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 Dec 2019
Cyclone
I drop a classic when it's drastic to lay down the law, try to be fantastic and elastic, so my words get far, through all the stress that I feel, it's like I cheat myself, try to stay on top, avoid the risk of repeating myself, there's always room for improvement to never stop this movement, you're either cruising or you're losing either way your moving, the motivation is a sensation where your mind is saying, I'll always make it and never fake it in this life I'm facing.
 Dec 2019
Cyclone
Remember what my elders told me, keep what they sold me, slowly zone out all my closest totally, cause they ignored me, only do what's possible to survive, still can't believe that what the preacher told me was a lie, but hay that's life, I watch the realest hit the grave the earliest, but still no worries if, they put out all the strange and dirtiest, and **** the prettiest, lil thang so we can end this flurry ****, won't have to hurry if we multiply in numbers that are surely gonna bury ****, as for now the blurriest conditions puts me in a mission to get up and give em what I'm spitting, slit that **** you licking, tricking only puts you in the kitchen, sizzling sickened chickens, itching is the aftermath they witness once they get to *******, wishing that affect they had when they drop tunes was big as mine, only made it to this point cause I use heart, soul and the mind, struggles will come hit the man when he puts his self over time, crisis still gets evident and prevalent where it's hard to shine.
 Dec 2019
Cyclone
This me against the world feeling always seems to hit the ceiling when I feel so stressed out and left out from justice, just put it on my tab so I know you ain't forgot about me, then maybe I'll give you all a rest when I trust this, but **** this, that ain't gon happen now, just live on with your ways, I know I will dominate and rise come the better days, I hope this letter pays you some attention, cause when I asked for it, you just put me in detention, no need to mention things from the past, we all hypocrites, I just hope I'm dead and gone before y'all suckas hearing this, cause I'm not fearing this world, I think it fears me, cause it set me to the side when I just tried to blossom freely, despite this I love y'all really, just recognize a man who's only trying, to live by the rules I need the tools so I can keep flying.
 Dec 2019
Cyclone
Trying to make the best out of sticky situations, see my concentrations stationed on the new things trying to **** this same rotation, we had relations but our differences are starting to come through, got some new priorities, number one, I'm gonna stay true, so they can't sue, them right wing motherfuckas try to **** your hussle, see you at the top of your peak and then they bring the struggle, on your bubble, ****, now what is this they got me in, really they your enemies but pretend to be like they your friend, but still it's not the end, study what I gotta do, can't look like another statistic, I work for me and you, getting through, hard but can't regard myself to face the basics, for 18 years I've lived that way and came up contemplating, it's vacant space here there ain't no opportunities, ambition just fuels my vision even if there's scrutiny involved, revolve around the true facts and few cats, don't know where it will lead me to but still I'll bring the proof back, that things done got better after this letter comes where you at, so once I get home it's gon be on brother true that.
 Dec 2019
Cyclone
The ghetto street poet rhymes an analytical anthem, expands the crowd around him all amused, but what they think of it, humorous, playful and ****, they never got the message they all confused, in this increasing accepting society this poet is trapped, not cause he's black but cause he's blessed with the mind, that scraps the cost of being lazy, loudmouthed and crazy, GOD bless his babies cause they won't be fine, the misunderstood few, will always be new, around the people that know not what they do, you tell me after this rhyme, what comes to your mind, because these times are as confused as you.
 Dec 2019
Cyclone
One's wish to rise can be in eyes tired of demise, they've been told lies and been neglected by the despise, from family ties, it seems that life will have no surprise, for the one that cries, but I tell you life will always be wide for you to rise, I keep my hope that you will gain pride, recognize the skies is the limit so dream big on the prize, neutralize disguise, cause they clip wings on the humans that try, to become wise, never compromise or cry from your eyes cause you will rise.
 Dec 2019
Cyclone
The eyes will open as the mind grows, blows that led to me, being more than just an intellect, **** what they said to me, following lessons had my mind stressing, newborns ahead of me, which ain't right, must continue flight, or height won't be fed to me, house arrest has soon lead to me, being wise through these times, watching fakes and snakes be crumbled to pieces all for their crimes, made it much less of a barrier of lies that I had to climb, now I face the truth, my future ain't blind, recognize it's time, to come step it up a notch I won't stop till I reach the top, don't care if you bring the feds or the president, phonies flop, continue my learning, burning refuses to hit the scene, I'm focusing on the truth in this world get what I mean.
 Dec 2019
Cyclone
I had the choice to rock the show or either go home, I chose to give 2 cents and speak sense through this microphone, I saw the crowd and thought my mindset was just on it's own, but by the silence of the crowd I knew I'm not alone, I'm just a baby on this world I'm looking pacified, how can I say that I had quit and I ain't never tried, to find the talents I possess and know my other side, reminisce reflections of depression and be satisfied, I'm just a person who's been worsened and became a burden, who knows if I had gave an effort I would still be learning, about the passion that's inside of me that's steady burning, but naw I'm lazy as **** that's why heart is yearning, I'm turning cold to things around me now I'm cold blooded, steady just copy the world so when it floods I'm flooded, if you would toss the pain to me, I'd probably say I love it, it's just a matter of time before I'm dreaming of it, we all got talents that we don't know that helps our health, if you'd just open your eyes and focus on yourself, you'd probably think of it greater than fame and all the wealth, now what I'm saying to you, I should tell myself.
 Dec 2019
Cyclone
Seems like 18 to 25 is 3 years, and 25 to 39 is 9 years, through this gap, I studied books and cried tears, seems like it's hard to get stable when you fight fears, examine yours and feel how it all appears, while you age and focus on your career, it's hard to cope and face facts through your fine years, cause it seems like yours are as similar as my years.
 Dec 2019
Cyclone
Get a taste of the system, and you know how it hits em, everything that was glistening goes away, and turns missing, suffer not when you listening, suffer hard when you *******, see no sense in you dissing, cause it's hell that you fixing, everything that I'm listing, is for real and not fiction, hear my words cause it's diction, hitting fast like a piston, ain't no *** that I'm kissing, no extortion I'm wishing, got no love for the system, cause it takes and then tricks em.
 Dec 2019
Cyclone
I got no time for them, they got no time for me, debating this life I'm facing this matrix making me, go blind fore my eyes close, opposing these closing doors, don't know where they lead me to, so the mission is living for, the one that is giving more, **** the ones that be dealing more, at the end of the day you paper chase for more so they feeling sore, aftermath is they killing for, what's really not theirs, so my solution is stay inside, besides they don't care, about the human that bears sight to crimes they committing, so I ain't no peacemaker, most are fakers trust they not fixing this living, only is mixing the peeling caps with they traps, so I freak whenever they come close cause facts would collapse, so I react and go back and tap this pen to the paper, cause this experience is nearing this felonious caper that vapors MY MIND, ONE MORE TIME, say it AGAIN, I WON'T be TRACED by these evil SNAKES and TAKE what they SEND.
 Dec 2019
Cyclone
Scolding the emboldened votes polling, the golden child, just was rolling wild, while proud, look through the files seen his crooked smile, we shall, embrace the smiling face with styles of taste, all through the city it's a pity that we only chase, for base, and so the youth will think the flukes the truth, in booths abuse the juice to boost our proof to groups of scoops, I'm loose, in the projects shooting loops of hoops, then scampered, below the bleachers, cause I'm just camper, poorly pampered, who wants to tamper with the poor bystander social class, we're seen as mediocre jokers, gropers finish last, I gasp, and tried to grasp what was hard to grab, the golden child with his confidence not lost to jabs, it's sad, to watch a little person go for his, while all his peers lost they years, selfish delves in rear, and though we're here, now we're history, misery, while his jittery, glitters the, LIBERTY.
 Dec 2019
Cyclone
Another day has passed, at last, my *** is not flat in grass, my paranoia I congratulate through every task, cause I might pass through this life fast and get decapitated, knowing these evil minds, they probably appreciate it, so thank GOD I make it, day by day for my family, but in my siblings own wide eyes they not standing me, what do they plan for me?, I don't know, I rarely see em, they still attending school, honestly I wish to be em, cause there's no freedom for this young man's creativity, getting shot down as we clock down through this misery, this **** is killing me, what's next in this world for us?, abandoned billion dollar businesses turned into dust?, they had my trust, but now it's point-blank on this path from here, my generation won't accomplish **** in future years, but I'm not shedding tears, live through time and find the mind, hold my head and get my bread and I will be just fine.
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