Showing posts with label unemployment rate. Show all posts
Showing posts with label unemployment rate. Show all posts
Friday, December 3, 2010
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.
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.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
All Up In The Spot...Concepts Are Revisited..
The dice are rolled behind the liquor store...hood Las Vegas...scratch off tickets litter the ground.
Knowledege dropped by old dude with the 38..a don't stop get it getter..amongst empty green Newport cartons, empty Olde English bottles and old condoms ...what else was found?
Shotters hunt for blood clotters...step on crack heads shooters ...meanwhile aura looters control the perimeter.
Ear shattering gunshots exploded..blotters from city papers tell the story like ESPN..so whats up with ya?
Blood clotters even ask a bro what's up? please..just talking out the side of their neck..it's crazy.
Bloods, Crips and Disciples all up in the spot....plus others will make it hot...please it's crazy!
Hoods are tight due to the economy..the response to me? sideways glances.
It's like Wood, Tiger plays it..sometimes below par for the course..making advances.
For goods and services haters raise the bar..of course it'll be a bit messy.
Life is like that.so called perfectionist are ignored...some even try to say I don't know what's up...trying to stress me.
As we fight back...using Diplomatic Immunity..that's how we work it.
Weapons formed against us didn't work...the conglomerate? they couldn't hurt it.
Missions aborted, adjusted,admitted..they didn't work..can't say it didn't hurt..but I Couldn't Quit..lessons are learned.
Ugly is how the sport will get trust me on that..structures burned.
As the world turned..we we're out in space..spacewalking..the roof was on fire from the disco inferno.
Some souls burned..playing with the devil in Dantes inferno.
CDs are burned in the lab..it's the Big Bang Theory like the Hadron Collider...otherwise listening to Reflection Eternal like I was up in Cincinnatti.
On I-71 on the way back to Louisville..cruising like I was Frank Nitti.
Knowledege dropped by old dude with the 38..a don't stop get it getter..amongst empty green Newport cartons, empty Olde English bottles and old condoms ...what else was found?
Shotters hunt for blood clotters...step on crack heads shooters ...meanwhile aura looters control the perimeter.
Ear shattering gunshots exploded..blotters from city papers tell the story like ESPN..so whats up with ya?
Blood clotters even ask a bro what's up? please..just talking out the side of their neck..it's crazy.
Bloods, Crips and Disciples all up in the spot....plus others will make it hot...please it's crazy!
Hoods are tight due to the economy..the response to me? sideways glances.
It's like Wood, Tiger plays it..sometimes below par for the course..making advances.
For goods and services haters raise the bar..of course it'll be a bit messy.
Life is like that.so called perfectionist are ignored...some even try to say I don't know what's up...trying to stress me.
As we fight back...using Diplomatic Immunity..that's how we work it.
Weapons formed against us didn't work...the conglomerate? they couldn't hurt it.
Missions aborted, adjusted,admitted..they didn't work..can't say it didn't hurt..but I Couldn't Quit..lessons are learned.
Ugly is how the sport will get trust me on that..structures burned.
As the world turned..we we're out in space..spacewalking..the roof was on fire from the disco inferno.
Some souls burned..playing with the devil in Dantes inferno.
CDs are burned in the lab..it's the Big Bang Theory like the Hadron Collider...otherwise listening to Reflection Eternal like I was up in Cincinnatti.
On I-71 on the way back to Louisville..cruising like I was Frank Nitti.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Out There....The Quiet Before The Storm....
It's the quiet before the storm.... peace be still like the gospel song.
Still waters run deep..word from the Four Tops...changed the station..from the quiet storm to the J-Force Beats & Lyrics Show...on 89.3...once again it's on.
Rolling through Dekalb County Georgia...storm troopers patrol..it's a police state...danger zone....watch yourself.
We've got the sound for ya...loops of funk and hip hop soul..coming with fresh batches for your spiritual health.
Where have we found ya? mental, spiritual and physical health threatened.
As we get down for ya!! the style is metaphysical..getting with ya..until your enlightened.
Intergalactic...but on earth an Underground Railroad rider....but it's not Marta in Atlanta...or Bart in the Bay Area.
I had to get off the bus 86 Lithonia...word from Outkast..I checked the scenario.
Thrown under the bus!! which one were you on? it could have been the short one.
In this zone? no justice no peace....I bear witness to what the sport has done.
Out beyond clusters of stars in the galaxy....reflecting on missions...had to abort some..
Not busters; who got foul with me?...hit the dial for me?.. I hit the play button..hooked up Reflection Eternal, Talib and Hi-Tek...in the sport a lot was done.
Society doesn't trust us...respects none of us..but I was hip to the conspiracy theory.
Don't lie to me!! seeing what's up with us....what it do?..some need to go for what they know....but morale is low...the outlook is bleery
Still waters run deep..word from the Four Tops...changed the station..from the quiet storm to the J-Force Beats & Lyrics Show...on 89.3...once again it's on.
Rolling through Dekalb County Georgia...storm troopers patrol..it's a police state...danger zone....watch yourself.
We've got the sound for ya...loops of funk and hip hop soul..coming with fresh batches for your spiritual health.
Where have we found ya? mental, spiritual and physical health threatened.
As we get down for ya!! the style is metaphysical..getting with ya..until your enlightened.
Intergalactic...but on earth an Underground Railroad rider....but it's not Marta in Atlanta...or Bart in the Bay Area.
I had to get off the bus 86 Lithonia...word from Outkast..I checked the scenario.
Thrown under the bus!! which one were you on? it could have been the short one.
In this zone? no justice no peace....I bear witness to what the sport has done.
Out beyond clusters of stars in the galaxy....reflecting on missions...had to abort some..
Not busters; who got foul with me?...hit the dial for me?.. I hit the play button..hooked up Reflection Eternal, Talib and Hi-Tek...in the sport a lot was done.
Society doesn't trust us...respects none of us..but I was hip to the conspiracy theory.
Don't lie to me!! seeing what's up with us....what it do?..some need to go for what they know....but morale is low...the outlook is bleery
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