any poets in the house?
 

anyone here writes poetry besides myself? Sometimes I bust old my notepad or my poetry book and write from heart...most of the times reflections on life sometimes things I see or disturning trends in society

sissy :Graucho

Did someone say goat?

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hahaha...considering all the piss we have had before I take that as a compliment:1orglaugh

Used to back in the depression days. I guess it was some type of release from reality, yet at the same time it was a great way to dwell on things that shouldn't have been dwelled upon. Glad I'm not doing that shit anymore, does nothing for me...

no..that would be a ninny

I agree with you on this one.
Bet the guy writes about bath soap.

oh you who piggybacks on everyone elses jokes...care to come up with something original farang boy?

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"I'm a Smooth Pimp of Love who looooooves the pussy." - jay

I have this new found love,
I clean myself with Dove,
I rinse off all of the scum,
So I don't feel like such a bum.

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I AM THE CLIT COMMANDER - Whenever you see clit..you'll think of this face!!!

I write :)

its nice to see im the subject of your adoration:helpme

I'm a playa strapped wit jim hats
Don't want AIDS fuckin' wit my nut sacks
Cuzz all them bitches are ho's
They suck and fuck behind closed do's

:thumbsup

I hate when the conversions are low
I want them to fuckin grow
I?d put all the TGPers against the wall
they?re killing this biz, fuck them all

I use to dabble in poetry and stories




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ahaha

:thumbsup

Hold up dog there's mo'....

I fuk ho's on a daily basis
Too damn many too remember faces
When they step in my room
quick to take their places

Ridin' this dick fo' pleasure
when it comes to an end
Hand over the treasure
Cash money's what I'm all about
Ho shut da fuk up, put my dick in ya mouth!!

Yeah dog that was a lil sum'n sum'n I wrote fo' the stank ass pretendin' they ain't ho's type beeootches!
:1orglaugh

Your poetry sucks big time
There?s no single decent rhyme
Deep inside yourself you know it?s true
Better go build a gallery or two

:thumbsup :glugglug

I used to write poetry, but it was usually sick and depraved, much like my art:

Old (and very amateurish) picture by Warphead

I'm sittin here listening to Brotha Lynch Hung and this brotha has to be one of the most disturbed rappers of all time

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Ya poetry is cheesy
That's why you need me
Lyrically you suck
Wannabe wise guy
Meat ya demise guy

LMFAO!!
:BangBang:

Talkin' bout eatn' baby guts and nuts...yeah he's a sick mo-fo!!!
And "pulln the Kotex out and str8 put in work" now that's nasty..no no noooo that's just wrong!!:2 cents:

hahaha...yeah I see u know your stuff TSB u certainly get a ghetto pass when u come to LA...too bad he's in jail for life though and still doing albums from jail...He talks about all kinds of wierd stuff from eating kids to eating kidneys with kidney beans

"Quote from return fo the Baby Killa"



You better pray
When you see me put that nine up in that pussy, ho
Cock it back slow
Rock it back and forth, wait for the nut, then let my trigger go
BOOM!
Pussy-guts all over the room
If you ain't seen it,
Then you're fiendin'
For the meanin'
Of that nina of doom
2 inches in and, uh, 4 inches out
You back that nigga that pack that gat
And hit that indo-sack
It's like that
Cannabis and tea've, uh, got me stuck on stump, fool
All it take is a way, a fat, green-bud blunt and a stunt
Cause it's that nigga that work 'em nigga deep
And block creep
And witness murder, baby, kill a seed
Once it'll make you vomit
Guts in a mama's baby, nuts in a bottle, maybe it's common
Biatches keep fuckin' and suckin' and keepin' it comin'
With they drama. POP! It's baby killa season
Put 6 in the clip, put it up that clit
And watch them baby's brains
Drip out that fetus
Bleed, it's that nigga that kill 'em
I'll fill 'em all full for that sicc reason
Season of da siccness broodin', got me trippin' for no reason

Guess what daddy's bringin' home for supper
Nigga nuts and guts and slabs of human meat, motherfucker
Now eat! Cause daddy's workin' hard for you, real, huh?
Killas run around everyday that's why I'm hard for you, nigga!
Now eat!

As I creep, picture every human that I seek
Slabs of human meat
Cause my kids gotta eat
I lives kinda deep, dark, up in tha cut
Where niggas load nines, and barrel-fuck a slut
Nigga, what? You ain't even seen me in my prime
Eatin' baby brains, baby veins, baby spines
I know they be cryin' when I'm cuttin' off the neck
I'm peelin' off the skin for some bacon-fried croquettes
Baby villain spine, that baby-killin' mind
A fifth-pound of gin cause I know I'm doin' time
So catch me now before I do my next crime
My kids' gotta eat, somebody's baby's on the line, nigga

Guess what daddy's bringin' home for supper
Nigga nuts and guts and slabs of human meat, motherfucker
Now eat! Cause daddy's workin' hard for you, real, huh?
Killas run around everyday that's why I'm hard for you, nigga!
Now eat!

Get ready for the nigga shit
That siccer-than-sicc gut ripgut
Pick-a-vic-up, fuck 'em up with a couple of nine-milla slugs
And put 'em on the ground. Murder toll. Buck buck!
Slugs to the womb
Guts all over the room
That legion of doom



That S to the I-C-X
With a locc and a tech for the throat
and a neck full of gunsmoke it up, locc
One for the nigga who kills them infants and senses
Then this time, I hit 'em with a nine-millimeter, meter
Now let's pick up me freakin' up your skin
Never knew nigga-meat cooked so thin!
So I pack me a nine-milla gat
And creep in the back of the 'Lac
With a sack of the indo

Guess what daddy's bringin' home for supper
Nigga nuts and guts and slabs of human meat, motherfucker
Now eat! Cause daddy's workin' hard for you nigga
Killas run around everyday that's why I'm hard for you, nigga!
Now eat!

That's right. Once upon a time
A nigga that hella sicc up in the skids
With a lie for the snitch
As a victim's stoned, sayin' "I'll be bones to the pussy clits"
They're a baby ditch to the mastermind
Nine-millimeter shells, they're blind!
Devils made a pact to fuck with match-to-heat, it's one of a kind
Low enough to the shit got hella deep that I had to patch it
To a soul who had the heart to put his mama in a casket
Who could it be?
Or can he be
Locked up in the county
cause the bounty
finally found a nigga like me?
X-to-the-R-to-the-A-I-D-E-D
L-O-C
What's up, my nigga?
Pull this trigger
And take my muthafuckin' legacy
But watch your back. Niggas be claimin' that they sicc
But really don't know which way to go when they be smokin' up with my
lunatic
Shiiiit, have you ever seen your mama's cock? (yeah!)
Have you even seen a body drop? (yeah!)
Have you even loaded up your glock?
Well, I could gives a fuck cause even then, nigga, you not my nigga
From that 24 God in Black
That's doin' time
For shootin' shadows up in the dark
And tryin' to bite before he bark
And when his heart stops
From the metal blue blocks up in the cut
They try to lynch my muthafucka to make some dice up out his nuts
And what the fuck goes thru my nigga's mind up in his cell?
That 24 Deep, no sleep, much stress, nigga. Nigga must be livin' up in
hell
And here I am, same muthafucka that got my nigga sicc
Tryin' to kill myself but slippin' more deeper into the siccness shit

Guess what daddy's bringin' home for supper
Nigga nuts and guts and slabs of human meat, muthafucka
Now eat! Cause daddy's workin' hard for you nigga
Killas run around everyday that's why I'm hard for you, nigga!
Now eat!

here goes some pro work :thumbsup with chords :thumbsup

Sodomy... G
Fellatio... D
Cunnilingus... Em
Pederasty. A

Father, why do these words sound so nasty? C D7

Masturbation G
can be fun D Em/D
Join the holy orgy Em
Kama Sutra C
Everyone!! G C G

Yeah man rapper/producer turned porn oops I mean adult content provder..hahahaha. Shit fam you ain't talkin' bout LA as in El Segundo and Vermont, or George Washington Prep High School, or 91W to the 110 the route I used to take to kick it with my Tongan homies in Harbor City are ya???

Holla back...whooo whoop...:thumbsup

I piggyback jokes about as often as you exercise. If I piggyback from everyone then find a bunch of examples.

Nawww dog say it ain't so!! My nigga got life?? Damn I thought they was just tryin' to hit C-BO with that life shit...Damn that's fuk'd up!!:ak47:

Do you write poems or just repost lyrics?

hahah..thats right in my backyard homie.107th and western right around the corner from Washington is my stomping grounds...i grind the 110 and the 405 all day:thumbsup

Yeah, "Hair" has some great poetry, Tex ;)

I write all types of poetry & most of my non-adult works can be found at Jamdin's Dream Realm & Moongem Fiction. Of course, my adult poems are Moongem Erotica.
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Well shit man keep it on the D.L. but most on this board don't know my blak azz was born in LA and lived in the Hub City (CPT) till I was about 9 years old. Damn family didn't know I had some hometown contact up in here...Shit one of my ho's try'n to get me to move back...I'm like only if you got ya shit right!! Hell a nigga ain't try'n to be livin' in Diamond Bar and shit!!

Yeah man back in the days ya nigga used to frequent Hawthorne Mall. Is it still there, even after the lootin'? To keep it real if a nigga didn't have two strikes I'd come back in a minute. So tell me do us bruthas still get love from the Flips(philipinos) in Cerritos Mall? Just wonderin'?:glugglug

aw man your bringin back some serious memories. Hawthorne Mall is gone now it's just abandoned now. Cerritos and Lakewood Mall are still Flipd out with tons of rice rockets in the parking lots. We dont cruise the Shaw anymore we hit Sunset Strip where the real ho's are!

Come out here dawg and I will hook u up with some sweet ghetto booty and we can discuss the adult game over some Roscoe's CHicken N' Waffles!:thumbsup

Whaaat no mo' Crenshaw Blvd...Dizammnnnn!!?? Seriously man next time I'm back that way I'll hit you up fo' sho'!! And damn that Roscoe's sound good like a mutha fuka!! So so the ghetto bootay you talkin' 'bout, shit might be some ho's I knows! hahahaha

You going to NY fo' Ninas' partay? It's sum'n going on in Vegas around the 9th this month but I can't call you how about you?

Nice poetries here.

Yep. I write lines once in a while. Been keeping a poetry/short story journal since high school. I keep my stuff hidden, that's what makes poetry great for me.... because its so private.

Never again will you feel this way.
My words are sex, my concepts are sway...

The coffeepot is boiling the water in vain.
I have a cigarette in hand and the shakes
have calmed themselves again.
But nothing will calm
this lack-of-explosion mood,
except food
and coffee
and booze and cigarettes and acid.
I've got to be placid.

It's too late in the evening
for me to be not sleeping.
I'll take any tranquilizer you can give me.
Give me.

Give me the Irish Sweepstakes
and a trip to the Bahamas.
All that I ask for
is a truck of marijuana.
I want to fly to the moon
on an expert in the bedroom.
I don't dare
cause it's a sin.
I don't care if it's a sin.

I need a reason to shout
because I'm
freaking out.

"I am the eggman oh, they are the eggmen -
Oh I am the Walrus Goo Goo G'joob."

I've written one poem in my entire life. It's about 8 lines, and it took hours to write. I'm not exactly a natural. haha. But yeah, it was for someone..

And besides that.. i uhh.. write.