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Seeing what I hear
Hearing what I feel
A real touch can be unreal
A sound can be fake depends which way you take
into the branch of existence
Climbing down the tree pattern
Roots expand like a solar ring on Saturn.
Trap my body in a solid gold room
Think its of doom
But then you soon realize to much surprise
You’re in the zone or may I say Zen
I aint got no alibis
But ill explain again
That I’m your only friend
Ill spend every waking minute with you
Either us two or were through until I glue smash on your shoe I call you my boo
Frou Frou. Ill talk to you, do you like what I do, jump like a kangaroo…
In the jungle, u may find trouble, or stumble on a stump upon a branch
I put you in a solid trance, then we dance, we go prance, didn’t like Justin but liked the joyous one Lance.
Take off your pants, only if there’s some ants, in em’ wrap with tin
Foil foil toil troil bumble jumble my mumblin words
Its absurd to see your werd be heard around the globe, off to the stove , cook me those nachos, cheesy gordida crunch, there goes my lunch, taco bells got a hold of my Mexican or im gonna punch YOU

Perfect State of Mind

Its only when Im feeling like this I can diss my enemies though there’s really not many but theres plenty that I love that’s the way I think when Im high above the clouds surrounded by the trees in Kenya and Tanzania South Africa Bora Bora I don’t read the Torrah cuz I cant real Hebrew wish I could but Im a foo fo you cuz you a foo fo me smoke that tree smile with glee make some tea put in a little bit of honey smash your face in the glass press and let go of the gasoline I ruptured my spleen that’s a lie I aint positive yet for the test of mononucleosis DO I have rabies? Wanna have babies? Clay Aiken cookin me some bacon, I dig to you a hole that’s true of value I smell leaves in trees I got mad steeze and a little but of mac and cheese with a little parm on the pasta I am the rasta masta jam on das da way we roll a mole pick up some cole from santa clause I am hungry bring my some bras so I can fill em up with mucnhies and smunchie those chips and dip or I just go and break ya hip ill do a flip dip around and trip clip a paperclip to my shoe I blow on by you and yo crew

Being Selfish? (Jess)

It is crazy when ish hits the fan
spill it on a dish with liquid soap scrub it
lowlife wants to know my life
but I aint gonna share to you, my strife
cut it stab it stir it up with a knife
all I wanna do is destressify
complicating my mind is what i try
to avoid i spill the milk on the table
clean it up dont label me
im just sitting trying to stay low key
feeling good bustin round
keepin my head up not down
dont let it drown to the bottom of the sea
if you wanna bother me dont bother you should let me be
alone or social
stone face or emotional
stressed is a component
of my life as of now you know it
i grow up more and more everyday
i lose a breath as a get on my way
to where ill end up I dont know as of now
sitting on a cloud looking down and around
at all the world and other beings living
wishing i could of done that and forgiven
those that i held a grudge to
but now i know its stupid to do
that and hit my head with wack thoughts
like blood clots they fill up hit me like a rock
tick tock goes the clock i sit up or lay in bed
resting up my dreary head
waiting for the day to begin
washing off my feet of sins
knowing that im so damn lucky
to be livin in this world with minimal struggle
apposed to those who have it worse than me almost double
living in a shack full of straw and mud
while im complainin of the noise upstairs hear a loud thud
i should be more greatful for what i got
how do i show that without lookin self distraught
hopefully someday i can repay all the selfish things ive done
to hurt anyone like a bullet in a gun shot through the heart down
searching for that last breath to keep me on the ground.

Jack and Shawty Jill (Liz)

It’s kiiinda like this.

Getting attached to quick.

Static electricity from the balloon tied around your wrist,

Or what candy is to little kids.

Sometimes you get too wrapped in it,

Like lint in the laundry trap or some dirty ass linen,

Or that squeeze of a lemon in your cheap fountain drink

It’s got that charming sweet flavor

But, a hint of sour from the sink.

Check PLEASE,

Rewind back to the original steez,

That I brought and rocked before you.

Sorry, I lost my cool.

Not tryin to be a melted ice cube.

Not gonna be some open freezer door.

Not fallin for the add water, stir, ready to pour…lifestyle,

that you want me to live.

Take it slower,

Like a manual push lawn mower,

Up to the top of the hill,

Makin way for mr. jack and shawty jill,

Before they took that spill,

Like them I’ll climb,

Til I find what I need.

Use that “pail of water” I fetched and plant that seed.

Then one in the same, mr. new will follow too

Until then,

I won’t come “tumbling after” you.

Last Friday Night (Travis -- New Contributer!)

Im pumped up but I shouldnt be,
Got to save my energy.

Drinkin beers from nine to five,
Hope that I wont have to drive.

Sober up and drink some water,
Now Im guna have to fuck your daughter.

Its six a.m but im not tired,
Got work tomarrow, Ill prolly get fired.

Oh my god, Im so fucked up,
Pour the rum to fill the cup.

Landmines, beer pong, a couple bong hits,
Gimme a couple more beers, just a couple more sips.

DUI, blowin .25,
Got six bitches sqeezed in the back of my ride.

Friends in jail and cant make bail,
His girlfriends who Im gunna rail.

Suns comin up, but its not endin,
Margaritas still need blendin.

funny finger food (jess)

Sippin through a straw
Rhyming with no flaws
Rockin the sportsbra I run around
Around the town up and down
Sit up push up its all been done
Kickbox yoga fuckin jimmy neutron
Endorphins released im straight good
Feelin like I should rockin round the neighborhood
Weekends almost here and I can’t wait
Till Halloween October 31st is that date
Costume and dress up wont look like a slut
Maybe a little bit but the name is not legit
Drunken state of mind, close ya mind to being blind
Rappin my rhymes ya might just laugh
I don’t care cuz to me it’s a mothafuckin craft
Something to release my mind into
Red orange yellow green and blue
Colors of the light spectrum
Every decision you make
Every step ya take
Haters wanna ache on my bones and my mind
Don’t let that happen ill take it as a crime
I’ll blow it in your face and spray ya ass with mase
Open up the candy case m&ms and butterfinger
Twizzlers hot chocolate makes me linger linger linger
Towards the fridge turn on the skillet
cook me some chicken, fry it and grill it

roaming gnoming (Liz)

contrary to popular belief,
i bring life and death like the great barrier reef
angel fish, sting ray, manitee,
wannabe swaying with the current of the big blue deep
and maybe i'll find atlantis or the little mermaid swimming around with her voice all there and that long red hair.
see how she feels and provide you proof that fairytales really are real.
cuz up on dry land, there is only the sand
the common ground is fertile for the turlte who took it slowly
unlike the rabbit that bounced on through the race, to grab the empty trophy case.
&most of us are like that, cant appreciate the enlightened fact
so, go big or go home
no more of this roaming gnoming
foaming at the mouth like you got rabies suddenly
have to lather, rinse, repeat, your lungs out like the laundry.

heart attack (Liz)

No, i'm not gonna eat from the hand that feeds your greedy soul.
Just feelin the beat of this hip hop rock and roll
I’m not your toy.I call my own shots, boy.
I don’t do conceded but I know im better than that, smarter than that, my own creative habitat
Things are changing right before my eyes these days
Left right switch flick one handed trick dive and dip
Good thing I got my crew doin all that crazy ish you wish you could do
Cuz its nothing on me I be what I wanna be no matter how you do me
Curse me quick cuz that’s the only way you know how to play
Head caught in the roots of the weeping willow tree tangled up so tightLAY
But youre not gonna shake me il set my own self free, rock my own leaves
And im on my way to keepin it real cuz im signing on with myself my OWN little deal.
Give what life brings you im not trying to sound like a Hindu Egyptian queen goddess whatev-stress just steppin onto the comfy mattress of a rap scene to be mean
I speak from the heart AND the attack cuz what I say will make you hurt so good and bring you right back to the wing ‘I own you’ of the ICU where il invade you and raid you until you respect me & stop the boo-hoo
You cut me but im not bleedin and im not made of that celophane.
That’s what makes my life so fantastically insane.
I hope you can stand it or I hope that you cant and the need to want, tears your mind open and finds you peace in the madness unattractive unradness.

Change (Jess)

Relieving stress is a test of our minds
We race from head to toe while we sittin blind
To what is out there for our conscience and us
It may be a bust but we can trust
That simple life may bring us delight
We don’t need excess cash, cars or things
Those don’t affect our survival that man brings
We need to focus on creating peace with ourselves
My boy the Dalai Lama can say it no one else
Its printed on my back, some people say its whack
But I believe you in front on helping others is not a selfish act
I’d like to keep track on how much I can believe
In the one thing I wish my mind to achieve
Some sort of balance in my intellect
That changes occur all the time through thinking
And feeling, emotion, and singing true
What impacts me may not impact you
We’re different we change every single day
But our motives at times go astray
We may get off target with our goals and dreams
But it may seem the dream may scream into the scene
The blindness that covers our eyes to what is real
Can be felt to feel, may be black or white
No colors to see when we’re runnin through the night
In a tunnel with a light gazed at the end
It is the light where our new path begins
A flight, a concourse, a way we go forth
Into our future, we head up on north
Whether it be Canada or heaven, wherever we decide
We shouldn’t be scared and hide our pride.
One must rep where they’re from no matter what
We can strut our stuff and hope we get noticed
Or have that inner confidence that is almost potent
Like a poisonous gas it leaks into the air
Like drumming on a snare it continues the smell
Teary eyed, I almost lied again and again
I could just tell this life gots its ups and downs
Im just turning around to the sound that I surround
In my ears no fears, whisper words stab with spears
In my heart, head, mind, body soul
I will be me for all ya’ll to see
It wont just be a piece, its me as a whole.

Seven Deadly Sins (Jess)

It’s a silly way we deal with things
Speak our mind so clear it rings
Like a bell a noise goes off in our head
Spelling out a verse of our feelings we dread
Love is a tough word to describe when you haven’t felt it
Wish I had but clearly I have dealt, with it
In my mind all the time I constantly ride
With the image of loneliness tearing up the times
That I could be enjoying… its life I’m young
All I need is to breathe the air that is strung
Within atmosphere beneath my tongue
But I went through this shit all last year
I shed many tears and broke out many fears
That I didn’t know I had, but im glad I learned
All these emotions churned into the
Seven deadly sins is what we live with
Pride is good and confidence is key
But disruption of this may lead to excess
Which may bring failure or success
Envy and jealousy brings us to thinking
Do we wish to be others ? or watch ourselves as we be sinking
Into gluttony and selfishness with greedy fuckin bitches
Anger then comes into play bury it into the ditches
That we build in our mind with sloth and greed
We’re lazy but want success and money
Cash and riches and being on top
Of the world we cant stop until we drop
Dead to mankind, to others, to us, you cant stop it
Or be afraid it happens at some point
Just live with fulfillment of joy and happiness
Sit on top of that mountain and smoke a joint

Caught Red Handed (Liz)

Caught red handed, bitches branded
and theyre chillin around cuz theyre chronic dope fiends
getting wasted off of those things
that give me reasons to rhyme.
like I remember one time
when it got outta hand
I walked around losin benja-MAN.
Hes into that too busy groove and quickly lost his swagga.
And I knew it was coming
I really did its true
cuz as soon as I got my hopes so high all the happy yellow turned blue.
Like the rain from the sky that hits the ruts in the road
but I will walk this out like a full grown toad
and then the snow will fall down so that I can ride again
and not have to worry about missing another friend.
All this shit piles on me so high,
one minute I’m so happy the next I’m off key with myself feelin broken inside.
Want to be born again,
from pampers to depends
where I don’t have to rely on anyone for a while
and I can trust myself to be me read me and not worry about
all the guys that wanna do me screw me fool me lose me accuse me rinse and reuse me like a fucking dish napkin at evening brunch that they wipe their mouths with when its time for real lunch
and shape up wake up gotta redo my make up
and clean my face with the dawn suds in the cold water of their stone hard souls
cuz I sit back and let it happen.
i lost that confidence in me
and now its all in my head
this burning fire and rage that nobody wants me.
ive been there before
back and forth like the swing from fourth grade
when the sky hit me soft and conformed to my being,
that’s the closest I got to flying away
like the bird in the tree who saw me
and knew that I was losin it
cuz all I do is analyze shit.
I know I cant help it,
it wont go away cuz it’s a habit that i have
and hate to this day.
So when they come for me
I wont be ready
cuz im busy tryin to reset this zooming in and out on the sweet frame of life. Refocus, induce, embrace within
cuz if I keep letting it happen
it wont be what I need, wont be healthy,
wont be that yum fresh shredded parmesian cheese at the grocery.