some bow knees not knowing who they pray to

a father with a mass of children that don't obey u

so they chant down the devil in lucifers tongue 

they toss stones in glass houses when they live in one

they pray for forgiveness

but wont give u none

Egyptians prayed to the sun...

in return built a great civilization

so why god wont give US one

thats right

suffer in this life

walk the path of the nazerite 

i wonder

how many bible thumpers

even read numbers

only place  it teaches

how to be holy wholly 

never hear this from the preachers 

they just want u to hear the jesus piece

be meek..turn the other cheek

isn't THIS the nation indivisible under god

then why do god's people get it so hard...

oh yeah ..we blame that on the devil

the fork tongue liar

who spews the same lies as the priest and the choir

with they pedophiliac desires

oh they demons to

but don't they kneel to the same god as you?

im confused

but u'll quote psalms for a excuse

hey wait ...

how did us and jesus get introduced?

oh people died...

dragged..hog tied

death and toucher to all who denied

books were burned

i would go further but ur not concered

u gonna say i got the devil in me

so

let me thank the slave master now

for erasing my spirit

and giving me a new one

better than the sun

one who watches babies get stomped

and men get hung

one who watched a nation be ruled by his enemies

this goes on for centuries

i kno ...

wait...the kingdom is coming

the heathen shall scatter

wicked start running

all this suffering... this god is perfect

and the 500 years of oppression makes it all worth it

babies in africa starving 

i guess they deserve it

so...i guess we can keep blaming the devil

who ever that is

since he always busy...

and it seems god never is.....

writteninpain
 
 
My pen swings sways like a pendulum 

never boxed in

no box to box it in

margins dont lock me in

i write the moods life got me in

dont kno much about joy

or what i enjoy

so at times i go deep in

i script from the deep end

terrors i keep in

i just allow u a peep in

at times i scribble love

but its mostly wishing

so i loose myself in love

altered dispositions

see i lost my self to love

altered decisions

i etch  the miseries 

of histories mystories

homage to the ancestors that live with me

born to be heard

its in my delivery

i can feel garvey..malcolm literally spit with me

then there's erotic...

well

i describe the taste of

forbidden exchanges between strangers

locked in sex chambers

i can depict mouth tricks

and long sticks

balls u wanna juggle wit

curl up snuggle with

i wanna plant seeds of motivation

that grow into actions

so as u watch  life

my words are only captions

preach womanhood to our daughters

teach our sons the universal orders

i hope u can feel the expressions in my penmanship

just remember im an artist

sensitive about his shit.....

writteninpain
 
 
THIS WAS WRITTEN FOR THE SQUINTERS

WHO RUN THEY MOUTH LIKE SPRINTERS

enter the writteninpain

SINCE U PAINT PICTURES WITH TANTED BRUSHES

LET ME GIVE UR PICTURE SOME TOUCHES

SINCE IM THE TOPIC U TOUCHING

IN UR "SECRET DISCUSSIONS"

enter the writteninpain

COME LOOK CLOSER SEE

ITS ONLY ME

WHAT IS IT U TRYING SEE

HOW SICK TEENAGE GIRLS 

AFFECTED ME

SEXUALLY

NO ONE WAS THERE PROTECTING ME

SO U LABLE ME WHORE

WHAT FOR

WHEN MOST OF YALL I NEVER MET BEFORE

enter the writteninpain

I DEDICATED MY LIFE TO RAISING MY SON

DID U KNO I HAD ONE

ALONE 

ON MY OWN

NAH GO TOSS STONES

SINCE 16 I BEEN GROWN

MEANING U AINT GROW UP YET

IM A STAR ..JUST AINT BLOW UP YET

I ARRIVED...JUST DIDNT SHOW UP YET

enter the writteninpain

I GREW UP LOSING FRIENDS DAILY

PROJECT BATTLEFIELD 

LORD COULDN'T SAVE ME

I GREW UP WITH HALF A PARENT

SHE WAS HALF CRAZY

DIDNT KNO IF I WAS HER MAN OR HER BABY

enter the writteninpain

BULLET FRAGMENTS IN MY HEART SWIMING

REMIND ME WHY IM LIVING

SO

UR WORDS ARE LOST BEHIND ME

U DONT DEFINE ME

U CANT EVEN HURT ME

I KNO HURT

HURT IS WHEN UR UNBORN AND HER MOTHER DIE IN UR ARMS

enter the writteninpain

HURT IS WHEN U COME HOME TO A COUPLE MAKING LOVE IN UR BED

AND U LOST IN UR HEAD

CONFUSED AS WHAT TO DO 

CAUSE THIS DUDE AINT U

EXCUSE ME WHAT DID U SAY

SORRY IF IT DONT EFFECT ME ANYWAY

JUDGE ME

UR JUDGEMENT DONT BUDGE ME

I HIDE MY FACE CAUSE I KNO IM UGLY

U TRY

TO BEAUTIFY

A LIFE THATS A LIE

IM NOT A OPEN BOOK

IM A 3D MOVIE

THIS IS ONLY PART ONE

enter the writteninpain
 
 
i woke up b4 the sun

headed for the block

if im a get the ones gotta punch in before the cops

i slept 3 hrs a day for that i got props

had to stay focused any second it could pop

any minute someone may wanna test ya knuckles

run up on u with a blade wanna cut you

u got rivals on every corner wanna crush u

stick up kids waiting for mistakes ready to fuck u

u wanna expand u aint got the muscle

baby on the way

no fam to love u

try hard to believe its a god above u

when u cant see the path

and where u are is all u have

when ur life is a problem

and u cant do the math

cept u can pay ur rent

if u flip this half

so u split this dutch

and u tip this bag

steam it way

dream better days

don't forget to serve them fiends these trays

narc's on rooftops 

they taking pictures

informants is buying product

paying off snitches

this is no road to the riches

its a trap for the lost and ambitious 

me i was babyfaced

so when it all started to cave

i was unscathed 

but my boys

shoved in cells

shoved in graves

brothers knocked and locked

in critical numbers

sentenced to biblical numbers

so right now

i reminisce on the dice game

how we kept it rolling till the fights came

or the vice came

how we use to slap box

sharing chicken out the box

we would argue on the block

bout who the greatest mc...nas biggie or pac

life long friends 

they gone for life

those were my brothers

we lived by it 

swore by it

died by it

peace 
 
 
YOUR LOVE...

has me constantly THINKING BOUT U

filling me with QUESTIONS...

why the SMILE...distorted DISTRACTIONS WHO IS SHE?

im just LEAKING THOUGHTS....FEEL ME

i was FADING AWAY

THE BROKEN HEART...LOVE SHOULD NOT HURT

im a victim of UNLOVED LOVE ...CAGED BIRD

held HOSTAGE....DROWNING

but that was BACK THEN

see its COMPLICATED....now

im reviling my self

SECURE IN MY NAKEDNESS

noticing u through SQUINTED EYES

from my VANTAGE POINT

im wondering if ur heart has SPACE FOR ME

if u can see THE U IN ME

TRUTH BE TOLD

ALL I WANT...is to GET IT IN

my heart is like paper

MAYBE u can u be MY PEN

write about MY PASSION

you have distorted my BRAIN WAVES

stopping me from BOBBIN FOR APPLES at RANDOM

but this TRANSFORMATION

as me screaming ur FIRED!!!

to those who digitally grope me

all have been FORGOTTEN EFFORTLESSLY

REALLY TRUTH FROM ME

im discovering 

HOW DEEP IS UR BEAUTY

do u UNDERSTAND MY DRIVE?

can u hear THE OPENING of my heart

going crazy OVER U

i love u

wanna marry u to night

since u was NEVER A WEDDING BRIDE

lets do it right

under the moonlight

u in a dress

"more orange than white"

WHAT I FEAR...

is not living long ENOUGH

to love u forever

in TIME

we can wake up at sunrise 

take AFTERNOON NAPS

as for TODAY

im looking for u 

in my TOMORROW

wanna show u what im made of

BEFORE  WE MAKE LOVE

u got me crazy

WITH AND WITHOUT you

feeling like...im a DIE WITHOUT U

 no im not insane

just plain writteninpain

writteninlove
 
 
my production was the result of adolescent lust

for i was raised in the shadows... they spoke to me

after they would grope me

stole hope from me

i found my self raised by an idiot box

living life i wish was mine

mama hard to find

her husband whopping her behind

 gun pressed to her head

knife in his chest while sleepin

mama gone

secret keeping

i have homicidal nightmares

i still see him

life is a game of solitare

my deck had to many jokers

had no chip

so it flip to strip poker

i came up back to the wall

bloody knuckles for the brawl

couldn't escape it

had to take it all

addicted to them thin lines on sheet paper

it was like the reflection from the mirror

my pen was the straight razor

shot

stabbed

unbreakable this life i have

died twice

made moses laugh

and got the devil's autograph 

i prefer real enimies

over fake friends

i swim in the deep end

fighting those demonds that creep in

looking for angel's i can marry today

spread wings of love to me

til im carried away

sorry i get carried away

did u kno that i cry when i write?

and that my spirit is the ambition of moorish blood in derision

my ancestry only blessed me to test me

warriors are not life liver's

they are surviors

my mind is not based on education

but inspiration

and dedication

to never for get 

the strange fruit that littered the southern highways in the south

nat turner

the zulu nation

miss evers boys

the tuskegee airmen

my great great grandfather

he use to play trumpet for Josephine baker 

i got the the blues in me

shackled runaway 

keeping my eye on the finger

yet never missing the heavenly glory

see the fingers on the trigger

who gunna be the next nigger

get popped 

by a cop

case dropped

im sorry ...u didn't ask did u?

her last words were i loved u

then she died in my arms

so when i tell u my heart in the dirt

cause it hurts

pain is livid to me

my life is written in it

no gimmick in me

god and the devil both living in me

sometimes i lose the mask

my skin turns to glass...

i kno 

i kno

u ...didn't...ask.

writteninpain
 

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03/19/2011

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I tried to zip my lips but my spit still slipped

Wanted to know if u had a problem with me dropin my drips... 

hit ur page up with a script

loose lips cause eclipse

when i kno they not listening

to busy printing in

how much digital panties im getting in

women

call me written in pleasure

no pleasure in my living

im not just a voice either

i feel like meat

and its cold in the freezer

poetry's my wife

i may mistreat her

but i wont leave her

who i am

is who i will be

me 

4 that i make no apologies

I tried to zip my lips but my spit still slipped

Wanted to know if u had a problem with me dropin my drips... 

along your pages

since everybody kno me so well...
 
 
They often make stages..

Create places for faces on front pages

make u to break u

love u to hate u

elevate and celebrate u

just to derate u

crown u to down u

make u think u can walk on water 

just to drown u

edge close enuff to u 

to dissect u

inspect u

then try to disrespect u

stuck between stations

hating and admiration 

slicing off bits of imitations 

calling it creation

its like sportscasters

talking a lot

about who don't have game

when they cant hit a jumpshot

even a freethrow

how can u rate

when ur rating is zero

now thats cold

writteninpain
 
 
My skin consist of..

Cement, concrete and steel

Lost within the shadows..

Of living breathing monuments 

Like scared ground i'm bound to it

Them bricks, them streets

Is like my heartbeat

See my soul was born between the 5th floor and pebble beach...

Thats project talk for roof tops

Same place we made cherries pop

Hitting Cops with Rocks

as they watched my idols flip rocks for cash knots

Last night they shot Roc

Chased chino out is socks

Same rooftop

Now we letting off glocks

Keeping pigeons by the flocks

My flow was provoked by the fact we was broke

All we had was emcee dreams and ganja smoke

Plotting for breadman

Flowing over Redman

We tipped ashes in beer bottles

Them dudes u was afraid to walk pass was our role models

UR NOT FEELING ME

Im not from NY

NY is in me

Im from the BRONX

Putting flows to beats was born here

Battle bars birth place, in the first place

Virtues i hold close to me

WHO AM I SUPPOSE TO BE!!!!!

A man is defined by his words

If u not loud u wont be heard

Iron train gallops over head

Another neighbor's son is dead

Over bread

I'm from unsubtle rebutles

Turn gun scuffle

Block party one shot..

Feet shuffle

Home now avoiding piss puddles

This aint a struggle 

Its the everyday hustle

Try to evade the strays and ricochets 

My corner was full of dudes looking to get paid a quicker way

UR NOT FEELING ME!!!

We from 

Playing tag

To tagging up

packing bags to bagging up

Acting bad to acting up

Night time play in the pool

Now its night time we playing pool

Rack'em up

One of us caught beef we all had to back 'em up

Street Boppers

Beat Boxers

Slap Boxers

My mind runs along KRS-1

See how the bridge was over before it begun

We lable the borough home of the champions

UR NOT FEELING ME!!!!!!!!!

The Bronx birth lyrical minds

Rooted pride in all our lines

The lyrical capital

We built by design

Bronx finest

Bronx bravest

Bronx ledgend

LARRY DAVIS

We went from burnt out

To Boogie Down

Timbo's Hoodied down

Before Blood's and Crypts came along

It was Spades, Latin Kings and Decepticons 

Find the X on the map

Thats where the verbal treasures at

Where rhyme flow is measured at

Its just what we better at

Gun fights at Midnight

By morning mural in the lobby

Beer's and candles

His moms trippin to much to handle

Both her son's were killed to set an example

They were bronx legends 

Babe Ruth..Mickey Mantle

Just because of how they played the game...

Now they gone price of fame

R.I.P besides they name

Moment of silence....

Big Tiny

Black

Remo

Martin Santiago

Nelson Blanco

Mike Moore

Mike was 14 when they put two in his chest

He was only dating a spanish girl

Her brothers kept warning him...

UR NOT FEELING ME!!!!!!!!!

To many of my tears watered Woodlawn cemetary

Miles Davis is there

I would write poems on his tomb when ever i was feeling Kind of Blue

They took Scott La Rock before Criminal Minded dropped

This is for Tariq and Peter Guns

This is for 

Morris Houses 

Edenwald

Mott Haven

The Bronx is home 

Kiss the pavement

but...UR NOT FEELING ME !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Writteninpain

i wrote this while listening to a Eryk Moore track....the show we was doing that week was about where u from...so it hit me....i get home sick a lot.....so writing this was just there.....it just took me there.
 

Kamikaze

03/19/2011

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Check out the subtext or dissect my dialect

Minuscule insects swatted by intellect

Inject self respect  into your cerebral cortex

Or get snapped, trapped in a verbal vortex

Who Am I ?

The opener of eyes

Revealer of iconic lies

Where history lies

Wisdom's words never wasted on the wise

Religion is division

See it 

Third eye vision

Between divination and translation

The truth got missin'

But the proof not missin'

Those scared of the light might not listen

Religion was created to control the masses

Gods were created to put fear in their asses

Myth becomes legend

When enough time passes

Legends become lies

The truth burns to ashes

Churches become cash stashes

Religion is big business

CAN I GET A WITNESS?

Followers need leaders

Lies need believers

A nation founded by crooks

Yet...

You don't investigate who gave you the books

Taught you to pray and who to obey

Could it be true?

He without spirit 

Spiritually cultivated you

Are we to rejoice at slavery

Because he who enslaved brought Jesus to me

What became of the Gods of my ancestry

Let's get this right....

I reject my God

Because through slavery

This white man saved me

So after the whipping and the raping

Served the God...

That HE gave me

If that don't sound crazy

Catholics tell us Virgins are having babies

How can you gain logic

From the homo-erotic

Meek, Sweet, Turn the other cheek

He doesn't even follow the words that he speaks

Everything he told you

Part of the system built to control you

Waiting for a new age prophet

Not for profit

All I see is creatures in pimp outfits

Begin your mental transformation

Free your mind from the Plantation

Fight fear

Evoke a spiritual emancipation

Yoshua to Jesus

Illogical translation

Yoshua means the way to the light

Jesus means HEY ZEUS

Something isn't write

Some may see this as blasphemous

Yet... Can't understand why they laugh at us

They netted, sold, bought and branded us

Yet... We bow to the God they handed us 

They netted, sold, bought and branded us

Yet... We bow to the God they handed us 

They netted, sold, bought and branded us

Yet... We bow to the God they handed us 

FREE YOUR MIND!!!!

writteninpain