LOVE (alone again)

Love.

Is just a painful cycle.
My wounds...
Internal Pyru blood leaking from my heart vessels just like a hydrant.
Could I be dying?..
Renditions of a broken heart possibly a new start
but my batteries dead I need a jump start

-CLEAR!-

To fuse my heart with a loves unconditional plot
Every time she hits the room I hear an Angels harp
She's got me locked like Fort Knox, so I play the part
Confront my greatest fears and shes quick to remark
Smart...
scientifically, physically instrumentally perfect
psychologically worth it.
I'll take my chances...
Notoriously known to fuck up shit
An adolescent misguided to let love take me by the hand and fuel my fire
Future plans, dressed in a Tux attire
wedding bands - my first man written in blood
but...
I guess this pain is called love, I'm all alone again I've suffered enough
Its one love.


Love.

Is just a painful cycle, a ruse; I've got issues that keeps me occupied with the Blues.
Isotope clues... Milano cruise above the oceans
A horizon of caramel hues, is her complexion.
open...
wishing...
hoping that we could establish connection through conversation
mind boggling karma and intuition
Telling me that shes ready and willing
I gotta slow the pace down and mix my charm like a chemist.
An innocent bystander, witnesses in my business
Well... This is how we live
To get it in bricks, but on some dolo shit...
I ain't with it.
My mortality revealed through mental calisthenics
read this poetry indented through fragmented sentences
To let Love bail me out of prison...
Notoriously known to fuck up shit
yeah... Love got me whipped Sherlock no shit
happy-go-lucky I be like "fuck it"
As free as a dove
I guess this pain is called love, I'm all alone again I've suffered enough
Its one love.


Love.

Is just a painful cycle.
My heart pace slows...
Ticking to the rhythm of a galactic metronome, maestro.
It blossoms into a golden pedaled rose; so beautiful.
Yet its destruction dramatic
thorns causing inevitable, irreparable damage

Why did 'love' have to happen?...

A love at first sight is like magic; classic but yet tragic
To pass it along to the next nigga that stacks bricks
but I'm the master of my destiny I passed the test get a grip
I drive hard in the whip just how I live...
In the fast lane steady grip on the wheel
Thug anomaly, adrenaline junkie to keep my interests

If love and speed kills...
then whats the difference?

Cant trust a lady cause their heart is colder than the winter
I'm going crazy trying not to relate it to past conditions
I wanna spoil her but cant decipher her intentions
Not to mention her male friends
it got me thinking...
Red-bone walkin' around in pink thongs its on!
but its not me she bones its the next love Jones
I'm bathed in white robes to get away from it all
I guess this pain is called love, I'm all alone again I've suffered enough
Its one love.

She's Like

She's like...

The Apple of my eye
The "I" to my Pod
The super to my star
She's like the hooks to my bars

She's like...

My inner core
The candy to my bar
The chips to my Ahoy
The right of my wrongs

She's like...

My favorite song
The Ping and the Pong

She's like...

My favorite toy...
I just wanna play all night long.

She's like that dime piece accomplice
She could be Bonnie I'll be Clyde...
Lets make the world jealous
Me and her...
We go together like peanut butter and jelly
or..
The Ringling Brothers but (pause)
Barnum and Bailey they cant touch us

She's like...

My favorite dish
She's the lamp granting me one wish

Fulfillment...

Happiness...

She's like...
A warm sweater in the cold winter.
The sunshine to my bad weather
My go getter
She makes me that much better
(not done)

Pradda

Get To Know Me...

Get To Know Me...





My philosophy opposite Socrates or Scientology with an economy of third world geography.
I swear solemnly honorably a rap Prodigy Young. Honestly I’d rather see a merge of hip-hop and poetry one. Society has poisoned me with royalty a smoking beat, my psychology's a thug mentality packing heat. With a fatality I’ll probably be going it kamikaze cause the way I see it, The world is a menagerie of chaos and deceit humanities bulimic. But that's just me...
That's why I skip the rap formalities I’m hot like the summer seasons, a young prodigy the one and only... survival anthropology

now there a fucking reason you should get to know me.

society including...
I wear my clothes loosely and smoke Lucy’s, but don’t be fooled B' I’m not your typical too cheap, to rock Gucci shoes. flows smooth to a fast beat “I carry the cross” I sport, like I was Nasty, I said it before diminish the beef with force, I’m classy. Either a nine, a four, or double shottie saw’d off. ‘Till the day I gotta face my mortality I drink that Smirnoff I’m lost, and sound off like round one In the slums where I come from survival of the fittest and I’m winning contradicting but it gets lonely...

another reason you should get to know me

but slow up, freeze dry my heart, a fresh start pardon my french god. Sometimes I just don't give a fuck it's like you live and you die. No lie I’m fly memorize my lines got you hypnotized but my rhymes mesmerize, and yet surprisingly, I’m like a dynasty.
Flow with me...
now there's another reason you should get to know me –
What? Yeah I lust… For more beef than bologna. I need a freak slut baby,to blow dice in Vegas A gangsta chick, we made it, we saved up the paper like Gwen Steffani’s engagement the past?
we erased it…
We beat the streets…

just another fucking reason you should get to know me…

Pradda

TIME

Time...

travels swiftly or crawls but always
simply moves along and evolves...
like the seasons: summer, winter, fall, spring
dreams asleep carried with the wind
while rain drops are the tears of mother nature
singing songs of sin.

Time...

Don't let it pass you by...
subtle like the reddest of wines
Time only gets better with Time....
Yet its bitter to the taste like a lemon or a lime
or like families despised
hell raised a child god why, oh why?
Innocent, but look what Time, has done to his mind.
just send me a sign
all I need is more Time...
more Time to write these lines
more Time to change the world
more Time to heal my pride
more Time to see the world through a beautiful pair of eyes
more Time to say goodbye. to portrait sky's....
souls fly youth corrupted wasting

Time...

minutes caught ya bluffing
wondering...
resonating sounds ticking to the drumming of my pen
but the seconds amount to nothing its just

Time...

that can be wonderful...
went spent with a soul mate
an eternity to awake and master your fate
Tropical summers and cold winters with frost bite on the windows
a magical oasis...
Patient families give praises
Christmas presents are never late and....
damn is life great!
but Time is meant to change and evolve
spring will turn to fall
leaves once standing tall will eventually crumble in awe
enemies become friends to unite in their cause
Time is meant to move life on...
you live and you learn
your born and you die
so don't let it pass you by
Its about Time....


-enjoy it-

Pradda