Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Bishop G - The E.N.D (New Poetry)




THERES DOOM WITHIN THE FUMES
ITS HARD TO BREATH THE AIR,
I WONDER WHO THE FUCK SHOT STEVE MCNAIR!
IM NEVER GETTING OVER THE PASSING OF MICHAEL JACKSON,
ED MCMAHON NEVER QUITE GAVE ME THE SATISFACTION,
I WANTED THE SWEEPSTAKES PEOPLE TO BRING US MONEY,
SO EVERYDAY OF MY CHILDHOOD WOULD NOT BE BUMMY,
BUT ED NEVER CAME...NO CAMERAS AT THE DOOR,
SO ME AND MY BROTHERS DANCED TO MICHAEL WHILE WE WERE POOR,
MORE AND MORE PEOPLE TRANSITIONING OUT OF THIS LIFE,
I KNOW I CANT AFFORD TO KEEP LIVING AT THIS PRICE,
I BOARD PLANES THINKING MAYBE ILL DIE WITH THIS FLIGHT,
TAKE SLEEPING PILLS LIKE MAYBE I WONT WAKE UP FROM THIS NIGHT..
ON THIS NIGHT I FEEL WIERD,
IM ENDEARED TO MANY
BUT IM FEEL IM GETTING GEARED...
AND MORE AMPED UP
TOWARDS WHAT?
I DONT KNOW....
MY MINDS WANDERED SO MUCH I DONT WHERE TO GO,
OR WHERE TO START...
SO I START WITH
THIS THE END.





OK....IM SICK OF THESE NO GOOD BAD PEOPLE PERIOD.
AM I GOOD?
AM I BAD?
OK....
ILL JUST SAY THIS....

IM SICK OF THE OPPOSITES


IM SICK OF A LOT OF SHIT. WHAT EVER. I LOVE YOU. PEACE.


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Poetry: Joe Needs FOOD & LIQUOR!?!


Joe wrote this poem...he's working on another one for "The Cool" right now...


Don't know where to start, so I come in on the "Intro"
Got the game surprised because I'm something they didn't know
I get it going without "The Instrumental"
im a double edge sword which makes this detrimental
u may say its sentimental
been spitting fire all life, see the burns in my dental
the games are Xtreme, gotta stay on my grind
"Kick, Push 2" avoid lagging behind
It "Hurt me Soul"
to see the culture lose control
Bunch of "American Terrorists" destroying the art
"I gotcha" , here to take it back to the start
Grandmaster, Run DMC, Rakim and Eric B.
Hip Hop "just might be ok" if u hand it to me
and my boy "Carrera Lu"
back to back with the flow of ninjitsu
Naruto and Rock Lee
suit the color of broccoli
Konoha Senpuu
you aint gotta ask "Wat it do"
or What it does
u feel "Tilted" but this is just a light buzz
2:20 and its finally starting to settle in
im known to compose the "Real" without the use of a pen
Hotter than water under "Pressure"
I'm the steam breezing through the Fissure
Take a wiff
watch me burn nose hairs while u sniff
Im only "The Cool" in the presence of her "Sunshine"
Ask my dood, "He say , She say" I'm on her mind
but I was "Daydreamin"
zoning out from her rays gazin
down at me sayin believe in urself
ur a giant not an elf
so with her at my back
I've composed " The Emperor's Soundtrack"
the script for the kings
So "Kick, Push" with me to where it all begins
The opposite of the "Outro" my friends...

Bishop G - New Shit (Poetry)


pic via: MZ - TSS



This one is called: "ADD IT UP"

IM A DEEP BLOGGING MANIAC,
STREET GOD WHO SANGS AND RAPS
2 SIDED LIKE GEMINI
THROW YA STONES WATCH MY GANG REACT,
THESE SILLY PICTURES BITCHES PAINT IS WACK
OVER THE HILL OLD HOES LOOKING FOR BABY SNACKS,
I SHOULD SUSTAIN FROM THAT
BECAUSE NEGATIVE FLAMES WILL HACK
MUTHAFUCKERS APART
THAT SHIT MADE ME FAMOUS BACK
IN MY OLD PERM SLICK BACK DIRTY FOLKS DAYS
SNEAKING BOONES FARM SINGING TWEAKING MUSIC FROM O'JAYS,
IN NO WAY DO I PLAN ON BACK PEDDALING,
PRACTICE WHAT I PREACH
IM IN TRAINING TO NEVER EVER BE IRRELEVANT,
FOCUSED ON POTENCY IN POETRY,
MAKE THAT AS POTENT AS MY SPERM..HAVE YOU NOTICED G?
SHOUT OUT TO SEAN FROM THE LUP-END SITE
KEEPING SHIT FRESH AND WETTER THAN TEN DIKES,
GOTTA MAKE A SPLASH IN LIFE
A RIPPLE IN THE WATERS,
BE GOOD AND YOU TOO SHALL LIVE WITH INVISIBLE BORDERS,
THAT MEANS YOU HAVE ACCESS
DOORS BECOME REVOLVING
BE A PART OF THE FUCKING SOLUTION NOT THE PROBLEM,
AND 50 RAPED RICK ROSS ON THAT NEW SONG,
ME AGAINST COPS IS WHATS POPPING ALL NIGHT LONG.


Thanks for the shout out Bishop, I appreciate it !

Make sure to check Bishop G's Myspace page and his blog !

Bishop's Last Poem...



It seems that Bishop may quit writing poetry... His most recent blog states that this is his last poem, but then again I CANNOT confirm that yet, so make sure ya stop by Bishop's blog and drop him a comment to NEVER STOP WRITING!! or drop him a saynow message by clicking the link or just directly calling:
(312) 265-2312


Here's the poem:


THE LAST ONE by dusean dunbar/ bishop g


THE WOMAN OF MY DREAMS..PROCEED AND STAY AWAY,
I HATE WHEN THE SEASONS CHANGE CORRINE BAILEY RAE,
STEEPER HILLS IM TUMBLING DOWN BRUISING MY BODY,
PAIN IS KARATE, IM UP AGAINST MR MIYAGI,
AND FUCK ANYONE WHO WRITES ME OFF AS SELF LOATHING,
IM JUST REAL WITH MYSELF,IM TERRIBLE AT POSING,
MOPING AROUND AND HOPING ENGULFED ME FOR YEARS,
I PUT A LOT OF WORK IN, GOT PAID IN TEARS,
DID GOD MAKE ME WEIRD? MY FEAR IS THAT I INHERITED
TRAITS AND SHIT FROM MY PARENTS...I HOPE MY CHILDREN
DONT INHERIT THIS...
YOU CRUSH COAL INTO A DIAMOND,
AND DIAMONDS CUT MIRRORS
THIS SHIT IS MUCH CLEARER,
NEGLECTING MY REFLECTION AND EXPRESSING MY DEPRESSION
HELPS MY INNER QUESTIONS WHILE IM OUTWARDLY STRESSING,
I HATE ME TOO...YES I SEE AS YOU DO
FUCK ME AND FUCK YOU IM THROUGH.


*UPDATE*

Bishop IS NOT quitting just yet, but wants to slow down at the amount of poetry he posts and also will only focus on posting poetry on his blog

Go and check the new vent session on his

MySpace

New poem from Bishop G


SHOTS FOR EVERYBODY

THE SOBER LIFE IS OVERPRICED
DRINKING IS CHEAPER,
MUCH LOVE FOR SLEEPING DRUGS
IM THINKING DEEPER,

I LIKE MY DREAMS...
WHEN THERE INFLUENCED
BY DIPHENHYDRAMINE,I PREFER A TRUTHFUL SILENCE
OVER A LIARS SCREAM,

A MODERN DAY COAL MINER
SEEKING THE DIAMONDS OUT,
THE TIME IS NOW
TO PRY THE MEAT FROM THE LIONS MOUTH,

PRODUCE A BLAST...
OF ENERGY WHILE I OPPURTUNITY GRASP
PRAY FOR A NUTRITIOUS FRUITFUL PATH,

THROUGH WITH THE TRASH,
SEAN NOW INTO RECYCLING,
READING BIBLE GEMS
AND CONTEMPLATING A RIGHTEOUS PLAN

ALRIGHTY THEN...MY TASK,
TO REBUKE MY PAST,

FILL IT UP..LEMME SHOOT MY GLASS...

New Poetry from Bishop G



IM OFF A LIL BIT
BY BISHOP G/ DUSEAN DUNBARSO

MANY TIMES I WROTE NOTHING,
I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT KNOWING NOTHING,
LEMME SHOW YOU NOTHING...
BLOW HUMPTY HUMP HORNS HEY DIGITAL UNDERGROUND
FOLKS JUMPED ME PARTLY TO PUNISH
PUNK PUSSIES PUSHING POUNDS,
PRACTICE PULLING PINS PERMANENTLY OUT GRENADES,
GREAT GOD OF GOTHAM GREYHOUND IS GETTING GLAZED,
GAS RATES RAPING RIPPING REPOSSESSING OUR RAPID REFUNDS
RARELY REACHING RESPECTABLE DEALS..DAMN...WE DONE,
DEMON DESTROYED...DICTATED AND DETONATED DYNAMITE,
DEVASTED DAYS TO DEATH...AND TRIED TO NUKE THE NIGHT,
OLD WRONG
NEW RIGHT
BOLD SONG
WHO TYPED?
GOLD BONG
BLUE LIGHT
"SO LONG"!
"YOU FIGHT!
SINCE EVERYTIME
I TURNAROUND,
IM SQUARING UP...
FROM HEARING HUFF
MOTHERFUCKERS RAP...
IM TRYNA PUT YA EARS BY MY BALLS
SO YOU HEAR WHAT IM COMING WITH,
THAT WAS SOME OF THE DUMBEST SHIT
I'VE TYPED...IIGHT IM DONE WITH THIS.


Bishop G - New Poetry


REPLACE HOURS WITH SECONDS
AND THEN REPLACE PEACE INSTRUMENTS WITH WEAPONS
ROOKIES IN FOR LEGENDS,
DEFLATE EVERY BASKETBALL
NOW EVERYBODY DRIBBLE,
CAN 1 MAN PLAY MONKEY IN THE MIDDLE?
WITH LIFE AND DEATH ON EACH SIDE
AND ME HIGH PUTTING ON A SHOW,
DAMN...I REALLY SPEND MY LIFE PUTTING ON A SHOW,
PLAYED OR UNPLAYED, PAID AND UNDERPAID OR UNPAID,
LONG AS YOU SHINE IS ALL I HEAR THE SUN SAY,
BUT DADDY I NEED BOOTS IS WHAT MY SONS SAY,
DAUGHTERS WANT THEM PRETTY SHOES TO PRACTICE FOR THE
RUNWAY,
SOMEDAYS I CRY WHILE THINKING ABOT THE FUN DAYS,
BUT LAUGH THINKING ABOUT THE ASSWHOOPINS...CRAZY IN SOMEWAYS,
TO LIVE AND LEARN, AND GROW TO DIE,
ITS DEMAND AND SUPPLY...
COMMANDMENTS FROM THE SKY...
BYE BYE.


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Bishop G - New Poetry


BY GOD...THAT MAN HAS SCABS ALL OVER HIM! by dusean dunbar

THE HAPPIEST AND THE SADDEST I EVER BEEN IN YEARS,
MOTHERFUCKERS PUT ON BATHING SUITS AND SWIM IN MY TEARS,
JUST ANOTHER DAY AT THE PARK ,WITH THE PAIN IN MY HEART,
ITS PLAIN AS A DARK GLASS THEY HAD NO SHAME FROM FROM THE START,
MUST A MUTHAFUCKER CONTINUE TO CARRY THE LOAD,
TAKE THE BLAME FOR EVERYTHING WRITTEN OR TOLD?
TRUTH OR NOT...
SOLD!
THESE HIGH BIDDING DUMB BITCHES AT AUCTIONS,
BUT EVERYTHING YOU BUY COMES WITH A SIGN THAT SAY'S" CAUTION"!
I HATE PEOPLE WHO CANT READ BUT DO IT ANYWAY,
OUTLOUD IN FRONT OF CROWDS TRYNA SOUND SHIT OUT!
BOZO ROLLING IN HIS GRAVE CUT THAT CLOWN SHIT OUT!
THESE VICTORIA SECRET UNDIES..
CUT THAT GOWN SHIT OUT,
YOU CANT RESPECT THE ROOM IN MY HEARTS HOUSE THEN GET OUT!
AND TAKE ALL YOUR RAGGEDY NAPPY DRAMATIC SHIT OUT!
I KNOW MY CRIB BOGUS,
WINDOWS BROKEN,
NO GAS OR LIGHTS,
BUT IT'S FULL OF LOVE AND WATCHED OVER BY GODS SATTELITE!
THIS IS A DAGGER RIGHT?
NAW ITS A JAGGED KNIFE,
FUCK IT...
WE'LL JUST SAY ITS DUSEANS CLEVER STAB DEVICE,
ONLY IT'S NOT MEANT TO CUT AND CAUSE BLEEDING,
IM USING IT TO SLICE ROPES FROM THROATS TO FREE THE BREATHING,
SEE ITS FREEDOM AN AFRICAN WANTED...
THAT WAS THE DREAM,
NOW WERE FREE TO SAY " I LOVE YOUR GIRL"....
LIKE THE DREAM,
SO DISRESPECTFUL BUT HEY...
THIS IS WHAT WE EARNED,
THOSE WHO ADJUST TO SMOKE AND FIRE...
SHALL NEVER BE BURNED!

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Bishop G - "NEW POETRY ..LATE NIGHT AS PROMISED ...YOPPPP"


"I WANT YOU TO COME COMMENT IT ON MY BLOG ON THE PAGE..
AND LISTEN TO THE NEW SHIT...BUT ITS YOUR CHOICE..."



HIM A GHOST? by dusean dunbar/ bishop g

IM POSTED, WATCHING EVERYTHING
BUT NOT SEEN..ON SOME GHOST SHIT,
COULDA BEEN BOASTED,
POPPING CHAMPAGNE BOTTLES OPEN
ON SOME TOAST SHIT,
TO VICTORY I APPROACHED THEN COASTED,
BUT NO, I KEEP GLOVES ON AND KEEP BOXING,
FEET BOPPING MEANWHILE THE STREETS KEEP WATCHING,
ME...I THOUGHT I WASNT SHIT TO LOOK AT,
I REMEMBER SEEING WHEN THE PEOPLE WOULDNT LOOK BACK,
I TOOK THAT SHIT TO HEART AND PUT THE BLINDERS UP,
SIGHT LOCKED TO HOP OVER MOUNTAINS WHILE THEY CLIMBING STUFF,
ON ALOT OF MY RELATION SHIP CLOCKS
MY TIME IS UP,
FUCK IT THOUGH..LIFE IS TOUGH,
NOW I FIND MYSELF LIGHTING IT UPWEED WILL HELP A BIT,
BUT ITS NOT IMPORTANT TO ENGAUGE IN UNHEALTHY SHIT,
I FET THIS WAS IMPORTANT SO MY SPIRIT WROTE IT,
I FULLY HOPE THAT THINGS GET BETTER LET IT BE NOTED.
HEY...THERE YOU GO...NEW POETRY FROM DUSEAN DUNBAR...BISHOP G...AS PROMISED. HOPE YOU LIKE OR LOVE IT. I LOVE YOU.
YOPPPPPPPPPP"

Love it.
We love you too!
Like Bishop said, go leave him comments on that tight poetry!

Bishop G Does Paris, Tokyo





From his MySpace blog:

I LOVE HER...AND I HATE TO LEAVE HER LONELY,
BUT I GOTTA HIT THE FUCKING ROAD WITH MY HOMIES,
I CANT GO TO JAPAN..BUT I KNOW HOW TO DANCE,
HOPEFULLY ONE DAY ILL STAND UP AS THE MILLION DOLLAR MAN,
EATING BURGERS...IM PLUMP, WAS THE SCHOOLYARD PUNK,
UNTIL I CHALKEM OUT WITH PUMP, A COUPLE NIGGAS GONE JUMP..
AND THEY MOMMA SCREAM MURDER,
IM KILLING THEM AND FILLING HER WITH SORROW,
GUNRISE ..GOODBYE..FOR YOU THERES NO TOMMOROW,
I BURN GREEN WITH THE TEAM SINGING BILLY JEAN
WHILE EATING BEANPIES...
IM LOSING CASH JUST AS FAST AS
THE GAS LIGHT GOES OFF ON MY DASHBOARD..
IM SHEDDING TEARS...

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