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Monday 18 November 2013

...Tick Tock Clock...

Time tone tick tock alone to the bone on the phone to nobody no buddy no fuzzy feeling of somebody but a chilling mind of kind and sublime virtues and words of thoughts combined in to rhyming lines of memories and fantasies catastrophes and symphonies dictating love and hate - pain and fate a clean slate of innocent gates walk through a few and find yourself looking back at a pack of hungry jealous fuckers who want what you have attack and fight alight the heart inside that was dead before lean down to the floor and charge fist first in to hell with bells on attracting every sinful bastards ears to distill fear that you're on your way to dish out justice to ignorant shits that fill our lives and hearts full of darkness. Be one with yourself and trust in you don't believe what the haters say or do cos they'll all perish whilst you rise from the ashes with wings and brilliant splashes of colour mashes and eyes of fire to light up the darkness surrounding the world - don't give up - get up stand up don't give a fuck and when all seems lost raise that middle finger and salute your haters in a respectful fuck you to the face! The end. *sigh*


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...Masterpiece...

World peace masterpiece what a joke restricted release sinful pledges hateful leaders third world bleeders first world consumers - wasters - time chasers - minute men and men of zen - a friend to lend a hand of helping favours then walk up behind and stab you in the head with a grenade of napalm just to be sure you're dead - as a brain packed full of molten lead isn't enough so be gone you good deed doing fuck - didn't you know nice guys finish last? I told you before now I'm a blast from the past a fireball aimed directly at your arse gonna set this shit on fire - literally - you think it's funny but soon it won't be - I'm a fire breathing dragon from the past so fear me - mythical beast from hell believe in me! So run and flee as I soar on above looking down at you and your loved ones chasing a change in pace like the human race has a hope in this world whilst being high on dope and snorting coke off a piss stained toilet! Paranoid now? Go foil it ignore it - head in the sand your phone boil it fall off the grid and the www - hide in woods with some tribal crew! All I hear is "he called me a niggah I'ma kill that crackah!" "He called me a Paki that fucking Nagasaki" "They killed my family I'ma burn that city!" - we're all the fucking same can't you see? You kill them and they kill you - nobody is right and what do we do? Kill a million and save a few - wipe out a whole race of Jews - believe in false leaders and their hate - who act like their lies are words of gods written fate - great! Cos that's what we want? Rivers flowing red and heavens dead - whatever happy ending you had read to you in bed was a lie from a mother deluded in the head! But was she really? Or did she see that the world was once a beautiful place to be?! Did she know the peaceful ways and chose to ignore the hateful days? The world is changing its changed so much the changes are crazy it's all fucked up we gotta stop this hurt this pain and murder get your heads up out the dirt and make a noise like thunder make them listen to your voice and shout as one to outdo the deafening sounds of their their blood hounds with their bounds of guns used in sport for fun - not even balling your eyeballs out red and sore will make them stop the old game called war! What's this all about you scream and shout as I go on n go forth like a boxer on a knockout bout? It's about all of us the black the white the purple the brown, the pink the yellow the up and the down the rich the poor the needy the greedy the down right sleazy with the upper classed snobs and the lower end slobs the benefit whores and the tax dodging flaws! It's just a one world conspiracy with a flawless delivery of unrelenting hate to make you fuck up you see?!


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Monday 19 August 2013

...Forever Alone...

All you motherfuckers don't know where I'm comin' from - where this beat is bangin' the drum n what happens to my mind when I take the time to make up a rhyme! The shit that goes through my brain would drive all you fuckers insane so I tone it down n slow the pace this is nothing but a human rat race in your face a disgrace on your marks n go not gonna fake the flow for nobody let it roll let it show let it take on a mind of its own to affect your brain n body down to the bone - when you're sat up in bed feeling forever alone you stare at your phone nothing but a dial tone nobody there n lifes not fair so you glare up at god and don't regret your sins holding up the middle finger in the dead of night with pins in a cushion and a satanic dim light laughing your ass off whilst punching a wall with all your might! Why fight? For what for whom? A lady smokin' crack with a baby in her womb or a punk snortin' shit in a public restroom? Are these pricks worth it? Its a shame that the game of life is such a piece of shite! Why help these useless fucks when their just in bed with the devil n fucked in the head?! Some people some people some people are evil evil evil with not a conscience between them just an alluring temptation sucking you in to destroy you n feed their damnation fascination before their eventual cremation back to hell where they came from!

This isn't a rap nor is it a song its a fucking freestyle about a world gone wrong! They call me The Lyrical Poet n I don't give a fuck and I don't fuck about - all the haters n pricks best watch out!


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...Normal Abnormal...

Rich as fuck suck a fuck like Donnie Darko marko polo embargo psycho hypo hyper cypher typo ignite n blow O's get outside n all you see is hoes with dickheads with their heads in the sand obeying the 'man' without a face who don't leave a trace just do as he says so everybody pays this shit is cray don't you zee the lazy sleazy pricks can't breathe n you're wheezy with no air n shit ain't fair so you don't care drop the thoughts stop n stare as people are lemmings slow walking off a bridge like zombies following a path that leads to nothing when all you want in life is something n get fucking shafted like dick in a bear trap but you don't give a flying fuck cos you got your ear on the ground listening to the sound the rumble like a stampede in a jungle of infected fungal fuckers infested with bullshit fed to them by the rulers of the 'free' world! Freedom is a myth don't forget it see it open up and embrace it your life is a game you're a pawn n they think you're lame following a set path of birth work n death described as 'normal' this is nothing but abnormal since when was currency the fruit of life and love - since when was money more valuable than air n water - since when was a dollar worth more than people starving - we're a fucked up species being dictated to by human faeces that put a price on life this shit isn't right it can't be this way so stand and fight stick it to the man with might we will not go quietly in to the night just to allow them to use n erase us out of sight!


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...Whole New World...

It's A WHOLE NEWWW WORLDDDDDDD that we love in today welcome to my home take off your shoes you twat or I'ma baseball bat your eyes shut you fat sack of cack! Ahem.

Yes I will no I won't I will but I won't I might it'll be jokes pokes of fun maybe with a gun hey look RUN fatboy RUN cos im'a offload these 6 leaded stones who knows they might bounce off your bones hahaha rahrahrah leave a scar scar scar blat blat in your face whack whack sorry prick smack smack more socially acceptable enable me to be more lyrical physical metaphorical poisonous and noisy poised at your face to rip out your soul in to a bowl then burn it up n smoke it like a soul of grass that burned your ass you best not fuck with me keep those eyes of contempt off me I might just have to go psycho n loopy like a looney toon sue me as you hitch a ride to the A&E! Peace! In pieces like daily releases fuck that make it hourly I'm a fuckin M16 on burst firing words at your face making your life slow to a snails pace to stop n think about this fucked up world and wars of race this is the ace up my sleeve so back down n leave or I'ma pull the dagger out it's cleave n weave you a new face so anyone who sees will bereave!

Bitches cunts foes n hoes pull up a chair n touch your toes I'm the Lyrical motherfuckin Poet n nobody knows what I'll do next so pricks be on the edge of your seats vexed while I line up a hex to unleash lyrically literally upon you to destroy you! You want to step up to me? You must have a fucking death wish I'll dig up a grave and bury you with rhyming couplets n be a success on your distressing pleas of emotional turbulence somebody call this motherfucker an ambulance!

Thats me it's done this is the Lyrical Poet - step up again and I won't stop in frame till I make the world forget your name!


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...Time...

Time flies time lies time cuts ties and dies time cries time times timing n rhymes time is the constant and the never forever the clever and deceivingly reaping reaper seeking n seeping in to your mind while you're dreaming leaking from the seams like light beams creaming yourself in a dead set fret of a great life thieving hex! Time takes time breaks time forgives but never forgets time hates n loves whilst twisting turtle doves smashing up the sky above your head like triggers pulled firing lead so drop dead Fred you're imaginary friend is sleeping forever in a bed made of the grims black cape sucking up all the light in to darkness embrace the darkness the darkness is unforgiving unrelenting not depending on anything or anyone no 'one' no song no words or prayers will save you no matter how long you whisper the words the others taught you as they fought you n caught you in their nets of lies without even allowing you the dignity of saying your goodbyes!

Time is the one thing we can trust to outlive us all, respect it, don't waste it, make the most of it and don't underestimate it.

Love the world, hate the games, this isn't a claim to fame, this is my life, my words, my name, my brains creation of limitation gone limitless, the sky isn't the limit the sky is a benchmark set by others who can't see further than what their eyes see, there's so much more out there, there's so much more to us that people just don't understand. We're sick twisted n fucked up, but we're so unique, beautiful, full of love and compassion. We are so different from anything else, so varied in who and what we are. This is DeeKay86, the Lyrical Poet...

Love the world... Hate the games.


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...Mellow Yellow...

I'm not your usual fellow my mind is mellow I'm not a coward yellow so hello let me bello in this pillow whilst I procrastinate a fake few words of realism ironically in a metaphorical passage of text to a darkened route on foot to the end of a boot stepping on and up an incline to the top made of slime to reach a rotting peninsular overlooking the burning Earth climbing reaching the earth beneath your feet like a shark snapping its teeth as it suffocates itself for a bite to eat!


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