response to SPEN's tyme 2 change

SPEN

Friday, February 17, 2006


tyme 2 change
Current mood: numb

Paint drips diluted from slit wrist as I witness my words ghost written on the black list of ignorance, why didn't you listen. One day of starvation is better than hope torn from place of creation.. I must let my chains rip my ego apart so I know my wrong and bear the weight I created. I now have to carry my burdens. For I alone let my soul not matter as it died darker than the pain I used as an excuse. Im not the same. I see madness in all life around me. Can I find a pure loving soul to guide me into the utopia I once had locked in my mind. If not give me hell for all life can have heaven. I release my selfish needs if it means not one soul will suffer or cause pain towards another. wrapped in a blanket woven from lost hope tears of black cancer tare all visions from my mantra. Must hold on to the last bit of good, inorder to father it so I may bring bliss to my family.

Ill fix it!
1:04 AM - 3 Comments - 6 Kudos - Add Comment -

K-Hole Studios


as we watch the paint dry

bio momma pregnated eatin paint chips all the while

or did i eat paint chips as a child

or is it da crack coke acid or lik dat made my style

my pops ax, "why i turn out da way i did"

i started workin at 10 resteraunt like u did, I UR KID

SHYT

i am my fathers sun

i hold my fathers gun

with no intentions to run

click clack, pull pack, n hit da blunt

the bullet

his anger and rage made me so passionate

i pull it?

my respect, his buisiness sense, make C think back on it

a bully

i nevah ak like dat

a mooley

never called a blak man dat

im trully,

an anti racist........ but

i hate a fukin crackuh......

with stars and bars on his truck

and lately my life been run amuck

in debt slippin on K future, plus bad luck

n i aint even gonna speak on chem dependencies

or the demons that menace me, dam i need a remedy

but the only one i see is a female standing next to me

dont fall for her, heart blak like wicca or sant-ary..

an magik and / or exorcisms..

deez tragik preminitions and visions

dat hocus pocus , po gon rope us, jus like magicians

i take anuthah blast, tho i kno it bad shit

i had it, im dun, den i chase dat white rabit

bad habit but still in dat fluffy animal burrow

crack is butt.. krills dat make musty mammals burrow

deep in da streets

first come da weed

den come da bleek

sooner dan later rock up and u spark dat geek

see, ur dammed tuh end dup at the hindu store..

dat blue.. cap da flower stem no more ... two for..

ones.. now u just cap 3 hards.. ur dun

now it time to hop on the right path

hold food n grow, like substrate , shrooms grasp

actually........... dat was inverted

cuz bud-DUH! drunk and high, yah......uheard it

bud-DUH! drunk and high, but i aint worthless

got ambitions not forgotten not murdered

too far in debt so dey on tha bak burner

cuz ill die before khole dies..

hope my sun remix blinded light..

SPEN be my brother , COHIBA be anuthah

god sent me GUTTUH and CO C. be his brothah

so there a CO n bud-DUH!

A COKE and GUTTAH...

SPEN ride for CHARLI

so ill merk for his muthah

we all KO-DEEZ fo each other

KHOLE HARLEM HEIGHTS

Ecks-O--Dust mofukah



Posted by K-Hole Studios on Monday, February 20, 2006 at 12:53 PM
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K-Hole Studios


we live off lies

we live our lives

mad man clean and he livin his live

we livin to climb

droppin a line

never droppin a dime

unless im droppin my bitch

never rokin a wire

cuz den i be a snitch

never popped da nine

never dropped da fire

only popped dat two two

but to ground i fired

mind older dan duece duece

i been dat squire

medievil but skipper in da EM word

my needs been dire

but for da fam gotta provide first

family first card

suposed to buy dat food

but 75 cent 2 dollar could become 2

or it could become boot

if yous be addicted

street life in vocab, see it in in the script bitch

like i bust quadroople negatives

nah notta nan nada nuttah budduh , jus me trick

im sik wit leprocy ......how i spit shit

spit 2 bars decay n ur arms drop off ur ligaments

rip broads easily and spark crops of killah shyt

spit snot on emcees who talk talk but dey really bytch

clip marks who seen to be real but lechon affilit.....d

feelin it?

like jacko and kids

or foot draggin junkies jus tryin to get a fix

12 duckets play wit thoughts

crabs in bucket fighted up

khole it be dat family

time for me to tighten up

cuz i gotz to lead da movement

born to be a general

gotta make some moves and

be example for da animals

army of 12 monkeys

all be blood brothers

fuk goin postal/ medievil

trogladite on u bustahs

-bud-DUH

-----charli bobblehead budduh brown aka charli bud-DUH! aka charli duckets aka charli 6 fingers aka charli durton aka charli i cant belive it not margarine aka the scatter man aka el jefe de khole aka yae pirate aka call me what u want just dont call me broke aka ceebee beezie aka C DOT aka charli bing aka parkhill charli aka the phs prodigy aka IJJC brother aka charli scootch bootch.....



Posted by K-Hole Studios on Tuesday, February 21, 2006 at 2:52 PM
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SpenSolosGirl


Baby i hope to be the the pure love you found it and i ll help u thru anything just as i already have ,, i love you always will the love i have for you will never change or die ,, for u are my one and only now and forever,, what you usto write makes so much sense ,, u are a special soul that i am glad to have n=met and have loved ,, thanks for loving me soooo much in return too