Wednesday, September 22, 2010

it's all inside of me

what a beautiful world, so fragile and fertile
pain feel the void, when boy met girl
he's a puppet to nature, one year later now
so deeply and sickly in love, it makes him hate her
the average romanticized american relationship, sinks capsize
when either side becomes a slave to it
conditioned, dependent, afraid to be alone
he needs that feeling that he can't create all on his own
he despises the fact she has a life outside of them
it drives him crazy to think she's not insanly consumed with him
give her the guilt trip
and maybe she'll quit livin to stay behind these prison walls
and lose all individualism
well this is happiness, masochistic torture, plagued by the decadent, craved for affection
the needle digs deep to push contenment through his blood stream, it drowned now - hollow
the pothole of a junkie
if he could only hear her sing he wouldn't wanna break her wings
but emptiness has such a warm subtle sting
she makes up for what he lacks - trapped
he can't imagine life without someone like that

what a beautiful world, emotionally destroyed
her became plural, when girl met boy
between several breakups and plenty relapses
routine read comfort led to serious attachment
now every once in a while she forgets to breathe
terrified of losing him, paradise is misery
too much faith in the lifesaving knight in shining armour
now what knight's noticing - the scar she can't hide any longer
but they were her story way before he was
it's grouse hope to think that he would feel such deep cuts
at first it felt so right but after one too many fights
he turned out that hallway light and all the wonder turned to spite
so they sleep in the same bed with guns to each other's heads
dead the romance, boiling the blood that painted roses red
suffering from post-honeymoon's disease, leeched to his whole existence
to die if he decides to leave
addicted to the way she feels when they spend time together
detouring the now in a childish attempt to find forever
despite the fact they hold eachother heart-to-heart
you can't be that close to somebody without being so far apart

eyedea & abilities - paradise

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

sitting round singing songs til the night turns into day
used to sing on the mountains but the mountains washed away
now I'm singing all my songs to the girl who won my heart
she is only three years old and it's a real fine way to start

led zeppelin - the ocean

Monday, September 13, 2010

nights in white satin, never reaching the end
letters i've written, never meaning to send
beauty i'd always missed with these eyes before
just what the truth is, i can't say anymore

moody blues- night's in white satin

Sunday, September 12, 2010


for the second night in a row im lighting the dro
drinking grey goose with grape juice, igniting a stog
watching dyke centerfolds make out on pay-per-view
cuz i traded luda's girls gone wild latest too
i started to pace the room just to change the mood
and decided to take a cruise to a place i knew
the spot of this pot chick i got hot with
just a day or two ago when i sold her some thai stick
she showed this fly pic of this girl shes getting with
and said her bed is wet every night from them sexing it
i played like i ain't sweating it, and asked to use the bathroom
then unlocked the window, now my return is past due..

light from the half moon reflecting in the rear view
as i steer through a curve shifting down to gear 2
im near her spot, parking over a block
cuz i don't wanna get locked if i blow up my spot
im smoking some pot; i brought the chronic and my panasonic
i cant afford the digital i had to analog it
i had to vomit before i climbed the tree
to the open window, now finally i could see
my plan is working i see there's candles burning
behind plastic curtains and two bare clams for certain
my hand is jerking both chicks got dope tits looking through the lens now
im focused
oh shit the other chick pulled out a rubber dick started sucking it
now shorty i know getting fucked with it, im loving it
then suddenly i saw my arm in front of me
and almost knock a cup of tea from underneath
but relief back to the ladies i peep
until i hear the i85 bleep.

yo jay, where you at? logic got locked up.

damn havoc why you always blowing my spot up
im spying on two hot sluts getting they boxed munched
don't worry about logic, he probably just got drunk
now i hear those chicks screaming for police as i flee
started climbing out the window to leap to the tree
i caught onto a branch but it kinda cracked
i fell, hurt my spine and back and heard
put your hands behind your back

the odd couple - tommy boy
(jay love's verse)

Wednesday, September 8, 2010


i've been up til 3
puffin trees, sippin on a mug or three of bubbly
when suddenly the lights went on in #3
right across and up the street its mrs. popular
i heard that she got double d's, i'll peep them with binoculars
even if the cops come in full force with entourage
they'll never cum like i will when she pulls off her monstrous bra
you cant stop a freak who wants to flog on his log with a soothing cock massage
it hurts me and deeply disturbs me how perky the titties hidden inside of her shirt seem
a perverts dream come true in the flesh
who had a chest like a cartoonist drew in the breasts
so as you would expect i had to get closer
that's louis's  rep to chase asses bent over
i wrapped the trench coat up, crossed the street
and made my climb up the ladder laced with vines to toss my meat
but when i peeped in the window
i never seen a chica as obese as the bimbo
oh lord how i wish that she had been in clothes
so i ain't have to see all of them creases and skin folds
shit, i just about tossed my grits
when the portly chick turned and screamed i lost my grip
and with my luck, of course the pigs happened to drive up
and forced my arms behind my back wrapped up in tight cuffs

the odd couple - tommy boy
(louis logic's verse)

Monday, September 6, 2010

the sleaze..

i'm pulling off your blouse
start tongue kissin you and then I cough in your mouth
walk in your house
and slaughtered the mound of your daughter or spouse
have them snorting an ounce
til they are walking on the floor on all fours like a hounds
walk in the fuckin ladies room and penetrate her womb
while the hookers sprays her perfume, demonstrate a broom
you hoes will choke, when you float my boat
my cum will coat your throat like the milk from a goat
put my notorious dick in-between your glorious tits
wanna know a secret I'm suckin victoria's clit
my tongue got you on some state of euphoria shit
fuck you with my warriors fist, is who a bitch?
and screamin like a horror flick
when i put my dick where the bitch's manure sits
i slide through like shit
and all you fuckin wenches that love to french kiss
you love the drenching stench of men's piss
you find it adventurous
takin like ten dicks right in your appendix
what bout my jimi hendrix?
it's my press kit, dead sick

fuckin a chick with an asbestos covered breadstick

necro - hoe blow
taste me
you will see
more is all you need
you're dedicated to
how im killing you

metallica - master of puppets

Sunday, September 5, 2010

if you dont understand it, i cant explain it

poor me, i dig myself holes
somebody marry me, i'm getting old
somebody remind me why i continue to press on
i need a flamingo to put on my front lawn
i need a front lawn
i need to stop feeling sorry for myself
i need to stop repeating myself
everything is fading slowly
no longer selling out, i'm buying in
redefining my grin
making new medicine and now i'm sick of it all
but i can't get enough
hating females less
accepting the fact i'm slowly dying
and can't make any songs that glitter
or be happy in roller skating rinks
so fuck a revolution
it's all about starcraft, palm-pilots
and meaning what you say

sole - i don't rap in bumper stickers
(he's witty with 40-liners)

Monday, August 30, 2010

morning dips

when i first wake i administer the usual morning walk through death
no sense in abusing your lungs with pepper I go straight for a high grade phencycladine with all the extras
then i like to open the walls in the house and since it's never mine i start immediately
i can destroy an entire upstairs six bedroom penthouse in under 15 minutes
and after this one i'll be up to a thousand
for a rush some jump from planes or fly them into builidngs
i blackmail the wives of broadcast guys
and every quarter moon it seems the situation asks for a bit of the old 'demolition'
since none of you can see i won't waste your time with special effects
for these are the hateful and shermed out adventures of a child that dared defy a conformist lifestyle...

cage - morning dips