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VSOP
VSOP Members Posts: 195 ✭✭
edited November 2010 in Body SLAM
Mood Muzik 4 is out

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  • VSOP
    VSOP Members Posts: 195 ✭✭
    edited October 2010
    1st track-Pray For me

    How can you not write to it with free instrumental to start you off?

    comments welcome

    darkened soul
    in my apartment alone
    lit spliff in the ashtray
    stuck in the net
    getting lit forgetting this
    so much info flyin past me
    Mood Muzik 4 blasting
    headphones are Dr Dre Beats
    teardrops falling down sleeves like bootleg copies of Carter 3
    high
    regretting life
    staring at my screen all day
    waitin to see the reflection of the cops rushin my apartment
    sayin they can smell weed in the hallway
    codeine cartridges and shaking trigger fingers
    this is just me reading my poems and understanding what ignorance is
    finally coming to the conclusion that my different personalities have differences
    battling with number 2 prison shivs
    and bic pen's pistol clips
    ideas outlined in chalk
    I am off
    I am the lost tourist pulling up to reality at the gas station asking for directions
    I am so out of it I am past inpatient
    I am Impatient with the grim reaper
    she is love and I'm not speaking with her
    shes broke my heart in the past
    now I have 7 years of bad luck

    thas jus ? up
    cuz I'm married to that hoe for 6 more years

    I thought I defined self
    now I moved to a new destination trying to refind self
    mind melts of memories like a grilled cheese
    dreams of "I can't believe I don't live there anymore"
    like it was all a dream

    and it was like Jigga said
    trying to star 69 1800suicide like Gravediggaz' sex
    I am perplex
    I am nervous
    I curse when I walk and count my steps
    just in case life pushes me down
    I can figure out how long it will be til I get back

    hopefully I don't forget
    cuz I'm sure itll happen soon I can feel it
    the spirit of my soul is drowning
    regrets are adherent
    can I blame it on my parents?
    I have no history
    maybe its the beer
    maybe its the weed brownies

    *looks in a mirror*

    OH LOOK!
    I FOUND ME!!!
  • REAL_POETICAL
    REAL_POETICAL Members Posts: 347 ✭✭
    edited October 2010
    *plays joe budden-inseparable*


    bare witness to the lost vacant spirit
    the weary and the deprived
    living a life that dwell within a lie
    i try to be contempt and under strain
    to be the bigger man to refrain from bringing pain upon your face
    you told me you love me and etc
    fed up with the 9 to 5 yelling about who has it better
    meanwhile i'm secretly jealous and whatever
    to the thought of your income is our investment
    staring blank faced at the sweet thought of being separate
    you all i need though and the simple thought of starting over
    building up trust and karma is thrusting upon my ability
    to try again and plus the ? is silly
    REALLY baby REALLY THOUGH
    going through dilemma and entering an agenda
    trying to be the best contender to the other gender
    and trying not to offend her before i end up playing defender
    entering and re entering the same evolving door
    no longer i can be separate from you YOU MY EVERYTHING
    PRIDE HAS NO CLUE
    on the ability to share a smile like the last slice
    and staying with the one that you made a bond in Christ
  • VSOP
    VSOP Members Posts: 195 ✭✭
    edited October 2010
    *plays joe budden-inseparable*


    bare witness to the lost vacant spirit
    the weary and the deprived
    living a life that dwell within a lie
    i try to be contempt and under strain
    to be the bigger man to refrain from bringing pain upon your face
    you told me you love me and etc
    fed up with the 9 to 5 yelling about who has it better
    meanwhile i'm secretly jealous and whatever
    to the thought of your income is our investment
    staring blank faced at the sweet thought of being separate
    you all i need though and the simple thought of starting over
    building up trust and karma is thrusting upon my ability
    to try again and plus the ? is silly
    REALLY baby REALLY THOUGH
    going through dilemma and entering an agenda
    trying to be the best contender to the other gender
    and trying not to offend her before i end up playing defender
    entering and re entering the same evolving door
    no longer i can be separate from you YOU MY EVERYTHING
    PRIDE HAS NO CLUE
    on the ability to share a smile like the last slice
    and staying with the one that you made a bond in Christ

    damn good piece homie

    I havent even listened to the whole tape yet-just that 1st song on repeat like 10 times

    gonna bump it all today while cleanin the house and workin out so most likely Ill be motivated to write somethin else lol
  • REAL_POETICAL
    REAL_POETICAL Members Posts: 347 ✭✭
    edited October 2010
    VSOP wrote: »
    damn good piece homie

    I havent even listened to the whole tape yet-just that 1st song on repeat like 10 times

    gonna bump it all today while cleanin the house and workin out so most likely Ill be motivated to write somethin else lol

    thanks for the props...ya piece of course is good...this album and the movie slam slowly but surely getting me out of retirement lol

    anywho back to the thread


    *listens to joe budden- desert for thought*



    they can never take me alive
    under the cell or the close quarter
    i'm running from my life
    from the devil and disorder
    chaos in my veins to maintain my process
    thoughts echoing to a time when i just
    chill and feel the breeze of philly spring
    endure philly summer of the slums and the slumber
    the high in the air and the souls that leave bodies
    violent by design by the time they hit 12
    manic by 20 and the funeral by 30
    maybe lower who i'm kidding youngins are nicely fitting
    casket close and expose to the dirt
    block reppin and keeping vows underneath satans skirt
    the flirt of death echoes under breath
    running from the flesh i succumb to the fall of man
    the insanity hours and my seconds are in high demand
    waiting for a plan that ? has in store for me
    but the job in me wants a J.O.B
    lack of intellect and i often forget my moments of victory
    spewing poems plotting on who to hit on with the same pity
    full of pride ego and scorn over the year
    got me hating my wife and peers
    jeers from the audience as they see me flare up
    and stare blankly while grabbing the mic and screaming i dare you
    battle me or ? me end my life
    so i can go back in time when things were right
    holding nikki in my arms her son runs and play
    the checks coming in and i'm feeling good ok
    infusions for my sick days and food from the corner
    bed gone but a coat extending its place
    laptop on deck and ps3 on display
    my life is a IT's dream and a broke ? paradise
    but i sacrifice all that to extend my faith and expand my life on track
    until the flack comes with the territory
    sitting alone in the 4 room cell with outside capabilities
    room and abroad
    ps3 to calm the nerves and the music to be heard from the intercom
    to keep me calm
    unfortunately my fumbling and turmoil has me hating this confinement
    trapped in this hell no job and lack of elegant material wishes
    i guess those things are common man wishes
    no more complaining here some dishes to continue cleaning
  • Legend24
    Legend24 Members Posts: 689 ✭✭
    edited October 2010
    I been writing to a lot of Budden instrumentals lately... I'm feeling this topic. Are you in that mood yet?

    Instrumental - Aftermath

    Where do I draw the line between pain and pleasure?
    Putting pen to paper trying to make the situation better
    But as I write I fight the urge to go ballistic
    Satanistic thoughts surround me, but no one is listenin
    If I let it all out in a room of empty souls
    Am I still thought to be angry if nobody knows?
    Mixed emotions as I tackle both life and death
    Not sure if it's punishment or a part of life's tests?
    Who knows what kind of sick game we're being played in
    Came outside for the experience, but ? , should've stayed in
    Ignorance is bliss, wouldn't miss it if I never knew it
    Wouldn't know this pain if I was never put through it
    Life comes to a halt once reality sets in
    There is no pleasure in a world where you bury your best friend
    Or your mother, your father, or everything you believe in
    The power of will, torture, which is the reason?
    Anger to the extreme, glass starts to shatter
    Silent screams bring peace, but dreams cease the latter
    Hallucinations of what matter put life into perspective
    This high is what keeps me permanently resurrected
    As long as I am in the clouds, I will never die
    Be content the day I finally touch the sky
    You got it hard, but fight on, don't embrace the fire
    Just pray for the day when our straits are no longer dire.
  • VSOP
    VSOP Members Posts: 195 ✭✭
    edited November 2010
    thanks for the props...ya piece of course is good...this album and the movie slam slowly but surely getting me out of retirement lol

    yo SLAM is my ? ! anytime I cant write-I watch that movie and it gets me in the mood

    hmmm time to skip through the tape and find a beat to write too while I blaze this spliff
  • VSOP
    VSOP Members Posts: 195 ✭✭
    edited November 2010
    couldn't keep any topic goin so jus skipped through on some Book of Rhymes type ?

    wrote this to every track but come along....

    I will never fall cuz I have the soul of a fighter
    the heart of a lover
    the intentions of a martyr
    the appearance of a hustler
    stay losing but I'm always ready to double up


    tattoo tears duct taped
    I dont make love I ? ?
    my insides are so black
    I lean Patron back and ? Cognac
    my pupils are ink blots
    ride my train of thoughts on the tracks of my tears
    straight into a dark tunnel
    lost and nobody will care


    no jewelry
    I'm anti-karats
    no love for me
    I'm anti-marriage
    started seein a woman with a ring after the divorce of my parents
    like I believed it when she told me "its already over"
    was I thinkin with my ? or with my arrogance?


    I blame everything on the alter ego
    he talks Deep, low
    Sweet, slow
    blunt always sayin somethin dumb that he wants to repo
    but he knows
    honesty is just his heart on his sleeve
    followed by a Homer "D'OH!"


    liquid swords slicin birthday cakes
    little girls legs open with razor blades ?
    increasing the murder rate
    hundred percent
    runnin down the pages of Peters gold book


    she smiles
    her good look
    I'm on trees
    High
    on good good
    she smells my leaves
    slides down my branch to some good wood


    No idea what I'm gonna write next
    I'm my wifes ex
    ....him
    I'm my pipes best friend
    I'm my childs next gift


    after I got arrested and couldnt see him
    on his birthday weekend
    didn't have a calling card to call so I sent him a Hallmark card
    some ? dog on the front
    saying somethin
    "I'm sorry"
    but those 2 words were 2 swords that cut his birthday cake in half
    his asthma blew out the candle flames
    before he could make his wish
    that would never come true
    cuz his dad got ? and had to take a ?
    on the back of the cop car
    middle finger up in the rearview

    Thanks dad
    for bein soooooo bad
    such a bad father

    this is my reply
    in 365 days don't even bother

    sincerely...your inner child
  • REAL_POETICAL
    REAL_POETICAL Members Posts: 347 ✭✭
    edited November 2010
    VSOP wrote: »
    yo SLAM is my ? ! anytime I cant write-I watch that movie and it gets me in the mood

    hmmm time to skip through the tape and find a beat to write too while I blaze this spliff

    yessirrrrr lol...especially the girl from the wire's poem during the slam...that ? was just plain epic

    on another note damn the piece you did just in here is sickkkkk....that book of rhymes style brings the best out of people yo i swear...keep it up
  • REAL_POETICAL
    REAL_POETICAL Members Posts: 347 ✭✭
    edited November 2010
    *Remember the Titans*


    Hoodie on cold winter
    hell fire scorn me
    devil plays angel and the angel is rocking the machete
    veteran poet with the razor wire barbed wire lingo
    nails and razors become tobacco for my nerves
    words become invitational violence
    silence becomes the ultimate price to retaliation
    thought becomes execution for revenge
    lord forgive me for using these methods
    so spiritual with the rhymes of literature
    spilling ink upon skin and rub it within
    to get the bigger picture and feel the words of scripture
    that attacks from my mind, hands, and pen
    upon paper laying in a broken down house
    that has spirits of spousal abuse
    drug raids and excuses to be haunted by the truth
    the fly in the room could see the insanity
    caught up within my own narcissistic vanity
    humanity created a monster with angelic prophetic gift
    the spirit of the renaissance of Harlem mix with 18th century madness
    dangerous combo of edger and hughes
    my work becomes tombstones and tablets for the future to read
    so proceed to anticipate a dream
    a man thats responsible for turning a simple writer to a regime
  • VSOP
    VSOP Members Posts: 195 ✭✭
    edited November 2010
    yessirrrrr lol...especially the girl from the wire's poem during the slam...that ? was just plain epic

    on another note damn the piece you did just in here is sickkkkk....that book of rhymes style brings the best out of people yo i swear...keep it up

    yeah that movie is mos def in my top 10

    "I STAND ON THE BLOCK SLANGIN AMETHYST ROCKS!"