im slightly fit,
but i can get wrecked,
and i like tits,
but no dis-respect,
i got the kit
and major spit,
and it aint no joke,
and it aint no shit.
hate school,
but i aint no dummy,
dodgin' teachers like
mutherfuckin gumbi
and im doin jumping jacks
to get rid of my tummy!
gonna get a hitch
on outta this ditch,
and i gotta stitch
that hurts like a bitch!
i dont need no shit
i dont need no dope
i dont need an ass-blast
i just need a rope,
and some candy,
livin on a mountain like
ghandi.
i dont like math one bit,
and i eat,
and i sleep,
and i draw,
and i shit.
i aint a bozo,
i dont hang with hoes,
me c-note,
and thats the way it goes.
no shit.
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
flip flop
flip-flop,hippity-hop,
offa yer rocker and
over the top,
the word is a fiction and
life is a lie,put on
some abba and let's get
high.
- great sage and eminent junkie henry dean
offa yer rocker and
over the top,
the word is a fiction and
life is a lie,put on
some abba and let's get
high.
- great sage and eminent junkie henry dean
Saturday, January 13, 2007
Thursday, January 11, 2007
c-note + mc stamina-steel in the night remix
It's a silent night, my grip is tight.
Livin' on the tip of my blade,
there's one thing I can't escape,
it is my fate!
My battle is about to start,
I unsheath my blade and then I charge!
MC Stamina:
My blade actually cuts the air, and the
wind blows through my hair,
and anger echoes in my stare.
Steel twists, flips and whips,
I sense moves in my mind,
my blade cuts through time,
I'm a rhyme-a-dime!
C-Note:
Blood, pain, anger and sweat, I'm in
too deep and'll never regret!
I always watch my cards, I'm
cuttin' through you like meteors
cut through stars! I run,
the air rip's around me, I slash through
phonies cuz' thet clown me!
I slash first, I never stutter!
I cut through ya'll like a hotknife
through butta'!
Shadows wrap me in a blanket of death, I'll
fight to my very last breath!!
MC Stamina:
My sword is a paintbrush,
my battle instinct gives me a rush!
I am a samurai, I don't use stealth,
In my sword skillz I have wealth!
The cool air, there is still heat and
I don't use a sheath, and I grit my
teeth, we've definetly got beef!
Swords clash, so fucking fast!
My feet crash, to smash the
photograph in half!
I get cut, it's not much I'll
rip ya'll in half, lets see your stuff!
You're not so tough! You'll get
caught up in the samurai way,
watch out or you'll die by my blade!!
Livin' on the tip of my blade,
there's one thing I can't escape,
it is my fate!
My battle is about to start,
I unsheath my blade and then I charge!
MC Stamina:
My blade actually cuts the air, and the
wind blows through my hair,
and anger echoes in my stare.
Steel twists, flips and whips,
I sense moves in my mind,
my blade cuts through time,
I'm a rhyme-a-dime!
C-Note:
Blood, pain, anger and sweat, I'm in
too deep and'll never regret!
I always watch my cards, I'm
cuttin' through you like meteors
cut through stars! I run,
the air rip's around me, I slash through
phonies cuz' thet clown me!
I slash first, I never stutter!
I cut through ya'll like a hotknife
through butta'!
Shadows wrap me in a blanket of death, I'll
fight to my very last breath!!
MC Stamina:
My sword is a paintbrush,
my battle instinct gives me a rush!
I am a samurai, I don't use stealth,
In my sword skillz I have wealth!
The cool air, there is still heat and
I don't use a sheath, and I grit my
teeth, we've definetly got beef!
Swords clash, so fucking fast!
My feet crash, to smash the
photograph in half!
I get cut, it's not much I'll
rip ya'll in half, lets see your stuff!
You're not so tough! You'll get
caught up in the samurai way,
watch out or you'll die by my blade!!
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
drive
smash,damn
this car is fast
gonna get whiplash
on youre ass.
tires rip pavement
my white knuckles,
jingle bells note books
and belt buckles.
street lights in the
night block my sight.
no touch,my feelings
are felt,dont care if i
die,dont
wear a seatbelt.
change in the glove
box,radio clocks
and a pair of stinky socks.
plant my ass in the seat,
grit my teeth,
tires screech on the street,
make my day complete.
pump sterio
with the
rock-rock,dont say i cant
drive or ill give
you a pop.
this car is fast
gonna get whiplash
on youre ass.
tires rip pavement
my white knuckles,
jingle bells note books
and belt buckles.
street lights in the
night block my sight.
no touch,my feelings
are felt,dont care if i
die,dont
wear a seatbelt.
change in the glove
box,radio clocks
and a pair of stinky socks.
plant my ass in the seat,
grit my teeth,
tires screech on the street,
make my day complete.
pump sterio
with the
rock-rock,dont say i cant
drive or ill give
you a pop.
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
me and j
well,mc stamina,
look at theese,
i dont say thanks
and i dont say please,
and i draw abstract
when i eat swiss cheese.
well,my names
joe f,and im all
snip-snip,and im
stamina's dad,
and i run a tight
ship.i bust a mean beat
but im not so mean,
and i watch csi on a
twelve inch screen.
i can calculate till two and
draw till nine, im the
next leonardo,im
the next einstien!
and im lookin' fine,
i can get a date,
om only five pounds
overweight!ive got stam,and
heres what i say,
i can rock your ass
all through the day.
look at theese,
i dont say thanks
and i dont say please,
and i draw abstract
when i eat swiss cheese.
well,my names
joe f,and im all
snip-snip,and im
stamina's dad,
and i run a tight
ship.i bust a mean beat
but im not so mean,
and i watch csi on a
twelve inch screen.
i can calculate till two and
draw till nine, im the
next leonardo,im
the next einstien!
and im lookin' fine,
i can get a date,
om only five pounds
overweight!ive got stam,and
heres what i say,
i can rock your ass
all through the day.
Monday, January 08, 2007
blazin barrels
bullets blaze,
through the air in a haze,
of shrapnel,
and id rather
shoot than grappel.
casings spit from uzis and nines,
and bullets penetrate anything
they find.
reload,lock,snap,blast,
and it kicks back.
clinking banging,
triggers slamming,
casings clanging.
rubble pukes from
walls and celings,
my adrenaline charges,
and ups my breathing.
shatters and clatters,
blood mists and spatters,
the remaining warriors know full well..
open the door,send them to hell.
duck,tuck,and roll,and get cover,
ill live one day to tell another.
floor expodes and i
hit the wall,
goes black,
and then
i see it all.
i am a lucky one,
drop casings and run,
and the battle is done.
through the air in a haze,
of shrapnel,
and id rather
shoot than grappel.
casings spit from uzis and nines,
and bullets penetrate anything
they find.
reload,lock,snap,blast,
and it kicks back.
clinking banging,
triggers slamming,
casings clanging.
rubble pukes from
walls and celings,
my adrenaline charges,
and ups my breathing.
shatters and clatters,
blood mists and spatters,
the remaining warriors know full well..
open the door,send them to hell.
duck,tuck,and roll,and get cover,
ill live one day to tell another.
floor expodes and i
hit the wall,
goes black,
and then
i see it all.
i am a lucky one,
drop casings and run,
and the battle is done.
Sunday, January 07, 2007
anamatronic
anamatronic,super super sonic,
space age suckas taking
drugs and tonics,
moon rocks and jets,
loading docks, ill take
what i can get.
use lasers,light sabres,like razors,
and we all have pets.
nuclear winter,
ailien conspiricy,
buttloads of hobos
wipe clean with squeegy
kids playin v-games,
mario,luigi.
cops,swats and snipers,
decoding codes and syphers,
and all the little kids follow all the pied pipers.
systems control
all the kids,all of us,
we dont do what we want,
they lord over us.
the answer to all this my friend?
rebel till the fucking end.
space age suckas taking
drugs and tonics,
moon rocks and jets,
loading docks, ill take
what i can get.
use lasers,light sabres,like razors,
and we all have pets.
nuclear winter,
ailien conspiricy,
buttloads of hobos
wipe clean with squeegy
kids playin v-games,
mario,luigi.
cops,swats and snipers,
decoding codes and syphers,
and all the little kids follow all the pied pipers.
systems control
all the kids,all of us,
we dont do what we want,
they lord over us.
the answer to all this my friend?
rebel till the fucking end.
Saturday, January 06, 2007
thinking
laying alone in my room,
exhausted,thinking of foods,
fried,coocked,and frosted.
thinking if i die,of the things i couldent
do,and why im here and
not with you.artificial glows
penetrate the cieling,
and i try desprately to deal
with my feelings.angels watching
over me,just because you cannot see,
dosent mean it cannot
be.lining the walls,are drawings
and posters,why not think of
food again,ovens and toasters.
i lose control of it all
and fall
into a sleep and a dream
without zippers or seams,
and i feel slighty redeemed.
exhausted,thinking of foods,
fried,coocked,and frosted.
thinking if i die,of the things i couldent
do,and why im here and
not with you.artificial glows
penetrate the cieling,
and i try desprately to deal
with my feelings.angels watching
over me,just because you cannot see,
dosent mean it cannot
be.lining the walls,are drawings
and posters,why not think of
food again,ovens and toasters.
i lose control of it all
and fall
into a sleep and a dream
without zippers or seams,
and i feel slighty redeemed.
Friday, January 05, 2007
spray paint fantasies
pavement is soft smooth and straight, get a can of paint,stay late line the walls with
love or hate. running through skateparks,buildings,in an urban place.flash lights in
the night run down empty streets,express your thoughts and never go to sleep.
cans clatter,run with us no coral,seeing all the junkies and the weomen without morals.
jacket flapping,sirens in my ears,but i shouldent believe everything that i hear.
bright lights and hallucinations in my eyes,as my feet pound on the ground and penetrate
the sound all around the cops are gone, the lights grow faint, we pull into an alley, and
get out the paints.
love or hate. running through skateparks,buildings,in an urban place.flash lights in
the night run down empty streets,express your thoughts and never go to sleep.
cans clatter,run with us no coral,seeing all the junkies and the weomen without morals.
jacket flapping,sirens in my ears,but i shouldent believe everything that i hear.
bright lights and hallucinations in my eyes,as my feet pound on the ground and penetrate
the sound all around the cops are gone, the lights grow faint, we pull into an alley, and
get out the paints.
Thursday, January 04, 2007
grapple
sweat breaks across my chest head and steds
and i hurt every breath, punch kick and slice till
sudden death. pumping my mind and my brain, trying to
sustain and blood rains, can you take the heat?
put me in the hot seat with my fists and my
feet, i sense your moves easily block counter and
strikeand we bleed,ripping through the air
joyful rebellion ehcoing in my stare, i am not
scared,attack me if you dare, my mucles strain with
the weight of a bane but i can take the pain.
and i hurt every breath, punch kick and slice till
sudden death. pumping my mind and my brain, trying to
sustain and blood rains, can you take the heat?
put me in the hot seat with my fists and my
feet, i sense your moves easily block counter and
strikeand we bleed,ripping through the air
joyful rebellion ehcoing in my stare, i am not
scared,attack me if you dare, my mucles strain with
the weight of a bane but i can take the pain.
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
first blog
this is my first blog! after this , ill update daily droppin rhymes like
bombs!be ready!
im also an artist, check out my other blog, and my web gallery/journal!
bombs!be ready!
im also an artist, check out my other blog, and my web gallery/journal!
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