I Can't let go

I Can't let go
Memories of the past
still rotating round
Blue planets blues spiraling out of his eye
the way we think our brains are fried
Eggs in frying pans
Remember anti- drug commercials
This is you brain on drugs... always made me hungry
I crave the old days
my first pair of shelltoes
my memories
the way you make me feel, you really turn me on
the way i make you laugh
flowers that grew in the ghetto knows more about survival than the one that grew in the meadow
bullets don't fly through the forest that often
opened my heart and mind and find what I've always be looking for
Find you staring me in the face time and time again
fighting love battles we know we can't win
I just can't let go of old family memories
When I'm down those are best remedies
riding this train filled of thoughts
Never lost memories of you
But I dress them up
Me with better credit
You with really big... ambitions
Can't let go... but i have to

Last chance to catch a dream

This is it, your last chance to catch a dream,
A chance never given before
Chop the sun and find forever,
Deep fried butter makes me shudder
Erects me into my morbid lover
Allows me to rise from undercover
And catch a glimpse of caramel on my tongue
This is it, your last chance for last chances
Swallow some sunshine or learn to love the cataracts in your eyes
Hide the heart you think you have
Stifle your giggle before it becomes a laugh
Have you ever awakened from a dream in hysterics?
Have you ever forgotten the lyrics?
Because its like background noise
At a concert, strolling like
A stoner hippy that hitchhikes
Across the country
I like the chocolate too!
I love the chocolate!
But lets switch the topic
Queen Bee is the hotness
Lets keep the topic I love the chocolate
I got my love no need to mock it
See the smile on my face, just try to stop it.

I heard a song on the radio today

I heard a song on the radio today

It had a bell

It reminded me of high school

And the bell rung loud

It reminded me how awful music is today

Soundaholics hearing poison in the airwaves

Every song sounds the same they need to switch it up

Singn' only true - if the hears beats red and blue

Unless you stepped in do

The sky then cracked into a heart shape

The high men rapped about heart breax

Crazy words break the loud silence of the voiceless

Lay with dogs, expect to get fleas

Let go of the fleas and life can be a breeze

Unless you take a shortcut, but don't get cut

Cut with razors but buzzed like tazels

The radio today lies to kids just like saviors

I don't listen to the radio

But I play my music loud

Bearded robots drink from uranium

Coffee cups while sitting on Saturn rings

Generalizing it happens too often

Somehow the light makes me feel darker

The moon's back nine

I don't remember the song, but remember the time

About beauty and life and the loss of human strife.

I am one of those so and so's

I am one of those so and so's
I sew and sew, but my needle doesn't know my flow
Put the needle on a record maker the crowd say HO!
Like DJ Redlight at the Train of thought show...
The love behind the eyes is lies, if the love within is never revealed through the soul
Every thing is in your dream, so live life like there is no sleep
You can sleep when you die so continue this life week by week
day by day, just do what is do boo boo
I just wish more people would follow the rules
to the poem, cause this is a collective piece
Next week, if people f this up there will be beef
let's just have peace and leave the beast in the streets
Have a glassless mind and love conditionally
some see the glass have empty others half full
I say "I don't care, I'm thirsty, can I have some"
I have one, request, stop telling me to listen to my heart... it doesn't speak english
And I am not Bi-lingual, I am bi-sexual, and no... you can't watch
Stop think, the people you surround yourself with are a direct reflection of you
So if your friends aren't that cute... maybe you should look in the mirror
What it takes to start, is the same as what it takes to finish, first step is the hardest
"You're killing me smalls, you're killing me" the great Bambino
But the great bambino is in my pants, home run... bitches
Home I run Home I ran, running looking to be blessed
But God Can't bless what He or She doesn't possess
Who are you being held by
I am the captain of my soul, but who is the admiral
Life would be more fun if we were made of pudding, but a lot messier too
Plus the proof would be in us
So pop the top cause this is a rolling rock
and once you pop you can't stop.. again
And if I do will the chip man in this can give me a bad review
but the only review that counts is the one I give myself... Robert Palmer
I wonder would Chris brown would be pressing charges if he would have reacted more calmer
love is beautiful hate is waste, If you were a Popsicle, I would have a taste
Grow stronger in faith thru unity, speak peace, fluently
speak fluently in native tongues across this sate of consciousness
be conscious of who you are and love yourself
be a master of your own mind, be a master mind
if you go finishing, be a master of your own bait, be a masturbater
Whaddup tho, Yabba dabba doo son, cookooo agh Brrr gucci
Never brag about how real you keep it, cause its the best kept secret
You got a dollar, I got another... We got Two
She had fake breasts, fake lips, fake eyes, fake nails, and wore a weave, and somehow claimed she kept it real
Had nerve to get on stage and sing "I got to be me"
So, when I leave, come together like but cheeks