Art; Not a Crime.

 

Fuck air,

My pen is my life's connection,

ink bombin wall's got everybody's attention,

ski mask, hoddies; no robbery just reflection,

an art' seen as crime by ignorant prepotentius,

bastard's now as i,

intrude the room,

i refuse to be pursued so my movement's is smooth,

quick, strike, bike, dip, & im gone,

mural left on a wall, to be the envy of all.

(Written by me)

Work in Progress.

 

Corazon sentenciado, Hecho pedazos a mi lado,

En Mil años….. Aqui estaras.

 

Porque razones te han maltratado,

si solo amor es que tu entragado.

en mis manos, te dejare.

 

Y aqui siempre te guardare.

 

Como es que la vida puede ser cruel,

todo este tiempo eperandote,

quiero olvidarme del ayer,

y me propuso el amanecer.

 

donde estaria sin tu amor,

sin tu gentil sabor y ardor,

sin tu precensia al mi alrededor,

juro me muero de dolor.

 

 

y ahora estar sin ti,

no!, prefiero no pensar,

esa sonrisa es eterna,

y de ella quiero mas,

|^^,|

 

Even if you stutter,

You makin it clear as glass

That you wanna make a future and forget about ya past

So why don’t we just stick to a plan

& plan' not to plan our adventure's we'll leave it to Fate's hand's.

Tonight’s a Good Night; I had a feeling.

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I have my off day’s just like everyone else. I have my times when i don't feel inspired and even if i try i cant release a simple line to start the creative juices. That’s just fine cause i need my time to recollect myself and think about life in general.

 

Something's going on in my life; A change for the better, it Started off as seed, but some how it’s growing & growing at a steady healthy pace. Something I've wanted/needed for a long time now.

I Stroll thru life Incognito.

Link to Instrumental: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-It3PBrp8h0&feature=related

Dirty Money-Angel's Intrumental.

I wanna get paid for abusin the mic
always live life,

Imma soulja wit stripes, A cold Figure man.
What the meaning of, Hopeful Dreaming
when someday some random dude just might leave me leanin
Everywhere I go the angels I see em
Hail mary, tell mary I miss her
I shed a tear hopin death don't kiss ya
But its coming like that last train
I can feel it through my damn veins,

soul’s engulfed in mad flames.
I don't wanna leave, I wanna be, on a beach,

Somewhere far from where these corners be,

Live my life trankilo Quieto,

Away from Prietos, scheming on my money,

Actin like they cant be next yo.

Im mad respectful, if that line aint crossed,

Cause once it’s on, my last word’s I’ll be Vaya con dios,

Don’t think u want them soft spoken.

And that’s a promise; let’s be honest’ I’m beyond it

I’m tired of emerging

Every night from thick splurges

Of marijuana smoke. Newport’s

It seems worthless

I seem alright on the surface

But on the flipside-

I'm Buggin

My ghost’s have me runnin

to church receivin sermon.

And I wanna change my ways

I pray to god everyday

Please lord; help me keep my mind sane.

When they read me my wrongs at the gate

Hope it’s not too late, to say,

I wish to stay just for another day,

So that I may right my wrong’s,

When I cease to exist’ it’ll be bliss, final goodbye

Forehead kissed by real people in whose lives I’ll be missed.

Have mercy on me.

(Written by Me)

Randomly Written; but Significance’ Much more.

Recent dreams have involved you,

How did we come this far thru,

Sights of you spark déjà vu,

And hopes that I might see you soon.

Trivial resemblance,

& a thought that's never ending,

Of how u make me feel brand new.

Late night confrontations,

Conversations in rotation,

Keeping me at my world's end,

This thought is so revealing,

But u have me thru the ceiling,

Make me wanna change my ways,

You make me feel alive,

And I hope that it’s a sign,

Of what life is gonna bring.

I've accepted my falls,

My past' is past gone,

I've ripped down my walls

But most of all

I love who you are

And that who you aren't,

It’s what makes you complete,

You’re all that I see,

And as it seems,

You make me feel brand new.

(Written By Me)

Spur Of The Moment.

Link to Instrumental: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2m2iQ99TGR4

(Start on .22 sec)
Moments came and passed away,
in the shinning light of a brand new day,
where angels play with my mistakes,
and all i see’s your eyes,
piercing me with no delay,
you approach me and i go insane,
then fuel pumps thru my hopeless vein’s,
filling me with life.
____________________________________
Hold me;x2   (Female Vocalist)
You’re the only thing that’s keeping me alive,
Hold me; x2  (Female Vocalist)
but i just cant see what’s behind your brown eyes.
____________________________________
(Mellow & Spaced out)

and as time passed,
i learned to heal my wounds…
with thoughts of bliss,
& hopes that ill see you soon…
fighting my nightmares,
not knowing where you are…
i built a wall; so that i could hide my scars…
funny thing about that is that;
you meant the world to me,
but i tend to remember about the pain’ when you’re,
so far away me,
so far away me,
so far away me,
so far away me,
_____________________________________
(Chorus)
_____________________________________

(Written by me.)

Blasphemy; in the worst moment of my life.

(Wrote this around late 07)

Tal parece mil anos que me diste tu amor,
eh perdido tu mente, no conosco tu voz,
la vida no me quire, me dejado perdido,
mas nunca intentare de anamorarme enseguido,
tras las noches de encanto que me decias mi amor,
y tus labios de fuego que me dieron calor,
no los tengo en mi vida, y lamento yo el tiempo,
que duramos hablando, memorias ya ni los siento,
tu decidiste que tu no eras para mi,
y te fuistes con aquel que no sabe nada ti,
fui yo que estaba todo el tiempo contigo,
tu siempre estas en mi mente quiero sacarte ensegido,
no se que yo are para olvidarme de ti,
tus recuerdos me cortan, es un juego infantil,
adonde esta la persona que me hace sentir?
con todo mi alma, y me hace reir,
solo quero tener una mujer que me ame,
que en los dia y noches no puedo esperar que me llame,
y saber que me quiere con todo su voz,
su alma, su mente y mas que todo su corazon,
si la encuentro creo que la vere pasar,
no esperare otravez que me vuelva a matar…
(Written by me)

Where’s this feeling coming back From?

So many thing’s seem to be cluttering my mind lately, Thing’s that worry me intensely. However, thru the course of the last weeks something or should i say someone has managed to make a wedge for herself thru all the nostalgic feelings and clutter. She’s managed to re-entwine a certain connection i deemed lost or broken. This little bit of trust i so longed and Craved is once again slowly starting to grow on it’s on. It’s like a rip in time, where everything seems to slow down and thoughts just patiently process while life passes by. I’ve asked myself the on going questions of “am i mentally and emotionally ready to even pursue any kind of; anything?” & i have managed to insert the bleak amount of hope that’s left to answer’ Yes.

I think needed to come out of this loner state of mind i put myself into for so long.. She’s doing just that. Late night conversations prolongingly make me want more. I feel unsettled when no contact is given and by some random thought and luck her company is more than rather enticing; it’s welcomed. Knowing more about her is all that flurries thru my head’ while she speaks truths that i too care to equally share. I Surrender to images of her throughout the day & night mentally divulging my mind & i wonder…

Y Ahi Estas Tu’ |^^,|

Truth Be Told…

Sometimes I feel like a prophet
Misunderstood 
Under the gun like a new disease

I want a Guitar.

I want to play this one day in a Karaoke bar or something in front of allot of people. I feel like this is something that was from the Deepest part of me.

Distraughten words get muffled by my own reflection,
as if my shadow has no better thing’s to do,
i sit aside my soul continuously vexing,
to try and see if i can make tomorrow new,

but how am i supposed to live with out you?
how am i supposed to live with out you?

Ripping out what’s inside i consider that’s it over,
only to be reminded that I’m such a fool,
allowing room for new thought’s to make me colder,
on the hottest day of June.

tell me’ how am i supposed to live with out you?
how am i supposed to live with out you?

Something I've been cooking up in my head.

(Drake-Successful Instrumental)

Something i wrote randomly.

My only Focus is Dinero cause Women play too many Games,
I think it’s time to let go; ugh’
But the Kid is so Forgetful’
That they get away with murder in his face You’d think he’d let’em know.. na.
But’ thats not the case with this man,
He sits back and they do dirt just to see how much that he can stand.. damn.
When is he gon learn his lesson? that its all about the paper,
everything comes in progression, man.

Memories keepin me secluded & booted,
askin myself “why do i keep on doin this? …. like a foolish kid.”
but thats exactly who i is, call me 3 am is exactly what she did. lifes a bitch.
the ganja in my brain keeps me up like hero-aine,
insaine over this dame over again.
but my Feelins is that deep, so i creep,
around her life cause its her i seek,
everytime my heart gets weak & bleeds, it needs to see and speak to thee.
To make her believe in me and see “im where she needs to be”.
Used To talk day and night, never a fight’ cause we both knew that love; was what made it all right
but im wrong, thats why im bleedin on this song,
cause something so right never’ ever lasts long….
na man, it just doesnt,
thats just life’ fuck it.

Now reality just set in,
she means as much to me
as the body that my minds in.
didint know who i was loosin,
im on the outside’ yellin let me in.

Dark Time’s; Dark Time’s

Sometimes when are at our lowest when we need a friend or someone to just listen… No one is around. That’s something I’ve grown accustomed to but to this day, to this very moment it didn’t bother me. There’s no one I can call, no one i can pour everything out to because the truth is no one cares anymore. I don’t expect hand outs but everyone is in there little world and so distant so it makes me just resent everything I’ve gained for, whatever little that may be. These last few weeks have been torture on me and I haven’t been dealing with it in a healthy way. I feel myself snapping, Losing my mind slowly and I can’t take my thoughts anymore.

This fucking economy is messing with my head’ I can’t find a job anywhere that’s worth it. It has me contemplating petty theft, armed robbery, home assaults and unfortunately Im ready for it. I have no decency left in my head, moneys what I need to get out of this dump and situation of credit card bills piling up’ while I actually do my best to be a decent member of the same society that’s making me feel unfit. Don’t get me wrong ill pick up trash in a stadium shit even on the streets of NY but how can I do that when no one is hiring?

The dukes is pressuring me to help out with bills and I dearly and sincerely want to help but how can I? When I have soo many problems of my own plus now I have hers to deal with too? Na, now I’m actually wishing my father was here to ease the burden on all of us. He’s out in Boston struggling while were here doing the same’ so why can’t my mom and dad stop being so fucking hard headed and just live together for the sake of all our mental sanity? It doesn’t even hurt to have him gone and me not talking to him at all, I’m used to it but fuck’ I’m being given the role that he’s supposed to fill. I’m supposed to be a male father figure for sam, be a role model for tink and  help my mom out with financial decisions that I’m just not up to. I’m so compelled to help her out, how can I refuse to help her… I can’t but the truth is.. I just can’t. Sfh.. Fml.

I know this is only a bump and that things are gonna get better but FUCK man I’ve been in a slump for the last 4 years and shit isn’t getting better. I have something in my life that I enjoy. I enjoy speaking with her, I want to see where things go but how can I if Im fucking broke, have no car anymore and have not even a phone to keep in contact with. uGh, idk what ima do, I used to be so used to being so fresh every day, chillen with my friends, having a car, having extra money in my pocket to go to the movies and just go out in general. I miss my past so much because my near future isn’t looking good if I don’t ground my head and feet. I just wish I wasn’t living in Brooklyn and id be back in my old neighborhood with friends and family, in an atmosphere im used to but I suppose things are always forever changing.

So Things Aren’t Going Smooth..

I wish i knew how to deal with life lately. Things are just so out of place, i guess its cause of me having to adjust to so many things at once. I have me wanting to leave school because i need to find a job, Plus the fact that i messed up by not going for a while so i have no choice now. The fact that i need money just makes everything so much more complicated. Money brings cars, clothes, phones etc plus women which is something i recently have been stressing. Women seem to piss me off.. why? because it hard as Fuck to find a decent, trustworthy, clean one these days. It doesn’t surprise me why I’m single still, i just refuse to put my trust anywhere where it’ll be broken again.

So im just a man drifting around wandering, looking for answers & hope.

First Thought’s

Who knows what life has in store for us;

all i know is that its worth finding out.

Awe inspiring Line From Chambao.

MI EPIDERMIS
DESGASTADA POR TANTAS BATALLAS PERDIDAS
MIS NEURONAS
HABITADAS POR TANTO CONOCIMIENTO INUTIL Y SUBVERSIVO
Y MI ALMA ICONOCLASTA
PROCLAMAN SOLEMNEMENTE;
QUERERTE SIN AMBIGUEDADES,
SIN CODIGOS SECRETOS,
SIN NOSTALGIAS;
Y SIN CLAUSULAS OCULTAS.
ES UNA DECLARACION INGENUA,
TRANSPARENTE ,
Y SIMPLE
TE QUIERO