Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Learning as I go (poetry)

Ive learned that this life is multiplied by infinity its just not for only me. Your time will run out thats just how it goes eternally. Im gifted my truck lifted. Through all the roaches ive already sifted the sun came up time to go back to work. Damn right im gonna work this. Too old to twerk this. Another hearse. Javon kearse retiring just yesterday magic was the best point guard on the planet. Everyones got it twisted. Im gonna drink a fifth to this. My grandmas were right family is the most important. These hours will seem like minutes. Gotta be generous cause you cant take any of it with you. Might as well have a send off thats worthy of another dimension. Im done pimpin ive been pimped. Id rather be square. They seem to live their life oblivious. But human nature has a way of getting up thats for sure. Im sure i wont be here much longer. After im done contributing to this fair existence that we perceive. Im not trying to deceive. I did that for a minute but im still trying to live. But i guarantee ya. While most brothers are looking to take. You can count on ol G danny V. Streets of pomona, phelan, san berdoo, im gonna give. Mr absolete, immediate absence of good decisions. But after a while dont dismiss me im gonna fix it. Cause i dont only got the friends i got the grits. From the dirt of the basement to being a complete solution lets do this im gonna bring attitude and humbleness.

You frustrate me like new religion

Your what i like to call new religion. Ive forgotten more books of the bible than you even know how to pronounce or even know were written. You misinterperet what your reading so let me learn you boy. Your about to get a mental whoopin from your daddy. Ill teach you lessons about how people in the old testament used to destroy. Eye for an eye but in the new testament turn the other cheek, written by man, to believe every single thing you would be a fool. You dont need to learn in school. Deep down you know the right choice the devine truth it lives and breathes within each and every one of you. Im no different. Only difference is i know life. From the bottom to the top. Ive been everywhere you can imagine. Ill never let go of the past Pat summerall and John madden. But the future is a dimension I gotta believe in. Even though you don't feel or get me leaving is tempting. A sudden disapearance would be fitting. I hope everyone would let go this disappearance isn't gripping. This aint murder she wrote. I fell off a boat. A note i wrote. Nobody liked me like a baseball card in the spokes. A quiet room and im the dumb ass telling jokes. What the fucks the difference. I should have just shut my mouth but instead i spoke.

Friday, March 7, 2014

The day my music died


Below is a brain leak from my feelings of 1996. That year was crazy. In March of 1996 Tupac released the album All Eyez on Me. It was probably the best rap album (close second is Snoops Doggystyle). A month later a week after he was married Bradley Nowell died of an overdose in San Francisco. 3 months later in July the album Sublime Sublime was released. Two months later in Las Vegas, Nevada Tupac was shot and died a week later. Then, to make matters worse Biggie Smalls was killed in March 1997. Literally, 3 of my favorite artists gone in less than a year. I guess it's true that the good die young.
 
I dont know how far ill go, it depends how far this thing will take me. Ive digressed in more things but overachieved in other ways got this situation in submission. But ya gotta stay on your toes. Took 40 years so you know i still aint learned. On my heels half the time, id give anything to have 96 back with sublime. Tupac still alive and tommy lasorda still on the sideline. But thats the year all my music died. Followed shortly by my nigga biggie from the east side. The left side of the coast i sit and talk with all their ghosts. I dont need to boast, quite the opposite im pretty humble for a lightning rod.   All you bitches got your pantiest in a wad. I have just cause to get away, call me jaws. You can call it an escape clause. Ill let you out of this business. Actually you can take it just because behind these 4 walls i cant feel alive. Get me out this coop into a sound booth. Or ill even take preventing the next john wilkes booth. Ill even take the fbi guy in bones, that dude booth. I guess i used to be smooth. Maybe its all been a figment my imagination. Gets away with me but ill take it cause my realities already spent. Ive already accepted the truth.