“Anger 7”

(Damn, im finding all these old pieces i never did anything with. Not really performance pieces, just stuff i wrote to get it off my chest...)

Her frustrations amplified.
Head-on collisions where I’m
Hit on all sides in my mind.
Helpless conscience blind sides while
Hopeless hearts mend time. Re-Wind.

A scream is preferred
Where
This dream has deferred

Should he stop holding his breath?
Shouting is what he does best.
Sinking further, grasping chests.
Shameful how two hearts were left
Singing the blues until death.

Hearsay

So she told me:

"My pendulum swings slowly when you hold me.
I'd forgotten what love felt like, but you showed me.
You found me down, shattered on the ground, picked me up and consoled me,
And for this, I adore thee."


So I spit this:

"Baby, you got it twisted, these tables are shifted.
In this fulcrum it is MY soul that has been lifted.
Gifted with a daily subscription to listen to the rhythms and melodies of your heart.
I just try to play my part."

Fighters Remix- The Five One ft. Matthew Santos & Lupe Fiasco

Fighters Remix- The Five One ft. Matthew Santos & Lupe Fiasco

http://lupefiasco-lupend.blogspot.com/2009/03/lupe-fiasco-fighters-five-one-remix.html

[Chorus: Matthew Santos]
When the fighters are all around
All the lovers are underground

No one will save you anymore
So what's happening, what you rapping about?

Little boy. Is it cars?
Is it girls? Is it money?

The world?

[Verse 1: The Five One]
These are my brains, laying over instrumentals.
Day to you received, received as Immenseful

Hurt by your kingdoms, denied by your fathers.
No apparent future, so why would you bother?

Live beyond the eyes streams, sleep in the sunlight.
Live and hear what I dream working but unlike

The proudless. Creep for a cause.
Denying reality as any written law.

Persistence is my flaw. The essence of an arm,
Subtracted by the welfare and anyone involved.

Stretched and enlarged. Stress of these bars.
I live in a box that I create with my heart

I am not my mind. I am not this body.
I’m not absent-minded, I just happen to be tardy.

Live to be in heaven, already at the party.
Particle to atom. Atom to a cell.

Sperm to an egg. An egg to a shell.
Shell for the baby that’s destined for a jail.

Sperm to an egg. An egg as a shell.
Shell for the baby that’s destined for a jail.


[Chorus]

[Verse 2: The Five One]

(Maybe I can make this a little simpler)

Now don’t even try, you live you die.
Your stress brings no pain, your positions a lie.

You feel for oppression, and hide by your faith.
But cause no progression ‘cause still is your pace.

Words on your shirt, don’t make you harder.
Dead man on your chest won’t make you a martyr.

You search and you search for something to stand for.
Yell “VOTE”, but you don’t even know what they ran for.

Speak of conspiracies between your ears,
Won’t challenge the system that conditioned your fear.

Some gasp or snicker, or look at a nigga
Like he should start war but they missing the picture.

This aint a joke, it aint serious, wrong, or right.
This makes you delirious inebriates sight.

So if you really hearing this change your life…
Maybe then we can fight.

[Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco]
I hope that God forgive us, all of us sinners
Turn us back into beginners, put us up where the winners go

Holy apartments in the gardens in which the rivers flow
Thank you for all your blessings and all of your miracles

I thank all my fans and all my supporters
Shout out to Bishop G, congrats on your new baby daughter

I tip my hat to all my family and friends
Now we just got one more to go

L - U - P – END

[Chorus to fade]

Blind Mary

Follow My breath baby, match speed. A fast feat to link our hearts to the last beat.

Rising rapidly, loving haphazardly has caused catastrophes we cant continue to create.

This state we’re entered into as of late has changed the images I see at a glance of our fate.

What was once eternity is now eternally burning the book of matches that sparked a fire of immeasurable desire.
You… take me higher.

To a place where negativity expires, hope floats and casually we escape reality. This… Has to be what they call living.

In this gift we’re been given we’re presented with a dual dichotomy.

Obviously we still have love for each other, so undercover we cant love another.

But… lately I start pacing, heart racing, feeling more violent than ever, I just wanna step outside and go wild on whoever, but I’m way better than that.

Mama raised me way more clever than that.

But under this cap of pride under which I hide, lies the spirit of 9 lions, so I take it all in stride.

Thundering why's, plundering byes, and comforting lies told to myself are the only things that help me get back to seeing eye to eye with my battered reflection.

Left guessin, my imagination runs like a thoroughbred straight out of the gates of hell, bent on trampling my mind body & soul with the pull of 10 locomotives.

I love her, and she knows it.

And even though she doesn’t always show it, when we gaze into each other’s eyes, it makes us see through fake disguises.

And there we sit.

Two kids, fighting over who took the last cookie from the cookie jar, instead of finding this peace we’ve been looking for.

Arm in arm, at arms with a swarm of negativity buzzing past our ears, its… no wonder that’s all we can hear.

In this cloudy uncertainty, i miss you.

And when its clear, it'll be crystal.

Till then, just whistle, and
I’ll be there when the wind blows.

peace

Off Limits

"Off Limits"

She might be the only girl I could see walking away with my heart,
But… she’s off limits.

In my attempts to get a minute of her time, I’m left with the internal conflict of following the eternal concepts of Divine Humanity and Civility.
Do onto others as I would have them do onto me.
So, she’s off limits, see she got a man.

But damn, she sizzles so much that I can’t say that I’m not tempted to touch.
The way she always leaves in a clumsy rush shows me the attraction is mutual.
Her evasiveness is only paralleled by how beautiful she looks at the mere crack of a smile.
Easily shattering hearts and dreams with a mere cut of her pretty brown eyes, and a slight bat of her perfect eyelashes, but I cant do that shit because
She’s off limits.

But when these thoughts finish, somehow they always seem to refrain and remain on the sexiest part of her body… her brain.
Her… brain. See, she’s the total package.
Beauty, intelligence, and talent.
I’d feel like a fool if I didn’t go after it.
But… she’s off limits.

With the words person to person, I’m not the best, so I turn to my pen and paper to get this off my chest.

At times like this, when my minds racing, I have to remind myself,

“ASIM just be patient, all things come in due time.
Impatience can cause people to lose minds.”

Right now I’m too blind.
She shines brighter than blue diamonds leaving me stunned at the sight of her two eyes when she enters a room.
But she’s off limits.

I’m lost in it.

As of late its getting harder to excuse the elephants in the room/ Boo you exude the elegance I consume.
I'm flying now, on the highest cloud./ You got the flyest styles, so all these other girls can quiet down
I stand tall like a lion proud/ A king in need of a queen, just to give her something to smile about

Peace

I know my ABC's

Actively Boasting Creative Delusions Epidemically Falters Growth. Hope Is Juxtaposed. Kin to Love. Money Never Offers Peace Quietly. Reach Straight Towards Utopia Victoriously, and Watch Xenophobes Yell Zealously.