Sunday, July 18, 2010

Feel My Pain [just vent]

When I Vent..
When I Vent I just chill
Pen and paper as i let my ink spill
Hear me out.

Well, i'm displaced but in the quadrant of humanity
Normal is standard, but my difference echoes insanity
At times I wondered at what was the point of livin'...
Every day we look towards death as it lurks in the kitchen
I wanna be somewhere else so yes i'm still wishin
But the killers on my block just got let out of prison
Evil still breathes, no matter the weather...
it's equipped with an umbrella and even a sweater
Now or never, forever hidden in clever schemes of severed dreams
I never think that light can brighten souls with tethered seams
[when i sat in a jail cell all i did was think]
all the lies i told.. hearts i broken
because they can't be glued nor can it be woven
but sir, i don't rap but my +words+ are +spoken+

and so i vent..

We need to better ourselves if we want to make it
There's still a glass ceiling and we need to break it.
But despite the chill you're surrounded by an angel's blessin'
Feel my pain when i go through this heartache and stressing//

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

My Quest To Find... True Love?? [2009]

I'm Just Vibin' On This One, So Hear Me Out. . .

See, I'm On A Quest To Find... Purpose.
2009.. It's My Time But I'm To Stressed To Shine.
But I'm Thinkin to Hard...
Is It That Love Is A Pigment Of My Imagination?
Am I Speaking With Knowing That It's Non-Existing?

Well, People Are Hypocritical, Lyrical While, I'm Here w/ You.
Love Is Just An Excuse While We Still Have Problems.

Where Is The Love?

Little Children Starvin', Hopin For A Bite To Eat.
They're Not Loved, Because They Have A Right To Eat.
Instead Of Using The WIC, And Buyin' The Food Stamps...
Mama's On Da Corner Being A Good Tramp.

Young Women Get Beaten, Deceived And Mistreated.
All Because They "Love" And Its What They Believe In...

So What Does Love Mean??

Big L Said:"So We Can Never Be A Couple Hun, Fuck Love,
All I Got For Hoes Is Hard D*ck And Bubblegum"

All Love Gonna Do Is Get You In Some Trouble, Son.
Guys Use It For Sex, And Also So They Can Cuddle Some.

So, I Can't Love.

I Look In The Mirror And I See Myself.
All I Know Is, It's Just Me and Myself.

Now Let's Look Into Politics.. Shall We?

How Do We "Love" Our Country?
In Iraq.. Our People Dying.
At Home.. Their Children Crying.
Plus, Their Spouses Mournin.
It's Sad, The Sky Is Stormin'.

So Where Is The Love?!?

Our People Are Not Logical, Probable?
Not Impossible.
..That We're Blinded By the Light That Is Called... [Love.]

Saturday, September 5, 2009

A Letter To A Loved One

Dis One i Wrote Around 9th or 10th Grade Wen I Lived In NYC

Dear love,

Shits too hard since speaking another
language, Skepticism contribute to physical, and
mental anguish. I survived thru broken bones, and
numerous surgeries, When shit got real hectic, like
daycare nurseries. Thru my busiest hours, I played the
supplier, Coulda taken you for the ride, like
pathological liars. Thru the hardest of times i still
tell the truth, People counted us out, because of our
youth. "You don't know what love is, ya'll won't make
it, You think its sayin I love you, then gettin
naked." So I put to the side, fuck what you heard, Cuz
they dont't know shit, they jus usin words. So I put
it to the side, fuck what, you heard. Cuz they don't
know shit , they just usin words. so i try to muscle
this pen, i hustle sin, i'll endure 16 yrs of struggle
again. I'm givin you me, you can say i'm givin myself,
But things is goin down south, i'm livin in hell. For
me to be next to is somethin you can't see, I can't
imagine you havin another lover other than me. I hear
footsteps of the reaper, see my life, Or onces or
never was my potential wife. Go ahead end me in a
hearse, its sad and it hurts,

Sincerely yours,
The victim of this
lifelong curse

P.S.
I'm sittin right here, goin thru the struggle and
strain, A sad brother in world, feelin like i'm locked
up in chains. I had thought of fuckin with people,
they shoot out my brain, Or i'll lay down on the
tracks and wait for the train. To many people i'm
known as very good rapper, When it came to beef, dudes
said i'ma very big flapper. I'm by myself in this
world, cold and alone, And happiness was one thing
that was never shown. I think i assimilated, cuz i'm
now a clone, I've never experience those days of
gettin blown. Blown's street term for gettin stoned,
I'm tired of these days of ball, bein in the zone.
When i met this girl, it seemed like everything
changed, My feelings are different , cuz they are
strange. Check it out, i never been in love before,
She the one i adore, that i wanna explore. I'm crazy
about her because she so beautiful, And i know we'll
have a relationship that's mutual. But end to end this
letter, this is my P.S. I'm a different person, one
who stay fresh. Yeah, to me you're the girl that's
first,

Yours truly,
signed Da Kur$e

Monday, July 27, 2009

Love Letters, Ch. 1 & 2

I Was Vibin' Earlier In The Afternoon On This 'Ish. For Those That Been Hurt By Their Last Man, But Simply Don't Know What To Do Right Now Because They're Confused. But Hear Me Out. On Some Hip-Hop Spoken Word Type Stuff...

I already know how ya ex +treated you+/
He did you wrong, well I know he +cheated you+/
Well I know you wonder if I'm +real or not+/
Kuz I'm feelin' you girl, I mean for +real you got+/
+Beauty+ is what I write on my +looseleaf+/
I may be +moody+, but it's kuz I'm +too deep+/
I'ma be faithful and I'll +ease the fears+/
If they come down baby I'ma +cease the tears+/
But +destiny+ is messed up +you see+/
And after a while, you +stepped up to me+/
You don't want a man and I'm +stressed you see+/
And to tell the truth girl there's no one +left but me+/
Love can't be bought, nor can it be +purchased+/
So hear me out girl... beneath the +surface+/
You know what I have here is more than a +crush+/
So let's slow it down cuz I don't wanna +rush+//

I Get Tired Of Girls Sayin' That Their Last Dude Hurt Their Feelings. NEWSFLASH!!!... I Ain't That Nigga! lol. Well I Guess One Bad Apple Can Fuck Up A Whole Bushel Because Girls Now-a-Days Play The "All Boys Are The Same" Card. I'ma Keep It 100. You Ain't Weezy Because You Ain't FUck Every Boy In Da World So How You Know? Here Me Out In Chapter 2.

It's +just bliss+ how it started with +one kiss+/
....And life is all about taking +risks+/
Well you're beautiful girl, with the +jewels to stunt it+/
And all the cool dudes and the +losers want it+/
But it's like you're +breakin' my back+, I'm +lacin' the track+/
Nothing's changing but I can't be +facing the facts+/
So now I'm +chasin you back+, I +race to react+/
If someone hurt you... the +8th will impact+/
I don't want to +sweat ya+, I can do you +better+/
But I want to +get ya+, therefore i wrote this +letter/
I +stay+ on the +grind+ and i'll give you +more/
I won't +play+ with your +mind+ and you're who I +adore+/
A guy that won't cheat is like a +dream to you+/
I can make it come true so how that +seem to you?+/
You know what I have here is more than a +crush+/
So let's slow it down cuz I don't wanna +rush+//

Hopefully I Can Make Y'all Change Ya'll Minds. So read It And Vibe And Let It Soak For A Minute...

Peace.

Yo! 5000 aka The Flow-Activ Solution.
Flowetic Just-us

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

It's The Feeling...

It's the feeling that you get when you float & sail above,
A tale, and a hug.. We fail when we fail to love.
But, it's the way we heading, forgetting all the pain connections,
Well... Love is like lookin' at each other in the same direction.
The rain affection made our feelings go mild.
Love don't make the world go round... it's worthwhile.
I like your style, and yes i'm about to start,
You got me speechless, and i hate when we're apart.
I was strolling through life, and I fell for you,
The hell I knew, Mind plays tricks, but I know the truth.

You show smarts.. Cards you dealt, dealing 3.
What's real to see, I wait for the day you feelin' me.
Yo when I was in awe & dark, I finally saw your heart.
The hardest part, I drew an opening & we drew apart.
The truth I Feel, me and you is just fate.
Cuz i'm diggin' you however long it takes...
If love is fake, i want it to be real, cuz you're in my life.
Without you tonite, my hearts open & you're near in sight.
It's clear & right, yeah it's the God's truth.
We got us an odd route, if a bomb hit.. I got you!
Stay modest and real truth, I'm talkin above the world.
Lil shortie, it's true, i can't be with another girl . . .

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Her Interlude

I Was Just Vibin' In Da Krib At About 3 AM When I Wrote This One.. Check It Out...

I sit back, relax and I count the days,
How I long those sweet chocolate kisses of hers.
But I can't count the ways,
Or even explain why I'm missin' her.

But this is HER interlude...

She showers me with her love... surrounding me,
And she speaks with a lavish harmony,
But together, we can create symphonies.

Her skin is silky smooth as the melodies on a baby grande,
Still, I Can't wait til the day I can be her man.
Though our souls are close, me and her are real distant...
Like our notes clash together, and all we hear is dissenence.

So... This is HER interlude.

Let's skip back to reality,
I'll make her special in all actualities