Nigerian Terror Alert

As 2009 comes to a close some lost child makes us all look bad! Hopefully he won't be remembered for more than 15 minutes but these words may.....

Too Cold

T.C.’s theme what does it mean Too Cold
True gold glistening listen in and you’ll know
The truth’s told when I flow I drop jewels like a charm
Not to do harm but a bright black man cannot be disarmed
I’m explosive like grenades and more deadly than raids
On you cockroaches who are hot bogus I’m worse than aids
My rhymes are sicker than the disease known to leave
The ignorant displeased like weave woven tight braids
On nappy roots I make the happy mute I am the truth
In these last days nothing is good all have fallen short
I’m not God just an officer in his court here to retort
Words given to the herd of brethren meant for Heaven
I administer death lessons the last breath blessings
And final resting place for those rushing fate
It’s safe to wait and not be bait to the devourer
Bodies become Too Cold and lose souls at the final hour



Man Child

I can’t really explain it my soul is tainted
What I been through as a man most would’ve fainted
Yet I maintained it my hard drive totaled cars
Crash, burn, and smoke and came out with no scars
Bright as the stars but I don’t try to shine
The way others use it you wouldn’t know it was mine
Sharing is fine but men must use their spine
And stand for themselves too many getting behind
Caught in the lime of others thinking backwards
A leader stands out the followers are cowards
Living for the hour dead in a week
Talking nonsense the intelligent don’t speak
Withstand the heat, cold, rain, or snow
Without the gold or flashy clothes I glow
I grow as I sow what I will reap tomorrow
You pretend to be happy I remain in sorrow
All that I know is reality and spirituality
Call me the man against society in anxiety
What else can I be when I was a man as a child
I’m really crying so don’t smile back when I smile

excerpts from Deeper Than Rhymes/ Art, Love, and Poetry available at Amazon and Barnes&Noble online


Happy New Year!

exsquisitely explicit

In light of the Tiger Wood's fiasco and David Letterman's recent debacle I unveil to the world my inner sex animal enjoy!

Sex Beast

I'm a beast in the sheets Ladies keep on repeat
And I don't have to eat to make her knees feel weak
Each stroke is deep in different positions
Once I get started there's no time for quitting
I'm hitting it hard making the bed rock
And her legs lock around me though she said stop
Giving her hickies on her neck, shoulders, and breasts
Whether quickies or with foreplay I love wet sex
And she's not vexed when I bite to entice
Because pain is pleasure and I know what she likes
That tingle in her spine makes her lose her mind
Now her heart is mine and I get it every time
Multiple orgasms back and leg spasms
Clinging to me tightly she wants to do it nightly
So I rightly smash that ass like the Hulk
Until she can't talk and has to be re-taught how to walk
In high heels or sneakers I'm digging all her features
No panties, no braw, just raw things that a freak does

Every Woman’s Mate

I'm bad to the bone a loner meant to be alone
Because the ideas in my dome are of making all women my own
Though I'm grown and there's a special someone in my life
She doesn't come to mind when I get kinky at night
Past delights and missed hits make me reminisce
All the times I kissed titts or felt on a clit
That wasn't hers different purrs of a cat's meow
Turn me on let's get it on tonight everyone growl
In a freaky fight amidst a world of women
Fighting for my attention and a sensation I'm always willing
To give can't we all live accepting life for what it is
Love driven a passion prison where ignorance is bliss
Because true freedom is an illusion God knows and controls
All souls are in His hold even those that oppose
So let go of all inhibitions express all your feelings
Don't let your emotions get the best of you we're all human beings
Made to make mistakes open up and accept fate
Come to my place and share my space let's all mate!

Exquisitely Explicit

Since 19 my life has been freaky frightening
All the women I have been with without fighting
Were mostly older and some single mothers
Sodomized and their kids traumatized
By the sounds we were making in the bedroom shaking
There was no faking in our relating
From Irish to Latina, Italian or Russian
Black or white I had many good nights
Despite the kids getting mad looking for a dad
They loved Mr. T.C. because he made mommy glad
Man I was bad but no regrets looking back
Women need good loving and that’s a natural fact
Some in hotels, apartments, or trailers
I had do-gooders cursing like sailors
Crying out what you wouldn’t believe
A tarot card reader told me I was a king
Pleasure provider fire igniter
Soul satisfier from the words I would write her
All night her insides yearned for my sperm
But I kept it wrapped up turn after turn
To hell I should burn for all the sins I’ve committed
Exquisitely explicit Heaven knows why I did it

ALL OF THESE AND MORE CAN BE FOUND IN MY BOOK: DEEPER THAN RHYMES/ ART, LOVE, AND POETRY (AVAILABLE AT AMAZON AND BARNES&NOBLE ONLINE) ORDER NOW!!!

die kingdom come

I just returned from a wake and feel inspired to post some poetry about death and war....these relevant pieces along with the artwork can be found in my book Deeper Than Rhymes so order now!
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War

War is on the horizon Warriors will be fighting
But for what? Just don’t give up in battle when we fight them
The courageous were never in majority
Neither are many beautiful women in purity
That leaves me in obscurity the Nation’s security
Called to fight for a beautiful world turned ugly
I don’t really care because life isn’t fair
I’ve been looking forward to it I am glad the end is near
I can’t wait to shed blood instead of shedding tears
I’m not scared I live in overcoming fears
I pray but who hears? I’d rather talk in person
With my Creator and die from rounds dispersing
So Death should be celebrated not mourned
Soon suicide will become a society norm
Look outside in the summertime and see live porn
Young girls hardly teenagers with barely clothes on
God’s world has gone wrong so let’s kill each other
It’s ironic that in dying we heal each other
And reach the other side a new and better life
Life’s questions are answered in death’s insight
So go towards the light and leave the darkness of the earth
The darkness you were born into and trapped in since birth
Drink and quench your thirst bleed until it hurts
No more a soul grown sore the last day is the first
Of a new beginning such a happy ending
In ending itself be joyous because death is pending



KINGDOM COME

I have been through the fire without getting burned
I think if I walked on water my mind wouldn't sink
On the brink of breaking down the soul always rises
Never give up or press your luck life is full of surprises
Disguises don't deceive me I see a better way
Of making things work out for the good despite the bad today
We pray Our Father hoping for a bright future
But it is the love of our Mothers for tomorrow that nurtures
God's children and brings them out of harsh living
More gifts are given than received never cease forgiving
Us please believe and achieve
Greatness only comes from sacrificial deeds
The heart bleeds for affection passionate imperfection
A lesson hard to learn from the place of no return
Heaven brethren let us bring it on earth
And stop these senseless deaths it is time for rebirth
Wars hurt Love cures Hate only Peace will endure
Nobody has to be poor even though poverty is pure
Because that's what the Kingdom was made for
The innocent people at the bottom, the lowly down trodden
Ones who are meek not those who seek fame in vainglory
Righteousness will prevail even in Hell God is praiseworthy
Everyday early His blessings are new they renew
The spirit of those who share it strengthened enough to bear it
For no merit or reward all good things come from the Lord
So only rely on His word and Love all in one accord
Then the World will change before your very eye
In order to fly and touch the sky first to yourself die