the ground below you kept falling out from underneath you.

The once athletic volleyball player now as agile as a slug

Praying that she can hold on just a little longer.

I watched from a distance

As the past that once haunted you came up from the dead.

As the once secretive socialite

Hoped no one knew anythng about her.

But I watch from a distancce

As you wear your jacket and stand your ground

As the same storms that destroyed you are passing.

I watch from a distance

As you shield off those rocks that were once thrown at you

And continue to move forward.

I watch from a distance

As the ground falls from underneath you

You find something to hold on to and pull yourself up.

I watch from a distance

As you continue to move forward

Through the storms

Through the rocks thrown at you

Out of the holes you fall in

And the insecurities that have held you back.

I watch from a distance

But as I watch

I notice how much closer you are

To reaching that final point.

I watched and continue to watch.

Ghetto Gumbo

The fact that I've been told to take this more serious makes me curious

Delerious to that same fact, matter of fact

I really wish I could go back

To a time where a rhyme was something to do to pass the time

Instead of being the valve that releases so much steam

In the hopes it copes my self-esteem

Born son raised bastard

Hear my story on many a block

Young man slanging the rock, many are shot

Get a little bit of money, act funny, and get spotted

All of a sudden you're caught

And it's almost better if it's the DEA that gets you

Because if the streets catch you you're DOA, no rescue

God blessed you

With the ability to sell anything to anyone

But the Devil showed you how to turn it into funds

A gumbo pot of rocks, cash, hoes, and guns

 

Over a bed of lies

 

Who's ready for dinner time?