I See You…

“I see You…”

I see you, but do you see me, I’m in the back fist up in the air screaming free black, then black got out of jail and shot me in the back for a stack, I guess black had bills to pay back, so he paid it with my life and put me on my flight, what a shame, I didn’t even get a chance to pack my bags and say goodbye to my peoples, Yikes! Se la vie, guns cocking over principle, now my righteous Kings are on a duck hunt, ongoing plight, what a vicious cycle, here goes the traditional black on black fight, economic deprivation doesn’t matter alright, it’s a race war go fly a kite, keep the rich far from the poor, out of mind out of sight, eventually they’ll eat each other out of spite, if you’re in the hood reading this on site, this should fizzle your spirit like a fresh can of Sprite, unless you’re on that Coca Cola white, if these words doesn’t cut you deep enough to bleed change, how are you going to feel the point of this knife that I’m trying to poke you with, I see you, but do you see me, I’m in the back fist up in the air screaming free black. Selah

A: Pipoetry By: Randy P.

“I See You…” is A Pipoetry by: Randy Pipman (c) Copyright Pipoetry 2015, All Rights Reserved

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Don’t Kill The Messenger Part. 4

One thing about life in the hood and living a street life is the consequences that comes with it, DEATH & PRISON! so no one should be surprised by their loved ones exiting the game by going to jail nor being killed eventually. It’s part of the STREET LIFE right? Well with that being said, either you influence them to change their lifestyle or prepare them for their consequences.

Prepare yourself for it also, tell Jamal and Devonte you love them, hug and kiss them, then say your proper goodbyes everytime they leave the house LOL.

I laugh to keep from crying. Yes, it’s no laughing matter. Yes, it’s a harsh reality, but if I don’t keep it real with you then no one will.. Appreciate my truth…

Please Don’t Kill The Messenger!

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Oath

I know many but I fux wit few
P. HoLLa long over due
As bills when telemarketers are houndin you
I remember bein piss poor
Till I met O.G. and he showed me how to ship more
But I didn’t like that white bytch she turned into a crack whore
Then I met Dred he showed me principles
Like all money ain’t good money and slow money is fasho money
Don’t show your intellect show dummy
Let the heat intimidate don’t belittle others
Love your mother and place no chick above her
O.G’s love me because I always listen and if I pointed out a snitch he went fishin
Loyalty is the constant mission
Anything you witness take it to the grave
Or leave your mental missin

Oath

A: Poetic Thought By: Ronald T.

“Oath” Is A Poetic Thought Written by: Ronald Thompson © Copyright Musiqplug 2014, All Rights Reserved.

 

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Pipture Perfect

“Pipture Perfect”

Visualize your Pipture Perfect canvas stretched all over my frame, isn’t the thought alone insane, being pounded by GOD with a heavenly mallet in hand, shape shifting us in synch, stapling the Queen tightly unto the King, forever is always the intent, ain’t Love intense, it doesn’t recognize the word can’t, my Earth; I can see the Galaxies in your lens, you’re Heaven sent, fresh like a peppermint, your presence is a present, how excellent is your excellence, thy scent is exuberant, a whiff of your sweet fragrance activates parts of my brain that’s been dormant all of my existence, dopamine’s in my blood stream rushing, from the curved spots that I’m touching, caressing, senses heighten, lips locking, your taste; magnificent, the epitome of extraordinary, this sensation’s got my mind bent, don’t take this for some hyperbole, if only you could see what I’m facing, arise and shine the cock’s crowing, slow down Sun be patient, don’t end this night abruptly I’m trying to savor this moment, but her melody & beauty is so distracting think, well it’s breakfast time take a break and eat something, just after a few bites she snatched my plate away without asking, grabbed the shaft of my paint brush and started back stroking, hands stretched, I looked at her; she winks, with a Pipture Perfect smile on her face, I grin, omg I can’t, too much tension, I’m free falling, a cat burglar, she stole my heart that instant, alarms blaring, assailant STOP, freeze perp, hands up don’t move, she didn’t listen, went for hers and I went for mines, we’re gun blasting, double homicide, caught up in the rapture. Selah

A: Pipoetry By: Randy P.

“Pipture Perfect” is A Pipoetry by: Randy Pipman (c) Copyright Pipoetry 2014, All Rights Reserved

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No Pain, No Gain

“No Pain, No Gain”

 

 

No pain, no gain, I inhale oppositions then exhale propositions to excel any opposing situation, failure’s not an option, my Success, what’s your expectations, my Faith, what’s your medication, my GOD, who’s your motivation, my Positivity, what’s your meditation, my Love, what’s your sensation, no Fear, what’s your False Evidence Appearing Real patron, is it dying, to be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord that very instant, did I forget to mention, that my Father’s Kingdom have many many mansions, I’m a King, therefore my data connectivity with the CREATOR of Creations got me creating things that I vividly envision, files sharing from HIS mainframe, stimulating my membrane, pulling and arranging HIS Words out of thin air like We’re texting, HIS Hope keeps me coasting above insinuations like the wind underneath an eagle’s wings; what a connection, how’s your relation, ship your focus to higher plains, pay attention, pray to release that tension, your consciousness is cramping, get off of Charlie’s horse then stretch your thoughts and imagination, give me 20 mental pushups, lace up your intellect and run laps around the rings of Saturn, exercise your brain, condition your emotions, no pain no gain my friend, you’ve been sitting around in lamentations for far too long, get your foot outside of that urn, it’s your turn, c’mon, spiritual lunges till that weakness burns to ashes. Let’s go! Selah

 

 

A: Pipoetry By: Randy P.

 

 

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Mood

“Mood”

 

Pain changes people 2pac said it
I will be the sequel with no equals
Many feeble yet they pass judgement
Lacking knowledge you headed for destruction
Or maybe the pendulum
No difference you’re already headless
And I’m in my bed I guess cause I’m sleepin
I mean I’m over here weepin
My imagination is quite vivid
So my eye often fill with tears
Because your lost displayin a blank stare
Knock knock is any body home
I’ve been roamin built as an Egyptian
With the same mind frame playin life
And you defaulted to the blame game
Who’s really relevant experience in the midst of deception check your weapon
D. Evil don’t discriminate he trying to pile a bigger plate
And you’re the food

 

Mood

 

A: Poetic Thought By: Ronald T.

 

“Mood” Is A Poetic Thought Written by: Ronald Thompson © Copyright Musiqplug 2014, All Rights Reserved.

 

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Reaching For a Star

Reaching for a Star…

 

If I had a choice.. I would make you all mine
If I had a voice.. I would never tell you no lies
If I had a chance.. I would beg for your love on one knee
If I had a band.. I would march for love to the drum beat
If I had a plane.. We would travel just to see how big earth is
If I had a frame.. It would make us picture perfect
If I had a bandage.. I could cover my lonely scar
Because..
If I only seem to hurt me..
Then Wanting you is like reaching for a star…

 

Reaching For A Star.

 

A: Poetic Thought By: Marvel Saffold

 

“Reaching For A Star” Is A Poetic Thought Written by:Marvel Saffold © Copyright Musiqplug 2014, All Rights Reserved.

 

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