25.10.12

Free Ride

Everybody needs a ticket for living Everybody is in serech of a gimmick the quick rich Ever stop for a split sec to think it Once the actions are over Everyone wishes to the Ifs Everyone will make a mark, the carbon footprint Shifting the will of free minds will make a world of difference For the better of humankind A joke that's sickening Authority drew the line gave a name to the divine erased and created the records of time fakelore of ghosts that live in the sky that bless u with bread and wine The crime be that most will miserably die for living and protecting a lie Everybodys accustomed to living a life from the hand of the benefactor they will not bite Everybody needs a ticket, credentials, approval, social reinforcement for them blues Everybody needs a ticket The ride depends on how ya choose

26.8.12

Military Industrial Complex Phallic Consortium / Purgatorial Societies

How they done it, I do not know
Yall think this is the original show
Went from Matriarch to cocks
Tainted the bloodlines to create new kids on the block
Who gave knowledge to Indoeuro Peons?
Morph swastika Neo Cons
Bound by these forty eight laws
No change to your cause
How you can stand staring up your prison wall
No peace within, now all your energy is WAR

Omnipresent and your terror is non hesitant
Terra constantly scarred with craters from the dropping of your tips
You dive deep to penetrate and leave her hemorrhaging where no eyes can see
You apologize and continue with your policy
Its systematic empathic whips lashes, burn her to ashes
Owner of means assemble your teams for clashes
“Comrade the spoils of war we’ll use as currency
They only exchange is between you and me”
Battle cries for the umbrella
Shield selected puppeteers from the blood splatter
Kill them all and rape the daughters
All in the name of the father, a beast of another
Surrender thru inquisition, who amongst you wants this position
“Why are you screaming, the fire is cleansing”
Rest you poor soul your time here is Satan’s’ limbo


The rewards are closed circuits
When your works done, you fall and die in the pits
Body never separates from the mongers grips
Woe to the kids
The classified, is now televised and they will salute to die
Triumph over their will, is why they kill
Long hot barrel to the protesting people
Freedom and democracy are the only virtues
“By god, we will spread this by any means possible”


How they done it
Lay us down in a propaganda blanket
The mission is to support the effort
Do you know what it is?
I do not know
Yall think this is the original show
It is popular for its so profitable
G-men distortion creates information of dysfunction
This is very important
Rules that follow gaze the eyes to hollow
Regardless the language you still know the screams of sorrow
The insanity “yes, we can hope for a brighter tomorrow”

Root
Ride
Hog
Die

MOUNT VESUVIUS

Show me a gangster and I show you corpse
Show me a bitch and I’ll show you a whore
All I do is observe all of you and the nerve
Glad to be your target, mark ASS Trick
Speak of me in vain plot to take all you can
Messing with me you’ll catch gluttony
This here pours from me; you think your sky is pissing
How silly
I’m licensed to purchase WW3 and put the first bullet of
WW4 in your in your dome piece
(Rasta man) Please (eim ahfi talk from he neck)
Fuck how you stack bread; the hook is dead
And the fish don’t like, now you need a bite
Before the mic I felt Obligated to set fire to the night
Pull a tool, smile and shit on you Supervillain style
I do what I want without the know how
Go do your homework you anit got no class
Before I fail you with a full auto blast
Cats try to sideways me, they can’t match my degree
I’m the absolute, you will only equal me
Puffing trees and going deep keeps the peace
Yet some cats need repeated hands and feet
Show me a player and I’ll show you a loser
Show me a villain and I’ll jump out my forearm and go super
I am the SIX elements; I will drop my pants and yank my own shit
If you can’t see it in me your a visionary
Look up the definition so you can catch me clearly
Ya Don Pablo Cliche

Caught in the Horizon

Strain to see both sides
The horizon is where the sun dies
Back and forth, pass the horizon
To panorama the dark and light
Possibilities stand next to reality
Separated by the horizon
Birth
Universe
I was that energy moving thru
Over the stars, direct to you
With a helping hand
Bring’em back together
Celebrate the union
With a song and dance
Help heal the wounds of all nations
Sow the fruit back into the land
Peer into the “other side”
In better terms on the other hand
If heaven is in the sky
Then hell must be below it
The horizon proves this
Fire consumes this side of the horizon
One life for all, no lie it’s written down many times
Hollow has become it name
Death from the Metal War hawks above
Flames rise as hunters of prey fly by
Cities crushed in to his-story
Reread me the story
Boots crush blue bonnets that blossom from books
Buried beneath concrete
Over paved over and over
Nature resurfaces again and again
Beat it in and out of my head. I am dead
Who will protect the seeds from this side of the horizon?
To show them where they need to be planted
Where life is always the better side of the horizon
Until realized, you be a tool to both sides
Caught in the horizon

Death to the Salesman


All I hear are quotes
Stealing and repeating do not make you dope
Making me miserably with graphic depictions
Of brutal history
I do not need the Imagery
It just makes me angry
Fucking with me spiritually
The world is a new in the eyes of a few
I can only drop clues, and fight, and die for and with you
Open the gates to one nation
The vision of a better living
Working the system, push and pull against them
Not hiding and rebuking them
Knowingly accepted degrees from their board of trustees
Branded by their doctrine, useless as civilian
Selling wolf tickets to the revolution
Want to make it happen, but have no momentum to get it moving
Pointing the finger like you shooting
Berate the youth for not knowing what they do
Even though hey choose
Explain that will you
With words in your HATE, telling us it is Ok
While you enjoy the fruits of living their way
Fakeass Kunta Kentae
Selling me the axe, I do not need that
Learn how to motivate and holler back

Super Villain Muzik Pt 3 (From a what the fuck perspective)

Super villain be the I.V., you will only need me when you are dying
Verse to inspire, more than motivate
A brain cleansing of this Miseducation to you
Stepped in a zoot suit tailored by Zeus
Sharp as a saber tooth, moves like a mercenary troop
Third eye splits two red moons
Stood where the devil would in the shadows of the room
Mic misuses continues, in da head SV text computes
Brews and hydro breaks too, zone off bout why what I do
Versatile with this style, rewrite the creative tool
Free write to free verse poetic pleasure
So pleased to place words on a sheet
Microphone introduce me
Phoning home, mind blow, what would you like to know
Would you like fresh produce, call me ink from the pen
Then again, would you like more instructions on how to stop faking?
Watch me twist this to a mindbender for the social pretenders
Would you like a flow, see how long I can go
I can talk some gangster shit, bang bang from my click clack bitch
Talk bout love, women and ho’s, bragging bout my clothes
Where I am and who I know. Tell you bout that fire smoke
The system, maybe a rebellion, where this country is heading
History or slavery, lynching and raping
White, black, fags, Jews the Virginia tech shooter too
Obama, Bush, O.J., the back of Monica Blowinski’s throat piece
Negative rhymes, the minds that sign the contacts blind
Haiti on the decline, wet foot, dry foot, Tomahawk cruise missile
North Korea and Iran got the nuclear bomb too
I may have left out a few million issues
But do you want a show; this is the new Super villain tune
Need me yet. Are you dead? May I revive you?

SUPERVILLAIN MUZIK PT 2


They take away more than they give back
Hence the term income tax
Well if I had a billion dollars
I’d use 100 million to make another billion
Then I’ll have 2 billion 100 million dollars
I’d be hanging with scholars
Learn the secret of the Mayflower
You will be living my dream I’ll create human beings
Mix and match just to see how’d you react to the paper and things
I’d do it all with my 2 billion 100 million dollars
Super bling like the Queen of England Villain

Super villain bitch
Battle tech creates 3rd worlds in the streets
Bet cha lil homie show you about Tech- 9olgy
Super villain 123 45 billion
Goal in my sights, here to make a super villain killing
Tapping each and every mind with direct lines
At each and every scene I unfold my super villain scheme
To reign super villain supreme
Global dominance is my super villain dream
This means taking over everything
Do these rap cats a favor
What they eat lacks flavor
Give’em a super villain piece so the can savor
The free verse of the super villain savior
Ha ha that just the way it goes so face the wall and get ya head blown


Exit the old
Welcome to the super villain Terror dome
Did you know that you’ll end up on my team?
You will rise to the top and become the super villain cream
We’ll crush the competitors like oceanic pressure
Freely flow the words at the sound of super villain speed
World renown I hold the super villain crown
All you mic grabbers please bow down
Super villain 6’5”
Super villain lighting quick
A super villain force to be reckoned with
They say what that stench…is
ProV to the super villain Shit
You’ll be appalled yet you’ll applaud at the freshness
Super villain click
Super villain clack

SUPERVILLAIN MUZIK

SUPERVILLAN MUZIK



Bump that super villain music and a lil bit of ultra violence with it
My clock on the wall speaks Orange.
Ode to the Midnight
Super Villain you eye for an eye
Do not let me catch you looking thru my sights
You big brother satellite, send a rocket blast you out the sky.

That Super villain music has me butt naked throwing fist and kicks
Hold horse stance for 5, build my chi and fire balls fly
At those, Goodie new shoes grins and corporate 401 Kers
White-collar players
Getting molested during confession
Here comes the power in a pen lining out blessing
To those in this prison- call it earth
The biggest game of cat and mouse
Use my super Villain tactics
My destruction is fantastic,
Clinch of my fist
Situation super villain drastic
Boom Bam Ass kick
Super villain flip land in the Pose of a super villain Ninja
Low Key like splinter, enter super villain realm
Your hell begins
Please believe that completes the end.
I’ll go on a marathon with my super villain pen
Write a laser beam for the competition
Laugh as they melt away
Like green and tan ARMY men fighting in a microwave
Cruse to the finish line
Stereo plays “chariots of fire”, while it is on fire
Holding my smile super villain style

Darkness

DARKNESS

It is dark on my forearm
It is dark in my thoughts
These dark thoughts set off alarms
Do not know how I got these thoughts
The darkness I never sought
From where this darkness came
I cannot explain
Into my life the darkness came at an early age
My persona never showed this disorder
The darkness was right around the corner
Waiting to come out the cage
All that I chronically denied
I could no longer hide
I was at the will of darkness
The darkness took me for a ride
The tendency was not in me
To dis ease another human being
The darkness came out of me
Blood, darkness was happy to see
The darkness does not like to hide
The darkness poisons if held inside
The darkness will help you seek revenge
The darkness knows no means to an end
Darkness will aid you in your crimes
The darkness controls the Killer Mind
The darkness don’t ask who, what or why
The darkness only shares the bowels of your life
I swim the Mariana Trench of my soul
A place far from normal and bitterly cold
The creatures down here I am afraid to know
The pressures to gain control
There is only so much room for Darkness to roam

Life Forms


Spawned from life forms,
Their agendas interrupted
Blessed by perfection yet blemished
Battle with womb-mate, Clash of Titans
Forever hate
Life forms speak of luminous bile
Their eyes hold dire sights for the unsuspecting
Never guided, never counted
In fact “whose idea”
Trust was molested, Patience tested
Vindictive for transgressions unnecessary
Life forms become weary.
Dilapidated
Forgave never forgotten
Heavy wrath yet never lift a finger
Ramifications for this gash in my posterior
Life less forms.

Oba Richards

No Woe For Humanity

No woe for humanity
Blood sows the future
Held by reason not reality; seems we will never control
Culture strip; asking why we act like this
Something they created
This artificial life has no grip, no roots to grab on (foundation)
you know we can’t fly by life on auto pilot
Untapped capacity of me, we think and do we know and choose
Let out the creativity, Enlighten for the rest to be As One,
Spread out, Create; lift our voices to be heard out loud
So there will be no woe for humanity.
Sift thru the madness and those who do evil
Something they created
Some of us do not act as people
Should we act as people?
Something they created
We must know life and death
We must know heaven and hell
We must know that out there is “Something they created”
Until known, we brush off and stand tall
Won’t be much longer we can hold on for when
There is no woe for humanity

Reborn


Reborn, no memories
They are old as those lies
You were told to believe
Lost in the world of matter
Your spirits a derelict
Like child who is only there for the check

The animation is paper-thin and you are a trace
I am the template. Now you got material to work with
How do you consider change to each circle you enter?
Blind to your limits with your eyes on profits
Attracted to the words of prophets
Whose quotes are the sum of knowledge
How dare you eat and vomit for likes and comments

May I strive for a higher reality?
Orbiting these social scenes is old as
They claim the earth to be
When my soul cease to evolve call me god
That is not coming back
I sit over yonder and strike a match
See the fumes of gasoline on the horizon
It is only another form of destruction
Like water and winds and the reasoning of humans
Appearing at a time predetermined

“Thank you for the thoughts
They are no words to talk
You tell the half-truth based on laws
MY name is OBA”

Shaken

I approached you shaken
I held your hand, but you never shook me
Though your present state
Your beauty over took me
From the first look see

I saw all that is creation and what it could be
Destruction and the ability to create
Nothing is gone until it has gone away
Wipe those tears off your face
I have no cape, but words of faith

Hold on to me it will be OK
You may explain your current pain
I will help you not to hold it in vain
Your hearts in flames, cool words soothe
What has shaken you, stirring you
To come undone
Form what’s not cool
These words as I hold you
Hold you from shaken your faith,
With shields you are bound to create

I say these words to hold you
As I hold your hand, letting you know I understand
I hold your hand you understand
So don’t be shaken

Oba Richards

Status Quo

Beat’em in the head with the status quo
Choke’em out with the status quo
Shackle their wrist with the status quo
Lock’em in the status quo
Tell’em how they violated the status quo
Tell’em how much they owe the status quo
How many moments of their lives will be lost to the status quo?
Tell’em they should be thankful for the status quo
The status quo is for the protection of the people
The ones who worship the status quo
Only do so cause they don’t know
Radical change is the enemy of the status quo
Crucial movements of conscience crush the status quo
Status quo Gestapo engage a swift slaughter of all who oppose
Justification of the status quo is justified after the status quo explodes
Its a spectrum of considerations and compassion is the code
The status quo is black and white and benefits a small number of people
Those Westphalians and their pillaging, all for the status quo
A forced fed experience called the status quo

Tell me what u think

I’m home sick for land somewhere I never been
I ask my self “What would life be if we never crossed the sea”
Should of’s, could of,s, would of’s, will build you a time machine
I am up during the day, yet I still dream
Of a scene as aspiring like we see on TV’s
It is a rule that surrounds me and they call it the CREAM
The Land of abundance is still a victim of rapping
I know why all the freedom fighters died; it was part of the big scheme

I observe the animal kingdom, and there are lessons to learn about harmony
Willie had the Master’s plan and it all was not bout lynching
Yes I know times have changed but the effect are still rippling
You will not send us all back; Marcus Garvey tried that
By any means seemed necessary, and Malcolm got the X
Martin was the King at uniting, who was taking just because a dream
The Panthers of the Black community nearly went extinct
There is something truly wrong tell me what you think


Oba Richards

With In


Thankful to come from within
Beauty and Horror all from within
The power of Now can come from within
Sounds a little colorful, but it comes from within
Channel the spiritual, bonds forth from within
Within our souls, Within US
Forces of righteousness duels with damnation is
All within.
Able to harness the light from within
A tool to breach the darkness within
At first the feelings strange but, its coming from within
Disseminate this truth, because it comes from within
A part that’s not seen but it resides within
To seek else where is useless
It is always there within



Oba Richards


Thoughts of Love

I love to get high
It would soothe the pain inside
Love this so much
I could love it til I die

I love between her highs
Self abandonment when cumin inside
A pleasure I sought became uncontrollable
Hypnotize her for this love then she is disposable

I love to be hated
I love to see them fake it
Balling their fist up for a hand shake
Would love to see them test their fate
For my destruction I would love to display

I do not believe I ever met love on any single day
Love that most know is only deception in many different ways
Soon as you lose your… so called love
It immediately turns to hate

Good to know that love will never obey
Wasted my time trying to control it in the first place
Would get jealous when love acted rebellious
Would get suspicious when love didn’t check in
Would get violent wondering where love has been

Thoughts of love
Oh love my love
Your beauty is everlasting
Fresh like a flower
You only open for passion
Oh love my love


Oba Richards
Providasound
PROVS
2010

treez wrap


VA tested
My sardines got mercury
Ginger bread
Uncle Sam
CIA, operation believe that shit
Natural virus
Family trait
Pissed in the drinking water
Straight down the line
Talking bout your traffic
Triple capacity Jitney
I charge a flat rate
Wipe your own feces
Pissing out of a truck
DT’z
Shakedown solicitors on stimulus dirt road
Treez wrap Treez wrap


Socks to my knees
Jacket like Inspector G
Go and get your gat and get Gully gangsta G
Sometimes I see Life thru your eyes
Still those things I must go thru

Treez Wrap Treez wrap one last time



War Games (shittalk)


I play War games to stay paid, do I Slack.
No way, I train all day
You can run your simulation, to step up your game
Once we go LIVE, you will not survive
All I do is strive, to lighten up my life
Florescent the night, I own the moonlight
Take a look at the south east Sky, I’ll show you right

Grind because I am in the Machine, The gears sheer off shining bits of me
You gather it up to make your bling
The game went soft, I will all out you with my Kalishnakoff,
Embrace you before I dust you off, you child in the forest; LOST.
Head nod, my skillz go mad like a schizo in a acid bath
Assault your Merc team, they can’t sustain like me, Maintain like me
I check the checks over, my stats blow over, these cats who do not know enough
They proceed to huff and puff
Running number one, know your position, you trying to catch up,
I guess you know your position
Steadily pulling away form the fake C’z that challenge me
Fair I don’t play, Last thing you see is Enola Gay
Atomic your whole day
What war games
Run that fade; form my hands into grenades, Blow you away, go ahead and disintegrate."
For hell on earth you Pray, your war games
I throw it if you call, dance with you since you ball
Shit on the whole lot of yall heehaw WAR GAMES


Oba Richards

Wasted Use

Mellow in the hood, is like starving when your upper-class
Makes nonsense, like a contradiction
Being material wealthy, yet you poor soul.
Digging to you will surface some bones
Dead to life and all it has to offer
We’re No longer a receptacle for nature’s true power
Narcissist, Malevolent, hell-bent on destruction
Frustration from this malfunction
Detest this current situation
Patterns which thoughts process develops infatuations
Leveling off from realizing that I never left the ground
I have so much pride I’m determined to fly.
Soaring from these doomed days,
Bathe in love and harmony
Yes, I smile and this is all of me
Emotions, determine Attitudes
Man I think I blew a fuse
I’m not shining like I use to
No reason faking it to make it
That is a waste of a “use”



Oba Richards '08

23.8.12

The Banner Of the Bandit

The Banner of the Bandit

Seen only at the center of the sun
With eyes of cannons perched as hawks
On a mountain
Out of view like a captive
From the hooded executioner

Last moment flash before the eyes
Hushed into a promise
Death whispers tell no lies

Lost with the distance
Walls melt to the sky

Fires flicker with forgiveness
Faded sparks morph to butterflies
They fly away to heaven
They fly away to heaven
Flying parallel with hell
Farewell to the aspirations
A story life will never tell

Rage unfurls the banner with a rumble of thunder
Biddings of the master are only motives disaster

Feeding off the lack of sympathy, he breathes
Workers of iniquity sacrifice their horrors
For death by the crack of the banner

Racing against the winds of vengeance
On rides the bandit into evermore
Speed of GOD not required
No want of confidence when carrying these colors

Moonless night shades the heart
Blood fills retribution sights
A Vampires’ appetite

Last ride is every mission
Lordly is the spirit of the bandit
A legend who became a mystic
For his inglorious characteristics
Made immortal by cowardly critics
Who live for the banner, flown by the bandit

Star Knowlegde

Crack open the head of an initiate
Sacrificed by the thousands
Rub my gums after touching frog glands
Heading into a rift,
Above my head the depths are spinning
Cycling thru revolving doors laid out in a figure eight
Ceremonial sweat provoked by the drum
Mystical bliss pumped into the blood system
Solar complex bowing to greatness
Complex of the soul reflex
Sending back vibrations after changing them
There’s a new light adjust the third eye
They provide shades for filtration
An advisory lay in stone
Sensors trigger the klaxon
A warning of suspect information
Three days in the mountains
Having conversation with a dragon
About understanding this light of love everlasting
The great let go, no room for the load

Quote

I am that famous quote
I am that image funny but true
I am the moment captured
I am the hostage
U see, all the world is not a stage
Although there are 7 billion parts to play
They got acts, scenes and impromptu
You can be a god, a victim, the devil or a appointed fool
You can be a king pin with henchmen that do favors for politicians
You can be a holder of knowledge
But only gives it out for profit
You can be President of the World, when ever they give the order
You can be an activist fighting for animals, trees and water
You can be a father of sons or a mother of daughters
You can be a child of shame to be never loved by another
You can be the killer and keeper of ur brother
You can degrade and dominate ur sister
You can seek love from minions of the media
"u can get it if u really want it"
If ur persistent as an anti government Facebook post
U hostage, don't u feel captured?
It's funny and true
"CCMF" is my favorite quote

Blacked Out

The pictures to protect
Events haunting
Scenes ripping my present to fabric
Segments inserted and removed
Version labeled; A Functional You
Prepare for the worst as they intrude
Ill-fated and tranquil
Like flower fields on a landfill
Set to flames, keys to "the happy place"
To trigger revenge; which reminds me why I hate you
Love lost
none can be found
not even one
The constructed collection of the worlds imperfections
Destroyed history
Make me remember your memories
I lay to sleep and when I wake I have no memory of memories

Monday

The times are now
Niggaz rappin on live TV with they pants down
The times are now
Say what u want and don't forget to shout out the sponsor
The times are now
Masses hypnods from bombardments of the media
The times are now
One side, two faces and many factors
The times are now
It's rough out here like rip tides
That could be a lie
This city of mutilated material
Animals in garments, so beautiful
Gentrys going hungry, hungry hippo
The times are now
Give up this lifestyle?
U must have the mad cow
My gains come from Yall being drained
Ya mind, body and souls is how I reach my goals
Some think they are in, but really have no control.
The times are now
Would they really kill us all?
Only after maximum profits
Only after they steal ur patent
Only after they claim ur words
Only after u have no worth
The times are now
They got ya by the big guns
Aimed at ur head so try to run
What you doing round here, u dead son
They only like a few
Kill the rest of them
The times are now

It will Happen again

Success depends on miseries
Behavioral defects from the genome project
Vigils to memorial
historical open wounds
Future bright was it a flash of doom
Shit eats my face and it left this smile I can't erase
Fear is a word not, a color or an image of well kept
Don't let "why" be ur last breath
15000 everyday have no choice but to accept
age, hunger, treatable diseases,
picking a number in a war of casualties,
statistic of the inner city;
street walkers vanish with ease,
Gangsta personas fantasies of the demise they meet,
Vets left to die in the streets.
Dying in da field has new meaning
Prime time living got a whole lot dreaming
for a wake up call
Cause its so easy to send ur heart across the country
cause we all must take part in the tragedy
Success depends on miseries

8.4.12

Mullegain Stew

In the cittyy, city of Babylon
They keep'em working
They keep'em working
Until ya break, uh
Break, break ya body
... Break, break ya mind
Break, break ya soul
Killer Babi


Disappointed god
Creations don’t believe in perfection
Knowledge is only for occupations
Made from the faintest light on the first day
Floating thru a wormhole
... The blink of an eye journey
Slows to a dimming pulse
Ejected into the frigid vacuum
Disappointed
Here I exist in suspension
For a perfect moment coming my way

Le Voyage De Penelope/six chamber music

?Im not sad
?u focus by looking thru stained glass
?had my nervous system removed
... ?there is no connection to any of u
?trying faith not ur news
?just stories of those of terrible...
?co heroin ent

Lazy day
Don't know if I want to float or sink
Smoke or drink
Think real hard or not at all
Should I take my time or pin ball
... Wear all black or all white, tonite
I don't know my lazy day is still hazy
It will only get worse, cause I'm getting faded
Eyes painted, space bound, manipulate gravity
Cause I'm lazy

Loop state of mind
Round and a round
Am I the hamster or the wheel
Do I be the worked or working
Trying to con satisfaction, vise versa
... Ah well, only option
Transcend this physical
Find a void amongst the universal
Creation a gravitational pull
Round and a round
Mind state looped

Dreams are no more
Sleep is plenty
Walking, talking, and of deep
Dream have died
So have the dreamers
By the aimless hands of sleepers


Dub in ur mind
Secrets of life be complex
The spirit and I laugh thru time
Wear too many coats of worry
See it in the eyes
... Red blood blots stain the white
Sitting numb I'm crushed by the calm
Killed the switch of the external drip
Center amplified to surf the plane
Waves collide now I stand in the vibe
Source made from decay
A particle pushed into a zone that's safe
Micro marbles form this paste
Mind recives and I don't like this taste
Dub their existence, what's ur resistance
Stillness is the assistance
Thru ignorance the many feed the few
The scale be warped with the image of balance
I on a mountain
Dub on a mountain
Dub lifeSee More


Yes, tell me all about it
I'll do my best to care
Get me emotionally involved
I'll place ur problems above all
This service to wipe ur tears
It's the only reason I'm here


The Oh Well syndrome
The is what it is syndrome
The ignore it complex
The looking out the window with the strap for my own people who are tryin to kill me let's put that on a t-shirt to hide the true meaning of the image cause Tina Tuner was wrong until Jesus come back we do need another hero complex
Hahahahahaha


The Great Camp out in the Concrete Jungle
Babylon surrounds u tellin u "move bitch get out the way"
Demands been dead voice of the complaints are strained
Smoking mountain dew and drinking cigarettes
The fight that's left is flimsy at best, put that shit to rest before u get cracked in ur heads and get pushed to the side and ignored like the homeless
... Cooperate is only on ur plate cause the future didn't formulate
Now u hate the logos ur wear everyday.
(we want justice and freedom and fries with that)


“communicate nicely with one another and understand what each person is saying because we are the same and it’s more suitable for us.”

“shows just how important language is. We may say or hear different things but in essence they are the same, no matter the language. Which is why music is so beautiful and our greatest gift.”

LIKUFANELE


You can't yell fire in hell
You have to scream inferno
You never get accustom to pain
Your fear will heal the sin
You define ur insanity thru someone else's forgiveness
... Talking to ghosts that u call gods, ur fucking crazy
Define eternal stillness....
CCMF


I really can't help myself. Lol
Occupy des nuts Hahahahahaha
Occupy a higher consciousness
Occupy less personalities
Myself help can't really, eye
Occupy a belief not planted
Occupy a deeper perception and support ur local universe, because everybody's doing it.


Shelf Life

Caught in the loop
Between the sun and the moon
Obligated by what I'm owed and what's due
... The holidays are just days
Wearing outfits to the masquerade
The weak will give into the double edge blade
Hate and prasie god when the cycle runs the trend
By believing everything they hear and confirm it with Amen
The turn around rate is a Junky's fate
Living for the moment
Or die trying to stay away
The receptors know the fake
A clone will remain prone to the sickness of conflict
The up and downs
The moods with the hormonal drown
An over load breeding dark clouds
The shared woes soothe the scowl
The sinners death by the hands of the oppressor
Chose the greater of the two evils
The pain is less and they are just people
Grazing the pastures
Only for the day to be served to the master

CCMF


It's in my head but I have yet to manipulate the pen.
Sometimes I feel guilty digging I'm to paper.
Dead trees and placed thoughts, sinking ink.
From somewhere I bleed the invisible.
Transfered energy.
... I hold this pen and stare into my head, eyes fixed.
Just my bag of tricks, wait for it.
Here comes the sweet chariot.


I don't smile often.
Half the time I anit even here.
Most of the time I don't even care.
I never pretend that I ever do care.
I know, how cruel not to BS as u do.
... Change the world detonate all the nukes.
Change her world tell her she's beautiful.
A smiling heart means its true.
With jealously it is too.
My face is blank, I'm not sad.
My free time was stolen.
How funny, Damn.

CCMF



Peace to death and death to peace. Get over ur bipolar issues please. Ur radical style needs a fit body. Nature don't respect sloppy. Die for what preach, a leech is a carbon copy with a slime trail. Brains splattered the heros portrait. Ha


They destroyed all the evidence to give u confidence. Ur trend is nothing new. Dollar up dollar down, soldout stocks went south dollar up dollar down, hoggin all shares dollar up dollar down private billion here over see a billion there. Dollar up dollar down


I am the sun. the sun is me. I am solar, with a soul so large. making you sweat, I be damned just for existing, you want me to touch your skin even when your blocking. i be your only worship, your other gods are perverted. everlasting


you wouldn't know what to label ur self until u saw some one else living it. zombieoids just making noise, original SV, know this is a notice its created in my marrow, when i post it u reword it, I step to the scene ya get nervous, with my pen i make the come, they seek the real from u they run, all hail slaves to the funds/i go blind and still see them scratch for crumbs.

Struggle of Preoccupation

Just another tear in the struggle
Just another day to get by
Just another something to keep
U preoccupied
This whole world is not in my hands
I could never save it
I could'nt stop feeling it
this world
Is just a part of the struggle
That I can see
Im told of the vast possibilities
A billion in one maybes
They sure can push that H.O.P.E.
If that don't keep ya greased
They got a bucket full of activities
You can mingle with who u please
I ya like, u can avoid the those and the these
And all who have faith in the machine, cry
Cause they put pressure on the time
You will cut corners to become a magician to turn a penny into a dime
They'll call u Captain Capitalize cause anit nothing you won't do to try and get by
The rain is just the earth having a cry
The earth can hear'em scream
"Fuck the world, I'm just trying to get mine"

S.V.ORP Says pay attention to the
Movements

2.4.12

Counting Sheep

Places with the same faces
Emotions with the same cases
Faces with the same expressions
A case of the "woe is me"
Sat so long, you haven't turned into a tree?
Same sad song singing "we are the world pt. 3"
Not me Ima exit this here fashionably
See, yeah you, watching me
You dummy, your decisions were crummy
Like let's send them troops over seas
Honestly, this the only time you'll hear some shit from me
Some of you cats be the king of feces
Rulers of crabs in a barrel land
Places with the same faces
"Just trying to make it man"
Faces with the same expressions
Regrets of self induced stressing
Emotions with the same cases
"Just holding on man"
How they sorrow themselves to sleep
A case of the woe is me

Controlled Service

"help me build a house, brother"
"all hands to the bone"
"help me build a house, sir"
"lets see if u qualify for a loan"
"help me I am sick brother"
"what ails you, some remedies I know"
"help me I am sick sir"
"take two of these and go home"
"the days are plenty, what do they mean brother?"
"I have questions like you brother, our understanding will help us know"
"Woe!! The days are plenty, what do they mean sir"
"question not what the father has shown"
Humanssurvivefromenergysuppliedlove
The power of service
The power of control
the conflict of peace
Keep practicing

Share The Shit

They say speak on the realistic
Tell of the topics we live with
Just don't get personal or air out the business
Sell us game with values of the ridiculous and sadistic
Kill the talk if it anit bout real shit
"It was once a part of my life, so I'll keep spitting it"
Cause I'm obligated, the people need to hear this
Whether I'm frajulent shoveling nonsense
I promise to pay homage to those that allow whats allowed
Forget Conscious Communication I'm here to stimulate the crowd
Don't hate, nothing new in this war of the Medium
Middlemen Messenger, package and distribution
Lobbyist courting congressmen
The money is convincing
Share no evil, censor no evil
Transmission, source and receiver
Bounce it of a satellite
bleed the emotion to make'em cry
Mix the message to get us right
In line, I may have to pay a price
Commit no evil, hide no evil
How sensitive is it for the need to desensitize
It's all ready, open wide
Creator is your creation worth a critize
Will it change my life?

15.1.12

Writers Barricade

Enormous Squares I can't see over
Pole vault with my pen
Mental can't hold the image of a cushion
Plummeting into a meaningless pit
An endless vortex
Scrambled out of control
Three pound ship in a light speed spiral
Thoughts gone wrong bounced around in some eternal game of pong
No players just the ricochet of walls
Tip of the Tounge amnesia
To only recall a forgotten branch
That broke somewhere in remembrance
There was a light before I closed my eyes
Before this obstruction within my mind
A deja vu I'm running into
These gigantic blocks

@*$# People

I met people in circles
I met people in squares
People hiding in boxes
Under the lights of flares

I met people standing looking up on X marks the spot
I met people who observe a little
Who say they know alot

I met people who dream
I met those with images preconceived
I met people who scheme
I met those of selfish wants that they call needs

I met people who touch
I met people who feel
I met those with hands that must
Be filled to consider what's real

I met people who try
I met people who lie
I met those who fabricate their lives
To be called you and I

I met people from near
I met people from far
I've known some people for years
I still don't know who they are

Society the galaxy
The people the stars
The world, the connection
The people

CP:YOU

Twisted mental perception
Intake crossed the hemispheres
Here nor there somewhere in the middle
Stuck in a net of the digital world with no horizon
Info overload
Surf the wave
Currents of ones and zeros take you round the globe
Speak my language
Hypertext keystroke struck death to the pen
All thumbs, all dumb here comes the pun
you search to find you lose touch
With life? Altreal
Download hole to fill
Application time to kill
Angry with your current trajectory
What purpose will cause the crash thats soon to be
The next phase
Space space space
Random access are tweets of the day
Cobwebs cache
The allowed content is not ok
Format not supported
Ernativety distorted
Share your greatest moments only with your friends
When the wide world is just a click away
The social physical is superficial perfection
Delete your self
Stored by the CIA