Showing posts with label health care reform. Show all posts
Showing posts with label health care reform. Show all posts

Saturday, April 3, 2010

It's Rough Out Here For A Playa!!

"a playa finds out that it's like this and like that and a"


It's rough out here and out there!! it's like this and like that!

What it do? what it does? cops in NJ worse than criminals?it's like..where ever your at!

What it is or isnt? ecological ignorance will alter the fate.

Messages are dropped like baptist preachers!! TD Jakes..Eddie Long? especially tomorrow on Easter!! ushers pass the offering plate!!

Please!! these middle passage descendants aren't getting off on the hate!!

Please be advised!! Good Friday? April Fools Day before that!!...those that skate on thin ice? with sharp skates on?.. soon fall through the ice!!

Plots and schemes were devised to take away your freedom!! after you paid the price...but in South Africa some pay the price

Wasn't nice when streams of consciousness became polluted.

Thinking twice!! packing a sword!! but some strap on bombs like black widows in Russia..needing heavy artillery when the truth is disputed?

What's computed? what's the answer to the equation? it's rough out here and out there.

Deeply rooted philosophies influence my strategy in spiritual warfare.

As we go there!! was trying to chill..peace be still!! but I was pulled back into the game.

As we go there!! now coaching!! based on being a veteran in the game.

Based on catching the blame!! trying to play me like Obama..because I'm a black man.. but the blame is not accepted.

Batching up something fresh!! blasting on those who are mad deceptive.

Some are mad!! because I wasn't receptive to the status quo.

Its rough out here and out there...even Erykah Badu can tell ya.. so we have to go for what we know!!

Friday, January 29, 2010

Not Playing Games With Them..

Didn't have time to play games with them ;no time for the hide and seek.

Shady like Grady is how the games are; for freedom? a brotha will ride and seek.

Naysayers say the outlook is bleak; that's their state of the union; sometimes I even wonder.

Dealing with a bunch of crooks; no love like family reunions...then theres a bus I'm thrown under.

Short school bus? Marta bus? Greyhound? it doesn't matter; they'll run over us.

Short dog from the old school will play the sound; retro futuristic mystic moving forward..it's not over for us.

At least not yet..haters want us to quit or forfiet...but the train of thought is rolling.

One step ahead of Suburbans with blacked out windows; authorities think they're soul controlling.

Whose working? companies are going under like Australia..employment rate is sky high.

Whose hurting? Michael Jackson gone!! back in the day he sang Never Can Say Goodbye!

All up in the action! politicians told a good lie!! some believed it.

All up in the action! some chase the American Dream: decieved by it.

Not trying to play games with them; they should be relieved by it ..because I play to win.

Not trying to accept the blame; we put it down, once again.

Friday, January 22, 2010

Man!!! We're Struggling!!!

My folks are out here struggling!!! we're going through the storm.

Earthquakes in Haiti; and South America; in Kabul? dealing with the Taliban.

Earthlings are just fakes!! in front of me is a foul one...talking nonsense.

Who brings the drama? the hood is full of jakes; even tried to front on me!!! sweating the style of this one; sweating my circumstance.

What's good for these Riders of the Storm like Jim Morrison and the Doors? they said I hurt my chances.

What's good they ask at the spot? not with devils or wolves; a brotha never dances.

What's hood others ask? told them I keep moving; train of thought is rolling; making advances.

Next school brotha taking chances!!! down to earth, but usually out on Mars....O-Zone spars with the arch nemesis..Dark Mystery Of Time and Space analyzed;..speeding through...intergalactic.

Next rule that's not viable? corporations take over elections..moves introduced by a fanatic.

Next fool will try to play a brotha like Obama;setting traps...they introduced Hidden Obstacles.

Mad at a brotha!!! I avoided the drama ..didn't seduce the daughter of chaos.

Caught out there!! some want us to take a loss!!! reduced to zero or below zero status.

Seeing the world and my place in it realistically; I checked the status.

Peeping game like the hubble telescope; the apparatus ran the old okey doke.

Sleep in the game? taking back your time slot like Jay Leno; but it's no inside joke.

Sunday, November 8, 2009

All Up In The Spot...It's A Hood Thing PT.6

.....nobody was checking for me...that might be a good thing......

Nobodys checking for me....left hanging..played like the old school..like clothes on a line.

Disrespecting me....it was hard to get them open...they had a closed mind.

Hardhat with the lantern on top worn..in the spot I was shown scorn..haters closed the mine ..but I open it back up.

Salt? gold? truth be told...from Saturn or Pluto...avoiding the space junk..but haters talk junk back on earth...they should back up.

Po Po calls for back up...ear shattering gunshots exploded..the crowd scattered.

Po Po dispursing the crowd that gathered..for freedom you'll get bruised and battered.

In another realm the cartel gathered ...reimbursement not an option...so I collect thoughts that are scattered.

Adding my two cents..pennies for my thoughts..based on what really mattered.

Hopes and dreams shattered..gear torn and tattered..but still funky fresh in the flesh.

Old school bakery like Colonial or Rainbo..batches that we come with will be fresh.
One man's trash is another man's treasure..reality enlightens.

One man's pleasure can be another man's nightmare..soon he clashs with titans.

Nobody was checking for me..they were smoking hash..it was exciting to them...they said it was straight fron Thailand.

Disrespecting me..ego tripping after shooting up on heroin..straight from Afghanistan.

Power tripping..power rangers riding through the Babylon wilderness.

Friends and strangers by Ronnie Laws played up in the hooptie.. Incognegro..nobody was checking for this.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Word From The Hot Messenger

...they said I was a hot mess...just call me the hot messenger...


Laying Low in a police state..things have tightened up.

But this is not Archie Bell from Houston Texas...this is Brotha O in the A-Town...that's what's up.

All up in the heart of it..caught up in a flash flood....dude fell off..I've seen a brotha take a fall down here in Georgia!!

Told them don't even start it...this is not the promised land!! it's just another hot mess for ya.

Word from the hot messenger...out in the galaxy..now I'm back on earth..I'm on the highway...I looked at where the signs pointed.

The apparatus is stressing ya..you know they've got a mess for ya...you'll end up on a slippery ice slope..it's gonna take a miracle like Deniece Williams..some almost lost their mind! others are mad..said they weren't anointed.

Check the status...others are disappointed...meanwhile I appointed myself to be the mixmaster and the scribe.

Authorities check the status....it's easy to get mixed up in a negative vibe.

Territories were claimed by my tribe... but lost due foreclosures.. to technicalities.

I'm telling about characters that get defamed or assassinated...some are looking for closure...but officials call technical fouls on me.

Other characters and role players are blamed.. all up in the in the game..nobody was shamed...prosecutors elaborated.

Truth or daring us?...making an ass out of themselves...truth game played but these brothas collaborated.

But in the spot....ruthless games are played....bombs explode in the Swat Valley.. automatic weaponry is aimed..Swat teams rushed the alley..guns clapped in urban badlands.

Gamblers were out for a fast buck....some players were dealt bad hands.

Maybe somebody understands this Hot Message..similar to science dropped by the Wu-Tang Clan..

A hater will say it's just a Hot Mess..not understanding the process..The Message Is In The Music man!!!

Saturday, August 22, 2009

At The End Of The Day...

................what's the prognosis?.............

At the end of the day..knowing we have to make a fresh start...a new Beginning...

Now we're in Transition..but at this point they had me in the midst of chaos and confusion...

That's the prognosis..analyzing the information.....outrageous like Lakeside..

Veteran In The Game who now coaches..back in the day lessons I'm using...updated..upgraded..knowing how the fake ride..

Catching the blame when I take in a ride in the hooptie..Suspicion Aroused...they said I played it..the piano too loud...cut my fingers off like The Taliban?

At the end of the day?...Scattered Thoughts are collected...but some still wonder what I'm on...

In a zone..Seeing The World And My Place In It Realistically..What's The Prognosis?

In a zone...underwater...my dive mask is enhanced..others danced with the devil...at raves...on that X...lethal doses?

In a zone...some shouldn't bother to sweat the steelo...the style..more mysterious than an X-File...

At The End Of The Day..it's like Damn Damn Damn...like Florida from Good Times..they'll be Confused About Things..then they'll shred my file...

Now I've got more for ya...Good rhymes...Good Word...plus we used things like funk, jazz, hip-hop and house..

Bring the score for ya like ESPN..but chilling out like Ramadan..not trying to tear up the house...

Spiritual Significance in this operation..please...it get's lonely out there...but we kept on running...playing it like Usain Bolt..

Cool runnings mon!! it don't matter if it's the 100 or even the 200....please...we doing it..we won't halt...

At The End Of The Day?...Diplomatic Immunity is used...it's going down....

Let The Music Play...like Barry White..as we drop insight..it's going down..

Thursday, August 6, 2009

The Style Is Blue Collar..

..............like Detroit and Pittsburgh once were..........

Spiritual warfare is going down... I'm behind enemy lines.. but maintaining my work ethic.

The style is blue collar...whose sad and blue chasing a dollar?... disrespected.

Whose a scholar? Said I was incoherent...they didnt know how to read between the lines.

Whose fair in it love or war? this brotha is clairvoyant....able to read these peoples minds.

The style is blue collar... in these hard times....but not down with those paying the wages of sin.

The foul will play you for a dollar....my mind engages....able to recognize the pattern.

Didn't just play like a scholar...I am.....plus a resident of Saturn and Pluto.

Plus I chilled on Mars.. now conducting seminars....you should know how it go.

You should know how the stream of consciousness will flow... it's like the Nile.

I already know how it will go...everyone won't like the style.

Won't like the file when they pull it...realizing a brotha is on some other other.

Profiling still in affect..crime on the rise...Michael Jackson disrespected..it's stereotypical....they played me like some other brother.

Stereo types were pivotal; listened to rock, hip-hop, jazz, house and even funk.

Stereos hype the chosen ones....meanwhile fast breaks are finished like Lebron's with the dunk

Louisville resident in the A-Town...home of crunk..but the brotha O-Dog will rock ya..

Whose benevolent?..they'll move on you like Typhoon Morakot..where are your people? they'll walk out like Fatah..

Whose benevolent? they'll make it hotter..like Los Zetas..Rcognize The Pattern..no test patterns like Betas..

Work is put in Blue Collar style...Hard Hat With The Lantern On Top..in the darkness we confront haters..

Flowing down the stream of consciousness...haters try to pollute it like the Pacific Garbage Patch..

Work is put in...like aid to Somalia?..we've got the funk for ya...Coming Out Fresh With A Brand New Batch..

While others hatch up plots and schemes...we've got the arts and sciences..

Having to admit we're out there...Intergalactic..check out how my mind gets..