| It might be...blues? |
[Oct. 6th, 2009|05:31 pm] |
So they say the work dried up
So they say the work dried up
So they say the work dried up
But they look so rich when sayin that stuff.
I ate an apple by a bus stop
I heard a world scrape they pockets
Rolling down the street buzzin like bees
I never seen so many tongues lickin they teeth
That work ain't dried up
That work ain't dried up
Said That work ain't dried up
Cuz, I never seen these people workin so tough
Cuz, I never seen these people weighin they stuff
Cuz, I never seen these people spilling they guts
It's only change that's hard to touch. |
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| (no subject) |
[May. 11th, 2009|07:00 pm] |
who said they never seen so much stress in their life?
so much debt in their weight, it's the masses that carry messiah ability. Although
Without much wage for higher understanding of where or what you could do with your ability
Interests accumulate to rain in the brain and yet the steps are the resting place
we find patience. aye-you lemme get a cigarette so we can blow smoke and flow
over these days. Two months later..Are these shadows what we became.
It's survival of the filthiest |
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| kickin it with others ends |
[May. 5th, 2009|02:03 pm] |
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I knew this neighbor who was a cop. A cop who like being a cop. not that he shouldn't or that I have any problem with cops, but he really liked his job. It was cool. I would talk to him at times and he would tell me stories of how he drove around all day trying to find new ally ways and back roads to kill the time in his work day. He told me about tunnels that were full of graffiti and how he liked to look at the artwork. He got a special kick out of the ones that said things like "dead cops look good in blue" and "donuts = cop cryptonite". Anyway one day he was out of uniform and overheard some kids in the park talkin about the bread and beer they had just stole and merrily devouring. So he went over to them and asked to bum a light for a smoke so as he could feel like an insider. They gave him a light and he asked to buy a beer off of them for a buck or two. They obliged and he drank with them for the next hour. I think that was his favorite story. He told it to me a million times. |
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[Apr. 26th, 2009|02:56 pm] |
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damn i just had a brilliant phrase fly away. I guess this is what you get. Damn... it was good too. |
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| dovetails are easier with a jig. |
[Apr. 26th, 2009|12:59 pm] |
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pancakes and pbj are food groups. and time is out of style. not an excuse anymore. It is not necessary to explain yourself when you and the rest of the world are making it up on the fly. So. if. someone. asks you. What do you mean. Just say, "like what do you expect me to be? a doctor?" Stick that in your headcase. bro. |
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| Get out the juggler. |
[Apr. 25th, 2009|11:14 am] |
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I joined twitter. I now have accounts in Myspace, Livejournal, Some abandoned account in Friendster, and now Twitter. How else am I supposed to connect with you people huh? Jesus. I go to a coffee shop and everyone is looking at a computer. I'm going to open up a computer store where people go to buy coffee. Anyway. It's not wrong to like the Brittany Spears song If You Seek Amy. Her manager should be given a raise. Check out Crushbar.com Ill tend your drink. |
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| (no subject) |
[Apr. 8th, 2009|02:52 am] |
the scripts appear
grab a hold to sustain
the scripts appear
grab a hold to maintain
the scripts appear
grab a hold to persevere
the scripts appear
grab a hold to claim wage
the scripts appear
grab a hold to make pay
the scripts appear
grab a hold to own slaves
the scripts appear
grab a hold to fade away
the scripts appear.
the scripts appear. |
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| (no subject) |
[Mar. 13th, 2009|02:27 am] |
I go to work, I feel well.
I go home and am confused.
I go to work and think about
circles, cycles, rhythm
the bass guitar.
I find home.
I go to work at confusion
I feel a well of home.
I go to work.
I am here in this
hear in this.
homework well-being. |
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| It' s just this life thing I enjoy. |
[Mar. 4th, 2009|02:15 am] |
Yo I need some up dog.
You like what's up dog?
Ah.. you know chillin thanks for askin.
Ball tomorrow with mrlump and friends.
dawg this JD is wilin'
mmm....Wu tang killer bees on the swarm
Hey you know I got a call from this cutie
I can't wait to squeeze.
We fit so well it's dangerous.
Blonde, body, bombshell.
It's too good. I say
Life is truly booty in the sands.
Did I mention I love all my friends.
pharmaceutical suits. ya'll come short in this diagnosis.
forever and ever. Love to you and you.
best be well.
ps. lump your gonna get schoolin and your little dog too.
kiss* kiss* |
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