I know you read my every move, I wrote the book

I got a room full of books, a head full of voices
taking a second look at all these annoyances
detox, rehab, hip hop knee slap
can anyone tell me where the junkies go to relapse

I got eight shots and eighteen enemies
i put a needle in my arm everytime i feel the jelousy
the well is deep but its dryin up fast
so everyday i fill it up with the tears from my past

im finally down to my last second chance
my stance hard pressed to ask for a dance
but the drink in her hand says i could get in her pants
so i fling flirt and think till the engines out of gas

coast the car to a stop cuz shes got mental problems
a princess at first glance cuz her disguise is flawless
so i peel back the layers to get under her skin
under her sin sits another innocent person

The Devolution of Man (broken promises)...

My how we've evolved from the gorilla to the guillotine
monkeying around with nukes and other silly things
tryin to fulfill all our little silly dreams
but it seems we're just apes in for a rude awakening

We crave to be part of something larger than the sun
but when its all said and done we only care for number one
while dropping number twos on anything in our way
its sad that what we do is opposite to what we say

It's just business as usual the great american way
happy human hypocrites, modern age slaves
hello, my name is indifference, i dont believe we've met
take the collar off my neck to unleash your favorite pet

take me for walks so i can do my business
taking care of the forgiveness just so i can get a witness
sluts for a mistress, lifes mother nature for dessert
and the funny thing is I almost kind of miss her

this blister, an annoying see you next tuesday like my sister
if pain and distress kissed her disrespect would call me mister
my minds twisted sinister, my ministry complex
and if history repeats I'll give away my not so common sense

oh yea, and word is still bond...

A four letter word that rhymes with...

We're on a countdown to extinction
So lets bow down toss in the towel and stop thinking
Cut your losses before your dragged away
And they turn your sunny day into something cold and grey

Some of you may choose to fold and pray
But when god doesn't answer go home alone and roll in shame
Close your eyes bite your lip and try to control the pain
We all do what we do cuz we're all the same

And when shit gets rough most of us just run away
We can't handle this surreal life unless its during a sunny day
So when the rain comes we hide under our rocks
Waiting for the sun tying our stomachs in knots

That's it for this so far. I wrote it last night. Oh yea, if the formatting is messed up its because I'm posting this from my pocket pc in the middle of nowhere sitting in my work truck admiring the snow as it falls. Good day.

There you are

It turns out this whole time i was looking for you
my mind trapped in between all the places i been to
these eyes so old all your faces are a blur
and its hard to find the right one when your just not sure

Im trying to reach the end but i cant seem to get there
running for so long my lungs seem to drip air
I have a weak stare mixed with a bad case of deep care
that needs shared before it leaves me bare

I'm wandering and wondering
when its my turn for love to bring
me something other than another broken heart dream

I got a bucket under my eyes to catch all these tears
and a super special blanket to cover me from these fears
theres a page in my notebook for everytime i've cried
and im saving the last page for the day i die...

Rhymes Continued

When relationships click you get an intimate fit
its infinite bliss mixed with a definitive kiss
the minute your lips insist to form sentences
to warn the other of your interests and risks

its moments like this that might decide that you've missed
the reason we're involved in such existence
some have evolved minds able to ration this passion
while the rest struggle to grasp and get lost in their actions

i sling satisfaction in pre measured units
and you cant be satisfied so why do i do it ?
I'm done playing favorites and hearing basic statements
cuz when I'm done writing I'm still gonna be nameless

like a strange famous sage trapped in a cage
made to rap kick anus and slap minimum wage
in the face then i race and catch rats with my cheese
these sleazy stinking people always riddled with disease

I'm down on my knees praying please
all you gotta do is set these people free
but we're led to believe its all peace and dreams
while we're hung like trophies strung along the mantle piece

If i had it my way I'd sleep till deceased
like its finally my turn to get some rest in peace
all these fools living life on auto pilot
no passion in their eyes or inspiration to drive them

its a sad state of affairs they say they love but no one cares
walkin through the streets wearing nothing but blank stares
hearts are ice cold despite the global warming
we're too blind to see this blatant moral warning

we're too busy swarming on those less gifted
and shits never gonna change till the power gets shifted
and that wont happen till the public realizes
its the blind leading the blind right to our own demise

its like sex drugs and lies, the golden trifecta
on how to rule people without being suspected
of being the main reason these idiots get elected
we follow in their footsteps with no sense of direction

that's why i choose to read and write my own lessons
like I'm back in school learning greater than and less then
you know shits fucked up when the preachers are confessin
and the teachers always stressin on which kid might have a weapon

and the people smoking weed getting treated like a felon
getting more jail time than people committing 187's
now is that the kind of society you want your kids to live in ?
killing millions of innocent people in the name of some religion

nows the time to fight and make some right decisions
before the bomb drops and blows us to oblivion
hold on to your dreams cuz theres people out there stealing em
i disguise mine as nightmares to better conceal them

hows it feel to know your life is one great big contradiction
I'll be the judge and jury handing down your convictions
not easy to convince hanging from a crucifix
if you play the part of Satan then I'll be the Jewish prince

with a jealous father who's got a bad god complex
huge dick and nuts on the lookout for odd sex
so go fuck yourself with random blunt objects
and kill the rest of your time making dumb comments

Relationship Black and Blue's

When relationships click, you get an intimate fit
its infinite bliss mixed with a definitive kiss
the minute your lips can form sentences
to warn the other of your interestes and risks
motives like this might insist that you've missed
the reason we're involved in such existence
some have evolved minds able to ration this passion
while the rest struggle to grasp and get lost in their actions
I sling satisfaction in pre measured units
and you cant be satisfied so why do i do it
im done playing favorites, these pagans are shameless
and when im done writing rhymes i'm still gonna be nameless

Just something i been playing around with, i like how it flows together. If it doesnt flow together when your reading it, then your reading it wrong.

Rhymes for your face

I step to the side just to let my thoughts ride
kick rhymes from my mind, release them when its time
from birth to deceased, I write for release
and maybe one day I'll get to rest in peace

but for now let me at least give you a piece
of the puzzle that is me that i pen so talentedly
if its talent that you seek then take a peek at me
unless your scared of what you'll find then its time that you flee

Its the thought of horror, a nameless pity
I long to weep but it seems i've lost the ability
soft like a shiver the cold breath of winter
a golden trophy given to the oldest of winners

Rhymes for dinner and philosophy for dessert
minds gettin thinner all because i miss her
i miss hurt, the pain of loving
i long to say just a moment love i'm coming

Always interupting, never getting to finish
if you look closely you can see the flame diminish
so heres your one wish, please use it wisely
please hold on tightly to the spirit thats inside me

happiness not likely, delighted in piety
just one question, why are you always trying to fight me
cant you see my love shines brightly
covered by a dark cloak of sobriety inside of me

Its all about details, some find it in retail
some ride the train to the end where it derails
my inner insanity complains when we sail
to the end of time just to find out we fail

the wells to deep and theres not enough water
the hotter it gets the less i wanna bother
the harder the race the farther i displace
but then who could resist a kiss from this face

the idea of fate cancels out free will
which basically means life is one big cheap thrill
with email, impersonal communication
im done trying to love, now its time to start hatin

So thats it, just some shit i been working on. Lemme know what you think. I'll probably start recording to music sometime soon. I just wanna get more spells in the spellbook first.

Work is good, as good as work can be. Still working at the water store delivering salt and water. Still folfing like a fucking mad man. Hit me a 13 under par a couple days ago, that was pretty fucking sweet. We got a ping pong table and a pinball machine now, so a lot of time gets spent honing the skills. Its high time i hit up the bar and hustled stupid drunk people out of their money. I mean fuck it, its not like they are gonna do anything worthwhile with their money. Might as well lose it to me. Oh yea, and one more thing. Please stop having kids, your making my drive to work suck. And if you insist on having kids, then home school the little fuckers. That way your not clogging up my streets. By the way, word is still bond.