Bacterias
says the spanish kid
dat why no me tocas . . . .
olympics in the non traditional sense
taking extreme precautions
extreme social anxiety
I have the own definition of life standards
but see I keep changing them
then changing them back to keep
myself out of trouble
with myself
and don't be triangulating on the loxe tip.
Mixing it all up like a salad.
Monday, June 8, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
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Unforgivable donations to self respect
confused potential mates
rape everyone but the willing
alcoholic jobless songwriters
chasing nirvana
who all want loxe from her
one form or another
moving keys
non profits
bullshit self-help
cults profiting
needing to read
oh its you again . . .
I thought I told you
to
let it die
false attraction
I want you to get some action
confused potential mates
rape everyone but the willing
alcoholic jobless songwriters
chasing nirvana
who all want loxe from her
one form or another
moving keys
non profits
bullshit self-help
cults profiting
needing to read
oh its you again . . .
I thought I told you
to
let it die
false attraction
I want you to get some action
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Stir
Oooohhhh La La
Familiar faces
can't speak cause of dirty laundry
busy bees
tragic loxe
hateful
body language
swimming pool music club
Here to hear the band
your favorite makeout
hang out spot
go and getty
I could leave when I'm ready
plain tired of it all
50 crunches
belly time
round lunches
the perfect Sunday
fading taste of the alcohol
in the mind
gone
left behind electricity
on the ball simplicity
work.
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Forget the lines
Negotiating pay with vendors
do the production
go home in the winter
finally all gather round
to witness this sound
great
too early to tell
if they like it beer spiked it
telling its swell
first they said take off the shirt
so many times working full time
on keeping it on
part of the mission
is to wake up
your decision
have
consciousness
have living
breathing
constituents
a pronoun for the hills of
artemis
growing, born and part of this
comma
play with ducks
quack
feed them animals
ripping it sometimes
cannibal
saw Hannibal
feasting on brains
its understandable
can it get to the mind
slander build
rakes and fakes
cold superstars
undying passion
hashing
through a cookie jar
put the hand in deep
grabbing a guitar
start playing Creep
emotional bizzar
come get your hand bags
or a new purse
street slang
is the thang
popping hearse
still stuffing beers
and cigaretts from the nurse
scooping up Orion
up into the mountians
protection from lack of um
good sweet be doubting
discover life's about
counting
children not pouting
Sharaaade
a dancer
prolific entrancer
influencing the young
mama bee stung
that son of a gun
rubbed off and died
family cried
say to myself
that was a lie
convince her
recneps
good try
Sorry I left too soon
mind bereft at noon
body was there
old groom
goodbye to mistakes
lit birthday cakes
death to the break
over the house
push it
swing again
never falling in
art in the kitchen
falling out was a sin
He's a piece of work
taken like it hurt
pain in the dirt
writes a name in the shirt
closer friend
let's tell . . . not
Ready for the big
flesh pot?
OOoo weeee
highlight the day
give it to em once
make it run away
race, games,
project Heart
dames shame
way that it are
kicked out on separate accounts
loxe- reckless abandonment
astonishment
obvious
haunt this shit
scared to say no
boom IT goes
an 8 month row
convenient stow
no lapse in the flow
big bartender is a play
once on top turned it away
curious
asleep you see
back and fourth
back to me
goes on long
honestly
but no let on's
stronger's free
Gotta move gotta move gotta move
time could tell the groove
pat on the back silky smooth
pull back the girl got a gun and a fuse
do the production
go home in the winter
finally all gather round
to witness this sound
great
too early to tell
if they like it beer spiked it
telling its swell
first they said take off the shirt
so many times working full time
on keeping it on
part of the mission
is to wake up
your decision
have
consciousness
have living
breathing
constituents
a pronoun for the hills of
artemis
growing, born and part of this
comma
play with ducks
quack
feed them animals
ripping it sometimes
cannibal
saw Hannibal
feasting on brains
its understandable
can it get to the mind
slander build
rakes and fakes
cold superstars
undying passion
hashing
through a cookie jar
put the hand in deep
grabbing a guitar
start playing Creep
emotional bizzar
come get your hand bags
or a new purse
street slang
is the thang
popping hearse
still stuffing beers
and cigaretts from the nurse
scooping up Orion
up into the mountians
protection from lack of um
good sweet be doubting
discover life's about
counting
children not pouting
Sharaaade
a dancer
prolific entrancer
influencing the young
mama bee stung
that son of a gun
rubbed off and died
family cried
say to myself
that was a lie
convince her
recneps
good try
Sorry I left too soon
mind bereft at noon
body was there
old groom
goodbye to mistakes
lit birthday cakes
death to the break
over the house
push it
swing again
never falling in
art in the kitchen
falling out was a sin
He's a piece of work
taken like it hurt
pain in the dirt
writes a name in the shirt
closer friend
let's tell . . . not
Ready for the big
flesh pot?
OOoo weeee
highlight the day
give it to em once
make it run away
race, games,
project Heart
dames shame
way that it are
kicked out on separate accounts
loxe- reckless abandonment
astonishment
obvious
haunt this shit
scared to say no
boom IT goes
an 8 month row
convenient stow
no lapse in the flow
big bartender is a play
once on top turned it away
curious
asleep you see
back and fourth
back to me
goes on long
honestly
but no let on's
stronger's free
Gotta move gotta move gotta move
time could tell the groove
pat on the back silky smooth
pull back the girl got a gun and a fuse
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Rap Ding Thing GOD
Only one follower . . . .
God diversified god divided
good god gotta write about it
getting close to yourself
close to your health
me you and god lost in someone else
the hand that god dealt the way that it felt
when he left the water made your little heart melt
god is the water and I am it's daughter
another martyr to slaughter
truth for faith it's a barter
God diversified god divided
good god gotta write about it
getting close to yourself
close to your health
me you and god lost in someone else
the hand that god dealt the way that it felt
when he left the water made your little heart melt
god is the water and I am it's daughter
another martyr to slaughter
truth for faith it's a barter
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Take my breath away
Monday, March 9, 2009
Stumble around in my memory trying to find the door?
There is no exit sign per say . . .
Clean rooms in there make you feel good . . .
Promoting 2 different M I C ' s
Lost the wheels on the bike
Gave myself an up date
how long I let you downplay
my plan
I could not make you
understand
not that you wanted to
I've got more to manage
than your attention
I've got my own
chalice
wake up from the dream
Alice does not want to
compare
it to
fallice
although it was neat ; )
yrros siht si etal.
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