...It's All Wrong...

A long time ago, I remember saying that everything is easy. How things change...
Nothing is easy anymore.

Will life change for the better? Does it get any worse?

I don't know the answers anymore. I used to have an answer for everything. The thing is, life changes everyday. One day, you could feel on top of the world, then all of a sudden, everything's suddenly in the dumps.

I've spent a lot of time thinking recently about life and the world we all share. I think 'share' is a generous word. We don't 'share'. People seem to just want to take and keep, fight and defeat. Not for any obvious reason, but probably just to make themselves feel better or superior in some way. I don't think I'll ever understand our race, I don't think anybody ever will. All I know is that someday, we'll all live to regret it; be it in a week or 100 years.

Here's to the people who give a shit *raises glass*


-> Lyrical Poet...

...Baby Steps...

A long story, you came in in the middle,
you probably heard whats been happening,
you hid away and stayed still.

You opened your eyes for the fist time,
and the world around you changed.
With every breath you've taken,
you bought hope to the people closest to you,
and furthest away.

Its amazing how something so small, can make such a difference.
Eyes empty and innocent, yet so willing to believe in the human race.
I could cry for decades, praying that you never find out how cruel this world is,
but someday, hopefully not anytime soon, you will find out.
And when the time comes, try to keep faith.
The human race may seem lost sometimes,
but then you get that glimmer of hope.
Right now, for us, its you.


-> Lyrical Poet...

...Hazardous to Health...

Open up, follow me,
can't you see, this is he,
this the fee, the decree, flee with no plea.

The fence the defense the hence n the dense the suspense the intense the immense and the pence.
Mind fuck head fucked lead plucked loaded n cocked!
Shut the fuck up cos in the mouth you getting socked!
Turn around n fuck off - cos this is the end of you,
this isnt a hate rhyme, its a factual piece of art,
not from the fucked mind but from the bleeding heart,
ripped to shreds and torn apart,
look at the date,
its April the first,
I'm joking!
Thought you were smart?


-> Lyrical Poet...

...We're Alive - My Projection...

Hmmmm...





-> Lyrical Poet...

...Gold-Hard-Cash.com...

Gold-Hard-Cash.com - As seen on BBC's Hustle



(I guess they forgot to buy this domain before showing it on the TV show!)

Its funny, I could add anything I want on this and the BBC would be advertising it...

Should I...?

What should I add on a website thats been advertised by the BBC on a popular TV show??

This could get interesting...

Add your ideas in the comments secion below!

Visit regularly... you may be surprised.


-> Lyrical Poet...

...2012...

The Lyrical Poet would like to wish you all a Happy New Year!

p.s: Adsense adverts added to site - just giving it a go to be honest!



-> Lyrical Poet...

...Prick!...

I'm so fucked off I'm fucking livid!

Who the fuck do you think you are!
You arrogant piece of shit!
Never have I met someone so fucking high
on his own bullshit!
It's like you don't even try
it's just natural to you
you think you're smart enough to do what I do!?
Fuck You!

You're a small insignificant speck on this earth!
with the other assholes too it doesn't get much worse!
Shame on all your mothers for even giving birth!
The whole lot of you should be ditched in the dirt!
you fucking curse!

I'm so through taking shit off of all of you!
You think it's easy for me to do what I do!
You useless fucks wake up and smell the shit in the air
It's seeping out your lungs 'cos thats all thats there!

I'm tellin' you you're mistaken,
and I got shit to prove it!
But you don't wanna listen,
'cos you're too fucking stupid!
I ain't gotta dress up that you're so wrong
Not gonna sing you a lullaby or a fucking song!

The facts are loaded and aimed at your head,
quit the charade, Rest In Peace in your bed,
or get down under after being pumped full of dead!


-> Lyrical Poet...

...Reflection...

The man in the mirror looks beyond all the shimmer, sets out on a task to make it and deliver, the change is the game to do something better, not about fame or making a name, its about doing right so you're not the one to blame! The end comes fast so make it all count, if each man himself made a change the difference would be paramount!


-> Lyrical Poet...

...London...

Had a walk around London the other day, haven't done that in a while.

It's interesting walking around even if it's just to take in the huge diversity of people living here. It really is a multicultural place. Quite odd really. You can pretty much see almost every ethnicity represented here; how did this happen?

Some argue that it's a 'bad' thing, but most say it's a great! Personally I believe that as long as anyone "foreign" (I use the term loosely) contributes positively, then why not be happy about them being here?

What really makes my blood boil is people who come here knowing that they will be "taken care of by the tax payer". Now, I do not have an issue with people claiming benefits (when they are actually entitled!), but why oh why do we constantly hear about our government paying out to people who are obviously taking the piss!? They come here, act like parasites and simply leech off the tax payer!

A few months ago, I heard about a family of gypsies. They had something like 11 kids and kept on being "upgraded" to a bigger home! They were somehow "entitled" to all this money and allowance all because they had so many kids and didn't work for a living.

I work hard, extremely hard! Where has it got me? I'm not living in a mansion! I am being taxed to death! Why? So we can support people like this and give them a massive house to live in for nothing? They pretty much had a huge HD screen in every room!

Losing faith in this so called "system"... actually scratch that, I have LOST faith in this non-existant "system". It's broken and the "powers" above really don't know how to fix it!

I'll leave you with a couple of the pics I took whilst walking around this confused city.





Over and out, I have taxes to pay!


-> Lyrical Poet...

...Mad World...

Nothing ceases to amaze me anymore.

Did anyone see the video of the 2 year old girl being run over in China? If not, YouTube it, but viewer beware, you're in for a scare. It's horrible.

The jist is; a little girl is walking along a busy market-type area and a truck runs her down - running her over completely. He stops, then floors it, running her over yet again with his rear tyres.

The most shocking part of this CCTV camera footage is what happens next, as if what just happened wasn't bad enough! Passers by simply look at the 2 year old girl in a pool of her own blood, and continue walking. Traffic simply goes around her... till another large truck runs over her legs, spattering even more blood on to the road.

Eventually, a lady comes along and drags the bloodied 2 year old to the side of the road - then fetches the baby girls mother.

We later learn that the innocent 2 year old girl was brain dead and died, slowly, in pain, of her horrific injuries.

Now, what the FUCK is going on here! Look in to it, and you find the disturbing truth. Apparently, the Chinese don't like having girls. They are not seen as strong, and are seen as a burden. Nobody cares.

The two drivers are later arrested. The driver who initially struck the girl, in interview, said; "She wasn't looking where she was going, I was on the phone. I was going to get out and help her, but then I saw the blood. So I floored it as nobody was around. If she died, I only have to pay 32,000 yuan, otherwise I may have had to pay hundreds of thousands".


All this, in my opinion, sums up the world we live in today. It's not about life, its about currency. It's not blood, its money.


I know this isn't a rhyme, but this had to be done. Maybe this is a new slant for the Lyrical Poet? Or am I going back to my broader roots...?

Time will tell.


-> Lyrical Poet...

...Rest In Peace - Steve Jobs - 1955-2011...

A legend has passed away, and has left in his wake a gaping hole in the tech world. Steve Jobs changed the world. He changed the way we do things, and made the world so much better than it once was. I'd like to take this opportunity to say "Thank You" to Steve, you really were the worlds greatest innovator.

"Stay Hungry, Stay Foolish..."



Rest In Peace, you will never be forgotten.


-> Lyrical Poet...

...Just a thought... (not a rhyme!)

It may not seem it,
but I think the world is beautiful.
Some say its people who are the cancer.
We ruin the Earth by going against nature.
BUT, whose to say that this isn't what nature intended?
After all, nature (or 'god' if you prefer), gave us this intelligence,
so the way I see it,
IF 'god' didn't want us to do what we do,
then why give us the capability?
Doesn't this mean that it's all part of the 'plan'?
I'm guessing that religious people will say "we have to make the right choice",
Will stupidity prevail and end the world?

Just a thought...


-> Lyrical Poet...

...State Of Mind...

No goal I can't reach,
no flow I can't speak,
no mountain I can't climb,
no words I can't rhyme,
takin' my time,
building my empire,
cos' its a state of mind,
gonna make it mine,
take it like its a crime,
before you bring yours,
I'll be up there with mine!
cos' before you turned up,
we all doin' jus fine,
so step back n walk away,
back through the 'no entry' sign!

-> Lyrical Poet...

...FreeStyle...

Heartfelt heartmelt heartbeat heartbreak heartsake hand on heart heartache!
Heart attack sporadic mess thumping beat fearful feat breathless breath sweaty head
heart is gonna fuckin melt - call for help chest heavy punch it down break the levy
all this for someone else fuckin asshole in a daze time is slow but there go the days
its all over purple haze ha ha ah let it slip going cray-ending-zee its all over
you fuck with me I fuck with you so listen up its fuckin true!

-> Lyrical Poet...

...Vengeance...

You think you know me,
you don't know shit.
You think you can out flow me,
haha, blow me!

This life this strife this world this knife this frame this game another day its all the same - shit is lame rise to fame you ain't never winnin' this shit so keep tame n listen up!

Man I can fuck you up till you drop,
fuck you up, down, sideways and all around,
pull a three sixty,
who you think you're 50?
fuck 50 he's a bitch too!
I'm gonna break loose n screw all you bitches,
don't need no 'crew'!

You think this rhyme is hatin'?
man this shit is blazin',
this flow I'm creatin',
hear the call its not for mating,
gonna heat it up, you're bakin'!

Its gets to me how people don't see,
that life just isn't what it used to be!
I've seen it all!
hatin' dealin' lyin'
you can't surprise me even if I were dyin'!
Standing tall not letting up,
slip - almost fall - I ain't givin' it up!
I ain't never gonna drop the ball on this one,
fuck it,
I'll even challenge you to use all your might,
you still won't stand true,
I don't even gotta do anything to you!
It'll all come back
in a way you never knew!

I was sick down n out,
all you fuckers took advantage!
but I'm back now with a vengeance
cold isn't how revenge is best served,
its best served relentlessly
till you choke on it and you can't see!
you thought you could screw me over,
n become me?
fuckin' joke, you'll never get close!

Give up before its over,
cos this rhymes got a pulse!
look its growin' arms n legs,
theres the head,
fuck it just broke your neck!
ha gotcha,
its really behind you now,
turn around...
...
BOO!
made you jump?
in your throat theres a lump?
its called fear,
cos I ain't got nothing to lose,
thats right I don't give a fuck or care!
So as I see you runnin toward me from there,
clutching the butterfly with hell in your eyes,
I'll stand and watch,
cos' karma gonna trip you up,
you stumble and fall, the blade in your torso,
splutter n blubber,
It's over!

-> Lyrical Poet...

...Bad Boy 'wannabes'...

Classics never die,
legends forever living,
motherfucker you're neither,
with these words I'm killin'!
I'm Tony Montana,
you're less hardcore than Hannah!
Listen up mofo,
I'm Hannibal Lectah!

You think you can win this shit?
Imagined a victory?
It's a game of wit!
You're history!
Listen up prick,
cos' this rhyme isn't dissin',
just statin' the facts,
on your life I am pissin'!
You probably enjoy that shit though!
You're a cheap shit sick prick like that!
Yo' mama's a hoe,
n your dads a twat!

Enough of the 'rude boy' talk,
you think I can't do that shit too?
Prick I can rhyme circles round you,
n your little faggot 'crew' too!
You're like a group of bitches,
gossipin shit, backtalkin,
none of you with the balls for straight talkin'!
man up, step up your game,
or move the fuck on!
This ain't no claim to fame!
shut the fuck up or I'll make you gone!

-> Lyrical Poet...

...Stitch It Up...

Why won't someone push me over, fill my skull full of lead?
Won't the world stop fucking with me, open and swallow me instead?
I actually think about it,
I guess I'm fucked in the head,
Will I wake up?
The next time I sleep in my bed?
See, I have a theory,
You might have heard it before,
It's that the world is fuckin over,
I've said it before,
No matter of tears,
Eyes bloodshot and sore,
The way it's headed,
We are all no more.
It's all about money, it's always has been,
You think they give a fuck when they didn't before?
Climate change, tax, carbon footprints,
it's all an excuse to buy them more cufflinks!
Cos the world was stolen, before we were born,
taken from mother nature, brutally torn,
it's just another day, closer to the end,
you'll only see it when your dead my friend!
The shit I go through,
the hurt and the pain,
the shit I put up with drives me insane!
I can't get it back, all I ever had,
where did I go wrong!?
It's like I never had!
My mind explodes and my heart implodes,
I drop like I'm nothing,
and that's how it goes.
I'm at the end, end of my tether,
no loving red letter no word to uphold,
just another day, time to be bold,
cos the time is near,
I'm going to fold.
No hand to play, I'm all out,
the cards have spoken, I've busted out!
Game over son,
better luck next time,
but you don't have the heart,
it's broken - oh fuck!
Pick up the pieces and stitch em back up,
pump it full of blood n watch it fuck up!
There's no going back,
my world has changed,
flipped upside down while I brew in a rage.
So much built up, I'm gonna overflow,
blow my top and fuckin explode,
I've been a good person, always so true,
but fuck it nobody cares,
and neither do you!

-> Lyrical Poet...

...Quick FB Status...

Time is a wastin', this hallway I am pacing, I don't even know what this rhyme is dictating! I just say the words, act the part, am I fakin'? You don't have a clue whats on my mind, it is racing! The world is a joke, all the challenges we facin', every man for himself, only bringin’ home the bacon! So how does this relate to you? I'm just procrastinating! It's up to you how you do, responsibility I'm delegating!

-> Lyrical Poet...

...Gone to Hell...

My heart is full of hate,
my mind is full of pain,
I can’t even think no more,
man I’m feelin’ faint.
The days slow to months,
an hour is a day,
as I sit here in this seat,
and wish it all away.

My life force has been taken,
hope has been lost,
my mind has been broken,
but at what cost?
Give and take, is takin’ the piss,
I give and its gone,
no offer, here it is.
born with a curse,
there is no cure,
there is no tomorrow,
eyes burning red and sore.

Nobody to love, nobody to care,
look down on the ground,
heart pounds in fear,
down my cheek,
a lonely tear,
thought I was a good person,
so how is this fair?

I close my eyes,
and let the world turn away,
the gravity of this scene,
can make an unholy man pray,
I clench my fists and try to forget,
as heaven and hell wait to see who wins the bet.
It’s all twisted now, nothing is the same,
my mind has given up,
and my heart all the same,
so who’s to blame?
I think its me,
my eyes were shut,
and I couldn’t see.
Blinded with love, or stupidity,
she told me not to, but I did it anyway,
see, I’m just like you,
I’m part of the world,
but what did I do?
I gave it up and took a whirl.
And for what? For who?
It doesn’t matter anymore,
have I been a fool?
Oh yes, that’s for sure.

The sun has gone out!
All of a sudden, a drought,
The ground begins to shake, the earth opens up!
Hands on my head eyes wide – “what the fuck!?”
An explosion of ashes, ‘they’ pour blood in to a cup,
have I gone to hell?
Do I even exist?
Did heaven lose the bet?
Or am I drunk? I must be pissed!
A burning welcome sign rises,
as I’m squinting through the mist,
a celebration ensues, “WE’VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU”.

Now what do I do?
Where do I run?
All I wanted from this life,
was to have a little fun!
But it looks like its all gone,
like I said before,
born with a curse,
and there is no cure.
Even if my hearts pure,
I havent a chance,
it’s a fucked up world,
you’re all walking in a trance!
For me, the end was at the start,
so I open up my arms,
and welcome in the dark.
I take a step forward,
I can feel the heat,
a great giant oven,
I’m the piece of meat.
My skin begins to melt,
my hair bursts in to flames,
eyes open, jump, screaam!
I’m sitting up in bed!
“What the fuck was that!?”
Was it all in my head?
For a moment there,
I thought I must be dead.

-> Lyrical Poet...

...Man of Emotion...

The Lyrical Poet is a man of emotion,
The Lyrical Poet is sick of this game,
The Lyrical Poet is full of devotion,
The Lyrical Poet doesn’t want any fame!

I was born just like you,
I'm not always full of hate,
its just the world fucking with me,
I guess you'd call it fate!
I don't even know anymore,
I've given up of late,
this world and its inhabitants,
can fuck themselves as they procrastinate,
to make a change for the better,
no loving red letter,
lies and deceit, its been going on forever,
since the beginning of time,
way before this rhyme,
the world ended years ago,
and you all think its just fine!
Wake up to the truth!
open up and see,
that its everyone for themselves,
not for you or me,
I'm sick of all the lies,
I'm cuttin all the ties,
I'm probably best off alone,
living under different skies,
My body is here, but not my soul,
when the fuck will I reach it?
the unreachable final goal.

Do you ever think of giving up?
and ending the fight of life?
do you ever want to ruck?
and defend with a knife?
a gleaming blade,
ready to pounce out the shade,
you scream in to the 'heavens',
and your anger starts to fade.
It turns another emotion,
and self pity you serenade,
you wallow in your mess,
and turn back the searing blade,
cos' you're sick of the world,
and everybody in it,
civil but not civilised,
this is war can't you feel it?

-> Lyrical Poet...

...People...

Its all about the time,
everything is a sin,
seems breathing is a crime,
so don't breath in!
make believe, mime,
smack you on the chin,
cos' you broke a rule with a rhyme!
all the pages,
in this story called 'life',
all these stages,
to end up cut up with a knife!?
you call this paradise?
living life - fearing whats outside?
run n hide muthafucka,
cos' peace is strife,
won't find it here,
or even over there,
you think they care?
as they stand there n stare,
waiting for you to slip up
make a mistake,
so they can drive the wooden stake
through your chest n call you fake!
I don't give a fuck anymore!
there, you know the score,
they're all rotten,
to the very core,
a person is sane,
people are insane,
humans but inhumane,
playing some stupid game,
some people believe in fame,
but its not jus them I'll blame,
cos' at the end of it all,
people are just the same.

-> Lyrical Poet...

...Nothing...

I hate this life,
why can't I get a break,
everything a strife,
everyones a fake.
dog eat dog isnt the case,
its man against man,
they all spit in your face,
no matter what your plan,
you'll never win the race,
I don't need a hand,
I need this life replaced.
where do I get a refund?
I've been ripped off,
screaming at the 'heavens',
GOD I'VE HAD ENOUGH!
why am I so unlucky?
what did I do wrong?
why is my life so shitty?
I ask you in a song!
I prayed and prayed,
and nothing changed,
God? are you in?
I'm feeling so derranged.
Ofcourse you're not,
you're not there,
why did I think,
that you even cared?
I've always done good,
and all I got was hell,
why the fuck,
am I under this spell?
I don't believe,
that you exist,
I must be going mad,
I'm talking to the mist,
all there is - is bad,
people on the piss,
there is no heaven,
its all just a myth.
I put in so much,
and I get no return!
when will you prove it!?
when I'm resting in my Urn!?
Whens it go full circle?
when do I get my turn?
when do I get the glory,
is there something I should learn!?
what is the fucking point,
of giving me so much shit!
why is there NOTHING,
but heartstrain and hells pit!
somethings gotta give,
cos I feel I can't go on,
how am I supposed to live?
when you take it all - its gone!
The good I do,
no matter how hard I try,
the lives I've saved,
still a tear in my eye,
there is no release,
just more reasons to cry,
I'm on the verge of giving up,
my mouth is going dry.
there is no god or heaven,
so I'll say no more - goodbye.

-> Lyrical Poet...

N.W.O

Rhyme n rhyme,
like its a crime,
take it slow,
take your time,
nod your head,
to the beat of the grime,
screw this place,
all the slime,
happiness is a myth,
smile n get a fine.

I hate this shit,
the good is gone,
"this is it!"
but its been so long.
everyone for themselves,
dog eat dog
no princess or prince,
a poisonous frog,
fairy tales are lost,
in a thick white smog,
man-made disaster,
don't need a pre-cog,
premeditated,
for the elite hog.
get ready to shit yourself,
get in the bog.

Open your eyes,
wait n see,
that nothing is quiet just as it seems,
its all an illusion,
to a certain degree,
to cause a delusion,
- a mass mirage,
not just a collusion,
a lie collage,
this allusion,
not based on confusion,
a simple evolution,
set for a conclusion.

The game has begun,
but you can't play,
do as you're told,
"roll-over, sit - stay",
a lonely pawn,
in a greater picture,
no Monet, no Picasso,
a hypnotic lecture,
no soothing aloe,
obey don't fret,
but be sure to bet,
that your role here is set,
'cos you're never gonna get,
where you wanna be,
it's in the net,
game over,
a new world order "TO LET".

They're not taking over,
they already have,
the best part is,
its already in the bag,
no going back,
this isnt a gag,
evening Mister,
no refunds turn Away,
won't you turn around,
and walk Away!
nobody here to help,
so you can't stay,
its a New World Order,
I know you already paid,
but pay as you may as you try to play,
the never ending game,
quit it, "Hey",
"you over there, OBEY!",
"the path has been set"
"deter and you're in a mess"
"your life is determined"
"the choice has been made"
"you're born, educated, worked and laid to rest",
"do it another way and killer instincts put to the test"
"lock you away, there is no key"
"try to flee but you can't defy me!"
"laughing so hard"
"cos its not happening to ME"
"you're the chess piece, I am the game,
"no worries, you don't need to be in the frame"
"like I said, OBEY!"
'they' will never let you stray!"

The point has been taken,
the point has been made,
but the world has been stolen,
bent over and laid!
I don't understand why,
people are so afraid,
why choose to live a lie?
they said it, you obeyed!
What the hell is going on?
its all falling apart,
the human race is loving,
but more than half have no heart!
I said it at the end,
and now its just the start,
the games have begun,
don't die, but leave a mark!

-> Lyrical Poet...

...Interfering Bitch...

Just don't know where the fuck I found you
somebody so spontaneous,
someone who made my feelings true,
where have you been?
all this time,
so frustrated,
us apart should be a crime.

The way you are,
you and I together,
can go really far,
is there such a thing as forever?
cruising in my car,
we can be together never?
me getting drunk at a bar,
I thought I was clever.

What can I say to you?
where is this going?
what can I do?
just sit here, flowing,
but I really have no clue,
all I know,
is that its me n you,
givin' it a go,
going with the so called flow,
neither in the know,
of where its gotta go,
nonetheless we show,
that this decision is clever,
not letting go,
oh no,
we're gonna make a go,
ready set, "NO!"
"I don't agree"
"don't do that"
"don't you see"
"shes with him, not you or me"
"I wouldnt like it if you did that to me"
"listen to me"
"its all about me"
"what I say, Me"
I turn around and I flee,
talking shit,
keep it bitch!
I dont give a fuck
fuckin' ass itch,
leavin you in a ditch!
I know what I'm doing,
they call me hitch,
shut up,
quit the snitch,
anger with a fuckin stitch.

Hate the interferance,
all irrelevance,
patience is a virtue,
and so is tolerance,
so slow it down,
listen and learn,
trust in me,
or get ready to burn,
'cos I am the alpha,
I am the one,
if it wasnt for me Bitch,
you'd be gone!

-> Lyrical Poet...

...It's Up...

Word play like sword play,
don't care, you'll pay,
its another day,
mafucker hey yay,
gonna get you another way,
let me finish,
if I may!

24/7 til late,
the one n only,
the great,
think i'll leave this shit up to fate?
makin my own luck,
for my own sake,
you're a joke, you suck,
everything from you I'll take!
you tramp, poor little fake snake,
hide n pounce out a lake,
evil mofo, I need a wooden stake,
spring in to action with neckbreak!

The one the only,
the Lyrical Poet,
all o'them go crazy,
cos they all already know-it!
The challenge is up,
comment if you will,
you wanna battle?
bring it on "G's",
cowardly babies heres a rattle!
don't need no degrees,
step on to the stage,
freestyles please,
fill the blank page!

-> Lyrical Poet...

Lyrical Poet - Launched

Let the games begin...