Tuesday, March 22, 2011


Stabalize Dies
Dies Alive
Alive Strives
Strives Dives
Dives Survives
Flies Archives
Archives Collides
Collides Falsefies
Falsefies Lies
Lives Fives
Fives Cries
Cries Outside
Outside Forgives
Forgives Minutes
Minutes Takes
Takes Forever
Forever Stabalized
Stabalized Feet
Feet Pavement
Pavement Connects
Connects When
When Now
Now Balance
Balance Flow
Flow No
No More
More Though
Though Plead
Plead 5th
5th Street
Street Sturdy

Monday, March 21, 2011


Recognization vs Realizing
What has been referred to to recongnize for, like really

Recommendition vs Merchandizing
Can you or do u really need 2 no how to spell

Spades vs Diseing
Who really wins its hoping black everywhere

Gotting vs Getting
What was born to behold throughout

Fronting vs B holding
Timid to let go off what's urself

Winnter vs What's Cumming
Selling doe to doe just for fun & the lack of Son
Runnin out on you youngsters, too smart 4 ME

Write is what I say

Thursday, March 17, 2011

The Pay Off

Got the bail for Life
4 a minute
Can we then go up in them infamous
white trailors & get the bizness on
4 a minute
Gone be sitting up thier on bail
refinishing My afterthoughts atless
4 a minute
Life I think
4 a minute
What I'm gon do make new peeps my fam
4 a minute
Until I realize I'm the only one
with Life to give back to Me
4 a minute
Realizing Life has to go by My standards
4 Ever

Tuesday, March 15, 2011


RBG struggle**:)

What goes around comes around(author unknown)

One day a man saw an old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her.
Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn't look safe; he looked poor and hungry.

He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was that chill which only fear can put in you.

He said, 'I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't you wait in the car where it's warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson.'

Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt.

As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn't thank him enough for coming to her aid.

Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him. Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. Bryan never thought twice about being paid. This was not a job to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty, who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way.

He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, 'And think of me.'

He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the twilight.

A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn't erase. The lady noticed that the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan ..

After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped right out the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came back. The waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin.

There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: 'You don't owe me anything. I have
been there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I'm helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here is what you do: Do not let this chain of love end with you.'

Under the napkin were four more $100 bills.

Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress made it through another day. That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the
money and what the lady had written. How could the lady have known how much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard....

She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, 'Everything's going to be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson.'

There is an old saying 'What goes around comes around.' Today I sent you this story, and I'm asking you to pass it on. Let this light shine. God works in mysterious ways and sometimes puts people in our lives for a reason.

Don't delete it, don't return it. Simply, pass this on to a friend.

Sunday, March 13, 2011


I hate when I can't go to sleep
And I'm hallucinating grinding on some body
Yea I'm lonely and wet as hell
But tht's just what a woman go through when she's a Grandma and a dean mother of a few
All work and no play
I wanna of coarse be face to face with that real on the real
Mid life crisis is what I write to explain to a few
Now don't get me wrong I can hang with webcam w/ survalliance & a video or 2
Been there still doing it for you 2
Should've got out the bed and greeted u with all the words in my head a second ago
But I just layed there
And dreamed about shaking while I say what I said
Face to face is what was being bread
Mayb if I go 4 that change I can do u on youtube
But tht I see u can u see me is not for the Feds
Copy and Paste this mouth is what I would be saying
And I ain't tryin to b a bullytube
I'm a feminine young lady tryin to make space
But nobody can see a trace
C I would make me up & do my hair wit some tight flare
The only thing wrongis
Are we gonna do this Face2Face?

Friday, March 4, 2011

This It

When love can not be
Love will be forever

Love is like a flower blooming
Always with a root
Even if the flower has been chewed on by Gods' insects
The root remain
Water is not gonna be overlooked equity

Not needed daily?
Well soil stays moist
Gardens are loved by their entrupunewer
But remember the moisture was wet b4 the "planter" came
Flowers sometimes need phsical watering

That's Life!

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Wednesday, March 2, 2011

This Track is OFF the chism!


Just say ok

Playthis (dont b scured)

The Date was 10/4/2001

Like a child at the candy store
My poet chance for a delicious date has come on this date
I realized and recognized the invite into inspiration to be realized has come over 900 miles away
But it’s still My all wanting and coming date
First, I take my shower in haste but delicately while thinking how will this come not go
While the water flows through my mind I think well it ain’t gon be one of those Flawless Delivery dates
Nor rushingly misguided dates
This may be a chance in a lifetime to Exceed with perfection
Secondly, I feel as though What an inspiring over 900 mile meeting this could be
Thirdly, what am I to say to this magnificent humble King I will secretly meet
Well in all my haste and wait and wanting and needing
Well what if I could take that 45 minute commute to think
Then sit in the park and say to one another shot look at that let’s get out that journal
And maybe step into reality of Me and You
Well I do admit my haste
Then, I take your advisement and slow down…….
This ain’t no criminal you’re looking at its only me
Oh My I’ve made it to the 900 mile mark can’t believe it to be real
Our minds and fingers connect for the first time and we come to connect these dots that you are me and I am You
Oh My this damn date
As we connect with our hands we write, draw, figure and mathematically incline into one another’s mind
Is mine heavy enough
But I am the Lady
And You sure are a Real Man with Me in the park
As my hands shake you say relax this won’t be the last date
Until Then……..