A man is He that understands his mistakes, and admits to a change needed in his life, resulting in everlasting acceptance. - AHKMEL PHAROD. This Blog will serve as an Emotional Journal, it will capture my life as an entity articulately, artistically, soulfully, rhythmically and last but not least Poetically. I welcome you to relate, relax and receive me as open as you possibly can.
The Rebirth of Fashion
When fashion takes a break it sits down and takes a picture.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Inspiration
I just wanted you to know that
I love your art
As in this new connection
That was felt right from the start
Teisha,
As I am listening to "Action"
I can't help but stand
at attention while I am relaxing
To the sound of your "Beautiful"
I mean I would love to have
Your permission to fall asleep to you
To your voice, your staccato
Your lavender scented “A Cappella
Damn! You got me praying for a scent of tomorrow
At the same time writing again today
I can say that the fulfillment
Brought to me by your texture makes me happy
Makes me desire to love
and achieve a smile upon the face
of Jesus reflected within your soul
So you keep singing and sharing
Keep doing what you enjoy
So I can keep hearing less the comparing
Because remarkable you are
as you are incredible
Existing now in my world as
Inspiration
Thursday, May 01, 2008
Break Neck Speed
Verse 1...
The tactical way I get down
Crushing crowns
Brick by brick
You fucking with AHK now
From Buck Town
You betta duck down
Before I shut down – the city
Shit won’t be pretty
Why can’t you feel me?
I’ll pull back quickly
And pop you like a wheely
Cracks in the ground
Filled with your blood
What a pity
Run for cover
Then yell when you see me
Fe Fi Fo Fumn’ niggaz
Smelling the pavement
Face dragged across the floor
On some old’ reckin the stage shit
For real
Tell the story of the real niggaz
Who don’t conceal triggaz
Army over there in East New York
Ready to kill niggaz
Break Neck Speed
Verse 2...
Who the fuck is you
Trying to
Bring the new
Corrupt critical
Now your ass is cripple
Handicap mics
For corny ass emcee’s
Testing 3,2 – 1,2
niggaz out of state bum niggaz
Trying to break up the formation
Side by side we walk
Resulting in confrontations
Picking up ashes
Smoking them afta the cremation
some old wicked shit
Freestyled on the B46 through Bushwick
1989 laminating spines
for the hard times
Parachuting the lyrical divine
on that in your face
ready to replace and displace
the negativity bitch niggaz
is feeding me during the chase
Steady trying to vex me
until I south paw’ em
like a lefty
at the same time
I’m handling mines at
Break Neck Speed
The tactical way I get down
Crushing crowns
Brick by brick
You fucking with AHK now
From Buck Town
You betta duck down
Before I shut down – the city
Shit won’t be pretty
Why can’t you feel me?
I’ll pull back quickly
And pop you like a wheely
Cracks in the ground
Filled with your blood
What a pity
Run for cover
Then yell when you see me
Fe Fi Fo Fumn’ niggaz
Smelling the pavement
Face dragged across the floor
On some old’ reckin the stage shit
For real
Tell the story of the real niggaz
Who don’t conceal triggaz
Army over there in East New York
Ready to kill niggaz
Break Neck Speed
Verse 2...
Who the fuck is you
Trying to
Bring the new
Corrupt critical
Now your ass is cripple
Handicap mics
For corny ass emcee’s
Testing 3,2 – 1,2
niggaz out of state bum niggaz
Trying to break up the formation
Side by side we walk
Resulting in confrontations
Picking up ashes
Smoking them afta the cremation
some old wicked shit
Freestyled on the B46 through Bushwick
1989 laminating spines
for the hard times
Parachuting the lyrical divine
on that in your face
ready to replace and displace
the negativity bitch niggaz
is feeding me during the chase
Steady trying to vex me
until I south paw’ em
like a lefty
at the same time
I’m handling mines at
Break Neck Speed
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