sometimes i write thru tears and i dont be sad but still tear drops stain the pages to dead the rages i tap on keys or riddle innocent paper with my mental debris i walk so tall back be strong but somtimes i get vulnerable too world seems so harsh and i cant control it cant feel my limbs wondering where my grip went i was taught about karma at an early age so i give love but get hate i grind i hustle put in work but this thing aint happening fast enough i was told my time is infinite but seems im runnin out it aint comin fast enough i never asked for much nothing i wouldnt work for sometimes i feel crushed crushed but by the end of the scribe when i open my eyes i realize things could be worse shine light on what i have hold it close to keep me goin and i just keep on from enraged to engaged from fears to feelin courageous like nothing can phase me for long nobody can break me i just get stronger as i keep on
I keep on carrying best's baton Filling In the patches My body is built for marathons That's why I keep posts hot like struck matches It's been years since my face felt the touch of tears But that don't mean a brotha ain't been sad No emotion even when I'm glad Except the only time I rejoice is when I hear the sound of her voice sayin
Keep on …. my stride rites … glide tight as I cruise pave … count ‘em as books made … never struggle on my hustle … grind five to nine … play the PM shift into third fast and furious my mic check you see him playing the hank low … respect just two cause it’s something bout that brew that just do something to him slur the swag confidence boost … like zin really needed that juice to get loose shiiiii I bagg ‘em travelin in two’s Didn’t forget to mention The Hospitality Extension Even to unsightly women … God bless the child that’s got Friends in places he ain’t never been in and … never plan to go understand the flo in and out like breath life forces run courses till there are none left remorse’s … never when you take righteous steps and my plants … sows seeds to rose pedals and I kkkeeeeeeeeeeppp
we hustle Huckstable … trying to keep the family humble and keep my babies outta the struggle bubble… like bath … hoping I see grand dad but not in a rush … fast azz slow up … brake bleeder … new wave family treer cause happily ever after … ended in 03 life’s mysteries gave out look expressions … SO now we only talk … via the internet .. I guess that’s life’s progression … so every mic session gives listeners a man’s prospective and these well placed worded etchings leave my stain in a game that you only win in sections … as I kkkkkkeeeeeeeep
ah ha... sometimes you dont know what you need till it comes a gust of zin wind a lil light from the sun makes it easier to keep on reflecting off the source of life beacon of light in the night hookah hittin just right yup...i still get lifted occasionally un-assisted getting to the best of me some come with blades and knives trying to harm but they enhance my life puttem all in a bucket watchem swirl i still got love for 'em im still that same girl the one who feels with intensity lets emotions go runnin wild thru poetry gets inspired by a hip hop song turns mountains into hills and just.. keeps on
I got to keep on My Asia was born And rose to the sunshine Eyes …twinkling .. As she reminisced on heaven Sweet like Sunday morn Lionel rich …with Thoughts on the family’s interests … My mistress … In distress … “What’s up with you and …?” not yet … but if we ever face to face I’ma smash … confidence My business … keeps me bizzy… So my styles shifty … I’m third …Sipping Gingy … at my laptop screen Replying to the <ding> Missing the essence … Caught up in the relevance Of the questions … Fuck it ….I mIss my good frIends … And get away weekends … It’s… my ….berfday!!! Blowing steam like ppssssshhhh… when you flying in … on a WITCH hunt ‘slike the earth caught a fever cost to cost …we heated like Texas toast 98.6 arm leg leg arm head K.W.&U. My love for crew G.G. Contingent … Ric and AX too Chello’s gettin big now .. Ali’s six plus TWOOOO Tali’s mean … high school ... She’s 14 Boys < the Big Guns Daddy’s got… So when daddy’s Glock gets hot … Let ‘em know that I …kept in the treble clef ...
10. "RE: zin..... remix" In response to Reply # 8 Tue Jul-25-06 12:10 PM by Zin
We move like pennies in a brown roll single we mingle but together …we good for 2.6 cent over achieve my thousand dollar bill baby wheezing summer breezing a breathe of fresh air … just cause I freak speech … don’t get it twisted I adore mi amore … Like Stevie … On some other shit … Peeps seeing … Approaching with envy Reaffirm … “I love you lIke my cuzzIn” and theres no one who could take ya place … “baby…ya breath taking!” two kings a queen …one throne momma’s strong cause daddy’s gone till he comes home .she gotta ke keep keeping oooooon. Food Shelter K.W. &U. I admire Your desire after all you been thru …
11. "RE: zin..... remix" In response to Reply # 10 Tue Jul-25-06 06:39 PM by the_best_part
yeah yeah man. you're so dope.
like a spinnin top i dont stop move fast attracting all sorts of energy the contrast is crazy from grown men to babies but i gravitate towards that light that amazes me and i appreciate the support it gave me as i keep on keep goin till i reach the top then i tip toe and keep reaching i just cant stop i dig the company up there breathin the same air more than a-alikes we be alike an identicle pair im grateful for the props i get but im just gettin what im supposed to get doin what im supposed to do just like you the on-lookers can keep on speculating in the dark we got an understanding and that's the best part
5. "RE: keepin on (another cipher attempt)" In response to Reply # 0
Today minus one only me self pity and a cigarette empty glasses the smell of strong wine horizon to close for comfort southern comfort held close telephone across the room off the hook scattered clothes and the naked words of a book with no cover insomnia under white sheets of blank paper I keep on_ writing in my mind cause counting sheep is for politicians I be_ poet by any other name herald of galacticus if you want label me hyporcrite illiterate eyes will never read me my book store be the stage fuck pages my publisher is the bottom of my throat the depths of my soul get off my back im carrying the world on my shoulders no room for chips or old grudges i'll speak the truth till im blue in the face or walking backwards out of your television set see me at the base of the wishing well you built your house on so sick of pennies and nickles i threw myself in go figure that had to drown in my passion to keep my head above water dont holla back if dont hear me i didnt say anything and these rhymes are white noise from a black man with a yellow river running through his mind my flow is the dirt ive done filtered through the breath in my lungs liquified purified and distilled between a rock and hard place and if i wake up tommorow blessed enough to be here another day you can say what you wanna say Im a keep on keeping on till my keep is kept
9. "YEAH *SPECIAL ED voice*" In response to Reply # 0
i keep on like porn in college dorms CNN News or nun uniforms here comes niro in his perfect form lost the spelling bee but still spitting up a swarm cats claim they hot but their shits luke warm gotta keep my boots on as i smash all the pawns Rajeniro aint the one but two will never do step to the mic i three piece your whole crew leave them spread out on bay avenue you never had a clue can't keep the same subject so i switching til i'm through
R.I.P. Martin alexander (Marty Gra) Alston - my brother, my mentor , my friend-
13. "RE: YEAH *SPECIAL ED voice*" In response to Reply # 9
wab is about to get back at it it's been a long time since i was on these boardz writing rhymes my style was, and probably is still underrated i will continue to write even tho some people hate it shit, players act like i never posted some good shit i used to get post like your shit was nicely written i wasn't the best on the boardz, but i had a little fan base checkin my shit every day damn, time flies fast it's going on 7 years since i became a player shout outs to the players on here that i know and the players that left i miss ya"ll and wish ya"ll was still here to make the boards fun again
i know it wasn't the best flow, my shit is dusty peace wab
summer saturday's are the greatest i face 'em, tongue out, spacin, jordan, tastin, run bout racin 'portant places dude, 'bout to take my old school sun -out lake-in
like mindful says no shit in 06 it's been ten years since i graduated, high school i remember them days in class acting like a damn fool the class clown as my friends would say shit, times has changed and everything looks strange as a man trying to get money in my hand and pay these bills and live my life hoping one of these days i can find a girl that would be my wife and settle down, and make a happy home together we could roam us against the world me and my girl
16. "RE: keepin on (another cipher attempt)" In response to Reply # 0
keepin my pen wet my ink stains rain drops fill lanes no sign of pain as i keep goin no strain panty lines ya caint see so smooth dat ass gotta B yeh da grind sometime make me wanna holla 2 till i peep short rhymes droppin high signs... no dimes, just keep comiin back wit clean time flows get deeper n deeper no bot goin take mine i write scripts in algorithms one dot at a time go back to school sum say MJ's back never left I say time lifts veils from behind cells now sales rise to stimulus heights 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9 + letters make digits bling this is 2 years old what an Oboma Nation it must be to keep on keepin on... now raise the Light
"keep pennin till the earth birth's your rightful seed then nurture it wit more ink..." ASIEM "Kuun fiyah Kuun" Quran (Be and it is) " A writer takes his pen to write the words again that all in love is fair" Stevie Wonder
17. "RE: keepin on (another cipher attempt)" In response to Reply # 16
i cry in the rain feeling one with the vibe while i see those in cars bus shelters umbrellas to hide i cried under water and swam through my tears i cried in the shower washed my hair with my tears I view weeping like rain a deluge of emotion fertilizing seeds in drought i keep keeping on through routes with doubt I pause for a moment but must not parry long my mindstate returns to the bubbly like don perignon my jealousy of power made my youth frought with frustration fought like a war to attain my current station that only came when i let go of comparisons our natural state is to pull in others mindstates from an early age everywhere i went i felt the earthquake pain and suffering designed my quest and investment to behold the truth, suffering is a substance a detour, a program when i say change the channel i mean the stream the channellers ingesting id fight for you kill for you steal for you if it helped but i pierced the soul of the hustle they strictly cant attain what they seek while they become the producers of the struggle they speak woken up to educate and remain wide eared to listen to approach the transitional gangsters who are warrior souls trained by your enemies you gotta keep keepin on such a flux of fuckery not the best of us can duck it all so many walks of righteousness both large and small relax the judgements the meek inherit earth and all inherit life which takes so much work to misguide that silence must be filled and each moment spent listening to your soul they attempt to soil because we naturally recalibrate this whole lands stolen im more related to those who refuse to listen to the prescription but what they're missing is the true stance of true rebellion so my soul keeps shifting my style keeps switching cause there cant be this many kings unless each life has its kingdom and that means we aint got shit to prove to humans when you find your own groove it all start moving and you'll see your hands in the mountains as the breeze is swaying no matter what happens i keep on the new day 'n' when it comes to love wildout aint playin
18. "RE: keepin on (another cipher attempt)" In response to Reply # 0
okay dude i just read your poem, can you record that for me seriously thats ill i cant wait to read all the others in the cypher might have to save this post in my computer or some shit
19. "These Words Ring True ...." In response to Reply # 0
*Time~Less~Ly*
>shine light on what i have >hold it close >to keep me goin >and i just >keep on >from enraged to engaged >from fears to feelin courageous >like nothing can phase me >for long >nobody can break me >i just get stronger >as i keep on
Cuz if it ain't our time to go We'll be "keepin' on" fa' sho' Living life Thru trials & errors Lookin' @ life Thru misted mirrors Wiping sweat & tears Leaving serious smears In reflections ... straining to get clearer Strength comes in increments *power & control* ... gettin' nearer On our knees from dusk to dawn Praying God will help us Keep ... Keepin' On
Your words are (((Classic))) -- *Timeless*
A guitar string vibrating, a measure of my soul, a breech in the silence -- I've always felt like words come through me & I write them down... they have no master --- gsquared ♥
20. "RE: keepin on (another cipher attempt)" In response to Reply # 0
i keep keepin on like ballers hard wood floors they squeakin on the terms we stopped speakin on my son in his fearsome foursomes' Deacon Jones grasses no pew 19-- to dashes no you it was still arm leg leg arm head before Cassius fro grew homegrown a magnet to pro tools...
i never lost yet, but if i did, it would be sorely..
21. "sometimes it amazes me" In response to Reply # 20
what can get slept on
i guess keystylin ain't what it is no more
niggas turn they nose round at it
but still
>Deacon Jones >grasses no pew >19-- to dashes >no you >it was still >arm leg leg arm head >before Cassius fro grew >homegrown >a magnet to pro tools...
cmon
that's crazy.
i don't even have anything to add but
lemme try right here:
i can stand with a stanza Nissan and a danca Danza I boss thee shine of a lantern ain't rhyme butt I'm vampin no ire i bite no 'blood' to all thugs I retire
rather be mired ad- my bad add thee admired
to "ak is from now on only (thee admired) writer"
but i'm bullshittin though
_____________________________________
The cry I bring down from the hills __________belongs to a girl still burning __________inside my head. At daybreak
____________________she burns like a piece of paper. - YK
22. "one for the road..." In response to Reply # 21
let it be known to all that witnessed one of the greats fall face & lose his wisdom while slack jaws awed my escape felt like a routine i seldom rehearse.
peace. ~~~~~~~~~
my hard head makes me learn shit the hard way - t.i.
feelin like end of the night at a night club, saw i was runnin out of ideas and changed the light bulb; finger to a socket lumination for a narrow path, possible as limitin auto bio to paragraph: vexing process like refryin - alignin purpose, *smh* like you couldn't get it right time first; picture nine burst as an eardrum - consider that a gift, don't comprehend my written manuscript - check your wrist: or the writin on the wall - no stall humor at all, in fact - i'm on track to bring resolve to every human flaw; funky as mouthbreathers' fumin jaw, y'all makin that foofaraw - i'm incurable whooping cough *and* ruminal: wit witty wit sharp as the teeth along a movin saw, anomaly to rhymers who spittin no truth at all; a juggernaut my runnin start would take me through a wall, you climb a ladder of "suck best" onto a roof and fall: _____________
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