poker

where do we go from here
it took damn near a year but i finally realized she wasnt worth a single tear
kept my head up even though im fed up with all the bullshit that appears
been thru so much and gods still the only thing i fear

on my path and its funny cause when it looks so hopeless
stay focused and hold my breath when they try-n to choke us

and just when it looks like it cant get any worse
and my best option seems to be taking a ride in that black hearse
got my foot on the pedal and im not thinkin about reverse
full speed ahead, got 2 options, its either last or first

and what do ya know, i look around and the rest have dispersed
thought i was cursed now it looks like ill take the prize and the purse

as soon as i stopped looking, a new love found me
i guess the lesson would be
you play the person, not the cards you cant see
im all in with no hand raising blindly

se7en daze

from the land of the free and the home of the enslaved
an imprisoned population with no clue why their depraved
and viewed as the evil empire by the rest of the world
they say its not their fault, its just the place where they were hurled

but the blame is theirs and theirs alone
freedom isn't free look at the price of the throne
a hundred dollars a barrel
looks like independence is in peril

dependence on electricity,
the black deaths toxicity
has got us all looking sickly
the end is coming up quickly

six days to go, and on the se7enth she rested
its been suggested that the poisons already been ingested
they stole the land and nobody even protested
and if they did, then they were quickly silenced and arrested

gridlock'd

gridlocked, the path to shangrila's been blocked, I've been knocked off my feat, i made it to the gates and as it turned out, they were locked.........
its been a long ride, if i told you i never cried, you would know that i had lied, im just trying to make it to the other side, all ive got is my pride, no friends, no bride, no love, she died, the rivers dried, everybody's fried, no one left in whom to confide, but i dont run and hide, im right here, you don't have to look far and wide, im beatin my feat, its a steady stride, moving forward, the finish line is what ive eyed, no bonnie, just Clyde, one deep, i stand alone, i asked god for help, but she never replied, i cursed her, before i realized, without her i never would have made it outside, for she wasn't by my side, she was carrying me thru the darkside

se7en

I dont wanna do this no more......
the storms coming in bringing the cold just like before
the screams are getting louder now, so loud now, that i cant ignore
they're coming on horseback in a group of four
am i the only one that knows whats instore?????
death pestilence famine and war
revelations, the fall of the se7en nations
temptations pull us away from the congregation
when salvation should be our number 1 concentration
since the creation, and on the seventh day celebration
instead of worrying about compensation
the triple six apocalypse that we're facing
do i have to spell it out???
this generations fascination with celebration and relaxation
when were only facing annihilation
termination
congratulations
you were great at procrastination
civilization has to come to an end
thats the only sure destination

are we so different?

Islamic Beliefs and observations

Antichrist is similar to the description of dajjal, who will appear as a powerful and corrupt leader and Isa

(Arabic name for Jesus Christ) will kill him in an epic war near Jerusalem.

Muslims also have expectations of the antichrist; they call him al-Masih al-Dajjal ("Messiah-Liar"). He will

defy Christ and pervert the words of the true Messiah. He will appear towards the end of this civilization.

Quite a few Muslims believe the dajjal or anti-christ will decieve people, perform "miracles," get people to join

his false religion and claim to be a prophet. He will speak beautifully and fool people.

Among the signs of the Hour will be the emergence of a beast from the

earth. It will be very strange in appearance, and be extremely huge; one

cannot even imagine what "it/he" will look like.

Prophet Muhammad(peace be upon him) is reported to have said, "The Hour

will not come until you see ten signs: the smoke for 40 days; the Dajjal; the Beast;

the sun rising from the West; the descent of Jesus son of Mary; Gog and

Magog; and three landslides - one in the East, one in the West, and one in

Arabia, at the end of which fire will burst forth from the direction of

Aden (Yemen) and drive people to the place of their final assembly."

letter to my unborn child part 1

Im writing this letter to my unborn child
just incase i dont make it to the other side of this wild
world, these are just a few of the thoughts that ive compiled
thru the good times, bad times, worse times, and every time inbetween filed
kept my head up thru it all and i still smiled
if you can make it thru hell, then its all worthwhile
along the road you'll meet good people, bad people and some that are just vile
some that are so Hostile, but even when your all alone with your phone and dont have nobody to dial, just keep your head up, learn to be versatile, dont let anybody ever tell you, you dont deserve to smile, be happy, be thankful for what you've got, whether or not you've got a lot. home is where you make it so dont run away from your problems, stay focused on your goals, grin and take it until you make it, dont let it break you down, things get bad everywhere in every town, when its rainin down hail and you think you might drown, dont frown, your bound to make it around the bad times. what ive learned.... is after the fire comes the rain, to wash away the pain, at night and the next day the sun will shine so bright, and show you the light, the right path, isnt always the easiest, infact it never is, thats usually the sleaziest, when i look back and reminisce on the past times, the fast times, the have a blast times, smoking and drinking mass amounts times, they werent worth nothing, no good memories, not even one thing.... the funny thing is, i was always smiling, dialing, the devils number hes not answer and redialing, filing these times in the category of fun, lookin back i wish i would have done, less drugs, less fake hugs, and found the real love, but that wasnt in her plan up above..........

jesus, muhammad, the pope, and the easter bunny

I was Born 23 years ago, this is dedicated to all the people i know
all the people i once knew, the ones i still talk to and plus all the rest of you
those i used to love and the ones i still do
to all the love that disintegrated, dissolved, or for whatever reason may be just plain disapeered
this is for all my people whether or not your still here
i dont always express things in a way thats crystal clear, im often vague, keep to myself, except when im drinkin beer, then we get too blunt and say things that nobody wants to hear
the truth hurts and nobody likes to go thru pain
we'd all rather just like to live in a world thats boring and plain
and i apologize if i put thoughts in your head that make you feel insane
but its my duty to talk about the way things are, and the way i think they oughta be
you cant float thru life with your eyes closed, youv'e gotta open them if you really want to see
you gotta be
just a little bit zany, if your thinking this world aint just a little bit crazy
and mainly, i just try to make you open your eyes, its not my job to apologize for all of the lies
i just point out the obvious ones, you gotta think for yourself,
its up to you to realize
the TRUTH,
wrong from right, good from bad, you have to determine for yourself the right path, and know when to pass up on the fads, and while you probably wont find me sitting in a steeple on sunday, it doesnt mean that i cant see the light at the end of the day, ive seen the light at the end of the tunnel, were swirling down a pathway to destruction like were getting sucked thru a funnel, gods been pummelled, in our society, so many are too drunk or high to see, the lies, the truth that they hide from me, but we float on so blindly, kindly i say, its time for a change
and im not talkin about jesus, muhammed, the pope, or the easter bunny, you dont need a church to pray for forgiveness dummy
god is inside you, and shes always been there, she'll never abandon you even when you walked away and thought you left her there. you've got to be careful though, cause the devils there too, its up to you, to choose the right path, which ever way, that leads you, you have to block the lies that the devils feed you, they try to speed you, to the quick route, out, the door, you forgot what you were about, standing stout, you thoght, until your crying as you pout, the hard ways the right way thats no doubt. im thru venting now so ill leave it at that

She Said.....

void of inspiration
wont you give my mind frustration
any kind of new sensation???

ill be your temptation,
protect you from the torment your facin,
the evil will be erasen
maybe just visitation
and g brings annihilation,
no celebration just termination

i need something
even evils more than nothin
all the normal makes me crazy
turns creative thoughts to lazy

how swiftly he can switch today
jeckel changes and the witches run away
you say your bored and in need of something new,
i say check your eyesight cause only you
can turn the skys from black to blue
its up to you,
you have to keep moving if you want to make it through

and she says "my your quick today"

ill be the bad guy if you need someone to blame
for all your misfortune and pain
myzery and happiness are the same
its a shame but if you want it then hell is what i can bring

and still he remains his own best friend,
for vanity is grasping for the wind

his own best friend,
because most just pretend,
the only one on whom he can depend
or rely upon is i, so until the end
my best friend is i

so proud to walk the earth alone
while god was with him all along,
credit lost where credits due,
cause without him
there is no you

there was only one set of footprints in the sand,
i asked god why she wasnt holding my hand,
turns out she was carrying
me across these rough lands,
without her i would have surely sank in the quicksand

coexistence

how long will we sit idle, before we've had enough?
worshiping false idols, we cant see thru their fluff
their homicidal, suicidal, genocidal ways,
im lookin thru their lies, but nobody else seems to notice today?

im just one person so i cant make a difference
so ill just sit quietly and pray for forgiveness
dont step out of adherence to the rules that they give us
dont speak stay asleep if you want a repeat appearance
kill everybody thats different
theres no such thing as coexistence

Life is a Dream

life is a dream
it seems
when your up
rays of hope beam
when your down,
theres no one comin around?
what happened to the team?
i hear no sound, but
what ever could this mean?

was it all a dream?
ive awoken alone
back on my own
no time to act childish
we've got to be grown
nobody gonna pick up the slack
so im right back on track
at war with the world
bomb first when i attack
like george bush
bomb everything till the skys turn black
lookin just like the oils thats burnin in iraq
or black tar
heroin
in afghanistan
the war on terrorism is the war we can never win
the drugs make the world go round
the cia flys the planes that haul the cocaine
my own government is the pharmacy that supplies all the cures for your pains
sleep sheep sleep
wont you have some nice dreams
big brothers watching you
so, your safe from bad things
they've got their all seeing eye upon you
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they run this nation
with mis-information
its mind numbing
why we have this self-degradation
desparation creeps in
sleep deprivation
im goin insane
waitin for some new sensation
0
but still i keep on waitin
hopeful ... for a future thats surely already fucked
but were stuck like
a truck in the mud and the muck
but still i keep on truckin even though life keeps on suckin
might see me grindin, chasing bucks
from lincoln to franklin
never give up, until after i win
and after then
im rewindin, and back grindin, the next day again
sun up to sun down, its goin down but im still hustlin, trying to beat the man
cause to be the man
i heard
you have to beat the man

like the cops do, when your skin is too tan
to serve and protect, and throw you in the can
if you dont fit into their plans
censor everything
like its a towlie-ban
theres terrorists in colorado but the bad guys are in dc
with ranches in texas, oklahoma and tennessee
send you on a vacation to guantanamo if you disagree
you'll see .....
dissent is handled so easily
disappear in a plane crash, a car wreck or hiv
murder-"suicides" it could happen to anybody
in the telephone don't confide your secrets
if you want to keep it, a secret, don't speak it in the speaker
everyday this worlds getting weaker
patriot acts are attacks on your liberty
but its "for your protection" from the "enemies"
but do we really know who that would be?????
if the history books aren't manipulated like the mystery books
thru history the winners have been the crooks
and all it took to be the good guys, was to be the guys that write the books

but life is a dream or is realty just a scene, in the movie of life, it never is as it seems, stuck trying to swim up stream, over and over again but im runnin out of steam, gotta keep goin
oh yes
i gotta keep goin like the little engine that could, gotta keep on goin and goin, even when its not lookin soo good
im tired now, but i push on towards the unknowing
must keep on rowing, and moving forward
toward, the finish line,
my endurance has gotta outlast the mass-hordes so theres no time for sleep
keep on keepin on even though the hills are so steep

you get to the top and realize
that they passed you in your sleep

surrounded by a whole animal farm full of sheep
already at the top, and your all asleep countin sheep
baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa baaaaaaaaaaaaa

WAKE UP
is life really just a dream???

apocalypse

i feel the sickness Apocalyptic like god just killed it and spilt your whole world at the core
no independent thought, submit, dont get caught, with your pants down when its time 4 war
they,
them,
there,
those guys,
with whom not to fuck,
unless your ready 2 die

OBEY do what they say and youll see the next day
make it up to the sky
if not then get got
get shot or put in a cell to rot
dont ask WHY!!!!
no free thought
your not
in control
your just diggin your own hole
they call you sheep your just a wheel
you continue to roll
blindly
only stop to pay the tax toll
money stole gods soul
so i say Please F - Off Kindly
a hole
this worlds so col'd
darkness got a firm hold
go against the mold
bet they have ya wantin' ta' fold
consume
conform
better turn into the norm'
or face the wraith of the storm
gettinwarm
hell hath been reborn
death and taxes they say are certain
if you try to dodge either then youll be hurtin for certain
consume conform money is your god
or dont you find it odd
you see....
to me religions are odd
i believe in god but not the preacher, hes a fraud

my moral standing is of the humble kind
i use my mind, i see now
i once was blind, this worlds unkind
a brighter day, i cant find
searching, but the blind lead the blind
they control , yous ell your soul
and your freedom and give them power
i call that treason
your the reason
why we let america die
they said 'its huntin' season on terrorism or else you'll all DIE!!!
fear propaganda control the media on every station
consume conform shut your eyes, go to sleep youblind nation
the future that your facing should have you pacing
liberty, justice and freedom for all will be erasen
the american dream ..... is what were all chasin'
money is god so money goes above everything
nascar world, so they got us all racin
to the finish, using any means to get it
no matter if we cheat or who we step on in their sleep
what you kill you can keep
so we creep.... creep......dont sleep .... time isnt cheap
and theres not an unlimited supply
cause one day your livin then the next day you die..........