"Reflection"

Watching Foreign flicks, thought I’d do something different. Thought I’d do something a little creative and envisioned the voice, a melodic one. Wrote this for a lady to sing, any lady with a beautiful voice can make this theirs….

A lovely voice in the air

Lovely reflection that stares back as I prepare

What speech shall I receive on this desolate evening?

All the angels trade in their wings and become demons

The touch of innocence is lifted

Courted and offered a sip

The sip is just a diversion in hopes to receive bliss

Why must I engage in such trials?

No scene results in that walk down the aisle

Perils and misfortune

Seems all that awaits is torture

A lovely voice in the air

Agonizing reflection stares back with despair

What speech shall I receive on this frantic evening?

Optimism has diminished for a courteous greeting   

“Empire” “Blueprint”

Inspired by Peaky Blinders, Gangs of New York, Road to Perdition and all early 20th century "Gangster" material...

Every right-hand man has got a right-hand man/

Blood money will have you fight ‘til the last man stands/

So I maneuver like Van Damme/

The sooner I command/

The sooner my demands will fall into my hands/

The larger the scale, the larger the quake/

The margin of error is so thin it should brake/

A step ahead, always pick up the pace/

Take many routes to an unknown estate/

No council meetings, I’m spread throughout the city/

No commitment, sit on many committees/

I’m a result of circumstance/

Made many a kinship as I search the lands/

Urgent plans makes for a nervous lad/

No judgments, I check for certain stats/

No desire to head the table, enough food on my plate/

Reside in the shadows and patiently wait/

Every right-hand man has objectives/

With the right men all produce well as a collective/

Soldiers don’t question a comfortable life/

Grease the machine so that it functions right/

Never let assumptions rise/

That’s when dysfunction strikes/

A glorified empire yet under the radar/

The right scheme assures the heat remains far/

Network properly without the need to exchange cards/

Proof is intangible/

Suits wrapped in coats made out of an animal/

Immersed in a trance, watch folks practice life/

Wake up fourscore later and look back at the sacrifice/

“What’s Truth?”

The signs profess the Taurus will topple the eye of Horus

The powers that be ignore us while depleting forests

Moon explorers, cover ups and dinosaurs

What’s truth if the source is a money grubbing whore?

They bore us with news that’s rehearsed more than a chorus

Fight for the cause without disobeying too many laws

Don’t want to end up behind bars within a system that’s flawed

I applaud those that stand up for their beliefs whether Jehovah, Yahweh, Vishnu or Allah

If you could only see what I saw in my REM sleep, you’d think I’m odd

The test of time will reveal who’ll stand tall

My soul goes afloat, but always returns like handball

Can’t stall, quick draw, desires are too big to think small

Mind’s in a thousand places sometimes I wish I wouldn’t think at all

“Complicated?”

A complicated guy in an obvious world

Can’t swim, but dive in the deep sea in search of a pearl

I purge more often than most

Not the best thing, but I must exorcise the ghosts

King Henry VIII, the number’s up for debate

Jump in the DeLorean and become the 1^st to create

A high priest known as Aaron

Endorphins racing faster than a McLaren

Impure, but full of truth serum

The kid is sick, there’s no way you can cure him

Make ends meet by any means necessary

GOD given or hereditary? Regardless I take great responsibility for this skill until I’m buried

Tasted the best that life has to offer, palate is seasoned

Craft in my head whenever I’m awake, not only for leisure

Multitasking in an orderly fashion

Like my woman natural, I recycle all plastic

Not as complicated as I originally thought

Can’t complain when this life has given me lots 

“Status Quo”

 A band of one looking to join the circus

Unsigned hype that truly designs with a purpose

A pirate at bay waiting for a ship

The shipment’s a little late so you can find me by a fridge

Unscripted, improvise whenever I move my lips

Looking for redistribution of my goods

Manufacture some of the best shoes so you should----

Walk with me and instigate positive outcomes

Clean sounds with dirty intentions that arouse nuns

Influenced by the simplest item

Absorb any environment in need of survival

Boredom is the best weapon for a mind like mine

In hindsight I’ve always and will always be in my prime

Wander the regions headed in no particular direction

Waiting for someone to come and open my brain for inspection

I identify with Indigenous peoples from all over the flat earth

I’m living by my own standards what more can I ask for?

I will never be a part of the status quo

Living contained is just plain out impractical

Many speak fiction and avoid what’s actual

“Once Upon A Time”

My past haunts me, I’ve done some things I can’t forgive myself for

Makes me sick to my stomach I could use some alka seltzer

Lord forgive me, rid me of this pain

How can I explain the sorrow that I’m going through?

No appetite for food, constantly in a shitty mood

Not suicidal, but find myself staring at the bible

Don’t even get to smile anymore as I wait for a revival

Wish I could revise certain events

Too many roadblocks prevent such a thing

Playing Russian roulette to rush the hymns

Every single time I win, yet remain defeated

Searching in the darkness for innocence in hope to retrieve it

 Turn the page, bend the corner and don’t disregard

Wish I had the gift to see from afar, but intuition is enough and at least it’s a start

Carry thoughts of every sort, close my eyes and teleport

Find joy for a second before I’m interrupt by the ghosts 

“Two Sides To A Coin”

A champion disguised as a peasant

Capitalize on every move you make that’s unpleasant

Chess mentality as I patiently wait to check you

Calm, but will get in your face like freckles

No speculation just precise when I speak

 Observe for mistakes until I finally breach your facility

You’ve never met an assassin with such tranquility

Never hotheaded, coldblooded eat a huge breakfast

Since birth never a pussy I was a C-section

Don’t beat around the bush known to get straight to the point

Excuse my crass behavior, but there’s two sides to a coin

I could be a gentleman if I please

I could also portray what I learned from the streets

Open to any challenge, never at a disadvantage

Dismantle opponents without taking any damage

Learn life lessons in English or Spanish

Part Swiss, mostly Salvi that’s why I’m outlandish 

“Grateful”

The perspiration reeks of brilliance
Seldom weep, but when I do those are tears of resilience
Existence is beauty, I insist on completing my duties
Many tasks bestowed upon me, must take out the dirty laundry
Life can be a burden, feel like you’re going up against a whole army
Stuck between a rock and a hard place, velocity of a car chase
Surround myself around those that stay out of harm’s way
Both a lover and a fighter known as a paradox
Walk a mile in my shoes you’d come to find a pair of dirty socks
Danger lurks and is in search regardless of your residence
Not arrogant, but I kill it and leave behind no evidence
Sometimes I destroy and rebuild
When it rains it pours, can I get a refill?
The body’s mainly made of H2O, I don’t even hate my foes
Every day I wake, I pray and am extremely grateful

“Therapy”

Ride with the wind, sharp as I’ve ever been

Writing‘s therapeutic tell the shrink there’s no need to attend

Why pretend?

Tell the truth, keep one foot forward as I leap towards the plateau

Step onto the platform, join me in my capsule

Blast off into the unknown, no such thing as perfection

Practice improves performance when you accept corrections

Hope to find the master key, while I wait I might as well recharge the battery

The mind soars, but it must give way to gravity

No hype necessary, no need to gloat when you remain focused

The game never ends even when I’m out of tokens

The game never ends even if the controller’s broken

Words fascinate me as I put them together like a puzzle

Time is very rapid have an obsession in an attempt to outhustle

Provoked the darkest regions, eclipsed for several evenings

From sunup to sundown search for the meaning or at least some reasoning

Find it and forget it, suffer from amnesia yet I have no need for paramedics

I am blessed, but I must admit I can’t take any credit 

“My Education in A Quick Moment”

These aren't lyrics as I usually post on here, I just thought of writing something different.

The boy grew up in a fairy tale full of enchanted controllers and miniature models. Educated from the fourth year of his conception in a precursor of what would be twelve years of a dull routine that would only bring exciting journeys when the boy would venture off into the wilderness against the structure in place. Through many excursions with feminine beings and consumption of enchantments that would only confuse the boy. Battles with rival journeymen would only make the boy stronger and resentful of fear as strikes to the lively cadaver would only rain blood, but not leave the remains of a corpse. The first six years were thought building and preparation for next two before the last four. Naïve through the first six as the boy was courted by many without knowing that the extremities would have brought great ecstasy. Now the two that followed were of many triumphant encounters and thought provoking philosophers as the boy held high honors in achieving knowledge. After completion of that portion of life came the last stop of the scheduled preparation. That was the best portion because the boy who was becoming a man would only attend half of the lectures yet retain all information needed to move forward in life. Conquests became effortless and associates of various tribes became many which to this day still exchange remarks and flattery. This was a brief fable of the first eighteen cycles of the boy that became a man. The next chapters are soon to come and much longer by tenfold.  

"Beneath"

An animal unleashed that can’t be contained

Self taught and well trained, trained to be persistent

Sometimes closed minded so he keeps his distance

Third degree burns mutate into wisdom

The fire within confirms the phoenix risen

Broke out of the mental prison, some call it treason

An angel, a demon or the thoughts of a heathen?

Actions speak louder than words, but some words can be misleading

Regardless of the atmosphere it’s important to keep breathing

Climb the highest mountain to its peak

And reminisce of what’s been left beneath 

"Refined"

A detailed mind confinement does not exist

Refined through misery that forces me to persist

I’ve come to grips that I’m clever and no longer have a need for tricks

Never mind the glitch, the antenna’s been fixed

Reception is beautiful, treating life like a cubicle

Cherish every day until you’re at my funeral

No ruining the moment I control my fate

Searching the universe until I find my place

Discipline is splendid when apprehended

Take a dose of love and the natural high is extended 

“Inner Peace”

An addict of many things, too much can lead to greed

The blood boils in angst, the body needs to feed

The mentality is get more than what you need-

But the mind is pretty strong and can stop when the demons lead

The soul bleeds to the point that addictions leave

Morals awaken again and convince you to proceed with life and its obstacles that you beat

Eyes wide open to surroundings and guide to accomplish dreams

A paradigm of sorts that consorts when true light greats

Darkness was not strong enough to hold you from what you must reach

Speech from the heart, but never will be the one that expects to preach

Even the most chaotic are allowed to attain inner peace

“Moderation”

Dish out cold turkey because the devil’s denied to serve me

Calcium from the milk, I keep the well perky

Love cherries, but never get whipped

Too much cream can put out the required flame

The well won’t be drained, known to go against the grain

Sleep with ecstatic dreams that make you wake up with disdain

The engine never halts not sure many would want to ride this train

The legends are exaggerated for the purpose of intrigue

The practice of each element makes it clear many wouldn’t play in the same league

Kick back and enjoy the performance of a dying breed

Makes every project with much pride indeed

“Fraudulent”

One of the last survivors, stay away from those that conspire

One that many admire, one that many hate

Left the fake in order to cook my own plates

Balling on a budget briefly, but soon will have his own leaflet

Seek credibility, joining a loyal team

Fraudulent royalties kept by dynasties that usually fall

Falter with blind arrogance that’s why the kids go in circles on the carousel

It ain’t hard to tell what’s real and what fantasy is

Sleep in the pantry, only GOD can grant me weakness

The feature presentation is presented to honorable creatures

Never sleep on a giant even if the giant’s eyes are closed

Visualize everything because the truth always shows up in the end

Abnormal

Today is compromised, but tomorrow is still up for grabs

I was concocted in a lab, but that’s what I call dad

A test tube in advance, follow the program

I’m dancing with your girl to some slow jams

I make money, the cause of the downfall

Life is beautiful why frown for?

A savage in disguise, die for my blood

I stay to myself, don’t attend clubs

A great writer in the hole of this hell

Every single pain I have felt

God forgives the noble minded

Every single day I’m reminded that there’s a greater power

In these tears I will shower 

Communication

Communication is overrated yet essential

Networking has its great potential

The bigger the shift the bigger the earning

Once you have it figured out its easy learning

Been around millions, been around nickels

I learned to have my mind launch missiles

Missiles of no death, missiles of deep breath

No man left behind, if he dies then you also meet your death

Brothers in arms, brothers in spirit

My brothers are never left out, have full clearance 

New Life

Master various crafts

Food for thought, regurgitate outside the box

Stay awake for the sake of a longer clock

Awake by choice or due to the incessant noise?

The noise of the pineal gland has the brain operating on steroids

Combination of a Jedi and Sith have the abilities of both

I’m as transparent as I allow sometimes wear a cloak

When provoked can induce a state of rage

Innocence taken away with stray grenades

Manmade weapons kill without excuses

Human beings being executed without refusal

Life is a beauty why take from the neglected

Wish there was a shield that protected the norm

Wish life could ignore

Ignore the atrocities, why the animosity?

Love life, love thy neighbor as long as thy neighbor is against atrophy 

“VIGILANT”

AS THE DAYS GAIN TRACTION I’M READY TO ATTAIN SATISFACTION

WILL REFRAIN FROM DISTRACTIONS, I FEEL THE RETURNING PASSION

THE CLASH OF THE TITANS WAS WORTH EVERY PENNY

THE LESSONS ARE PLENTY REGARDLESS OF WHAT’S TRENDING

WON’T FOLLOW THE PACK MUST BECOME ALPHA

LIFE’S A NUMBERS GAME I ANALYZE FRACTIONS

IT’S A TOUGH MISSION THAT I WILL NOT ABORT

EVEN IF OUTNUMBERED MUST HOLD DOWN THE FORT

CAN’T BE A CYNIC EVEN IN TOUGH TIMES

TIME STOPS FOR NO ONE YET REMAIN IN MY PRIME

A VAMPIRE THAT SLEEPS ON OCCASION THE EYES ARE BLOODSHOT

AND IF THE EYES  BECOME AWARE THAT’S ENOUGH TO FLOOD BLOCKS 

LOOKING TO FIND THE ANSWERS

I CONQUER THE DEMONS THAT FREQUENT THE MIND

YET I’M LOST AND IN SEARCH OF THE LIGHT AS I’M BLIND

RELINQUISH MY POWERS TO THAT I KNOW NOW

THE ECHOES IN MY HEAD ARE CONSTANT AND SO LOUD

SOMETIMES THEY ARE HAPPY, BUT SOMEHOW THEY ARE BRIEF

I SIT IN DISBELIEF AS I’M SINKING IN A POOL OF GRIEF

WHEN WILL THE PAIN END MY DEAR OLD FRIEND?

I SMILE FOR AWHILE,  BUT I CAN NO LONGER PRETEND

I ASK FOR FORGIVENESS, I ASK FOR INNER PEACE

I’M STUCK IN THE ICE AS I MISS EVERY WINTER FEAST

I SEACH FOR THE ANSWERS, I PRAY THEY COME SOON

ALL I SEE IS DARKNESS, MY SOUL IS CONSUMED

Life as it comes

A warrior? Never backs down even against the grain

Self destruction just to see if he can feel any pain

The numbness consumes the idle mind

But the warrior sees the light amidst the rain

A saint? Never came across one that wasn’t false

The blood in the veins boils from life’s withdrawals

A cure is inevitable and that has happened to the righteous

Because when that antidote is found it’s extremely priceless

A nobleman? That I have acknowledged even through the flaws

Because no matter the predicament I live based on GOD’s laws

Happiness? Is what you can make it

Because everyone has the power to say they have created