Ey yo, at the tabernacle, I come to pray,
for those souls who know not how they behave,
here's a poem for those just to have ma say,
N-ST and Poetry, the unseparable pair,
coz it's a genetic thing, and I'm the heir,
inheritin' poetic skills to win every fray,
world's most feared predator becomes ma prey,
ma talent, ma knowledge..gettin better day-by-day,
so, ya cant refuse it, ma music is the sweetest thing to bear,
make sure ya remember what I am, stop soundin insane,
yo efforts to understand me just go in vain,
that's because I aint one of those to behave lame,
this aint a diss, just explainin it ma way; sorry..I dont tame!
I neva forget to take the crown, here's ma claim,
so, would be kool if ya just hand it over to the mayne,
this one hits everyone livin in some stupid illusion,
they still want it cleared? no name-verse collision,
can write 100 verses of absolute erosion,
yeah, just to diss them; but aint got no time to waste,
am the cream of the crop, but neva try to taste,
coz poison allures souls, and bodies take it in haste,
of course, they get to know about it at a later stage,
so, ya better accept ma poetic bondage,
before the poet gets yo brain involved in a wreckage,
don't expect the savior to do the salvage,
coz it's the Lord who wants me to do the damage,
a fight with me, ya get no one even to pay homage,
haha..this is what I call lyrical thrill, am the poetic sage,
austerity maintained from page to page,
if ya've got wars to wage, think twice before ya come into ma cage,
yo, this poem is to all of 'em who wanna understand N,
so, here's yo chance to get the perfect advantage.
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Advice to the Apprentice
Ey yo, hater players marchin on the frame,
even before the start of the game,
actin like they've got automatic affinity,
but all they've got is plenty enmity,
can name any active negative quality,
envy, jealousy - no fake terminology,
ya know I rep 100% reality,
the cinematic way they act to do,
do they think I'm a fool?
they better remember ma name, N-SubstiTool,
N for life, get promised a big bang slice,
I see no mouth-gapes coz it aint no surprise,
now, let the apprentice get a piece of advice,
with age, the number of enemies gets on the rise,
dont blame later, info's gettin apprised,
let yo ears pay attention, get a piece of advice,
from the man who knows the number on dice,
that makes yo game easier, aint it kool and wise?
coz the ultimate target's gon be the prize,
ya can steal it or pay huge grand price,
choice is yos, be lame or get wise,
in the mean time, lemme advertise,
dont be off-mood, get high,
and see how the sky flies!
but dont turn to coke after every choke,
analyse where & how ya've been poked,
but dont do the 'why' coz the reason is known,
ya livin in a hate-world,
a foe turns friend and a friend turns foe,
lovin to the core becomes hatin to the core,
this is the truth, from coast to coast, shore to shore,
100% reality implies what I spit is fo'sho,
so, better dont assume affinity with no soul,
coz who turns who, I bet ya dont know,
a piece of advice from the soul ya know,
dont start the hate game, get thorough,
dont fall for fakin smiles - a grave-type furrow,
hater players start pushin ya down in yo own ghetto,
if ya pulled into it, avoid it with yo love,
but, if ya still forced, then it's time for a shove,
time to kick their ass, and come above,
above the rest; now, take a bow,
forget the past, and start showerin love like a dove.
even before the start of the game,
actin like they've got automatic affinity,
but all they've got is plenty enmity,
can name any active negative quality,
envy, jealousy - no fake terminology,
ya know I rep 100% reality,
the cinematic way they act to do,
do they think I'm a fool?
they better remember ma name, N-SubstiTool,
N for life, get promised a big bang slice,
I see no mouth-gapes coz it aint no surprise,
now, let the apprentice get a piece of advice,
with age, the number of enemies gets on the rise,
dont blame later, info's gettin apprised,
let yo ears pay attention, get a piece of advice,
from the man who knows the number on dice,
that makes yo game easier, aint it kool and wise?
coz the ultimate target's gon be the prize,
ya can steal it or pay huge grand price,
choice is yos, be lame or get wise,
in the mean time, lemme advertise,
dont be off-mood, get high,
and see how the sky flies!
but dont turn to coke after every choke,
analyse where & how ya've been poked,
but dont do the 'why' coz the reason is known,
ya livin in a hate-world,
a foe turns friend and a friend turns foe,
lovin to the core becomes hatin to the core,
this is the truth, from coast to coast, shore to shore,
100% reality implies what I spit is fo'sho,
so, better dont assume affinity with no soul,
coz who turns who, I bet ya dont know,
a piece of advice from the soul ya know,
dont start the hate game, get thorough,
dont fall for fakin smiles - a grave-type furrow,
hater players start pushin ya down in yo own ghetto,
if ya pulled into it, avoid it with yo love,
but, if ya still forced, then it's time for a shove,
time to kick their ass, and come above,
above the rest; now, take a bow,
forget the past, and start showerin love like a dove.
Friday, May 04, 2007
Elite-Induction
Ey yo, I'm sittin’ here facin’ the elite crew,
I know ya want me coz I'm one of the perfect few,
that aint arrogance, it's ma confidence-loop,
I'm a poisoned poet; yeah, what ya heard is true,
can't stop rhymin’ until it's enough for ya,
ma next rhyme? Yo, I neva leave a clue,
complexity gettin' accrued,
"when I spit some shyt, then that shyt's called fact",
yeah; I spit it on the face, sorry if I am bein' rude,
but gotta deal like this to bring back the good,
when I talk like this, they say I'm bein’ shrewd,
give a 'Dont care', coz ma soul reps N-SubstiTool,
who told ya the poison's gon be sweet, fool?
it smells that way just to give an allure,
when ya take it in, reality blows up real soon,
hesitate to take, I'ma feed ya with a golden spoon,
got enough poison in stock for an elite-induction,
aint talkin’ about the dough or status groups' operation,
shout out to the groups that rep soul, the realest,
coz I see some dawgz in the pursuit of a lick-zest,
I always wondered why the number of lickerz aint less,
coz there are people who want it to be licked, nobody regrets,
it's a matter of regret, all I wanna see is some progress,
good take on the bad, let's begin a game of chess,
situation - real life, get yoself a bullet-proof vest,
mission - get the souls to the Almighty's nest,
it's where the evil fears to make a mess,
nothing's a fruitcake, even the stay at the nest,
ya just gotta learn how to pass the God's test,
gotta face the situations when ya failure-obsessed,
but gotta believe, in the next stage lies the success,
"yeah, that's the way it is", say the best of the best,
and, when I say it, ya better believe and get blessed,
already informed, got black poison in excess,
will start teaching how to deal with the evil-pest,
resumin' what had been taught by Bhagath and Malcom X,
let the individual interests be laid to rest,
revolution, in total form, for the helpless,
revolution aint about modification,
coz modification leads to the next level of frustration,
overturn the system without any affection,
if it demands blood, then shed some,
result - souls done with the elite-induction...God bless ya, son.
I know ya want me coz I'm one of the perfect few,
that aint arrogance, it's ma confidence-loop,
I'm a poisoned poet; yeah, what ya heard is true,
can't stop rhymin’ until it's enough for ya,
ma next rhyme? Yo, I neva leave a clue,
complexity gettin' accrued,
"when I spit some shyt, then that shyt's called fact",
yeah; I spit it on the face, sorry if I am bein' rude,
but gotta deal like this to bring back the good,
when I talk like this, they say I'm bein’ shrewd,
give a 'Dont care', coz ma soul reps N-SubstiTool,
who told ya the poison's gon be sweet, fool?
it smells that way just to give an allure,
when ya take it in, reality blows up real soon,
hesitate to take, I'ma feed ya with a golden spoon,
got enough poison in stock for an elite-induction,
aint talkin’ about the dough or status groups' operation,
shout out to the groups that rep soul, the realest,
coz I see some dawgz in the pursuit of a lick-zest,
I always wondered why the number of lickerz aint less,
coz there are people who want it to be licked, nobody regrets,
it's a matter of regret, all I wanna see is some progress,
good take on the bad, let's begin a game of chess,
situation - real life, get yoself a bullet-proof vest,
mission - get the souls to the Almighty's nest,
it's where the evil fears to make a mess,
nothing's a fruitcake, even the stay at the nest,
ya just gotta learn how to pass the God's test,
gotta face the situations when ya failure-obsessed,
but gotta believe, in the next stage lies the success,
"yeah, that's the way it is", say the best of the best,
and, when I say it, ya better believe and get blessed,
already informed, got black poison in excess,
will start teaching how to deal with the evil-pest,
resumin' what had been taught by Bhagath and Malcom X,
let the individual interests be laid to rest,
revolution, in total form, for the helpless,
revolution aint about modification,
coz modification leads to the next level of frustration,
overturn the system without any affection,
if it demands blood, then shed some,
result - souls done with the elite-induction...God bless ya, son.
Sunday, April 08, 2007
The Dump
Yo girl, it's like wakin' up from a dream,
better call it a nightmare cuz in it you made me scream,
I thought we two made up a pretty good team,
but now I just hit the reality scene,
the scene where I find ma soul to be lonely,
loneliness cuz you dumped me, screwed me,
don't know whether this feeling would set me free,
you left me with tears enough to build up a sea,
I thought we'd become the perfect 'he & she',
but you spoiled everything, makin' me feel freaky,
ma inner conscience callin' out, "Yo, wadup N-ST?",
I just reply to him, "Ma lovely angel fooled me",
I was caught up in a lovely seduced swirl,
just recognized I was given a twirl,
with a pace that made ma heart suffer, lack of lull,
now, it's ma mind's turn, here's ma banged up skull,
cuz too much of pressure will make anything and everything dull,
your status in ma heart was that of a precious pearl,
couldn't recognize that those were stories in the makin,
never thought you would be fakin,
horror-struck, heart shakin', am watchin ma tears shapin,
thought you were ma angel and told guys to back-off,
but I'm sittin' here - writin' this poem, backed-off,
a few moments ago you left me with a last laugh,
'I love you' is what I wanted to say,
but maybe the Lord saved me before the start of the play,
and I thank him cuz I didn't become one of the prey,
cuz it's already like I'm caught up in a heart-mind fray,
just wanna come out of it cuz life gives me a new day,
and I hope one day every thing is gonna be fuckin' fair.
Hook:
I know you dumped me,
but tell me why you did it to me.
better call it a nightmare cuz in it you made me scream,
I thought we two made up a pretty good team,
but now I just hit the reality scene,
the scene where I find ma soul to be lonely,
loneliness cuz you dumped me, screwed me,
don't know whether this feeling would set me free,
you left me with tears enough to build up a sea,
I thought we'd become the perfect 'he & she',
but you spoiled everything, makin' me feel freaky,
ma inner conscience callin' out, "Yo, wadup N-ST?",
I just reply to him, "Ma lovely angel fooled me",
I was caught up in a lovely seduced swirl,
just recognized I was given a twirl,
with a pace that made ma heart suffer, lack of lull,
now, it's ma mind's turn, here's ma banged up skull,
cuz too much of pressure will make anything and everything dull,
your status in ma heart was that of a precious pearl,
couldn't recognize that those were stories in the makin,
never thought you would be fakin,
horror-struck, heart shakin', am watchin ma tears shapin,
thought you were ma angel and told guys to back-off,
but I'm sittin' here - writin' this poem, backed-off,
a few moments ago you left me with a last laugh,
'I love you' is what I wanted to say,
but maybe the Lord saved me before the start of the play,
and I thank him cuz I didn't become one of the prey,
cuz it's already like I'm caught up in a heart-mind fray,
just wanna come out of it cuz life gives me a new day,
and I hope one day every thing is gonna be fuckin' fair.
Hook:
I know you dumped me,
but tell me why you did it to me.
Thoughts for The Rise
Yo, everyone's gettin' to the front,
me left here to face the affront,
life became blunt, and I was given this shunt,
gettin' cared by none, I decide to run,
but, I just limp down the road to success,
left behind in a state of distress,
accolades given, they deserve it for the stress,
y'all hail the best, and just fuck the rest,
they are the most sought-after now,
I am made to give 'em a quick bow,
see the way the life changes, yeah, how?
can't understand it, me with defeat in tow,
everytime I start to rip, I'm left out with a shove,
wait, what to do now? I aint worryin' about love,
just got sick thinkin' about the crown,
fear that I turn into a clown,
and datz the reason for this frown,
ma thoughts get unbound,
destination not yet found,
eyes get filled with fear when I see around,
with all these dawgz flyin' away, me still on the ground,
patiently waitin' for ma day without a single sound,
yeah....just gettin some optimism into ma brain,
gotta kick this shytt, otherwise, I'ma be lame,
gotta hide this pain, and drive along the life-lane,
and reach there before they start callin' me 'insane'....
Hook:
"Ya a loser", this is what they've gotta say,
"Yo, lemme booze it", this is what I've gotta say,
Yeah, lemme booze it and choose ya without any truce
time to hit ya coz I finished the 1s & 2s,
the city lights spark with the street emcee's fuse,
now, no more warning, time to deploy some troopz.
Yo, God sent me here to entertain y'all,
but these muthafuckaz just wanna see me fall,
they aint knowin'; It's ma turn coz I've got the ball,
got less time, but I need to win this battle for me and y'all,
to shut their mouthz coz I dont wanna see them tattlin' tall,
need some love but all they know to do is to abhor,
this is the way I spit directly, can't help if ya get appalled,
am reticent by nature, but brought to a situation called war,
made them listen to ma call after a raw vodka-shot,
some thought I was babblin',
some took it as a philosophy-shout,
but it was the real shytt inside me waitin to pop-out,
ya may begrudge or ya just may accord,
this's what I'm and this's what I'll be, either intact or torn,
by the grace of the Lord, will shun your attempts to get me gone,
and a time comes when I rise high,
to kick those haterz as far as to the sky,
so that they get outta the vicinity of ma eye,
and gimme some time to check into ma own plight,
so that I can live ma life in peace-white,
now, let this fire of desire fuel ma rise...
me left here to face the affront,
life became blunt, and I was given this shunt,
gettin' cared by none, I decide to run,
but, I just limp down the road to success,
left behind in a state of distress,
accolades given, they deserve it for the stress,
y'all hail the best, and just fuck the rest,
they are the most sought-after now,
I am made to give 'em a quick bow,
see the way the life changes, yeah, how?
can't understand it, me with defeat in tow,
everytime I start to rip, I'm left out with a shove,
wait, what to do now? I aint worryin' about love,
just got sick thinkin' about the crown,
fear that I turn into a clown,
and datz the reason for this frown,
ma thoughts get unbound,
destination not yet found,
eyes get filled with fear when I see around,
with all these dawgz flyin' away, me still on the ground,
patiently waitin' for ma day without a single sound,
yeah....just gettin some optimism into ma brain,
gotta kick this shytt, otherwise, I'ma be lame,
gotta hide this pain, and drive along the life-lane,
and reach there before they start callin' me 'insane'....
Hook:
"Ya a loser", this is what they've gotta say,
"Yo, lemme booze it", this is what I've gotta say,
Yeah, lemme booze it and choose ya without any truce
time to hit ya coz I finished the 1s & 2s,
the city lights spark with the street emcee's fuse,
now, no more warning, time to deploy some troopz.
Yo, God sent me here to entertain y'all,
but these muthafuckaz just wanna see me fall,
they aint knowin'; It's ma turn coz I've got the ball,
got less time, but I need to win this battle for me and y'all,
to shut their mouthz coz I dont wanna see them tattlin' tall,
need some love but all they know to do is to abhor,
this is the way I spit directly, can't help if ya get appalled,
am reticent by nature, but brought to a situation called war,
made them listen to ma call after a raw vodka-shot,
some thought I was babblin',
some took it as a philosophy-shout,
but it was the real shytt inside me waitin to pop-out,
ya may begrudge or ya just may accord,
this's what I'm and this's what I'll be, either intact or torn,
by the grace of the Lord, will shun your attempts to get me gone,
and a time comes when I rise high,
to kick those haterz as far as to the sky,
so that they get outta the vicinity of ma eye,
and gimme some time to check into ma own plight,
so that I can live ma life in peace-white,
now, let this fire of desire fuel ma rise...
Always there for ya, girl
Yo, she has got a beautiful smile, unknown to me, why?
love her natural style, but I see her goin' out with another guy,
she says "I love ya guy", but I know that's just a lie,
reason more than enough for me to cry,
to avoid this shyt, will I need to fly,
far away to the world on the other side?
got strength to face a strong tide,
but got none for her lie to abide,
ma soul involved in a big fight,
now, she wants her relation tight,
but that guy wont oblige,
God, why did ya create me, to admire the choc. without a bite?
dont worry, I aint becomin' a homicide,
ya know that I say and stay bonafide,
so, girl, just dont get ma love classified,
for ya, I got ma anger pacified,
towards that guy who doesnt give a fuck even if ya cry,
coz he has got many other girls on his side,
which makes me get his thang on fire,
never forget me girl, me always ready to give ya a five,
understand me and ma love...biddin' ya a Goodbye.
love her natural style, but I see her goin' out with another guy,
she says "I love ya guy", but I know that's just a lie,
reason more than enough for me to cry,
to avoid this shyt, will I need to fly,
far away to the world on the other side?
got strength to face a strong tide,
but got none for her lie to abide,
ma soul involved in a big fight,
now, she wants her relation tight,
but that guy wont oblige,
God, why did ya create me, to admire the choc. without a bite?
dont worry, I aint becomin' a homicide,
ya know that I say and stay bonafide,
so, girl, just dont get ma love classified,
for ya, I got ma anger pacified,
towards that guy who doesnt give a fuck even if ya cry,
coz he has got many other girls on his side,
which makes me get his thang on fire,
never forget me girl, me always ready to give ya a five,
understand me and ma love...biddin' ya a Goodbye.
Story Told
Yo, ya claim to be ma friend,
but the thangz I do dont get into yo brain,
it took me a lot to explain,
but I find everythang's in vain,
and that's coz ya got something called E-G-O,
that resists every enlightenin' glow,
external to the body, internal to the soul,
that can turn a friend into a foe,
can land up with a huge blow, fo'sho,
ya be praisin me all the time in fronta me,
the moment I turn around, ya start backstabbin' me,
coz ya think ya superior to me,
in the terms of intelligence and loadza money,
yo, lemme tell ya somethang for free,
same intelligence given to all by G-O-D,
hot lava accumulatin' inside ma soul,
time has come for the eruption of this volcano,
when I do it, ya'll recognize ma tone,
not only ya, it's gonna be this whole world,
coz they gonna be 'N-ST prone' to ma magical flow,
rippin to the core, what I spit is fo'sho,
will not leave a record unbroke,
it's as easy as to take a toke,
I'ma poke ya without a choke,
I copyright these rhymez, coz they are 'N-ST-spoke',
have no second thoughtz,
otherwise, I'ma make ya smoke heavy coke till ya croak,
N-ST with a mic is dangerous than knight with a sword,
yeah, this is a story that would be told,
generations come & generations go,
but the story's gonna remain ultra-cold,
relations get based on this foundation, friend or foe,
ma shyt gets pirated or it gets sold,
I dont care coz I want ya to know what I hold.
but the thangz I do dont get into yo brain,
it took me a lot to explain,
but I find everythang's in vain,
and that's coz ya got something called E-G-O,
that resists every enlightenin' glow,
external to the body, internal to the soul,
that can turn a friend into a foe,
can land up with a huge blow, fo'sho,
ya be praisin me all the time in fronta me,
the moment I turn around, ya start backstabbin' me,
coz ya think ya superior to me,
in the terms of intelligence and loadza money,
yo, lemme tell ya somethang for free,
same intelligence given to all by G-O-D,
hot lava accumulatin' inside ma soul,
time has come for the eruption of this volcano,
when I do it, ya'll recognize ma tone,
not only ya, it's gonna be this whole world,
coz they gonna be 'N-ST prone' to ma magical flow,
rippin to the core, what I spit is fo'sho,
will not leave a record unbroke,
it's as easy as to take a toke,
I'ma poke ya without a choke,
I copyright these rhymez, coz they are 'N-ST-spoke',
have no second thoughtz,
otherwise, I'ma make ya smoke heavy coke till ya croak,
N-ST with a mic is dangerous than knight with a sword,
yeah, this is a story that would be told,
generations come & generations go,
but the story's gonna remain ultra-cold,
relations get based on this foundation, friend or foe,
ma shyt gets pirated or it gets sold,
I dont care coz I want ya to know what I hold.
Bhagath
Yo, born on September 27, 1907,
in a country that descended straight from heaven,
at that time, bein' ruled by those who were craven
from the moment they came till they left us clean-shaven,
now, let's get back to our Hero, born out-spoken,
grew up to be the man who allowed the rope to tighten,
yeah, tightened to neck for his nation to get freed,
but those muthafuckaz didn't stop the killin'-spree,
case was the same when he was a child, thangz he shouldn't have seen,
yeah, the enemy empire was on a killin'-spree,
as a child he adopted non-violence, Gandhi's methodology,
but he gave it up in silence on seein' his people gettin killed mercilessly,
losin' their respect at the hands of the powerful enemy,
seein' the number of families decreasin' drastically,
he took to violence, was ready to face the enemy's mighty military,
dreamed about settin' this nation free from that monarchy,
yeah, monarchy that reflected the perfect tyranny,
he raised the word I-N-Q-U-I-L-A-B,
formed H.S.R.A., rise of the revolution, finally,
love for his motherland got him into penitentiary,
for fellow Indians, went to fast for a better jail facility,
the decision that he took wasn't that easy,
coz the number of dayz he went on was 63,
then came 1931's March 23,
to take the entire nation to a state-of-melancholy,
he let the death rein over his body,
but the soul was alive listenin' to the nation's elegy,
yeah, still alive for reincarnation, still searchin' for a body.
the name's Bhagath Singh,
it's upto ya to stand up and sing, (for the sake of the nation),
the song of praise for the person who left his kith and kin, (for the sake of the nation),
now, start givin' him respect coz he chose death to win, (for the sake of the nation),
ya ain't gonna do it? Consider yoself doin' a big sin.
R.I.P. Bhagath...
Dedicated to all the real freedom fighterz and Veer-Amar Jawanz...
- N-SubstiTool
in a country that descended straight from heaven,
at that time, bein' ruled by those who were craven
from the moment they came till they left us clean-shaven,
now, let's get back to our Hero, born out-spoken,
grew up to be the man who allowed the rope to tighten,
yeah, tightened to neck for his nation to get freed,
but those muthafuckaz didn't stop the killin'-spree,
case was the same when he was a child, thangz he shouldn't have seen,
yeah, the enemy empire was on a killin'-spree,
as a child he adopted non-violence, Gandhi's methodology,
but he gave it up in silence on seein' his people gettin killed mercilessly,
losin' their respect at the hands of the powerful enemy,
seein' the number of families decreasin' drastically,
he took to violence, was ready to face the enemy's mighty military,
dreamed about settin' this nation free from that monarchy,
yeah, monarchy that reflected the perfect tyranny,
he raised the word I-N-Q-U-I-L-A-B,
formed H.S.R.A., rise of the revolution, finally,
love for his motherland got him into penitentiary,
for fellow Indians, went to fast for a better jail facility,
the decision that he took wasn't that easy,
coz the number of dayz he went on was 63,
then came 1931's March 23,
to take the entire nation to a state-of-melancholy,
he let the death rein over his body,
but the soul was alive listenin' to the nation's elegy,
yeah, still alive for reincarnation, still searchin' for a body.
the name's Bhagath Singh,
it's upto ya to stand up and sing, (for the sake of the nation),
the song of praise for the person who left his kith and kin, (for the sake of the nation),
now, start givin' him respect coz he chose death to win, (for the sake of the nation),
ya ain't gonna do it? Consider yoself doin' a big sin.
R.I.P. Bhagath...
Dedicated to all the real freedom fighterz and Veer-Amar Jawanz...
- N-SubstiTool
Girls Wanna Show, Boys Wanna See
Girls wanna show, Boys wanna see,
undoubtedly, the undisputable policy,
they want it blown, this aint a fallacy,
it's true with every girl, want some clarity?
Alice to Zeenath, yo, A to the Z,
even the orthodox wanna experience some ecstacy,
'em girls be the source of a boy's fantasy,
complex verses not made fo yo mind, 'G'!
G aint for gangsta, it's for those spots & strings,
boys' adrenaline raised to kick some rings,
girls' automatic kicks make most of these,
worst of the worst in this case is a cringe,
coz nobody wants to miss a P-P fringe,
smooth sounds, back & forth, make a hinge,
wear a glove coz the country is population-rich,
but what if the girl shows it on the spot,
and, the boy wants to give it a shot?!
oh shyt, unexpected part of the plot,
conscience said, "dont miss the heaven-to-be-sought",
two souls guided the bodies to a parking lot,
gave it a shot after shot, until the blood clot,
it was chillin winter, but the bodies were hot,
lyrics explicit, but it's the truth, what?
above verse to those who dont wanna be taught,
coz they act like they dont wanna be in a tort,
ask 'em something, they dont retort,
N calls them a many-a-retard,
they just waitin for the right partner to take the torch,
high on alcohol, mind filled with scotch,
bodies needin an erotic scorch,
the truth is all about bein a bedroom-tarzan,
every pair is like that, prolly, 11 outta dozen,
"N, ya harsh", coz I'm one of the poets with Poison.
undoubtedly, the undisputable policy,
they want it blown, this aint a fallacy,
it's true with every girl, want some clarity?
Alice to Zeenath, yo, A to the Z,
even the orthodox wanna experience some ecstacy,
'em girls be the source of a boy's fantasy,
complex verses not made fo yo mind, 'G'!
G aint for gangsta, it's for those spots & strings,
boys' adrenaline raised to kick some rings,
girls' automatic kicks make most of these,
worst of the worst in this case is a cringe,
coz nobody wants to miss a P-P fringe,
smooth sounds, back & forth, make a hinge,
wear a glove coz the country is population-rich,
but what if the girl shows it on the spot,
and, the boy wants to give it a shot?!
oh shyt, unexpected part of the plot,
conscience said, "dont miss the heaven-to-be-sought",
two souls guided the bodies to a parking lot,
gave it a shot after shot, until the blood clot,
it was chillin winter, but the bodies were hot,
lyrics explicit, but it's the truth, what?
above verse to those who dont wanna be taught,
coz they act like they dont wanna be in a tort,
ask 'em something, they dont retort,
N calls them a many-a-retard,
they just waitin for the right partner to take the torch,
high on alcohol, mind filled with scotch,
bodies needin an erotic scorch,
the truth is all about bein a bedroom-tarzan,
every pair is like that, prolly, 11 outta dozen,
"N, ya harsh", coz I'm one of the poets with Poison.
Girl, I Love You
Girl, I keep thinkin' about ya like yo care-taker,
wanna be witcha every moment, aint a faker,
wanna talk to ya all thru the day, so I think about hollerin at ya,
ask ya out for a dinner, wanna be yo body-shaker,
but I turn down all those ideas coz I feel ya aint interested in me,
that thought makes me feel like I'm lost in a tsunami,
was just about to hold yo hand, but pulled apart by the power of sea,
with this pen in ma hand, I'm just tryin to sketch
yo beauty and the scintillatin' innocence,
with ya I can expect a heaven-fetch,
am in the middle of a desert, ya the oasis for ma thirst-quench,
It's been about six years since I saw yo face,
but ma crush-on-ya is on the rise with an untraceable pace,
I'ma win this fo'shizzle if this is gotta be a race,
coz I bet other dawgz are just hangin' around for a taste,
but to me, it's yo soul that I wanna win, am in haste,
coz I don't wanna lose ya and it's simply coz I love ya,
lemme tell ya, this aint a one-night trailer,
coz the first time I saw ya,
mind went crazy, wanted to be yo playa,
but found maself to be a competitor,
coz there were many dawgz around to love ya,
I dont know whether I would give this poem to ya,
coz ya aint givin me a chance to speak ma heart out witcha,
ya try to avoid me wheneva I holla at ya,
ya think that I'm just a stupid pranksta,
ya better be ma soul-watcher, get a love-calculator,
Calculation is done, Infinity is the answer.
Hook:
I know that I love ya,
How to let ya know that I love ya?
wanna be witcha every moment, aint a faker,
wanna talk to ya all thru the day, so I think about hollerin at ya,
ask ya out for a dinner, wanna be yo body-shaker,
but I turn down all those ideas coz I feel ya aint interested in me,
that thought makes me feel like I'm lost in a tsunami,
was just about to hold yo hand, but pulled apart by the power of sea,
with this pen in ma hand, I'm just tryin to sketch
yo beauty and the scintillatin' innocence,
with ya I can expect a heaven-fetch,
am in the middle of a desert, ya the oasis for ma thirst-quench,
It's been about six years since I saw yo face,
but ma crush-on-ya is on the rise with an untraceable pace,
I'ma win this fo'shizzle if this is gotta be a race,
coz I bet other dawgz are just hangin' around for a taste,
but to me, it's yo soul that I wanna win, am in haste,
coz I don't wanna lose ya and it's simply coz I love ya,
lemme tell ya, this aint a one-night trailer,
coz the first time I saw ya,
mind went crazy, wanted to be yo playa,
but found maself to be a competitor,
coz there were many dawgz around to love ya,
I dont know whether I would give this poem to ya,
coz ya aint givin me a chance to speak ma heart out witcha,
ya try to avoid me wheneva I holla at ya,
ya think that I'm just a stupid pranksta,
ya better be ma soul-watcher, get a love-calculator,
Calculation is done, Infinity is the answer.
Hook:
I know that I love ya,
How to let ya know that I love ya?
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