Friday 26 April 2013

hmmm?!!!!

u play ur part
tasked as the masked man
hiding inside my mind
im telling u i dont like it like that
so so sew it all together
stich ur mouth shut and then try to state
to me and say along with me.. to=get= her
is all u gotsta.. got star get

to have an extra hand
so heres the plan
i am stan-d-ing more and more
closer to the call
and and i worn
u that in comparison to who u
I my.. hold it.. me hang on.. me aw fuck what im tryna say is
Im hot and u jus  a
warm worm in the bottom of a tequila bottle
wat u say is pitiful and im board of all the birds
that wanna eat u lil worm as a treat
in the morn or am
you ooo-ing thin,king u king
well then sing
a song that makes u number sunshine again

or u could just take it all away
playing this game
yeah its funny aint it
that 4 u its making money
4 me this skill is how i tell
you- i got sumthing more than
this picture of an affliction
of mr mezzing
this im sezzing the
meaning messing with the real
meaning the miss mistaken rap
raw mary and all what the alter dreams
says is what was ready
at the time ..u say i choke but in reality
u know now this is the rope to hang to
and thru to the truth
that was all she wrote
of wat is truely true
a typical note
middle c
i see my dreams
so eloquently

them up there like dancer or prancer blitz-en in bits an
most of u think u is a lamb or a ram of christ
oh shit that wasnt wise
chosen to do sumthing nice in this diced game
plain and simple usa fuckng dimple on the the cheek
of lies and sin
u think they pikd u
ill prick u with the pins and needles freak
u all pop sheep playing for history keep sakes
in this fake society
heres the rair hiar fires and there hear me rioting
while u sleep on ur feet
like a shop of treats
Im lyrically sweet'
hahahaha now wheres my beat

coz m about to loose my mind
i needa fuckng DR on time
to buy me a label of the insane kind
why do i drink this wine
when it could be water
why do i sit in yearn to learn from the master
of creational disasters im asking now the taskers
the do'ers and real real masters
this is not the plaster to hold it together

only my soul will stand
in the modern testament
of lights and signs
sirens and chymes
alarms and charms
yeah im the one ur after
comming up last to have the last laughter
haha its funny that laughter and slaughter are the same word it is jus an s
yes that would be semantically sentencing happiness to a death wish
if u get me bitch
hitch another knotch in this belt
coz i felt im winning this one
ha hun isnt it fun

celebrity calibre u see me there
thats me saying i got a shot at this
and blunt bullets ready and lined up
4 u mutts so stop the hit of disclassed crude fake arses
on my tv screen and radio
it IS death to the woman of the dream team America scene
score 1
u betta run
from war
nth korea
dosnt like what u r doing to the world
from ur westen besten hiper glipsen disn those who aint got a show
a show of shoes whos got the best well on our feet we all got atleast
two nails
jesus
dont fail me

but i think ill jus snailed all yas in ya fancy cars
yeah id ratha throw snails at you and hope it hurts
than really shot u down with this war of words


but thats not the mantra i wanted to take
so stop
before i miss my mistakes
fait remains my savor
to my taste i place 
a step into this 
with some form of grace
thank U God

Sunday 21 April 2013

weather man

swing thru the air
beautiful souls stand near
so u get to hear the new race
is disgraced as a world
yeah?
in agreement arnt we all
no im wrong well then
read the next line

u come thru looking behind ya
and over ur back while u lay flat
i stand tall with a shot of poppy syndrome
back to reaching ur goals and bits
of time that in which u can say
successes u got
u got ur way

failin into evil
here comes u.. to ur death
dying here trying
I am
so u can be gone so long
because im sick of being and been wrong

till november when the sun shines again
i gotta get sum shady shadows upon my face
thru the pain of the window
glass house smashd on christmas eve
cash injections into the heart on my sleave


so play it any way
like little children u r
and will always stay
hey hey
im not diggin my own grave
im digging urs
so u can jump in
and realise dead and gone
is where u belong

u got it yet
im doing u a favor digging
the last bed you shall sleep in
the death of u
is what the weather man predicted
so hear me know as the rain comes down
just dance and sing lalallast song ull ever know

and then to look up again
and see god
silence now
is not what we need
we need to be awakend to the realities

but u cant speak
bullet in ur back
light opens and u go down
and begin to drown
and the light turns to flames
and u realise
hell is where ur going
no surprise to me
ur successes were the sequel
to evil and the devil
if u cant beat em then join em
jim
beaming signs
now u wont be scheming
me again
and if u try to scheme the devil and his many men
ull find ur hell is the sound of flames licking ur pain and screaming dreams
thats if ur able to sleep
while the puss from ur life wounds seep
u need soap and disinfectant for ur life in the depths of hell

the lambs limbs gnna chase ya
face it u failed
so a life long time of lies and mediocrity belief systems
an option u had to be so good in ur days
and now u regret the bet u made with life

sun shining
it must be november
gone till
i remember
heat hot
crying with no shame
the dust will settle
if u get scared of hell then tell me
will u look upward in this life
its worth the walk at the end in to the light
so u dont end in the fight of heavens opposite home
and inside out we all here to show the truth the way and the light
so stop the pity full fight
dont belive everything u hear
coz we are here so be good to this ground that everyday ur feet step on
be kind to the people u see and meet
dont judge the collarmen and media as gospel

incessantly is the fickle man, making his plan
so tune changes and the following the real rules
the rest of these verses were found



and then the weather man made one last prediction
of a love for life love of the beat
love for height
love for the right
love of earth
the love of our birth to beauty
people see
we are the heaven lost to be found again
if we cant find it here
where are u going
another life reincarnated time to repeating the tick of the clock face
new lesson on ur new street
another shot at faith and controlling ur fait in this hard life
advertising gets amongst ur brain
persuasion of the truth in this creation
makes me sick ever day

walk in the nature
run into the future
be ur truth
to meet the maker
of the true in this creation
walk as an angel does
toward the life in which wealth is about holistic health

monetary wealth isnt the aim
thats just the white collar mans game
media shame

music gain
true representation as to where the world is at
dont party like its ur last life
love like its ur last life

im no tool in the game of money money money
im more than letting myself sell out for the wrong time
i will claim my place though
here is where i stand
dont need your money to hold my hand
money is my tool
im not a tool  to money
he money
she money
we money
we all gotta be money makers
but we dont have to be fakers

thats why i thank this land
spirit show them thats what we gotta understand
ur out there reaching and paying a fee to be pretty
here teaching the biggest lesson all for free to create tru wealth and perfection
souls are our true teachers
ur soul got sumthing to say to u so fucking listen

the mist of the falculty of evil deeds
is winning this
when it was due to lose
u gotta be true
wait stop dont shoot
i had a dream

to live another way
so lets give it a go
i may be a dreamer of faith
that may be my flaw in our time
i know though im heading higher for good

i had a dream
GOD and I will walk thru the gardens of heaven
i had a dream
that this creation survived "US"
i had a dream
that the world was made of love
i had a dream
GOD is proud of our survival
i had a dream
and so we all did see
truth and beauty

love all
xoxo









Friday 12 April 2013

if i ever could say the sky would die, id say it was because the ground didnt sing in the skys day anymore. all because we used to speak their stories.. but now we just look at the tales of the gods like theirs is a "no more" kinda sound.
some say wats lost will still stand proud, until the day we are ready to talk of them again.
not of then but of now we must start to speak.