Two fictional characters
walk into a bar

in Malta
( * Marsaxlokk - to be precise ).

"To...be....tooo beee. . ."
stammers Hamlet.

"Oh fer Gawd's sake...two beers!"
J. Alfred Prufrock snaps.

"You really milk that
"To be or not..." thingy."
J.A.P. scolds Hamlet.

"Tsk...tsk!" Hamlet tsk tsks.
( sticking his tongue out ).

Two Cisks are plonked
down before them.

"No...I am not Prince Hamlet or
was meant to be..!"
J.A.P. quotes him self.

"Awww fer Jaysus sake...loooook
just for the fun of it...the gas of it

we swop
texts!"

Hamlet interrupts Prufrock's
protestations.

"Ohhhh....o.....K?"
Prufrock ponders somewhat doubtfully.

And, so:
Hamlet the Dane

( for yea it is indeed he)
dares

(1) to eat a peach (2) wear the bottoms of his white
flannel trousers rolled (3) parts his hair behind even

(4) dares
to aks

the overwhelming question

"( Oh, do not ask, what is it! )"

Oh & (5) gets to hear
( ** ** ** )

"...the mermaids singing...."

Prufrock "Hum...."
kills the king.

Becomes the king.

Beds.
Weds
Ophelia.

" Buzz buzz...come come..go...go!"

"It's a very foreshortened
Hamlet...I know

but - what the heck!

"See..? slurps Hammy
". . . now, that wasn't so bad...was it?"

"Another Cisk?"
"Naw...I'll have a Becks!"

"Jaysus Prufrock now
...what's up?"

"Don't know..."mutters J.A.P.
wearing a frothy beer moustache.

"HURRY UP PLEASE...IT'S TIME!"
roars the barman in Maltese.

"I can connect nothing
with...nothing!"
Prufrock almost sobs.

"Like that time
on Margate sands..."

Hamlet cuts him curtly off.

"Don't even go...there!"

"But I still get that squirmy
...you know...feeling

we are just
fragments of

the imagination of
some *long haired Irish poet

sunning himself by
the waters of

the shimmering waters of
a Sliema hotel pool

...up up in the clouds!

Hamlet sighs.

"Yeah, me too
spooky...innit?"

Hamlet looks behind him
checking for what isn't

there. . .

"Ahhhh well, never mind eh?"

Prufrock attempts an attempt
at being cheerful.

Fails miserably.

"Let us go, then
you and I...

when the evening is spread out
against the sky..."

Like a patient etherised upon a table!
they both sing outta time and outta tune

stumbling one
into the other.

A long hair Irish poet
smiles as he watches them

go.

"Għaġġel fil-għoli...wasal iż-żmien JEKK JOGĦĠBOK!"
the barman roars.

NOTES

Pronounced MAR SA SCHLOCK. Those Maltese Xs being really SHs in disguise.

* Pronounced CHISK but the new barman is obviously new to the language and pronounces it TSK which makes him think that is what our two fictional characters are ordering.

Not to be confused with mobile texting but rather the literary texts of which both of them owe their existence.

* The play bounded in a nutshell as it were.

One Donall Gearld Oliver Denis Dempsey is a good example of this sort.

* The No. 1 song all over Heaven...beating Sparks THE NO. 1 SONG ALL OVER HEAVEN  to the top spot.

** "Għaġġel fil-għoli...wasal iż-żmien JEKK JOGĦĠBOK!" Once again the new Irish barman hasn't got his tonsils around the Maltese lingo and comes out with this terrible mish mash of the typical barman's cry.

I'm just another note, in your symphony.
Grab me by my throat, have me trembling on my knees.
You're just a chain smoker,
I'm a Pack of Cigarettes.
I cross the line & lean over, nothing I regret.
.
You tighten the strings, make another sound.
Play a rhythm, and just keep smoking around.
And with every noise, your eyes they shine brighter.
Cause the only hand you need is the one with the lighter.
.
Now your buds are on the ground.
You wonder what went wrong?
Your chords were right, & so was the tone.
.
I knew karma, couldn't harm her.
But, this time it's going down.
Cause what goes around...
...must come back around.
- **Aks, Chainsmokers & Symphonies.

Just an equation,
A Simple theorem.
A little misbehaviour,
Outside the decorum.
.
I add and provide,
Hoping we never divide.
At the geometry, I stare
Just a mindfuck of a square.
.
A slight cross multiplication,
To bond upon this attraction.
To help develop the postulates.
Of your mere subtraction.
.
I integrate & derive,
It's the formulae I'm deprived
Of. The questions always lead to me and you.
I always end up in my four sided cube.
- Aks, in math classes.

I like being the dominant.
I like to tie my submissive up.
I like to play with her.
Tease her. Please her. Destroy her.
Until she breaks.
I like to tie her up and run my fingers at the bend of her curves, explore her body & bite those seraphic lips as I taste their cherubic juices.
I prefer being intimidating and rough.
I will place a blade at your throat, to remind you how we are all mortal beings indulging ourselves in the most oldest of rituals in the history of mankind.
Kamasutra.
Yet, I'll treat you like you're the only one.
The one I cherish, love, hold close.
The one that I've got shackled in my embraces.
No one else will come close to the attention that I will give to you.
No one.
I'll be your slave even though you're my submissive.
I'll make you breathe hard.
I'll make you moan.
I'll make you mine.
I'll worship you, oh goddess.
I'll worship you.
**- Aks, // Sins of the blood.

Through the eyes of heathens
Dancing altars made of poppies and ash
Coat jaded tongues in bittersweet memory
We are eternal yet our spark is on the verge of annihilation
Government needs a turnicate
Big heads bloated, filled with ego
Defiled our homeland
Seemingly snuffing forever the bright flame of freedom
A sea of distraught bodies marching onward into the night
Their chants of "HELL NO TO GMO" crescendoing as it passes by into the packed square
Those in power so easily comforted by their AKs and steel walls
Dia de Los Muertos masks hide determination
As the bombs ignite setting fire to the sky
Comprehension of our purpose is realized
We are not here to ask nicely
We will not be obedient to our peers as masters
Behind our smiling sugar skull masks
**We grin as they burn

Jab bhi khush hota hu ye sochkar k kuch aur paas aye ** tum mere,
Kismat har baar tumhe aur door le jati hai....

Har baat yaad karne lag jaata hu jab bhi mai,
Teri majboriya mujhe kuch aur yad karne ko majboor karti hai.....

Tere pyar me tujhe sochkar hi tere aks ko choone ki jab jab koshish karta hu,
Har bar kismat mujhe khud k koi aur hone ka ehsas karati hai.....

Har jarre me jab teri tasveer najar aati hai,
Tab bhi na jaane ku aankhon se ojhal hone lagti **......

Bhoolkar bhi agar koshish karoo k ye ehsaas hi bahut hai k tum meri **,
Naa jaane ku tu un ehsaason me bhi kuch aisa kar jati hai,
k yaad rakhta hu tumko aur tu kuch aur door chali jaati hai.......

** gya hu adat se majbur fir bhi tumhe pyaar karta hu,
aur ye dillagi hai k har baar tumhe aur pyar krne ko majboor kar jati hai......

If paradise is prison,
Then I am bound to have a vision,
The enlightened one,
In the stare of the sun,
If I ever miss a step,
No route to this mental map,
The bottle I threw away, should have kept,
Now lost amongst the kelp,
I ask for no help,
My aks knows,
Betrayals of foes,
This enemy within,
Can't control my Saimese twin,
This Feeling,
Learnt through annealing
Un-retreating,
Is biased beyond a greeting,
When I say farewell,
Even my better half couldn't tell.

Into the oblivion, regret is all he sees,
This is not who he is nor who he wants to be.
In all the truths and in all the lies,
Alone he stands in the rain, a lonely guy.
Not a soul can hear him scream nor hear him cry.
Alone he stands and alone he dies.
.
Time and time again I'm brought back to these halls.
So sore full the pain and I've been through it all.
As hidden as the faithfulness of the stars,
So everlasting are those ungrateful scars.
.
Everyone that I know is as much reckoning,
I know it's me even hell is beckoning.
I guess this is the moment, now is the time.
I can feel the vines of darkness taking over my mind,
Indecisively making it's way out of harm and out of sight.
But, god almighty. I ain't leaving this easy, not without a fight.
.
Already dead no more can I die,
I guess it's about time I went back to the dark side.

- Aks, *Old Diaries.

"Hah. I wish I was an alcoholic. So every now and then I could remind you all of the things that I've done for you.
All the pain & hardships that I had to go through. All the sacrifices that I had to make.
Just to have all of my expectations torn apart by you.
I wish I could twirl my whiskey the same way you twirl me with your fingers. I wish you would realised just how lucky you are.
But out of everything I wish you'd realise all of those things by yourself.
If you'd take some of your dear time out of your own problems and maybe, just maybe ask me how my day was. Cause right now I'm on the brink of going back to that 'dark' place. A point where one would consider me twisted and deranged,
The worst kind of person you could find.
Oh, how I wish you would realise every little thing that I've done and consider me more than just an option.
Don't try to deny that.
All of this time I've been nothing but committed to you.
If only you'd have realised it much sooner, I wouldn't have to leave.
All those nights when you were alone and you'd call me up and I'd try my best to be there on the line with you. All those times when you needed someone and I'd text you back in just a few minutes no matter where I was or what I was doing. All those nights I'd make sure you didn't go to bed upset. All those times I fought with people I loved & cared for, for you. All those times I did things for you without you knowing.
All those times I tried not to love you.
I want to let you onto so many things but all you give me is disappointment and heartbreaks and I can not tell you these either because I want you to figure these out yourself, how much it is that you're hurting me, and how far it is that I am willing to go for you.
I don't want to tell you these things and force you to do things for me.
I am tired of being a shadow.
I am tired.
I am tired of you.
I wish I had another toxic to help me gulp you down other than yourself."
**- Aks, Alcoholic //Naked Emotions.

Tera aks hi kuj is kadar samaya hai meri ankhon me,
K ajnabi bhi milkar tera naam bata dete hai,
Koi kahta hai k ashik hai ye shakhs kisi ka,
Koi kah deta hai k toota hai dil iska,
Shayad nahi janta hai koi,
K ashik to hu mai apni jindagi ka,
par dil abhi tak meri jindagi ne toda nahi hai,
Gam to hai mujhko mohabbat me mila,
Par shayad isliye k mera mahboob abhi tak mere aagosh me har pal k liye aaya nahi hai,
Haan ashik to hu mai uska par usne dil mera abhi tak toda nahi hai,
Vo door bahut hai mujhse,
Par khata uski nahi hai,
Vo bhi utna hi bechain hai mere liye,
Utni hi tadap hai usme bhi mere kareeb aane ki,
Par shayad jindagi dene vale ki jimmedariuon se aabhi vo farig hua nahi hai,
Haan ashik to hu mai us har saans me mujhko yaad karne vale,
Par dil abhi mohabbat me toota nahi hai,
Intjaar karta to bahut hu uska,
Par intjaar abhi poora hua nahi hai,
Kuj der abhi aur baki hai,
Thode se aansoo abhi bahne aur baki hai,
Dil me thodi c chubhan baki hai ,
Baki hai abhi use apna banan,
Aur thoda sa pyar karna aur baki hai,
Haan ashik to jaroor hu mai us mohabbat me tadpane vale ka,
Par sach to ye b hai k mohabbat me dil abhi toota nahi hai.....

Skin* crawling silence, everytime we'd draw close.
.
she always knew how much she could wound me, what a devilish threat she posed.
.
we knew no language, but the one our eyes discovered every second, hour or day.
.
how she would jaunt her way through me and take away the words I'd try to say.
.
her eyes. oh, they taunted all that I ever had faith in, all that I ever believed.
.
I discovered devotion in them, there was nothing more I'd wanted to achieve.
.
and yet she must never know all that I want for her. all that I want us to be.
cause, the rejection would be something no painkiller would ever heal..
**- Aks, HeArt.

The days are numbered.
As the grey falls upon us,
With every other mind wondering
You tear me down like a succubus.

With your elegant, mystical being,
And my prudence as I believe what I'm seeing.
You dwell well in silence, hiding in the shadows.
Hiding a smile behind that askance, a laughter that carols.

But, I am courageous, though.
Willing to take that leap.
I just need you to know, love.
That I have no strings on me.
- Aks

The meaning fo metathesis si easy ot recall
When you give your love a ikss or throw your sno a ball,
Aks fro sugra ni your cup nad dressnig no the greens
Obedience school fro the pup ro you may riks a scene.

Og fro the glod ni all you od nad when you've done your bets
Relax nad know that you will og fra along your quets,
Snik a putt ot get the pra like pors no the V.T.
Write a sotry, count the stras, climb the lod brich tree.

yea big yosef
expose government expos
that's all I know
so **** the cash flow
but I make cash flow like creflo
never chased a dolla
yo it makes me wanna holla
not talking Marvin Gaye
um tAlking bout the words I lay spray
techs but prefer aks miss ya next birthday
make ya best ya worse day
never thirsty
stay quenching like Gatorade
make serenades
in the street
ask big leech
we after the money and the power
leaving scars on ya face
eradicate the weak out the race
I set the pace beat the case
cuz they know they place
uh we mob like Italians Mafioso's
put holes in ones
like gulf course
with ya open torso so
ya know
the game is to be sold not told
and since I'm standing large
you know we don't fold holdem
like texas pushing lexuses beamers caddys to
Bentley coupes
quick to shoot through my 30 odd six poppin licks like kilos bricks
in the hood it's understood
that when we play the game
we go for flames
but miss the burn though
we go ever where riots show quick blows
make for blood out ya nose
fluid leakin mind sinking
I mo assist than pastors to deacons
**** Spanish broads
from Columbian to Puerto Rican
I'm seekin
out the best from east north south and the west I guess
I'm tying to take down the commission
no General admjssion just listen
closely to the sounds of shots glocks pops it don't stop
til the elite off the top


uh who ya know do it better
pack a berretta
still.rock Cosby Coogi Sweaters
get hos ***** wetter ***** slayer mack mayor
say ya rhymes with me
the best on the master of the ceremonies
like ghost P come close to thee
watch my gun burn thee
like sun burn ****** neva get a turn
after i touch the mic
i melt **** hotter than lava get
out of a volcano
kick rhymes since i was embryo
make ****** sing soprano
if they try to my money though
we flips keys then take trips to Belize
sneeze
on the track bless me says me
my pedigree is nasty as nas back in 93
ya see naw cuz i braille spotlight
n the limelight come in yo dreams at night
freddie cougar with tha 9 double m luger
make bodies flex like lex lugar
i drive a jaguar 20 inch rims across the bar ghetto superstar
n think before ya speak
think before ya blink?
my rhymes be confusin' as a riddle from the Sphinx
they can jinx
me all they want but all they get is a gun taunt amerikkaz most wanted
pop steels only if ya want it
representin' like ****** in the pen holdin' down on lock
i **** a glock for every year
that ya aint on the block
one luv to my army none can harm
if i got nations forming
every brother gotta ski mask
quick to blast from the past to present
never get tense or hesitant
we drop ******* puff on phillies
knock fools out til they look ****** n silly
i can go on & on til tha break of dawn
rappers get no delight when i grab the mic its like friday night lights
uh one punch one round
n you can tell i won before it begun
by listening to the crowds sound uh

Dreams are beautiful things.
Memories of past's fights,
Hope of a future light,
For a tomorrow so bright.
.
Thus we must work together.
To save our imagination before it rots.
Go out flaunting our true colors
and achieving the dreams we all sought.
.
The fell deeds of men
can be forgotten, words can not.
For they are forever etched immortal.
That's the power of dreams and thoughts.
**- Aks & Vergil.

"Paint me a dead body tonight". When you paint you are at your utmost emotional level. There is absolutely nothing you care about other than getting that image that's in your mind on the piece of canvas. That image that is haunting your mind and will continue to do so until you lay it out on that heavy duty plain-woven-fabric.
It's like when you paint you don't feel anything.
Not the hunger.
Not the fatigue.
Not the thirst.
Cause that's when you pour your true feelings and emotions out and sketch and color and oh my, darling do you paint.
You have a gift.
Cause when you paint it's not the body which is making the art, it's the soul. So tonight, let your soul out once more. Let your body - a mere cocoon - be left behind. Fly away one more time tonight, my love.
"Play with my **** & bare canvas,
Play well with my fear & fright.
Sketch me another ******, honey.
Paint me another dead body tonight."
-Aks, Paint me a dead body.

When we walked our way into the night, I expected a galaxy to be laid out for us, bestowing a universal mistletoe for us.
But there we were, counting whatever little bright spots we could find. Well, at least until I looked upon at you.
Star filled eyes.
Gods had something else planned in for me.
I was finally gazing at those holy celestial bodies. As they orbited around your pupils and left me shaken. Yes, shaken.
What kept me elated was the fact that you were there with me.
But that evening only those lonely hands could meet, and not lips.
But I swear I would've stayed a lifetime there if I could.
***, I'm some serious **** and you got a nice derrière.
- Aks, Interstellar Interconnection

That's the thing with humans. We now no longer believe in the existence of simpler things. As we grow up we realise that everything has depths. We are so very surrounded by such things that we have forgotten how simple life actually is. It's sad how people get angry at minute matters but don't even care to smile at the beautiful little things around them.
We've forgotten how it's the little things that matter, how there is so much more to life than just paper.
Whether it's your answer sheet or the currency you use. It's not at all complicated to be honest.
We've just forgotten. It's all very simple actually. Leave aside everything that frustrates you and take a sip of that nice chilled glass of your favourite wine or a nice warm bath or just a little glance up at the sky from your rooftop to get you going.
Get a reality check.
Do what makes you happy.
Let your happiness be more than just momentary.
Let it be reflected from your soul.
**- Aks, Naked & Human.

Don't let the persistent pressure of fitting in ruin you.
Don't ever let them, who only matter for today destroy what you could have tomorrow.
You, my darling. Could have the world right where you stand.
But, do not let the questions of 'What if' ever let you down in regret and sorrow.
.
You're special, not realising what you have is nothing less than God's Gift.
You adore what is gentle. And you do it with pride.
You must be too used to the way you are, so notoriously modest.
For you are beautiful, ***. So go out and flaunt your true colours and stripes.
- Aks

They say that this world is a cruel place.
But, I'm sorry. I'd beg to differ.
Yes, the fast lane doesn't really appeal to me either.
For it is the slow lifestyle of a traveller that I prefer.
.
I am tunnelled to demand adventure.
Through mountains, forests & deserted lands.
For, through my vision I seek nothing but...
The embrace of warm welcomers with folded hands.
- Aks

It was when I realized that I would never be able to intoxicate you with myself, that the glass broke.
When I found out that I would never be able to replace the toxics that you like flowing oh so lovingly down your gentle throat.
That I would never be able to addict you to the drugs that I claim to be, as that is not in my hands.
That I would never be able to explore your mouth, while soothingly dripping down from your lips while you let me play with your tongue.
That I would never be able to accomplish what a glass of ***** could.
Oh, how much do I ache to be that.
A weakness.
The one you visit in your need for courage.
In your times of sorrow and happiness.
A constant. A liability.
Something you just can't resist.
Someone to make your cold soul feel intimidated.
Because honey, wouldn't it be something to be the one to make your insides burn?
**- Aks, Naked Emotions

First off **** the white house
And lady liberty's game
Ya bound to get burn
When I ignite my flame
So many left ashamed puttin' they
Hearts through bunch of pain
Death ain't strange
Watch it I'm bust open
At them fools from Coast to Coast
We takin' over **** Nation no more hesitatin'
True lost prophet coming for the sons of Satan
We bringing' retaliation
No ones survives this condemnation
Welcome to the killing fields take no yields
Bust at everybody even through windshield
Hold ya guard and grab ya grill
I hit em up cuz I'm.corrupt since there's no abrupt
In society i move quietly react violently
To situation no more frustration
Its time to rise at these fools
Stirin' up hatred from HTOwn to New Jeruz
Israel coming back penetrates through flesh hard Mac
Ten in the wind as it whistle through time
Lookin' for a body to put on the flat line
Times running out no doubt
Punk *** politics all got tricks
Up they sleeve suckin' too ******* the devils ****
Soon to spit
Out that spiritual *** they swallow too.much
Full of clutch when they quick to ******
Eyes open *** wide
******' with me its like suicide homicide invested
**** nigguh ain't no testin' **** stressin'
Hennessey and Weeds smoke sessions
Openin' fire with aggression straight progressin'
Showin' eternal surpressin'
Game to makavelis lesson
Got them ******* in check now they stuck
Killin' all adversaries in the white house
I hit em upppppppppppppppppp 

Since I'm Gods lost child
Stuck in the wild I took the scars
Then I smiled
No time for raw rappin'
Extra clips in AKs that I'm packin' bodies stackin'
Makin' nigguhs vanish hearts begin to.panic
Is it me or it the **** in me
Demons been in me since I was born
No longer a quiet storm I sing harm
Beautiful.melodies muthaphukkin'
Adversaries deserve to die
Now they reachin' foe the sky
Soul searchin' still lurkin'
Around the trees waitin' ambush
Them.cowards successfully
I'm blessed and pleas
From the bomb **** I seen the devil starin' at my mirror
Showin' me visions of me in a casket
****** in cold blood by them.heartless *******
Since I'm initiated as an outlaw puttin' down Romans Law
**** what I saw how can I die?
If I got God on my side He only Judge
They say don't hold no grudge
I say **** it bring on the pain
Takin' on any muthaphukka who wanna get it on
We can strap and have slug fight blazin'
So many battles I lost but the war will be won
Breakin' the curse of Hell's song
Time through time I shed a tear
For my nigguhs that didn't make it in the past year
No doubt
I get high reminiscin' on ya memory
Don't worry G I'll come with Elijah's fire
Consumin' enemies
Revengin' for the lost crimes droppin' bodies
Like the grim reaper as I'm takin' time
The world is mineeeeeee

Us din se jab dil mein chingari si jali
Mere bhatakhtay dil ko jo basera mila
Woh pehli nazar ab bhi rahti hai khayal mein
Jab bhi door hotay ** — tanhaayi hi tanhaayi hai

Jab pehli baar tere hothon se mila tha pyaar
Woh lamha ban gaya har din ka izhaar
Jab pehli baar tera haath pakda tha
Zindagi ke humsafar ki aas ne faasle mita diye the

Har ek ghadi ab bhi dil mein yaad hai
Jaise taaron se sajaa hua asmaan hai
Jahan bhi jaun, hoon main kahin bhi agar
Waqt phir le aata hai usi yaadon ke dar

Har lamha pehla pal sa
Jaise ek shama jo kabhi na bujha
Saal beet gaye, waqt bhi chala
Par tu hi raha har soch mein sada

Jab pehli baar tujhe baahon mein liya
Har ehsaas ne ek naya rang piya
Jab pehli baar mila tha pyaar tera
Jannat ka ehsaas mila dil ko mera

Jab se tere mere sapnon ka saath hua
Tab se rooh ne tera hi sukoon chuna
Har lamha tere saaye mein khilta gaya
Har soch mein tera hi aks mila

Jab kabhi bhi tu mujhse door raha
Har waqt, har aahat mein tu aaya aisa laga
Har jagah, har pal tu mere saath raha
Mera pyaar har din wohi pehla pal sa laga

Har lamha pehla pal sa
Jaise woh shama jo kabhi na bujha
Saal beet gaye, waqt bhi chala
Par tu hi raha har soch mein sada

Jab bhi kahin yeh naghma sun le tu
Yeh samajh le — main hoon bas tu
Har lamha pehla pal sa
Aur tera pyaar hai mere saath sada

it were the dreams in which I was living that made me wanna die

the summer was ending and the cold of the winter was filling my veins
you were leaving my mind like the sun was leaving my dying fantasy..
I am getting older everyday and everyday I need a little bit more *****
running away with you, the person I adore most was all I ever wanted

and every night before I fall asleep I aks myself.. why don't you love me
why don't you have the need to touch me, to share your deepest secrets
you were mysterious like the moon, like the meaning of my tattoo's..

there always was a path of light were you have walked
the riddels you spoke, your angelic voice that haunts me everyday
but you also were dark my dear, dying and hopeless

it felt like flying everytime we kissed, I was happy, you made me happy
but I was fragile, a daughter of the dark, the keeper of sadness, demons
eleven years old when everything went wrong and it all is still wrong
the voices in my head would never let me out of this cage, trapped

september was coming and the clouds coverd my sight of happiness
it was a long way to find a way out of this dark and ****** up forest

and so she died at age seventeen, the graveyard never was this pretty
the stars of the heavens and their constellations didn't shine their light
there were flowers laying on the girl her grave, all grey, black, dying

it was the perfect night to share your tears with the world, so we did

uh my clan be ***** as the Taliban
with illegal contraband
got more heat than desert stand
one man stand on the mic
i rock im as hard as a ****
in between a ***** legs
gettin' ready to knock
ya out with flows i expose
the industry closed
once yosef pours
out the blessin got me foes guessin no stressin
**** and henney sessions
new lessons
daily sip irish creme baily
they cant play me but pay me
listen to styles p or bump biggie
or maybe 2 p a c
host aks at birthdays
im al caponin' it runnin' ****
like diarrhea
yall just need ta
sit the **** back while i count benjamins stacks
which be
in bundle king of the hip hop jungle
and im
going to **** puffie diddy
He soft as a nestle cookie
Make mysteries
no rookies
cant play with me in this deadly game
lite a match for the flame
burn the fame
infamous is how i keep it man
hol up


I see the hate excite of the critics
Gimmicks leave with they headsplitted
And backs more open than parachute
From the guns that shoot 21 salute
Dont ya know im soldier
I keep glocks hot as folgers
In ya cup i interrupt the scene
Once i puff red hair greens
Ya drivin a limousine
N ill throw grenade in ya sunroof
And watch it land inbetween
Ya legs
So ya can blow ya own head
Get it naw forget
All i see is yellow tapes chalks
And you being admitted
To the hospital in critical
Condition no intermission
All ya memory left is ya see is my face
Im like the son of man
Leavin competition running
Marathons cuz im the biggest don
They call me the Holy one
Cuz of the way my guns
Put holes in one
The rawest spit flawless
Talk **** we'll leave ya jawless
Throw ya remains in the death valley
With the rest of the restless carcass
Facing eternal darkness what???

Do not come to me with closed doors.
Nor with an escalator that only runs down from heaven.
I want to be your addiction.
Let me be the reason for the curve your lips make,
When they smile, when they grin, when they kiss.
I want to invade you, help you escape, like you do when you light a bud.

Do not come to me with closed doors, I tell you again.
Nor with an escalator that only runs down from heaven.

I seek nothing but your love, your true self, that randomness.
That creeps out upon us like a seven of eleven.
**- Aks.

Into the night, she left everyone gasping.
Who could this be?
A Diamond from Mud.
Her beauty & smile left me asking.
Was she out for love?
Or was she out for Blood?
- Aks