Ak Rio

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The woman who gave me angels

When you go to heaven

Even if you hate me I don’t hate you

I know I was bad

But now I’m a dad

Can’t have my seeds running the streets with no shoes

Grind like the world owe me

The world gon see

The diamond from out the ruff

Time and time it was rough

Can’t have my kids growing up like me

Some put hate on me some damn put praise on me

Day after day

With no shame

I kept going

I looked like a hobo but my kids were glowing

If ion get paid then they don’t get no plate

Seen my way n I took it

Couldn’t do college

So I booked it

Spit that heat the from the heart I cooked em

Like drug fiends

I hooked em

Show me somebody as good

Under streets lights

I stood

I fought my way through my trials&nb...

Rebuild

Jitt too jittery

Lyrically I am menacing

literally my literacy in a league of elite

a team of me is a team of beast

undefeated in any arena ring

to put that hurt to me you must be Hercules to knock the smerk off me

Rebuild.

If our heartbeats are a ticking timebomb

Loudly mine is tic tocing

I cant even hear you and you keep talking

Its obvious youre wishy washy cause not once have you stopped and asked how are ya?

close ya jaw up

ya mouth must be dryer than the sahara

Heres a bottle of water let them lungs air up and take a moment

Rebuild.

Posted in front of this place

With no gun on waist

Just a plan on my brain

And a pair of fist if I swing you’ll get

Hit harder than a train

But violence is not what im on today

Today I rebuild

<...

Dear Conscience

Hello, im Mo

Nice to meet you

If you weren’t a voice in my head

I’d shake your hand

That’s a the proper way to greet you

But you are

A voice inside my head

Sometimes giving me some dope thoughts

Or a combination of dope words in my own thoughts

I can put on paper and illustrate my dope art

So close but so far

My conscience

I can’t feel you but I know you there

When im bout to mess up

You caution

And when there is no one to talk with me

You began talking

When my friends would no longer walk with me

I close my eyes realize you’re all I need….dear conscience

Dead Prezs

Represented by dead prez

so im walking on the block

tryna fill my pockets

i have kids to feed

so i must move along with the notion i cant be stopped

memories of rocking hand me downs

and a fake smile like damn clown

wont have the same fate for my little ones

at any cost

im a worker right now sweating on my brow tryna be the boss

so for my kids i can buy the block

Show my daughter she a princess

teach my son how a man walks and talks

Money aint everything but you need it

And you dont need not a soul but Jesus

We represented by dead prez and every day go harder than the last cause u aint dead yet

To my babies go get the dead prezs

Rambling Man(Straight fire)

Eating cantaloupes on canopies

stack green no monopoly

all my ops and obstacles

are obsolete

not the one to mess with

get jabbed

where ya necklace sits

test me

im a scholar

never quit never fail

even if i fell

I Got up with Gods help

Never had moms help

as i look around

its me and the wind i achieved lengths by myself

like im wierd to the other kids

cant get near to the other the kids

i dont the mind though

i been out of my mind bro

for what seems like a very long time now

shine down on me a like a message a from heaven

shower me with blessing

one time for the kids who are helpless

just read my letters

let em sink in

i know u be lonely on the weekends

made bad decisions cause u wanted somebody to be with

breathing ...

Only God

Back again with pad and pen

ready to run my yap again

thought i lost it

i found my pen in a hidden compartment

i need art

like to live you need ya heartbeat

life got rocky

my demons really out here trying to stop me

good intentions

in the eyes of my peers

i fail at living

the kid no one mentions

no ones missing

if i died the funeral service would be empty

Only God can jugde me

Cause only God is with me

Ammunition

Imagine having the power to change your world with your thoughts. With your imagination. With your pencil...imagine knowing every persons true intentions, loves true definition, how to use your wisdom as ammunition...

Sheep to a wolf

Cling on to whatever feels good Loving how im living now White suv what im whipping round Gray skies turnt blue A thousand blunt i burnt until Greater things became unveiled Revealed To me was truth From a sheep to a wolf I survived some tragedies The kimd that make grown men weep A teenager weak A young boy unable to speak But i am warrior Win and loss a lot of wars still ready for more My story cannot bore Cus its a story of gore And if u cant stomache horror Dont read any more I bled and scars left The cries did all but heal Anger inspires your desires to kill Just say F it all and go get you some steel Yet strong will and morals Pause ya Quick images flicker in ya head of holding ya son or ya daughter You remember you a father And you stop Knkwing if them bullets get shot a body guna drop And now ya kid mother is All they got So yiu refocus and then resurface Kowing you gotta live different with a purpose From a young boy to a teenager than ...

The Woman from my dreams

I was just chilling like a villain with Mary J When boom! Out of the blue comes you A woman of elegant display Though I'm quick and I'm witty Funny and litty Who? On the spot could think of something to say to you So I wing it Knowing this the only shot I got cause she leaving Stopped her in the park lot as she approached A beamer I said excuse miss I'd really like to meet ya She turned around like whew! You snuck up on me I didn't even see ya I go, "my apologies" I was watching you leave She said where ya car I'm the suv between the Honda and jeep I saw you and thought you're someone I've seen recently or on TV... And it occurred to me You're the woman from my dreams She said stop it I said promise She go "stop wasting my time I got somewhere else I gotta be" I say cancel She say hell no You're a nice young fellow Yet you're still just a stranger to me And I have husband Who I I'm constantly loving So to me Your silly rhymes mean nothingâ...

You

I never gave up on you Even when you doubted yourself And no one else would help ya I stuck with you like a winter sweater in cold weather during December I know you remember Bout you I was down for whatever Then you left me...Then you left us


		The Immortal Wize says: I think you're on to something with these angel encounters, have you considered writing a book? I would love to read it. poems by this commentor The Panhandlers Blues Low Whisper Possessed
		Ak rio says: Haha yea I've been thinking bout it poems by this commentor I Cry The woman who gave me angels My Block