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passion radiates so bright it's blistering my skin... damn i want to leave now when will this chapter begin... can't worry about what others say about sin.... waiting is like expecting... can't always be in the front directing... cables get crossed... morals tossed.... and yea im walking the line.. shit it ain't right but it's mine.... hope its not in a box.. 2 many poor souls in there... we all know they love to judge and thats not fair... and you know i know.... and i know they know... you can't mold people like play-doh.... even if your well read on plato... these people love to hate though... i see em watching taking their places... you walk in and they show love or duck their faces... man i just want to be beamed off to distant places.... but for now im counting days.... for now im taking the last of these tennessee sun rays..... you can pass the judge.... im loving life so i hold no grudge.... bout to run off while they don't budge.....

thought i was done with the pen... but i got a bite like rintintin... plagued with a longing to win.... and i want to paint on your skin.... but she kicked me in my shin... ouch.. that hurt... now im mad so i flirt... amber alert... fucking j sizzle is up her skirt... and she's taking off my shirt.... long haired joe dirt... i need some help...Micheal Phelps... im olympic ... im a winner... beeeeeeeeeeeeeef its whats for dinner.... like you i am a sinner..... and i feel the heat... inside me lives the pulse of the street... and in my brain is the pulse of the beat... me clothes not neat..... and she better be elite... if you got cream i got wheat... and i can write all over the sheet... please dont doubt... word play like whats he talking about.... read it backwards it might do some good...   and i cant help myself even though i should.... and i am white as white but i feel so hood...

and yes sometimes life is odd.. but not every love story can be classic like harold and maude....  and i kick shit like Claude... and yes i will cut your throat like Sweeney Todd...so close i’m on the brink.... so deep do i think... might brood and mood.... inside my bwain personalities feud.... this clock is moving never winding... and i cement memories down to keep from rewinding...and then you see something and it reminds... so i might rewind...for a play or 2... but damn i love these blue suede shoes.... bruised like the thing in my chest.....but whatever i do i hunger to be the best... every step feels like a test.... i take my love and give it to my friends... we are fly as fuck creating new trends...  and yes moving on is hard but you to will mend.... always raise even if its a bluff...and if your down back away from that bluff... cause this shit is hard and this shit is rough.... and i've been at that bluff and said fuck this enough is enough... but in the end... all the shiny things are just stuff.... dig a new hole like Shia Labeouf....

its kinda hard when there’s so many miles in between... i've spent to many years out mowing this vast green.....and i feel like i’ve out grown this hipster scene... and fuck me my sister is a teen.... yes i’m another year older... yes i’m moving on my path bolder... i stay so bizzy life makes me dizzy... but those blue eyes make me dizzy... wish we could settle and have a drizzy.... but seems like iphone pics... showing kicks is the game.... i’m just trying to check this dame... i can see that she’s not the same... and yes miss i paint like a flame...  this dating life is a game.... this desert is so cold.... and your future cant be foretold.... its funny how life takes u... maybe someone has to come up and shake u.... what does it all really mean...are you over the scene... cause i feel like i’m not being seen... even when i’m seen... what does it all mean... even when there’s no miles in between.... cold desert nights... but i still chase the flashy lights... and true nobody knows... so thats why i shows.... and it isn’t u and no it isn’t me... heartbreaker is it she? i mean if looks could kill... this girl killed bill.. and i run even if its a hill... u look like a muse... and i’m not interested in yesterdays news... and miss mystery i wish i could watch u walk in those shoes....cause the past is the past... and im a bullet i move fast... i split my brain in like 4.... cause i feel like i can always give more... i can see that you've been beautifully broken... but please wash in my deep sea and be beautifully awoken... because now my life is about change... and jim reminded me in europe that the these fucking days are strange.....i wonder if u'd dig my flair..she say's she loves my long hair... so it looks like we got some things in common... and i learned from common that people aren’t to common.... and it seems we got a common problem...hope we can solve.. im just a cave man trying to evolve... and true either way this world will revolve.... and yes pages get turned and bridges get burned.... i just want to look in your soul and ask...for what is it that you yearn?.... inside at night do u burn? tumbles weeds and dust... if you knew better it would be vegas or bust... im looking for attraction not lust...

When did these boys become men….and I had a golden goose but I’ll settle for a hen….forgive me for my harshness and this killer pen… and she is a number like 10...and he looks like a herb or maybe a ken… and I had a Barbie pretty smile and hair… a power couple with a stare… a fhilly and a mare…. A life to share… but when is enough a enough… a royal flush … a house full of cards… a floor littered with glass shards…. Please watch your step…off lovers rock we leapt… and with the fishes the love now slept… shhhhhhhhhhh… she whipers in my ear…. On my many canvas I shed my tears…. A lion alone in the house… married now to his art for it is his spouse… and every night we make love after I take off her blouse… its getting so hot in vegas the firman should douse….these cards are starting to move… and I want to move… I want to prove… so gone are the days of provide… what really lead to the great divide…shit was getting hot so I had to go outside…

I am not an actor…. Love is no longer a factor… what is it you feel in your soul…. And who’s on first?… I don’t know I just stole… this art is so underground im a mole… graffiti on the hair… ice in my chest… polar bear… don’t speak I know what your thinking… life is passing while we are all blinking… and the old man is in the corner drinking… and the world still spins on its axis…listen boy better pay those tax’s… and I want to backpack from here to Tallahasess…where ever that may be.. We all long to be free… life takes action… but we all get lost in the distraction …. Day to day… play by play… way by way….. Roads wined.. Then cross… sometimes your ahead and then at a loss… stop and look both ways.. Step out and feel the sunrays… give love and praise… speak from the heart no rehearse…. Believe me.. I always have a verse… this life is not a curse…. One day soon I too will roll by in that hearse… laid to rest… and yes ive laid and played with the best… hit the road I have a need for speed… no stops like speed… at any second this trip could end… will we make it around the bend… I hope so my friend…

Deep drinks can't swim ashore. No longer do I adore mi amor...this lawnman I want to be no more... But I must return just once more... Steel blades and weedeater line .... Life is an incline.. No time to recline... Lost in the grass no shine.... Almost 30 away goes 29. .. And 30's the new 20.... So I had to hop away from the bunny... Sometimes my brain is dark and sometimes it's sunny... When slim or sizzle come out that shit ain't funny... Can't focus on the anger... Put some good energy on a stranger... Out in the plains... Lone ranger...

Life is gravy. J never shop at old navy. And I paint like I'm trying to save me.. Look at me and how I aspire... To much thinking and my mind is on fire... What am I building? An empire... I'm still up front so I don't plan to tire... Or should I say retire.. I can hold the brush you admire.... Maybe you caught my work around town or at saphire...I live my life in an altered mind state.. Where is my altered mate. real talk rather have a date.. Before the end she might know the fate.. Dear these headlights are bright.. And she said damn j those pants are tight... She said I got a serious case of the illi's... And I give haters the red spotted willi's...

These words ain't so crackerjack.. And I'm wound tight no slack.. Hollar at nerdog for a fresh track.. And I'm a lion so my atittude is attack... Don't mean to bare my teeth... My sword never had a sheath... I'm just following my hopes.. Life can keep u suspended by a rope.. When u get cut loose u slide on the slope.. Who cares if my art is dope.. In a city that never sees. at night I dream about traveling across the seas. A nomad at heart. Skipped jail but moved back to start. But there my friend is where we part. No I must impart.. On a long trip, a journey into the unknown.. And curosity might kill this cat but still I turn over every stone.. Wonder If this bright light will be shown... So I work and I mix... Check out my show before I leave the sticks.