6.11.2013

TKO


Technical Knock Out

Go to sleep one arm over eyes
All the lights on TV still blaring

Inheriting parental nods leaning on couches
Good groove early temper flare

Never learned to deal with anger effectively
Challenging self to become better

Surrounded by books magazines newspapers
Vinyl tapes CDs videos pictures

Various forms of media designed
To provide insight side profile PBS

Art of elocution practice BS jive and shuffle
How will you hustle legally

A little thievery just to get ahead
Quicker faster make sure your resume

Stands out from the pile
Qualifications guaranteed by best effort

Superb in ghetto gifted and talented
Now mediocre by college prep

Grind to study greater gain from ultimate sacrifice
Ancestors’ decisions to hold steady
To rocky dreams of mountains tragedy

Fountains of youth’s apathy
All hail illuminati majesty
That controls your powerful path

Where is the happiness during
Those funky cloudy days

Where the path out the maze
Is never absolutely clear

Hold your faith as your passion

Please don’t fall victim to fear in every thought
Behind every blink

Within each inch
Just a pinch is usually enough

Hard to add up when all mathematics
Terribly fuzzy

Who could ever love me
As much as those in closed quiet
20 Clason Point Lane

So much has changed
Hardly much remains except
What occurs between suenos that left you sweating

Regretting everything you never said
All that you wished you could have screamed

Randomly out loud while watching evening news
About a world we barely understand

How much we could do
With the tiny slice we have

Must grab attention with your GODLY ACTIONS
One day you wake up

You are old
How quickly does your VIDA happen? 

hallelujah


Gloria Gloria

Embrace your faith never fear
Certain melodies move you to point
Of tears trickling down face

Flowing like johnny pump deluge
Flood block with puddles of pain

Easy to walk over worry
Rhyme calmly find moments of tranquility

Qualities of quitters quite a few
How will you best spend your time
Past curfew with lights out

Juggling bubbling variety of vanity
Many ways of processing sanity

Screwed a little loose too much room to play
Can easily trip over extension

No pretending are you for real?
Won’t ever reveal what you can’t conceal

Your obnoxious is obvious
Procrastination participation within populace

In love with lack of consequence
Every utterance noxious nonsense

One way circling around twisted lane

So much depends upon
Who exits who remains

Exchange foreign of pleasantries
More comfortable with weaponry

No subliminals directly tell you
Death is what you selling me

No returns no money back
No concern while you burn
Away what you lack

Compounded by your slack
Hard horizon won’t let you iron out issues

What if imaginary pistils in palms
Blasted flowers from finger dandelion shots
Allow wishes instead of vicious revenge

End only momentary pause
Next breath next lifetime seeking source

Mainframe outline thousand approximate pixels
In fuzzy picture

Memory faded photographic
Turbo rapid fire

Can never press buttons fast enough
To activate next levels without defeating
Enemies flawlessly remarkably

When passed mic with infinite audience
Words are lost never simple to encounter

Complex divine design
Crooked line please don’t step outta

4.30.2013

callate

no me diga

the block is so dead
the corner got a tag on its toe
the pigs want to put you
in a bookings blender
send you to a cell
to feast on social security slop
silence dances around the desk
begging you to choose me me me
to tell you the answer
might find this precisely puzzling
as the revolution keeps hustling
the next release date
where you will change everything
the next day will remain the same
false promises are worse
than staining the drawers
at least that might keep stinking
but your attempts disposing
the garbage without recycling
leave aftertaste of pussy incense
with each progressive bite
starting to get to your gut
all that fried shit giving you feelings
you don't want
close your eyes
after watching the skyline
reimagine the streets and alleys
replay the marathon circular
bringing you back where you started
origins planted in vacant lot
with perfect amount of sunshine
flourish with flowers
dandelions fancy way to bring
fantasies to grass roots
stops right at concrete curb
the river from the hydrant
is deep enough to drown
if you haven't held your air
your fears will shout you out
on the street but ignore you in public
pop shit in privacy of your potential
rewind the instrumental
so you can open up your heart
on the soulful beat

08 brown book exclusive

Cypher Equality Shadow (2008)

My mind distant
Shoulders cold
Soul frigid

People done burned enough bridges
I am not about to step

Outside of self seeking affirmation
Cannot inspire others for determination

Self degradation has become the new style
Today has become cooler to icegrill
Than smile

Confrontational non denominational
Tradition

Word is born like Goya beans
Tortured self portrait right in front of you

Uncomfortable when unaccustomed to
Natural fear

If everything is a lie
Then only the breeze is actual

Don’t be afraid to look yourself in the mirror
Don’t be afraid of the mess you made

Don’t hide your vulnerabilities
Rock them like new kicks

Stop running in place
Marathon massacre began last year

In this race
Efficient stamina to be the first one or last
At the finish line

Don’t spend the better part of your life
Asking why? Instead of how?

You can make the Atlantic waves crash
The Orchard Beach of your mind

Hold promises made to self
Most important

You fire sale pieces of times
To the highest quitter
In a concerted effort to procrastinate longer

Who have you been fooling?
The jig has been up
Everybody else knows the surprise
Except you

Who continue to exhibit
Warning signs of treason

Every second when claiming
To be crafting classic

You have simulcast your misery
To every world market

The planet needs some hope
Right now just in case you haven’t noticed

El mundo suddenly taken a turn
For the most gloomy

Got you walking round eyes closed
Bumping into your destiny

Who you swear in a dream
Told you she would take you
Out the hood forever

Maybe you missed the memo
But were only eligible for sweepstakes
But not guaranteed victory

So no
Don’t get bitter
Get on your grind
On your job

Wake up
Life won’t knock on the door
To sooth you out the nightmare

Wiping away doubt
Telling you everything will be alright

Nah
Far from it
Gentle kind sir

3.07.2013

Shits and Giggles



Boldly declare your identity
With no apology compromise or negotiation

Take or leave me for who I is
Proclaimed power practice in your preaching

Reaching beyond levels unseen
Connect reality to your dreams

No need to be timid in your bold affirmations
Can’t spend time awaiting another
To fall in love with your future

More distant than past yesterdays added up
To complicated cumulative experience

Perseverance and dedication to push
Through the drowning drought of doubt

Ink expands
Silence contracts

Makes your voice give language
To life lived within parenthesis

Heavy guarded caution do not enter
Signs encouraging you to never

Step outside yourself in quest for love
That should exist without expiration

Inside glowing Corazon in tune
With earth’s spinning all of us dizzy

Finding balance in middle of jungle
Gym monkey bars seesaw us climbing to the top

Take your time sliding to get to the bottom
Of what’s really bothering me

What’s the remedy for all your temerity
Tuck that shit the city is brutal break a bottle

On the building for the baptism of lost souls in all those
Houses bulldozed in the footprint

Feeling insignificant
In front of grandeur of grand opening

More hoping with soaking
In rhythms of pastime paradise

Realize life ain’t half as nice
As any other binary digital artifice

What happens when there is no electricity
What torch will you spark

Who are you left with
Only goons and sharks after dark

Slowly coming to a stop
Where you have to stop
Where you have to transfer

Go beneath the surface
To find that lava
That will light your holy path

Too many questions to ask
Few will answer constant reminders

Of prior transgressions reactions to document
As much as possible while paranoid

Never quiet in midst of gritty noise
Pause to analyze the causes and effects

Affecting your peripheral surroundings
Pounding of temples means brain is full
Of many illicit thoughts running wild

Make it to finish line for
Breathtaking exhilaration
So hilarious

You could regurgitate right now
Just for shits and giggles

interrogation




What will you carve out the concrete

Tears don’t make beautiful fossils
Shift in breeze causes flare of nostrils

Hostile towards anyone bumping into profile
Hands full of hair clenched enough to rip out roots
Scuffles on the floor with sessions understeps

Ain’t too much time left
When you been counting every second

Adding up all the loose change
To chain along individual looseys

Giving you a funny feeling about
Where you headed

How much deception can you pocket
Pick your spoils

Where you show up camouflaged
With shadows of sandstorms
At Orchard nicknamed chocha

Loco how schools go in four year cycles
Of rebirth renaissance new ideas

Building on top of firm foundation
Ability to question deconstruct

King court jester on your mother tongue
Language distanced from ancient wisdom forgotten

Make limited edition knowledge wholesale
Might get your understanding

Shining over constant turmoil
Destroying us asunder

Providing the sounds for veteran fiends
Still got that good groove enough dance moves

To never lose focus keep awake even though
Eyes drift to lower raptures plateau

Feels so lovely comfortable oppression
Like hand me down holy socks

Sweaters keeping chill away in winter
Keep in touch with your inner sanctum

Sanctuary condominium confusion
Down payment on doubt so easy

Hold it on the arm when clouds exist in chest
Take another congested breath

Describe the blinking momentum
Pushing you to lay down

Push away from the table saying I’ll be right back
Knowing you already bounced

Hoping your ghosts will create something timeless

Context critical consciousness
Aware of all your criminal sin

Oblivious of the obvious
Ridiculous regular sentences describe daily battles

Much rather build than destroy

Leave pieces of your soul
All over the proximity

Don’t go with your death so willingly

2.26.2013

i been writing


Dulzura de Sangre

Have your cake and eat it too
Until you blue with frosting
Dripping off face and windshield

Tell us how the wind feels like
Broken sky

Unify past present and future
Take a few moments to gather
Yourself and get in proper position

Each confession more
Painful and stressful than
Previous paragraph

Pass through so many clouds
Life was constantly overcast
Storm significant

How small are you next to a stoic century

How times have made man
Which man made time
Enough for you to visit

Invisible yous huddled low
Frantically burning at the end
Of the bench after practicing dribbling

Don’t ever feel mediocre

Look out for rainbow sprinkles
Dancing over your memories

Heard the trees sing all day
With the seasons’ shift in the air

Walked around myself
Because time travel is never easy

Actually I did plenty
Remember every snow shower
And thunder up and down the Lane
Almost a Bronx River
But no Johnny pump could produce
This deluge cutting
Down all the original foliage

Feels like there’s no place to play
Planes streak smoke
Across sharp cielo

If you fly while you stunt
Impossible to lay low

Colors will identify quickly
Better to move like a ghost
Evaporate swiftly

Squirrels forcing you back on point
Harder to remember your path

See young ones forgetting todays lessons
Faster than you could speak

So confused hesitate before they reach
Even to eat next meal

May not be promised
Hungry not too much

Leave some room for knowledge
Courage to share with confident others
Only sense hatred with sisters and brothers

There I am right in the middle
Trying to break up an everlasting fight

I tell them to find your voice
However scared they are
And scream as loud as you can

Learn your words
And just dive into that cold pool

Splish splash
Next cry for air in deep water

In the game movements
Must be precise enough
For you to score safely

Without any verbal crutch
Or emotional hiccups

Internal pursuit of hidden language
Mixed with everyday panic

Making harassment regular
Another competitor
Throwing soul through microphone
To let the world understand his depression

Throwing peanuts
At the sad elephant
Tragic clown

Don’t pass down any of your anguish
Hope next generation
Will never be troubled

I started writing
In front of two way
Truthful peacock mirror

Allowing you to see a future
Couldn’t be any clearer
Except blink

Fast forward
Right here
Tomorrow nearer