My Memoirs
 

aight i just had to take some shit offa my chest....


the higher learnin/
i wanna retire and feel the fire burnin/
to kill off this burden, i try to reside workin/
teachers succumbin and all/
man pawns, marked by these jaws and paws/
but still screamin HAMDULILLAH/
laws faced in my raced/
that dont belong to them in the first place/
eat myself away, the worst taste/
detatched from my birth place/
snatched rhymers is spoken/
held on so tight i think i might've broke them/
envokin mics, i think i might have awoken/
some sort of short comin, stuck in sentences like court summons/
this mortifying coke is throat numbin/
envisionin beduan ways/
in airport lobbies with sand spread on my face/
a breathful thru the hateful statements/
fate will never be a statement/
i'm waitin for human awakenin/
maschoism, nationalism, fought this rational livin into nationally driven/
pass your wrathful of prisms, and half my tactiful given talents/
its a risen violence, hating this silence/
prison of color paletes/
skin abrasion taped on to immigration papers/
they say they give shelter, but it always takes them back to the point/
live thru a bottle and pass you a joint/
model citizen, shitloads of ignorance, difference, and inference/
livin next to kids that syndricate incidents, we argue/
scarred cuz its hard to spar thru Jihad... the host of this fight/
struggled and rustled thru most of my nights/
tryin to sleep thru my deciet, with troubles in sight/
escape the idea of this matrix that we find here/
feel with my hearts hands, and listen with my minds ear/
but conned me to stand in line/
mental plans are refined but said the lands are foriegn plans/
my stranded confidment is the central mission/
i spit these bars so you can walk thru my mental prison/
to send my ambition, in a box ready to end this system...as we know it/
if you got love, then do nothin but show it/
theoritically let it roll, poetically heroic....

uppin

theoritically let it roll, poetically heroic......feeeeelttttttttt....cat thdi shit was nice nice nice,wallaa i felt it...props hamdullilah

thanks ate...that shit was straight from the heart...hit me back on a pm dunny namsayin...one

uppin^^^^^

I figured out why people sleep on you. Its not a good reason but it is a reason. They dont like reading the long peices lol. I love the long peices though its nice... you get a good story telling. This wasn't one of your best but it was still alright OoNnEe

^^xactly...nice shyt aonce again narc..u doin ya thang out here..well on here...lol..n e wayz..i was feelin all of it..it was kinda long..but it was interestin..so i didnt mynd readin it...keep droppin that nice shyt..

my stranded confidment is the central mission/
i spit these bars so you can walk thru my mental prison/
to send my ambition, in a box ready to end this system...as we know it/
if you got love, then do nothin but show it/
theoritically let it roll, poetically heroic....
^^damn..datz all i can say...

feelingz xprezzed well

thanksfor the feedbacks...you if i make the verse too short they say "ok coulda been longer" lol...its all good though...good looking out...wahid

sory for the free post cat,just chekc your pm box

bismillah

np kat...i will hit you back dunny..wahid

uppin

why do kats always hate on complex shit...uppin

lol...uppin uppin

uppin

first of all: who cares what other people say in the first place if you feel a post needs to be short make it short

second of all: that's true about the long ass posts, no reason to carry it out say what you gotta say and bounce

third of all: ..not hating on anyone in particular, but everyone doesn't need to say "One" or "Stay up." to sound gangsta, get your own style, spice something up at least