Shutup and Listen

oh you back in again? what a surpise
i just want you to know lil man is taken care of in the event of ur demise
lookin in my eyes
y u telll me lies?
y u keep on gettin high?
u should b gettin fly
instead of gettin by
mom's cryin so much tear duct's are gettin dry
i jus got off the phone wit ty
he said we worried about you
there's a storm brewin amidst us a flurry around you
but ima hold it down cause im headed in the right direction
i'll never belittle myself with syringe injections
ima get my master's then my master's master's
and you gone faster and the fastest's faster
away from your problems
i wish i could solve
why are your poems so sad
cause life is that way
y the FUCK are u so glad?
oo thats right ur blind to whats goin on
but im in college finished with my degree dumbass u got it all wrong
aight hold up listen to this sing a long song
and if u want to you can try can sing along yall
1 two im in love with you
three four can't take no more
five six life's brittle and delicate
seven eight im always stayin up late
nine ten if i could i'd do it all the same again
in the end i've lost and gained some friends
spent stole and gained some ends
ya'll sick of me now disappearing act then.
wait till my reign begins.

FUCK OFF!!!

salvage

more dangerous than the average
hungrier than an African savage
my brain is on E but maybe i can salvage it
discouragement and deterrences i ain't having it
i refuse to go back to the slave ship
on my martin Luther ish Atlanta bound always on some brave sh**
gotta carry the torch for my family, Olympic marathon
pulling the sword out the stone Excalibur is my carry on
catching a flight to wisdom city
i do it for the youth so let all the kids come with me
i'm at home studying exercising my minds while all my white friends screaming "dude lets get sh**ty
but i don't wanna clean septic tanks for a living
walk around bummed smelling like septic tanks are what i live in
the goal in this life is to take what you are given
stay humble remain hungry two hands on the wheel make sure your soul's driven
Calliope came to me and hummed "you're running low on gas sir"
i said "it ain't a thing baby girl i just need to drive faster"
before she left i told her she was beautiful..you know i had to gas her
haha excuse my chuckle but that caused a little laughter
its amazing to me how your situation can go downwards
raining dispair and depression an everlasting downpour
but i ain't trippin i heard from my daddy the other day i know what his soul was sent down for
to bring me motivation
salvage me from manipulation
and keep my soul from dilapidation
and its no debating
that im the perfect poster boy for procreation
so people stop your hesitation
stop savin faces
and work to save the nation
cause life decisions shouldn't be being made at the gas station
im jus statin
the facts
and i could never go back on my word or my bond
i put that on my mom
amen at the end of this prayer
as i open up my eyes and my palms.

(sigh)


Devasco Corp
Bismarck inc.

its been a minute hope yall enjoy!!!

i love this damn poem!

this is my recital

this is my recital of my life story
sometimes i kinda feel like my life's boring
but my life's brand new my life's just forming
I pray for great stories
but no apperanaces on maury
for my mother's heavy heart man i feel so sorry
and my nephew's so confused but i kno deep inside his soul is still soaring
wish i could spready my wings and navigate my way to heaven
tell my daddy i really needed him at the tender age of seven
cause i was gettin picked on
and my mom only played gospel and jazz on the radio i could never choose and pick songs
and i kno he lookin at his youngest son now tryna figure out what went wrong
cause his baby boy was a straigh "a" student for so gotdamn long
now his only focus is smoking blunts and rippin them gotddamn bongs
sometimes i wonder how things could've turned out different
the day in middle school when i seen my mother cryin in the kitchen
even at the age of twelve strugglin tryna comprehend it
it pained my insides jus to sit there and listen
so my liquid sorrow from my tear ducts began to fall too
cause every plan she had to get over always seemed to fall through
thats when i got a message from my older brothers sayin "we jus wanted to call you"
"yeah lil nigga we out here gettin it but we want you to ball too.
jus keep it legitimate you don't wanna be locked up behind those walls too
struggling for commissary
it's kinda scary
knowin that your future is in the law's hands
so have faith put your life in god's hands
walk steady and follow in the lord's path
cause the to the victor goes the spoils and you can have the last long laugh
just please lil bro you can stumble but don't end up on the wrong path"
and so now i'm steady walking
voices in my head i can hear 'em steady talkin
most of them discouraging
a few of them encourage me
guess ima just have to muster up the courage then
i just want my life move further than the rest of you
and ima stay dedicated to it
dear nephew(s).... i love you this poem..i dedicate it to you

shout out: Derek "Boogie" Hetrick Brian Thompson aka "bubby", Tyrone Lee aka "bruh man", Bryan Lee, Juwan Lee aka "gangsta", Tyreek "lil aj" Allen, and Kishaun Thompson and Anthonee David Diggs

Uncle David loves yall!! keep yall heads up follow in mah footsteps we gone run THANGS!!!

Dearnephewvol1 (incase u aint catch on at the end) vol. 2 for my nieces otw soon!!!!

shoutout nasty teeetz!!! aka tito henriquez twentytwenty.blogspot.com
my brodey odey M. Willz aka Marcel Wilson marceldwilson.blogspot.com
holla @ me on my blog as well deliriousdiggs.blogspot.com
and @ deliriousdiggs.tumblr.com
@ddotdiggs44

vol.3 just tryna remember

what that nigga j. cole say?
bun b 4 president
shit i wish that og nigga lived in my residence
from the bottom but we all know that he was fuckn heaven sent
I would MOS DEFinately vote talib kweli for the senate
cause that niggas super intelligent
not like these COMMON ass rappers who fall off and become irrelevant
when im high and listen to b.i.g.
Feel outside of my body like im bout to d-i-e
but i aint ready yet
canibus on the mic hes a cannibal
wish i could give these niggas a manual
make sure u acknowledge your ROOTS
and realiz where this hip hop shit came from
yall niggas better know that pac was the truth
id rather hed b alive and soulja b killed wit the same gun (haha)
aight i aint mean that
but how could ll be the g.o.a.t. he aint never said not one mean wrap (lol)
and y all yall niggas like joe budden
all of a sudden
yall niggas was fakin when he was "pump pump pumpin"
thats a whole another story
nate dogg is hip hop's greatest role player a gangsta singing robert horry
shoutout to wale for holdin down the motherland and the dmv
yeah he maybe from another land but he definitely representing me
r.i.p chad butler he was rap's coolest pimp
outside of snoop who else had a cleaner limp?
David Banner is really that guy
idk why
he dont get the props he deserve
and tell the truth we all kno they got hip hop cops on reserve
when our race dies off will there be a hip hop preserve
we begged for this recognition but is this what hip hop deserves?
cricism from every angle.
bet o'reilly thinks hes the media's chosen angel
thats why luda and cam bit his mafuckin head off
that right winged bastard loves bashing the art i think he kinda gets off
but i aint gone let off the subject
bleek had all the potential finger on the trigger like he was bout to let off the
a full clip
but he pulled back and missed
kwame brown syndrome wonder wat was goin on in his dome
as alama lekem to freeway and jim jones
and the rest of the islamic rappers that hold it down
if stalley is patient and freddie gibbs is diligent then mayb one day they can hold the crown
until the next time yall make sure keep smiling and neve frown
and i promise i promise i never let yall down

gone.


thats it. it was just a trilogy haha back to my depressing rhymes and life stories if yall REALLY wanna vol. 4 ill consider but i need some more rappers my mind goes blank wen i focus on putting my stanzas 2gther

show love to nasty teetz! (tito henriquez) peep his blog its on my dashboard
my brodey odey m. willz (marcel wilson) his blog on there too
ey my nigga since b4 lotion (pause) zay gunz (isaiah bushrod)

rest yall i love yall too


:-D (oh yeah bismarck bitch!)

Vol. 2 dont mind my thoughts

pardon me, dont mind my thoughts
but wat if the lox and jada part?
what if AZ had got a later start
i feel like since shyne got locked
hip hops had a faded heart
i don't want this shit to ever die never classified as a "faded art"
who coulda predicted kanyes slated start
such love and passion he has for the music like cupid shot him with his "favorite dart"
if the wu tang had stayed together
imagine if that supergroup had survived the stormy weather
beanie siegel dissin hov now
guess u wont catch beans wearin no rocawear clothes now
imagine pac hadn't died would his community center b closed down?
picture snoop passin the torch to wiz
but they say adults shouldn't puff blunts wit kids
bet when tip came home he was happy to see his wife and kids
be careful how you live you could end up like Dolla did
look wat coke did had these young niggas slangin crack
kinda like autotune got these veterans changin raps
everybody screamin for a change in rap
b patient
jin was the shit but yall discriminated against the asian
we see nipsey got the west on his back
but can another boney nigga in blue put the west back on the map?
dipset fell apart
really tore a fellas heart
jay and dame dash left wit roc a fella shards
when you found rick ross rocked the uniform
be honest? nigga did you still adore?
him and everything he stood for?
as a fan i expect more
but honestly
i like budden's approach arrogant but livin modestly
rakim birthed this lyrical shit
white boy eminem fucked the game up with a vernacular and peculiar gift
and he caused a curious shift
made this rap shit more mainstream
had dr. dre and 50 on his main team
and how could i forget bout my hometown heroes
clips and pharell like pacino and de niro
screamin thug jeezy better b careful tryna emulate pac
or he gone b the next nigga to get popped shot and dropped....

jus my thoughs tho :-D

b ez yall (bismarck)
thanks 4 the support!

suggestions for vol. 3!

hypothetically speakin

Damn, Earl Simmons just couldn't leave that pipe alone
and i bet that nigga jigga would never leave his wife alone
Biggie was ready to die but X said never die alone
i wonder where cassidy would b if he hadn't gotten in that accident
still aint found pac's murder well goddammit find his mafuckin assassin then
shyne doing all that time i kno he felt like the world was passing him
i wonder if curren$y hadn't left cash money
would he b getting that fast money
if nas hadn't focused on bein a prophet would he have achieved more profit
lil boosie was a bad azz and look where that landed him
he should known all along them crackers had plans 4 him
everybody screamin free weezy i dont see no rappers extending no hands 4 him
big pun and big l died before there time
imagine how the game would b if they was still supplying those impeccable rhymes
impeccable timing its funny how fate works
imagine where wayne's career would b instead of juve he chose to skate first
j. cole so ahead of his time feels like that nigga had a late birth
fat joe aint got the album sales but hes ascertained the longevity
so in my eyes hell always be a living legend to me
scarface is the forsaken godfather of southern rap
the predecessor to all these niggas screamin bout the southern trap
Drake is the embodiment of how we all posed 2 be
no homo if he was in my circle id keep that nigga close to me
if waka was lyrical of course hed b a better rapper
but maybe hes a new element to the game you kno another chapter
the game changed hip hop when he dropped the documentary
shout out to jay electronica this is my "exhibit D"
big boi and andre you kno they demeanor is on 3000
big krit and yelawulf are the new southern g's times ten
but im wrap this one up like eazy e should've done
and yeah i fuck wit 50 but in that beef he had i think ja shoulda won....

jus my thoughts!! he he (devasco corporations nigga)

and before we part ways i jus wanna let yall kno
im tryna b gq, livin by the gcode its a shock wen c me im alway sin g mode

gnite.

feedback if yall want a volume 2!!! ill include any rappes i left out in the following volumes.

i can't believe im in such a predicament
what a sticky situation this is
yall niggas know what it is
im uncle david to my nephews feel like ive been raising my own kids
gotta get it together
life will take u through all types of haiti type weather
but im cut from a texture tougher than unprocessed leather
honestly it can't get no better
i got my whole life in front of me
i realized as much as i loved the weed
you aint gotta spend your whole life blunted g
and to mah man yeah i appreciate u for frontin me
but when i asked u for that dope u should confronted me
instead of supporting my decision
i shoulda handled the game wit precision
now im facing a stint in prison
instead of hard work
i wanted that easy livin
my mother taught me respect and diligence
im jus provin to these white folks that niggas really ain't intelligent
but i mean is livin legit really relevant
my daddy's absence is ironically more n more evident
never met him its like he never existed wheres the evidence?
damn short lived is the time in this residence
but i kno my mom buying this house is heaven sent
but now shes all hell bent
wasting money on an attorney capital that could've been well spent
ill just have to make sure my steps are well thought
can't have my family all distraught
big bruh i jus wanted to b like you but i saw the pain ur eyes
similar to pac when he was facin his demise
but yall got that popular demand
and im jus that nigga that supplies
exquisite and bold truths never troubled lies.

leavin them niggas hangin like a nooseneck coon!
im outta here! i b back in a month physically and digitally!!

interesting

Rapper Shyne has been released from prison recently. I was on worldstarhiphop.com when i saw a video of him freestyling in Belize for a xxl cover shoot. I figured, oh they must've brought him for some type of grungy gutter type of photo shoot. Come to find out Belize is his birthplace. Not only that he was deported there after serving his sentence on the grounds that hes had a green card and has not been naturalized. But thats not even the most interesting part of this story. Shyne' (aka Jamal Michael Barrow) is the son of current Belizean prime minister Dean Barrow. Shyne was born of out wedlock and thus was not acknowledge by Dean Barrow like his siblings were.
Interesting Stuff man.
enjoy these links.

http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/video.php?v=wshhm10SBE98A7mAlK1Z

http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/video.php?v=wshhm10SBE98A7mAlK1Z

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dean_Barrow

mah wrist

just want u to kno that u r always truely missed
never even fucked or really truly kissed
but we had sump special thats y i keep u on mah wrist
u broke up wit me yeah u left me dimissed
but i never felt dissed
but i kno you had to do wat was right 4 u miss
i had jus wanna ask one thing
was wat he had just a fling
or did u really want me to give u ring
i wanted to spoil u drape u n bling
have a pretty baby or two you kno do the family thing
but you had family problems
and i couldn't solve em
you kno family pain
i witnessed you go through that family pain
i remember wen ur uncle called tears fell down ur face like acid rain
i held u real tight and wiped ur eyes
u looked @ me and you knew i would never tell u lies
you fed me everytime i saw u ..you helped me survive
need you to kno ill always be here to provide
be that that should to lean on and cry
i hope we keep our friendship alive
hope our bond never dies
i hope ill never lose the privelege to look in them pretty eyes

(this 4 u homie) i promised u 1!!!

diecinueve

i told mah mama shed 19 tears
for these 19 years cause you'll never have to cry again
im finally comin into mah own so you'll never try again
i hope i never have to ask god why again
no material gifts
just happy bruh's home after doin a shift
but he wasn't workin
the feds was just jerkin him
i woke up this early mornin
yawnin
yearning
hoping for a not a higher but a new and improved learning
19 years its been and i bet mah brothers heart is still burning
from our fatherly loss
but we older now his death was a fatherly plause
hes got his own and before you kno it so will i...a fatherly cause
for mah anniversary i ask for nothing more than wisdom
cause the past few years have been so dismal
trapped in this rectangluar prism
tryna avoid the system
which leads to a stint prison
but i figure is mah decision
to improve mah way of livin
hopefully find a diff way of givin
mah all to everything i love and cherish
this is mah last chance to share it
mah soul that is
dnt wanna die before mah time i wanna hold that kid
u kno how old that is?
excuses so lame all yall niggas the same
lookn 4 something or someone to blame
i want the whole damn galaxy to align so i can reach mah fame
or stardom
now pardon
the interruption
but this is mah introduction
to maturity
but lucifer is lurin me
im not sure
if i can escape the allure....


happy bday bismarck...u too devasco!!
(yeah i meant to leave yall hangin @ the end) :-p

enjoy!!!

fatality

finish him
thats what they scream
yeah diminish him
kill his dreams
in this mortal combat called life
close your eyes its darker than knight
but death seems so far outta sight
when its really right around the corner
be careful satan will tryn corner ya
in the image of a serpent
sell your soul to him and you'll ever be a servant
but give your soul to me
and you'll always live free
but who am i to seduce you
ill eat your spirit nigga slowly reduce you
and introduce you
to my side of the tracks
where your dreams are always black
your nights always end up bein so wack
you got family members not selling but smoking that 8ball..u kno...crack
where you always wear jeans to interviews cause you cant afford new dress slacks
and if you a female in mah eyesight im jus tryna throw your dress back
speakin of lets address that
discuss the fact that deep down inside i really want you
(no not you) but HER...she wasn't perfect she was the one
and if i was a go getta she woulda carried the heat i mean the charges that came along wit the life AND mah gun
i thought we had the power
how did something so sweet turn so sour
i dnt wanna b them man of the year jus the hour
gimme mah 15 minutes of fame
gimme 30 mins. to blame
everyone else for mah problems
aand gimme 8 years to solve em
cause in the time spans i can have two college degrees
but im still tryna figure out if college is for me
maybe if i could go to college 4 free
but i gotta keep mah head up cause mah nephews is followin me
my stomach is botherin me
nah thats mah heart
i guess from the start
i was meant to feel pain
mah daddy left me @ 6 months mah birthday was sunshine but his death brought rain
sickle cell blood it sure left a stain
cause now im anemic
such a small body frame niggas think im bulemic
you wouldn't believe it
its unbelievable
wat im capable of
mah niggas aint hoodlums they just capable thugs
i do nething for them or mah fam. irreplaceable love

devasco.

devasco's modest life

at this point n time im livign modestly
at this point in my rhymes i just want ya'll to honor me
i strive n struggle to live honestly
and everytime i mutter or mumble i hope all u hear is "honest speak"
and even when i achieve stardom ill just call it a "modest peak"
if u ever question mah intelligence ill feel like u robbin me
i need one 4 mah city cause i always lose and drop the key
strugglin to live responsibly
i asked mah mom for the answer she aint respond to me
guess i gotta decipher mah own situation
then mayb ill b a lil more situated
man this is crazy
i remember when i was little baby
hoo woulda thought that big head boy would turn out to b a little crazy
shoutout to mah nieces
u kno uncle david loves his little nieces :-D
beautiful black gerls in all shades n colors my precious reeses pieces
i try so hard to setup mahself for financial success
so yall youngins aint never gone have financial stress
but i need yall to promise me that youll always do your best
in life and in skool
never 4get that your brain is an unbreakable tool
excuse me if im breakn the rules
but goin 2 college im the one thats makn it cool
im lettin u kno u can keep it g
and obtain college degree
sometimes i even wonder. is college 4 me?
what am i really tryna b
a writer, a poet,or a scholar
or will i always be this hungry soul begging 4 a dollar
begging for an answer worried like a mother smoking jacks like i WANT cancer
hope mah baby gerls never become private dancers
im proud of mah skin color but ima more private panther
key to success i got the private answer
shout to mah niggas wherever yall hat
i kno sometimes i say shit over ur head like a baseball cap
but dnt worry diggsy jus b speakn that passionate shit
dnt wanna see none of mah niggas ashy n shit (no homo)
want all mah cuzzos to live classy as shit!
i know sometimes i get dependent but i aint asking for shit
man i ain't ask 4 this shit!
i never wanted to struggle
never wanted to pick up the drugs and start up a hustle
yeah i took that ass whooping for ya brodey odey but i never wanted to scuffle
but the nigga threatened mah fam so you know a nigga had to show him the muscle
hah what little i have
i know he gets on ur nerves but don't belittle your dad
he just want the best 4 u
and all that screaming n bitching he do its all just a way of testing u
and ima end this one with a real quick prayer
dear god i hope u watch over mah mom this backbreaking work i think its gone slay her
and daddy if u up there ur sons is struggling
sometimes he wonders if u still loving him
and nana we was never close but boy do miss u..
wen u passed away me and big bruh cried a box full of tissues.
but lets get to the point man heres the issue
i need u in mah life big guy i really do miss u.
i need ur guidance and support cause this game called life is helluva sport

gone.
devasco
bismarck
cmon.

mixture

If Maya Angelou and J. Cole had a baby
that would describe my style,crazy
a mixture
a product of that ghetto life but far from a hood fixture.
lemme paint u a suburban picture.
my daddy came here to get better medicine but honestly death would be the only remedy.
so all alone my mom was left with me.
we had drugs to the right and the church to the left of me
my momma feared the theft of me. not that she would lose me
but that the street life would choose me.
so sometimes she would abuse me.
so she could get her point across.
she would point across
the room and tell me to go sit down somewhere.
while my brothers roamed the streets just trying to get by out there.
the life they chose u had to live not scared
and fear not. a prison cell
death and being sent to hell
knowing that chopping up dope may help you prevail.
i remember that denim jacket you bought me big bruh i wore it till it turned ashey blue. and now I'm asking you
could you fuck wit me a little harder.
make me a little smarter?
and hip to this thang.
this game
called life.
teach me how to not over struggle and stress over my strife.
i know you earned your stripes
but i NEED mines too.
i understand your thinking but i need you to understand my mind too.
i know you and Denise don't get along but thats your mom too.
Tia say I'm just like you
except your times two.
blacker taller stronger and rougher.
I'm just happy to say you my big brother. shout out to Ty
man I don't know why
u always look so angry
maybe u can thank me
for bein the responsible child that you despise
surprise older sibling i was a blessing in disguise
as far as everyone else knew our family was headed for demise
now our name will recited and reprised
and to my brother van
man goddamn
we need you back cause you've got a son @ home
and hes feelin all alone
theres only so much i can do
cause what that boy really needs is you...

Bismarck.
im outta here man.

this is 4 my daddy shout to LAUREN RYMER for assisting in this tatto rough draft
think bout gettin this on my ribs tho...

no need 4 it

no need 4 it. i give you my all and all you do is make me bleed 4 it. out my heart you like a cold shark the way you tear my feelings apart. i shoulda known right from the start you was a heart taker an emotional destroyer. is this too emotional 4 ya? calm your nerves i got the potion 4 ya rough patches in your life i got the lotion 4 ya. its called integrity keep playin wit me bitch ima have yo beggin me for me bitch. just one more chance. one more dance with your father. treat u like my daughter the way i fret after you. i gambled my soul ill never place a bet after you. never be nervous lost all feeling ill never sweat after you. i treat em different all them hoes i met after you.i practice wat i preach out my mouth. so you could say ignorance is what im all about with out a doubt. you make me wanna scream n shout. curl up like a bitch poke my lip out cry n pout.i jus want the best 4 the both of us. i get high enough to smoke 4 the both of us. but im done with numbing the pain. i feel so numb in the rain. cause not only my vision but my future always looks cloudy. how many of you motherfuckers doubt me? on mah kobe shit i want my 4th ring like the audi. representing a culmination automated success. different approach to obstacles i innovated the press. reinvented my defense. a motivation for success. lack manifestation can lead to stress or leave you depressed. ima sick bastard i daydream about your cleavage your chest. not the ereola but your heartbeat. i can feel your heartbeat. and this poem so heartfelt. cause life is fuckn hard to deal with. the hands you play is the cards you deal with. bluffin all the time askn god y'd u deal this. but i kno through these lines you can sense my realness. get a taste of this real shit. kinda strong aint it? cause mah insides are twisted. mama said dont reach after everything that glisten. now listen...can you hear it? is wat happens next so undpredictable that i should fear it?

Devasco wrote this one.
not bismarck lol
enjoy. real heart felt i open up my life to yall throught these lines. read carefully

:-D

t.b.c.

rappers mentioned...

find where hes mentioned..its OBVIOUS lol

politics

My brain is off to the left, but i wanna do the right things. Maybe its cause im a democrat but wanna live like a republican yet im jus livin the average or mean tryna do the nice things. better yet im so spike lee tryna do the right things. wanna b able to drop 4 mill on my wife's ring. thats the right side of me. but the night (dark) side of me is to the left. he'd rather rely on theft in order to achieve depth and lungevity. wants to satisfy his sweet tooth but and not worry bout social cavities. but what goes up must come down i think they call it gravity. but in the meantime im still tryna live lavishly. (excuse me biggie) motivate myself to go from ashily to classily. from a white girl on mah knuckles to a black queen on mah arm grabbin me. or maybe ill settle down with a latina broad to flatter me. could their b a badder me? go head look beneath these lines theirs a sadder me. an even madder me. not in in anger but in the sense of insanity. cause depression can drive you up the wall n over the edge. im teetering on the ledge bout to fall over. but b4 its all over i jus wanna say thank you very much. as i recumb n get back to shit strawberry dutch (haha) ;-)

sump 4 my true fans out there! (few and far in between as they may b!)

devasco (blah)
bismarck (yeah)
shoutou to m. willz check his blog/music out


http://marceldwilson.blogspot.com/

http://www.myspace.com/marcelwilsondotmusik

http://www.soundclick.com/bands/default.cfm?bandID=1024164

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rappers mentioned in this poem...







and of COURSE.....




c i fu can find them laced in my lines!!

inspirations

currentl im inspired by the hot spitta curren$y while chasin tihs dream of havn pockets full of curren$y and currently im movin against the current g, always against the grain so yall can feel my pain. watch me strain to make it from day to day. what a surprise i listened to jay today. he aint know his father either. but jus like me he aint really give a fuck neither. i never knew mines. i wish i never knew time so i could work at my pace. take a look at my face. can u sense tthe confusion? muscles in my jaw line tensing and flexing like muscle contustions. better with each second my lyrics are steady improving. still ill always have room for improvement. now ima create an illusion an in imaginary world. with your perfect imaginary girl. her hair is bouncy with perfect imaginary curls. i drive really far in my perfect imaginary car. and bismarck inc. is fortune 500 im an imaginary star. but in this world we still suffer from imaginary scars. i can see the future the death of my mother is not too far off. like mr. graham im so far gone. so far removed from shinguards n minivans. now its public transport i feel like a mini man. no car no job. no broad no love. no blunts no weed. why front with my greed. inverse hemophiliac now i jus internally bleed. externally beg and pleed witout verbal expression. you can c it n my face look in my eyes im too young to b stressin. i look up its a figure in disguies i look in its eyes. its a blessing.

Bismarck Inc.

I LIKE THIS ONE!!!!
finally got inspired again!!
t.b.c.

Going off the last question about your poem, I understand what you mean. Sometimes, the slightest things said or done can trigger an idea. Your poems are really detailed. If I wanted you to critique a poem that I wrote, would you do it?

yeah if u reveal urself lol so i can give an honest opinion

Ask me anything

Couplets (no punctuation follow along with ur finger slow readers haha)

couplets in two nigga who the fuck is you dont mean to come off as rude dude but my humor is real crude too offensive for the boobtube videos banned off the youtube who knew that these dudes would stab you wit a pen that'll bleed through ey shortie come over here i need you matter fact i need two cause i got a fetish for bitches outta my league like jeff teague when he hit the nba. nigga i gotta mba in bein smarter than you . i have no problems bein darker than you cause in the daylight you a friend to me night hits im ur darkest fear worst nightmare and a dangerous enemy i swear this weed will cause a dangerous end to me. fuck nigga i wanna live to be infinity. its my destiny speak if shout to my nieces destini n triniti......

(def not finished)
t.b.c
bismarc inc. blah blah sump real quick b4 class
enjoy

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Ask me anything http://formspring.me/DDotDiggs442

i love bball n soccer...ey jus cause write all day like a softass dont mean i wont go to the cup on u haha!!

blunt ride

in my mans whip just got done puffin a blunt..hol up lemme gather my thoughts ima tryn be blunt. 5 older siblings in my family i'm the runt. never been the type to walk around wit my chest out tryna stunt n front. ill always love my mama even though she thinks ima b the next obama.i jus wanna be the next to graduate from college. u know? right behind her. take another pull off the L forgot i got clas in the morning..hope i dont fail. my mind races constantly but my thoughts always prevail. my ambition will never fail or fall off. exhale the smoke tell my man a funny joke.. ey u heard the story of the young black male. statistics have him set up to fail. inprobable odds hes feel like jonas trapped in a whale. but he keeps a steady course.. puts his nose in the books doesn't depend on sports. doesn't surround himself wit crooks or choke on newports. now hes the one in the mousehole** living in his single parent household think hes got it good in his single family town home. but they're the only blacks on the block and whole town knows. in out of his room he keeps white black n brown hoes. enemies amidst black white n brown foes. the blunt is down to a roach his as his driveway he approaches came a long way from eating cereal and killing roaches. whats next he wonders tryna make his way through life's blunder stormy thoughts in his head as his cerebellum thunders. flicks the last of the ashes headache now his dome is thrashin. another day of strugglin head hits the pillows eyes roll back and he crashes...

T.b.C.

who are your poems about like couldnt do nothin?

a few diff 1's lol...ima sucker 4 love!! haha or atleast i was!!

Ask me anything

inspiration...this nigga was mentioned in the movie barbershop starring ice cube when the african nigga read that love poem by heart to eve's character!! i looked him up this ese is vicious!!

maybe

i asked if i could call her baby she said maybe the she said "baby can u write one bout me?"..i replied maybe...damn shes such a perfect lady pretty smile deep brown eyes hair wavy. first time i laid eyes she caught me by surprise. to b honest i wanted to b so deep inside her thights. but i was still mesmerised by her eyes. wanna mold n shape her into my wife like play dough. kno shell b apart of my life real soon...maybe 1 day tho. lips softer than butter.. when i c her in person it takes all myh strenght to hold back a stutter. practicing my lines under my breath i mutter. then when i walk u on her i utter the most ridiculous of phrases..got her laughing out loud "your a mess david"...well if ima mess than u can clean me up girl u kno me n u should b teamin up. so let ur guard down..get comfy let ur hair n bra down. well maybe not the bra that takes time and i gotta big face watch. watchin u walk my lips n my whole face drop in amazement.tryna win u over is like lookin for a remote in a pitch black basement. but im persistant ill take the internship job start off as ur assistant. all i ask is that u dnt diss me u assist me in the wooing of ur heart. knew right from the start that i would never wanna part from ur side or take focus off ur eyes. so when u feel like im overbearin its the not the time to deny me...think bout y im so into u make a decision suprise me! ;-)

(t.b.c.)
Bismarck Inc.

This one goes out to.... well she kno hoo she is haha ssshhh.....
another classic tho!

D. Digga always nigga always

Couldn't Do Nothin

Didn't do anything for her to leave me but didnt do enough for her to comeback to me jus wishin for her to come back to me. i just want you to come back you c? he could never do me for once im speakin truthfully. didn't do anything but still sure as hell couldn't do nothin verbal slaughter then out the house huffin in puffin dear ms. so n so who woulda thought id have your daughter in the house huffin puffin. pantin n breathin beggin n pleadin for me to go deeper. i knew she was a keepr no dudes really noticed her she was a peeper now all my dudes pokin her who woulda thought shed b a creaper. different races different faces different places in our lives..thats y the once relationship never even could have survived. i begged and i tried i prayed and i cried till my soul slowly died from telling myself the lie that we would b back together that if there was any storm wed weather. pretty lips pretty smile and skin smooth as leather. with a laugh and spirit that was lightet than the feather. so addicted to her so with them L's I replace noon else could take her place so im take this blunt to the face..and start another race

T.B.C.

Be Careful

be careful out here in this cold world. i moved on to better things you still messin wit that old girl. this a new order u still stuck in the old world. watch who u keep close cause enemies reep foes. and friends beget problems. lean on the ones u trust they can b the ones to solve em. whether with prayer or revolvers. live is a revolving door. of more n more struggle.imagine tryna balance ur self esteem, ur income, or intake of c.r.e.a.m. and ur pursuit of the american dream. all while tryna balance out ur self esteem. pace urself don't run rampid with no steam. i want an exquisite life for my wife and kids. i want my kids to admire me and know that i made mistakes in my life sometimes i regret the things ive did. hope my daughters is not the typical that bats eye-lids...come home every evening and say hi kids!...look what i did. but be careful be fearful of demons sent to harm u. tease u, displease u, and disarm u. leave u vulnerable to the mishaps of life. cause u to mistreat and bitchslap ur wife. stay inebriated all night. if i could i would interview the creator and ask why humans are forced out and other animals live off incubators. every soul needs a deliberator to mediate. please child u need to remediate. cause in the immediate future i c no pauses. just wondering where that lost cause is.

Religion (cliche i know)

Religions are really the words describing a man or many other men's visions. carried out with maticulus precision. to establish a machine that churns out doctrine's do's n dont's, can't n won'ts. better not or else. you lose your stealth. stay on the straight path stay away from science but trust in math. a question may ask? what is my task. to bask in the shade after ive got it made...or purposely suffer so i can buffer my chances to receive admission to the goal of my mission. Women should practice submission. men should respect them n not diss em. cant miss em...they usually cause distractions and muscle contractions. spontaneous erections...a good one can lead you in the right direction if shes the right selection. but move with discretion cause when they act malicious intentions...it could leave u in a state of depression. stressn not eatin beatin urself up for your uncontrolable bad luck. So to religion u turn...believing in something you cant' see touch smell or burn...all you know is that it makes your soul yearn for more n more....dare to explore and look for the truth. cause niggas is sick of rockn the gold tooth. we wanna look like west n obama stop fightin in the middle east lookin for osama. fix the racism no more ant jamima. dont run fromt the truth cause ima sure enough find....full spead ahead look out behind ya!!!!
The End
(Bismarck Inc.)

Athleticism in the streets

Mousehole

no father in the household

no one to guide and comfort her soul

she keeps to her self like a rodent in a mousehole

no one can reach her not even her mother

shes too busy takin care of her younger brothers

she uses excessive make up as a mask or a cover

12 years old she found out the hard way of the meaning of a "rubber"

18 years old been 6 years as a mother

been shedding tears one after another

second child born 1 after the other

only fuck friends never could find a true lover

why bother she realized early on she'd had have to be the mother and father

thank god she had two sons and no daughter.

would wanna repeat that cycle

she remembers the day she lost her cycle

wouldnt wish that on any other individual

the pain of pregnancy is residual

leaving a stain but never releasing you of its disdain

for you wellbeing

shameful you feel like a hell being with your belly being

the way it is 9 months you waiting for the day that is

now what you call juniors birthday

is a blessing formerly known as your worst day

now you found a man he say he wants to b a family man in the worst way

you cant believe it...you've finally achieved it...

T.B.C. (BISMARCK INC.)

STUCK

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I want the quick financial solution
but cant seem to find a resolution
or a simple solution
young black males our minds are polluted...
our lives are dilluted....watered down and compressed
our brains are suppressed
never reaching our full potential
but somehow we manage to end up in a penitentiary
it dont make sense to me...
enhance your censoring
attention government yall should censor me...
cause i dont tell no untruths
shit to real to be repeated n a studio booth cant lie thru em all i got left is one tooth. cant lie to em cause all i posess is my balls and the truth...so separate the truth from the lies..
cause dishonesty is how the soul slowly dies
don't plot on my demise
plan on my lyrics bein reprised.
now its up to you to decide
simple equation u wanna multipy or divide.
cause this pain im feeling cant be denied.
so hungry everyday like my digestive system has died.
stomach rumbling everytime i close my eyes.
cliche ? asking god why..
we all know why
cause thats the way life goes...
makin it from dollar to to dollar
tryna holla
at the light white bright hoes..
thick hips n pretty toes....
tryna dodge ur petty foes.
pulled the trigger on him lord did he know? that was some lady's only son
some childs stars and sun...a life just begun
21 years deep
hadn't even begun to peek...
hold on i havent begun to speak .
those were just my thoughts...
here my voice echo like the sounds of empty pots.......