he drop them drawls -aint but balls.
they said he was a baller but i aint mean them balls.
Monday, February 8, 2010
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Thursday, February 4, 2010
the not so legendary legend.
*my favorite.
They will tell you..
nothing.
glasses will abandon clarity
as your view of me shatters.
as a matter of fact, facts wont matter
rather, they will
impose their will,
still, you must refrain.
They'll tell you that I believed I was a God.
They will say that my name was never uttered,
that tongues never tasted the syllables of my existence.
You will be asked to believe that my truths were all lies
that I attempted to run before I crawled
They hope to cripple my legacy.
They will defile my manila folder
and then ask you to read it.
They will forge my signature.
Documents I never read will be used to incriminate me.
Use your better judgement.
They will deceive your point of view
from sun to moon, till you see me in a different light.
They will say that disaster was carved by my fingertips,
that the road to hell was paved by my footprints.
Hindsight through a smokescreen
They'll tell you I stood for nothing,
that trouble followed my presence.
They'll utilize fear, hoping you will hear- them.
Instead, listen to my tears as they grace your battered shoulders.
Sense the fire of my being,
feel my passion as it whispers my name.
Walk the line I marked out for you, and
finish my race.
I was never a god, though I served one.
I bled, I wept, and fell.
Defeat knew my name.
Shoota ='d shame
My soul was scarred, my heart calloused,
And yet you will never hear the stories,
you will never see the day,
The day Giants looked up to me,
the day Lions called me king,
the day I shared war cries with the Aztecs,
or the night Thunder fled as I struck Lightning.
You will never hear how fate gained faith in me,
as she watched me burn fire.
You will never feel what I felt
See what I saw, touch what I touched.
I have walked through avalances
and gave they eye of the hurricane a shiner.
Shadows once ran from my presence
Who dared challenge my place in the heavens?
But you will hear the stories.
You will never see the day.
Because they will tell you..
Nothing...
-Shoota Mac Mane.
i love you jj. i promise to never let your words go unheard. r.i.p.
They will tell you..
nothing.
glasses will abandon clarity
as your view of me shatters.
as a matter of fact, facts wont matter
rather, they will
impose their will,
still, you must refrain.
They'll tell you that I believed I was a God.
They will say that my name was never uttered,
that tongues never tasted the syllables of my existence.
You will be asked to believe that my truths were all lies
that I attempted to run before I crawled
They hope to cripple my legacy.
They will defile my manila folder
and then ask you to read it.
They will forge my signature.
Documents I never read will be used to incriminate me.
Use your better judgement.
They will deceive your point of view
from sun to moon, till you see me in a different light.
They will say that disaster was carved by my fingertips,
that the road to hell was paved by my footprints.
Hindsight through a smokescreen
They'll tell you I stood for nothing,
that trouble followed my presence.
They'll utilize fear, hoping you will hear- them.
Instead, listen to my tears as they grace your battered shoulders.
Sense the fire of my being,
feel my passion as it whispers my name.
Walk the line I marked out for you, and
finish my race.
I was never a god, though I served one.
I bled, I wept, and fell.
Defeat knew my name.
Shoota ='d shame
My soul was scarred, my heart calloused,
And yet you will never hear the stories,
you will never see the day,
The day Giants looked up to me,
the day Lions called me king,
the day I shared war cries with the Aztecs,
or the night Thunder fled as I struck Lightning.
You will never hear how fate gained faith in me,
as she watched me burn fire.
You will never feel what I felt
See what I saw, touch what I touched.
I have walked through avalances
and gave they eye of the hurricane a shiner.
Shadows once ran from my presence
Who dared challenge my place in the heavens?
But you will hear the stories.
You will never see the day.
Because they will tell you..
Nothing...
-Shoota Mac Mane.
i love you jj. i promise to never let your words go unheard. r.i.p.
im just sayin how i feel man...
jonathan wake up...jonathan wake up...
i got the chance to see you before you laid it down, but never a chance to tell you how i felt. let me start by saying you are the prototype.
today marks the day when the rain went away; the tears wasnt shed but the pain still remained.
((to be cont'd)) i aint ready
this is some bullshit man.
rest in peace and love to the baby boy jj.
love,
damn dummy =).
he told me i gotta grow it back; so i guess i got to.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Friday, January 22, 2010
the morning after.
so, me and three of my friends got drunk and decided to shave the sides of our heads off. heres how it turned out.
damn d.
Friday, January 15, 2010
aNight off.
i usually dont kissNtell,
but at this point in my life I feel it could do no harm.
i had a night off, so me and the girls went out on the town in hopes of reuniting with our good friend Lisa E.
As an opera singer she's given the genre an amazing twist. Never in my real life have i heard someone sing so angelic then bust into an amazing freestyle. Me and my girls spent the night at her recital & the benefit for her newly established company "Studio Enertia."
Battery passed away so i was limited w/ photos....hope you like!
mrWest.
but at this point in my life I feel it could do no harm.
i had a night off, so me and the girls went out on the town in hopes of reuniting with our good friend Lisa E.
As an opera singer she's given the genre an amazing twist. Never in my real life have i heard someone sing so angelic then bust into an amazing freestyle. Me and my girls spent the night at her recital & the benefit for her newly established company "Studio Enertia."
Battery passed away so i was limited w/ photos....hope you like!
mrWest.
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