Filibuster

I did not know this word existed until last night.

For someone who claims to be good in English and politically aware, I suck.

Men in Makeup

There's something really rock n roll and sexy about men who wear makeup and wear it right:

For future posts

Someone told me I should try being angry at my next attempt at freestyling. Probably I would, in regards of homophobia.

But instead of angry, why not try something positive like this beautiful piece:

Insomniac freestyle #4

Snatch so tight niggas cant find it/ass parked so fine 20 beat per minute/when her Jag rolls in let the party begin/kiss me B, like Katy P imma like it/

She gon vibrate/gyrate/she gon move that hip like an earthquake/like a nympho/she mine tho/aint other niggas gon join this show/we be in VIP seats/

She's A Keys I'm Swizz Beats/I got more licks than a Halloween sweet/girl so fine how can I decline/this card maxed out but I don't mind/

I'll keep on spending/keep you spinning/round the world B/in your applebottom jeans/we don't need no fur to make you purr/here kitty kitty/

Lick this milk clean/then lick me after/I'll lick you back you lick me faster/I lick you more you lick me better/round that pearl B/

And round another/we'll take long grab a chair/grab my hair/grab my anything I don't care/yeah like that/you know I like it like that/

I know you like it like this/how's my cherrylip kiss/you so fine I made you my missus/us so right bitches get jealous/they hatin/

They makin stuff up like they're nineteen/sweet valley high queens/gossiping/tryina front like they're something/but they nothing/

B you know I was thinkin/woah/I see that smile I see you grin/grabbed my ass high in your direction/this position/I'm loving the situation/

Like Jersey Shore you're pumpin/I'm squealing/this little piggy went whee whee whee/you're a bad wolfie/huffing/puffing/blowing me in/

Ecstacy/My breath buried in your double Ds/I talked too much/now I'm all touch/blind man's bluff down to your muff/I hear you B/

You're loving this/I see you B you're wet with jizz/my jizz?/no way/honey be golden like Taytay/she'd write us a lovesong today/or on Monday/Or Tuesday/or Thursday/not Wednesday/coz wetness is my forte/and I'd give that to you babe/I roll smooth like valet/aint need to tip me/

This aint Hollywood baby/just holy good/holy shit good is what I'm saying/so park me sideways like a Bentley/I drive a stick coz you own me/

Left right reverse, B/you know what I mean/imma make you scream/you gon make me sing/we be joined like a pair o twins/hips in sync/

Pink to pink/all you niggas still following this shit?/curtains closed/go on git back home/you aint invited leave us lesbos alone.

Late night freeflow #3

Lacking sleep like Rosie, freezing my ass off and lonely. Jackie's so deep down the sea, he left me. I'd trade this teak for the streets, to go back starting some heat, with my old crew like we used to do. Warm coffee, eggy bread and rice, banana leaves smelling nice. We be busking nights and sleep til daylight, and I'd write, man I'd write. All these tales some true, some bout all of "you". Of Lucifer and Hell, and Oceans and Church Bells. Names of lovers, and memories lived well. Like RiRi, I'm here now. Give me a second while I take a bow. Life was a play, more indie less Broadway. Funny how it's all coming back to me, never thought luxury would mean misery. No flying away like Nelly, she's just a bird and I'm a third class citizen, no action seen on my new clean linen, it's Akemi. High thread count but it's a single bed, see? No one to mount or to mount me. No mouth to mouth, no v to p.