Call For Arm's...

  Where am I?

I'm Greeted and disorientated by Buzzing

Suffering with the thoughts that I'm experiencing Amnesia

I can’t remember the thoughts of yesterday

I think my minds gone clubbing

My hairs falling out again the stress has set in

I'm sat with A hardened face

I'm Drunk, I'm slurring

You’re probably thinking that's reasons why I can’t get a decent word in

Alcohol isn't the message that I'm promoting so keep on reading

The child that watched helplessly his father raise a fist to his mother

In the name of Black Power

The child knows and grows like the animosity surrounding his people

So he wishes he can return the favour

In the name of Black Power

Raise one hand in victory and stand not alone on the podium

He hopes he’s joined by the unafraid others

In the name of Black Power

The buzzing's back I've taken a turn for the worst

I look in horror to see why as a community were cursed

Look upon two of my brothers fighting, intertwining in senseless violence

After all said and done another two locked up and the animosity heightened

What was a hook to first brother’s face

When the other brother’s upper lip got cut

Another two in a cage as family's in communities still crying freedoms a must

But for the two it’s not too late to stand together with a raised fist

In the name of Black Power

As a community we should stand to promote Black Power

But some of our own hide away behind their skin afraid

Who fathered these cowards?

Who am I to preach?

What I've said doesn't differ to anything that's been said before

Things get overlooked

That's why there's a long line at heaven’s door

All I'm offering is a view to the sick

My limitations suggest I can’t provide a cure

One brother can’t change the world’s ways

All he can do is sit and watch and embrace

Embrace everything and add it to his mind state

If he can’t change nothing

He might as well put on his own one man production

and stand on life's stage

Turn the lights down low

Stand on life's stage alone in darkness

With a fist raised in the name of Black Power

Finally silence the buzzing stopped

I feel like a downbeat slave with brand new independence

That's just stepped on into the mirror to embrace new opportunity

The reflection showing the fresh fade and an appearance that's new to me

As I stand to witness the last piece of hair fall to the ground

I have to add the story of Samson was a myth

I apologize for my lunacy

Power lies within

So I rise in the name of Black Power

It don't matter about ethic race

Because most of us bare the same face

The oppressed face that shows were a minority

The oppressed face that shows we struggle against the self-empowered majority

Most of us are smarter than them

Were an intellectual undervalued majority

We can stand together and raise a fist in the name of Black Power

I'm not writing to ignite my brothers and sisters into war

All I'm making is a call for arms...

Just Another Brother

It's Just Business...

I see my life as a business plan, Years’ worth of investments, Years of me loaning my affections, but I can never lose interest in the idea of success some decisions I make can be regarded as just plain an simply bad business, others add profit to my already existing mental an spiritual wealth, but I could never regard myself as a rich man as there is yet more to learn, so much to be gained and lost. some decisions are made in an instant others scrutinised to every little detail, some things appear to be a sound investment the sales pitch was perfect until it later unravels and I'm left with nothing guess I didn't check the fine print typical, why dwell on it, it’s just business, every man for himself, everyman trying to achieve superiority over the man before

Bird Cage...

My young female character is only six years of age

She was unable to express herself I gave her a voice

Her mind represented as bird trapped in a cage

A girl without a voice is like a bird without a chirp

Today's world is filled with the regret of all the sinners of yesterday

Which nowadays they can all be found in today's modern day church

In the morning the beautiful thing is when a bird sings

The bird that lets out all its feelings

Who am I within this call me the bird whisperer

But I won’t talk too much within

I’ll let her speak let me adopt the role of a bird listener

Interference with premature broads interferes with Niggers

Makes them take longer to say I want a kid with ya

Once said the happiness that comes to the broads face

But they wait for the line I was only kidding ya

She was haunted by the past, too afraid to step into the future

Unwillingly to step ahead and learn life's lessons within

and ask for life's guidance as a tutor

Big Niggers that touch kids are demons

Ill load up a big clip and literally rebuke ya

Ill load up a big clip and literally shoot ya

Life's a big wildlife reserve some of these bitches need saving

But most of these bad bitches got a hold of my gun

and shot themselves in the foot

Caught on camera giving brain whilst raving

Let’s separate a bad bitch from a good girl

Compare a bitch that's fucked 2-3 man

To a bitch that's fucked the whole world

Obviously there's a problem if you drop your draws to floor to quick

But lads honestly let’s not make an issue if a girls a little stubborn with it

She’s just protecting what’s hers

But literally when the boy get in he knows what’s hers is mine

 He knows with a smile

That I'm the guy that's running through her mind

All the god damn time

To all you cradle snatching Niggers

Let me and you one day have a chat

Lock me in a cell with you

So you finally feel like the bird in the cage

Homie hopefully me and a couple homies

Can show you where it’s at

We will teach you the real meaning of the name princess,

Make whoever's watching hair stand on end and make their toes curl

Listen because it’s a cold world

What I've wrote draws inspiration from my man Jermaine's tune daddy's little girl

The moral of my story is cradle snatching Niggers think different then I

So that means they think way different to the average guy

If I get sight of one I'm ripping out his eyes

So he can remember a day he played a game with a girl

and told her shut eyes and sshhhh girl

 to play with a stick

and to pretend that your blind

Thank you...

I want to give a big thank to all those that have taken time out to read all the things that I've written over the past months. January I have a hit milestone with 1000 views, I thank you again for showing an interest. There are big things in the pipeline; I have more to share in time. It’s only up from here. :)

Just Another Brother

Loves Alchemy...

Dedicated and Inspired by Sandra and David

My young unconventional female protagonist had a vision of the unwritten 

The unwritten verses of her story 

Which led her on a path which started in a house dedicated to the glories 

She traveled to find me 

Not to see lead turned into gold my most renowned party trick

I was stunned to believe

She traveled  across acres of land to ask me what real love is 

When she was gone he asked himself 

In a world full of Simba's surrounded by Scar's 

He asked himself how does he keep the pride of a lion 

He remembered what he told her 

He told her don't worry about the birds

All the Zazu's are just messengers 

Like a lions claw they can rip apart a herd 

Like the meat in front you and I can't question a love so raw 

She fort highly of him 

When everyone premeditated he was so floor 

She loved the fact he was a guy she couldn't walk all over though 

For him she shunned all the guys with the beamer's and rover's bro 

For a big guy that received a lot of stick 

You could never could question his drive 

A real modern day Simba instilled with a lions pride 

With this recount you can say the story teller is a clever fellow 

I like his allusion to Disney 

But the truth is love is no tale of fairies 

Literally its no make believe 

This shits real which I hope my young female protagonist can believe 

Sometimes the journey leads you through a desert of adversity 

Everyone points the finger to try push you down into the ground 

So draw a circle around your circle of friends,

and the snakes will stand out of the crowd 

She was infatuated with him because he was humble 

He sang the words of love to a singers heart with just a little mumble 

She told me all this with the heavy burden 

and released it off her chest 

Then she resumed to find the reward of her story 

The answers that lied within the very little treasure chest 

I answered  her question regrettably and said "your answer you always knew"

At home with a guy named Santiago that's where your treasure lied      

I smiled because she had learned well on her journey 

Her face didn't bare any signs of surprise 

Obviously dark clouds appeared after the once upon a times 

Even I couldn't see there was going to be trouble within a paradise

A confrontation began and aggression flared

But it ended with young Santiago saying 

He wants to be the wind she breath's in 

To go everywhere she goes

The power of love was evident on her face 

She was left stunned but the room went so cold 

Your probably asking how I know the ending so well 

Did I see it with my own very eyes 

In Coelho's tale the king was all knowing 

So even I was the eagle in the sky

You Are What You Wear...

First there was Lauren the logo on her chest matched her horse hair.

The thing only lasted a week because she wanted to go shopping

I locked off the phone

I didn't even have time to reply with sarcasm and say follow you where?

She was the wrong kind of B

Ironically the first day I checked her she held a Louis bag

Can you believe the bitch had the audacity to ask me about my bank square?

The next in line I nicknamed her JD

When we met the first time I dropped the line

I got so many kicks, for a month I can run through your mind

Summer 11 I saw video evidence of niggers running through her

This made me sick to my stomach

Thought to myself isn't this a bitch, did it happen all the time

Then there was Saint,

 All the lads told me she was a sophisticated and a expensive lady 

I sniggered looked at my watch and said don't watch me watch T.V

Fella's have you seen my bank account lately

You can’t knock me for my efforts

I was trying to think out of the box and be different bro

But why the hell did I ignore

The advice that my mama gave me and try splash money on a hoe

Joke thing is she left me broke

But I was proud carried on stunting at least I had my clothes

In the winter I hooked up a with a petite kinda lady

The age gap wasn't too bad

I didn't think twice when calling her baby

She had a slight temper on her I said "act your age!"

Why didn't I see it coming when she replied "act your wage!"

Where was I guys how can I forget Armani

She had many names on the streets of south London

But the name I met her with was Primani

Her ex left his mark on her

At first she told me I have to wait in line for the pussy

 When I finally got to the checkout I felt cheap,

But our sexual liaisons lasted a long time

She was quite reliable like the socks on my feet

I met the next girl in Oxford

Checked my breath as I walked up to her in the street

By the way guys I work in John Lewis in the linens department

So the discount came in handy when I needed new sheets

One day I woke up and said the sex was getting boring

Headed for Miss Dixon looking for new beats

The love music played in my ears but I couldn't fall in love

So the next bitch I phoned was an untypically named lady

Her parents named her Apple

But after time I noticed she was rotten so after I macked

my hard facade crashed

But my drive remained

So I left just in time to protect my stack

Louboutin with the red bottoms was too tall for me

I huffed but I still travelled in search of satisfaction which led me to her flat

But I still remained level headed

Thought this could be a new era

I tried to beat this one new thing but the condom wouldn't fit

She struggled to put it on shouted "whys your head so big?"

Obviously she lying,

I'm average height so my penis matches my size

I wouldn't lie about the size of my manhood

I'm just a couple inches past average sort of guy

Time to sit and reflect and think about the list of X's

But after my shopping trip on the receipt I was surprised by the numbers

I'm now in the red so the bank froze my account

I learned the hard way sometimes it ain't about the numbers

 The moral of my trip is the prettiest bitches do the ugliest things

 But if you cry about it

You pretty much a bitch

I'm More Than Just Another Brother...

The day Mama said you said you want to be just like me

I had pain in my heart

Whys that so hard to believe

I chuckled doe, told her to tell you I just want to be just like you

As the mistakes I have made in life,

Are so big it gets boring to look through

My dream for you, is for you to become a much better man than me

I can only advise

I won’t live your life for you

Little man you just got to want to achieve

Within the world that's filled with hate for a Nigga

The world that looks down on a Nigga

Little man you have a chance to prove wrong all them looks

But hey little man in the meantime I want you to enjoy your childhood

One of my biggest regrets is that I wasn't there the majority of the time

To see you grow to become the boy that stands in front of me

One thing ill forever ask is for you to never question my love for you

I would cut my legs off for you

Get up and walk to you

Just to tell you I love you g

You probably won’t understand what I'm trying to say to you at the moment

Your only six but in time

You’ll recognize what I've tried to say at this very moment

I deeply regret not being there for you

It got a bit hot for me in the family house

So I took some years out to get some ventilation

But I'm warning you bro don't follow me

The worlds got enough clones it needs no more imitations

Time to admit all the time's we play fight, I let you win

So if you’re reading this with a bit more age

Dial me b we can have a rematch

I’ll still tuck you in

Punch u up, den we can watch a movie together

That's what real bro love is

I got some things to teach you

But bro I’ll never preach to you

I’ll let you know, any problems with anyone an I'm not there

I got brothers from other mothers that would happily back the beef for you

These bros ain't bloodline like you and I

Me and you are just two of a kind

But these Nigga's have love for me

So that means they got love for you

Like Rome, these friendships weren't built in a day

So bro lesson number one

Learn to differentiate, brothers and associates early

Do I make myself clear is everything okay

Even little man watch out for family

Certain family would rather see a random person succeed

Then watch their own bloodline achieve

Right now my minds preoccupied by figures

I need to learn to make more time for you as life's more than just a business

Sometimes it is doe bro

I leave you with a question for your future self, as it pays to be different

If you went to the same job interview as others

And said the same shit

How you going to get a job?

Again sometimes it pays to be original.

But bro I got to go

I need to hold my tongue, I've said way too much as I'm no anarchist