invisable ballin'
Current mood: drained
Category: Writing and Poetry
so christine gave me a birfday card she made(one of 2 cards i got) and she wrote a poem called "rich in secret"
this is my version.....
rich in disguise
wish i was rich in secret, like a wraith is
so i could write on good paper instead of blank bank statements
wish i be rich in disguise
so i would'nt have to do dem tings i do in the dead nite
wish i was rich, unseen, like da vapor
dat make fiends spend paper and cut my source wit dat razor
wish i was rich wit no one knowin
so i would'nt feel swelterin heat while i cause a snow'in
wish i had millions in secret
so i could send bills in for tuitions for those who need it
wish i was ballin where no one peep it
so da last bar could trickle down n get her brother's teef fixed
wish i was rich, not known by the earth world
den i could give tha weddin deserved to my first gurl
friend
but not to me
and hopefully
then, when i rich
it be ghostly
and
i can find a queen to be wit me
cause dough
visually
entices gold diggers
salivate like hammerhead 2 redmeat
SEE CeeBee, had a heart at 1 time
but now luv, No See like underground rimes
and tupacs demise
i wish i had pape's hidden like land mines
so my roaddogs could explode outta dirt n jus shine
and if i was rich and no one could read
id open methadone clinics, shelters, soup kitchens in OT
give clean hypodermiks to fiends, so no share wit homies
and probably go to projects and pass out Oh Zees
and if i had wealth invisible /appalonius
id walk thru walls and get off those felonius
help bang out cases
and for paper chasers
give em what they need to re up
and hook up basers
cuz if dey dont do it crackuhs will did
n they just tryin to feed dey mom dukes or kids
n if i had cash burried like tony suprano
id cap brian and christine a crib in orlando
naw im lyin
I WOULDNT DO dat IF I WAS PAID
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id buy dem a crib by mine, up in DADE
if i be rich and it was unknown
i wouldnt cap gold chains or cars on chrome
i cap african gold mines and have em demolished
so at least a lil more slavery be abolished
say i had some paper, not seen like ameoba
finance 73 impala and crib fo cohiba
art studio fo spenjax 10 guitars steven lee
probably buy a bar just to have a spot to be
and when i get a lil cash
ill get my tats
12 pack golds
fix up studio where we rap
brrrrrrrrrrrrrrat!
but if i had 10 back accounts and no on knew em
i could stop talkin bout good deeds and just go do em
-charli budduh
thanks christine aka milky motts aka c - murdah aka the flower vase assasin aka brian's christine aka that crazy apple slappin white gurl aka chalimah aka c - bomb aka C ward (former d block inmate) aka queen of the RIG aka riglobster inmate 0293932 (released), aka one of the most richeous people i eva did met aka albrino's momma aka C ward aka brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrat recipient aka ms. i feel ur pain aka the should to krylon aka uhh yah tupac loves you
Sunday, February 26, 2006
Monday, February 20, 2006
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
[Reply to this]
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
[Reply to this]
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
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
[Reply to this]
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
[Reply to this]
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
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