For God's Son Granted Me Corey

Father, son, holy ghost, or magic merlin 

im still in aww and shock

In all his glory, God granted my Corey

  

yore feel like higher on a fishscale 

kilo hydro rolling like a ring around a Rose

garden gnome my ornament for colder months he my

comforter my fire water pouring warm in growing my forest  

hie my jelly on my scone    

he my mayor morning glory

only homie i need to know 

a 10 course country club dinner

a Four story home a horse tail dripped in gold

 juicy Valours track suit soft comfortor  A peace Corps helen of troy'

 Te Amo Mi Amor feels riche like  A Porsche Chauffeur 

Soaring Higher than a heavens door,  Solon Ohio together in our zone when I SAY yo my corey he say soon he gone 

him he's short but most importantly he adores me and he gores me in the back cause im his horror story Wild Roaring Poor and Sore Cunt Lovin Slut Excited just to be his presence improve self esteem and a blessing its a charity its Basking its bottom feedin the backwind ass right sittin in his shit be better than my own Ass Hat Droppings My caboose could ever produce truce Deuce  

  Sight for anybody looking back Nasty stash of socks cant pass me up or him without a push or pressing fuck be in his distraction A DECISION never made cause Corey never yes or no or maybe so because he strictly Facts . Hes action. Hes clueless dont need shoeless to be know when he be going to the gym because he is already working HIM self care love Rare, Values instilled in him are what normal people prepare airtight alabis and store them in the lockerroom in dusty shoes who lie longer than    
engorged him in the heart he trained me in his Morning Glory Holier Machine for seeming Stoned but Rock stay harder than Ivy Leage and Im feeling gooey like a lasagna soup  more than fantastic ratchet little baby Gene's hes got the thickness and the fitness

on a straight line narrow ass he the Line right track, on time, no need to question where he off to cause its just the Best time hes Fine and

TRESSES OF TREY

TRESSES OF TRAYVON

You see me in my hood,
but thats only cause my hair ain't dry yet,
still got another hour till this thang can come alive,
my mane is getting done but under a hood its hidden,
Cause these silky strans just need love and weather protection,
it takes finesse to get my messy mop of frizz snarl free and a lot of time to tame my do of ringlet wannabes,
 if you wonder what lurks its my beast getting worked,
but I was fixing for a cigarillo so I grabbed my purse,
 took a stroll to the corner store,
what up to the clerk, at first he thought the worst, n had to take a second look,
 like I was maybe gonna rob him but I was 

working on my bob
He  didnt know about the half done job under the cloth,
 little did he know I was primping just before,
Wasn't trying to run into anybody that I know,
I mean  I'm surely super fresh but I was dressed in ugly sweats,

My tangled head prevented me from presenting all my best,
But on my way home, well, little did I know,
About the man who sat in the window,
 between blinds spying on me,
But I'm as innocent and as infant,
As he gripped his glock,
My happy ass just kept walking down the sidewalk 

Cause you see me walking by and instantly I'm outta line cause its night time the moon is up and I be out so I guess I must be getting into something cuz nobody else be up for nothing at this time a night the only Stirring up be troubling

you're wondering what kinda laws that i'm defying and my long leg strides tell you I'm running from a crime, 

so what u some street team justice league master

neighborhood watch leader ? crime stoppin' thug blaster?

All-seeing cross-guard n' side-walk referee

Armchair window peeper, after hour peace keeper?

On the lookout for hoodlums in hoods who be up to no good,

On the watchout for thugs in Lugs who be out for blood

Got a keen eye on crooks and kids crossing through your yard 

Your fully loaded glock tightly gripped between your arms

Imagination's running wild when you see me, just a teen

Already got a lawyer to protect you from police

you see me walkin by, instantly im outta line

its nighttime the moon is up im out so i must

 be getting into something
cause nobody else be up for nothin

at this time of night the only thing stirring up be troubling

you're wondering, what s kinda law i be defying,

my long legs' strides tell you im running from a crime 

I've got my hoodie on and up so i'm terrifyin' ya

you're dreading what be in my pocket as your finger slides....
Zimmerman, and his racist sentiment,
Couldn't tell a homebound brown skinned kid from a criminal convict.

Cause what I was teaching for, was just a comb, you deplorable murderer - I never made it home.

RADDEST QUEEN - Raz-Pro - Wash Up

RADDEST QUEEN

Princess biznotch is me one day ill be the raddest queen

the baddest and the gladdest only dream about such royalty,

loyal on your knees, kneel, lean up, but don't step to me

if u dare to push the envelope, ill pull u like a lever

See if keep the biznotchallenged then u clever

Watch the biznotcheck yourself before you speak of biznotch

Chill out with the biznotchangeyaflow

Stream of thought that the biznotch chase forever more  

whatever keeps the folks hitched, i nail em em like a mallet

Hammer heads who in my niche in the kitchen fill my chalice

Colorful my pallet be, brushin haters off gently

At the palace with her pals, thats the place you wanna be

Its debauchery cahoots cruising crews included too,

Hanging out, Talking bout how we used to rhyme in pews

Now these stanzas set to sell, but you know we keep it real

Musical sucess measured in a form spiritual

Hip hop heaven underground nah i don't mean hell

Like a llama spitting fresh fetched from the well

Fill another glass with those biznotch tales

Pass around what you got rhymewise with ya pals

Keep close with the folks even tighter with their ears

Do you feel me? Can you hear my clearly? check one, two

im going viral but these fools keep asking bout my style

My fashion sense in every breath i get dressed by the pen

Other rappers wrap themselves in trendy plastic sells   

get admired for their jacket brands more than their racket they call jams

Fans love the pants but don't give a damn where you stand

Fancy green grass and a mansion but your rhymes all trash

Put a cap on ya chatter time to practice all ya stanzas

119The Key to being emcee never quit the rhyme till u hacking

My other rule? No underpants, cunts, or any pansies

They can blow me kisses but dont get to ride my pony

In the land of princess biznotch, never anybody lonely

even bitches got a rhyme its a sandwish with baloney

Hungrey for some more of me, still think im just a phoney

see i got some personalities but they dont come for free

all my eyes combine and soon trignometrical design

Each ID a different side who am I? lemme decide

Never lies but i choose to recognize whichever side

provides the most to who be in the front or on my side

No surprise but its wise to verbalize where crowds can find

I apply every vibe, always color in the lines

in the sky high as ever but not all yall on my level

Like my 3 headed pandas in the sky doing stanzas

reaching crowds with more than sounds as they bounce from red

to write it down, fore to front in front of crowds you must know how they get down

tell the truth even if you only got like a few

Overstood logic means you know what coulda should

Fill your mind with OUGHTTAs and consider all that MAY or SHOULD

biznotch wanna say what you wanna hear but she do what she ought no matter how sincere she not  

Party Tard Speed

Hear "Party Tard" on SoundCloud Link 

call me PB, heard about my rhyme spree?

my momma said amanda, then began the beat,
forever been a twisted sister and bit of a freak, 
believe you me do i gots nice genes

It's me and my amphetamines 

my speedy mindless nights 

I hide eyes wide awake pupils dilated 

by daybreak I'm a sorry sight 

I'm fried both day and night 

My thoughts are so fast I think I just strained my back

dry skin from too many cigs my heart rate climbs

My jaw clenched tight teeth grinding  

 I'm a user and abusing never minding what the crime 

I'm a junkie sloppy druggie fucked up losing all my pride 

no joke im just a dope head double dosing brain is toast, 

no day break in this basement for the next 48

how come my dopamine just aint enough to get me up? Chemically entrusted me, I squeeze out the last of all i got

Feeling me, till im pleased, then peace reality I'm off to a land where the scene aint a front

Where people got my back, and i'm leader of the pack, nobody taxing my ass, its a fantastic blast

family is getting distant cause I'm fighting for a casket

when my pack of irrational maggots be in a jam

they be asking where Im at cause Im nasty on the track

Im the liquor that they mix

im the poison im the fix

the blast, the mish mash the green the red the blue the black

im the callous on your ass, I'm under your skin a tick i itch you scrac

im inertia im the dart, im the devil's little nark

I hop and skip your pulses as I drown you in the ocean

Like erosion I rub close enough to make you lose ya focus

im deep I creep from beneath so watch ur toes

I choke out fools with their own chains made of and gold

cause they fake so I lay their plastic asses out to bake

 I rain upon their lame parades and give their babies extra shake

How biznotic! Never thought it could be so exotic

Its an erotic hypotic kinda godess

From my noggin out my body started in heart

When it comes out it be mighty hard to stop

This flow, I got it, like a powerful watah fawcett,

I fought it like a protestant before but now applaud it

Heard it, wanted it, so I sought it out then i got it ,

Signed BIZNOTCH on the dotted line allotted,

Got beef, got blood, aint got no doubt about it

Fuck it , i be on it, im a proud ass rhyming goddess

Your momma told ya, Quit bouncing on the bed, 

well my momma told me quit bobbing ya head

because we running out of tylenol, you'll never see me fall

cause i be climbing higher than the escalators at the mall

If you laying on the train tracks choo choos your last

pop a Louie pop a fewey till a chemical attack

Reaction AA hey fools say my name take away the reputation but you still the same

You want it to be known – let it be done be known

we learnt it at school about the books we read at home

but who was that? Dr. someone, professor thatsafact

enough of phds gimme lmnopeace

Cause the shit that I spit is so legitaytmirte

its so delicious, its a shame for you to miss

so listen to the princess as Im' enlisted cause

each one of my tits so big its got they own zip cvode

Who Am I ? You can catch me on the fly, knees knocking in my knicker bockers

rap a lot and talk a ton

a chatter box rapper smashing rhymes just for fun

Shit gets risky quick when emcees  wanna roast my mind

like dietitions saying fist sized chicken cut'll get you right

BORN AGAINST HER WILL - Eligh - I Am Born

BORN AGAINST HER WILL

Shhh dare I say her name? My dead little sister got god damned

knock knock chair down at the door God's back

Shame on the man whomnever told her about the neck

now she's a stain upon my own in black ink   

Dare I say her soul ain't free? How dare me here still in hell she?  Shame, the news read, she was only 15

Now life was never fair but her suicide tears me apart,

from the inside out I'm paralyzed and all my thoughts

Dare I speak her name? I curse her in my prayers...

I'ma take that up with her myself for all I've had to bear  

Cuz now I'm left to wear this noose on my neck,

But I swear ill never drop it, u can't take it, s’all I got left

I’m cursed! suffering is mine, its true

not a lot can say they got the strength to take this confusion and pain

But I refuse to lose to this traumatic haunting monster

Influence my sister,  but forever I'll resist

This ring of sin, this villainous invasion

Taking reign upon my brain,  trying' to erase my sister's name?

Like a thorny crown, she's blood stain upon a gown, I try to get it out but the only hell that comes out... 

Revenge upon you little bitch how could you trust in such a prick this anti-Christ seductive lying piece of fibrous shit?

wistful, furious I’m listless – so the noose does gently sit,

Till the day I lose my grip

Darcy in my memories, picture frames, family trees

Left us more than grievances, sacrificial lamb of treason

Wishful thoughts of rest in peace, now we're taunted by the beast

leave me be, this noose forever be a wicked curse on me  

My sister under influence of weakened hope and chemic-illness

Her visions never were fulfilling, Longing for flawlessness 

Love and joy mysteries, peace out of reach

taunted by societies enforced belief systems was she

No trust in herself, but frustration far too much

She was stuck inside utopia dreaming of the dust,

Such a battle what a storm such a useless world in store,

for a girl without a prayer every windows just door.

staring straight into a dismal state of Self-hate and Mutilation

 till the bleeding numbed the pain and all sensation faded,

Under pressure underweight each friend more fake

talking behind her back on the race to heaven’s gate

race to heaven's gate,

You little whore, you little slut, you ugly fat disgusting fuck,

You only purge two times a day? Don't cut as deep as us?

Well... that just not enough. But, If you hate yourself enough,  and your shrink says you're fucked you,

You'll be popular like us, Soon well hate each other's guts!

thats the essence of our clique, get with us cause we're the shit, so my sister mixed with bitches without confidence or wishes,

Till a verbal slaughter worse than all their slitted wrists!

Oh how I miss my little sister, My Darcy Lynne...

Darcy in my memories, picture frames, family trees

Left us more than grievances, sacrificial lamb of treason

Wishful thoughts of rest in peace, now we're taunted by the beast

Away with you! You cursed noose, Forever its you I accuse!

Darcy in my memories, picture frames, family trees

Left us more than grievances, sacrificial lamb of treason

Wishful thoughts of rest in peace, now we're taunted by the beast

Leave me be or else the noose will be the last of me, 

Shhh dare I say her name? my dead little sister got god damned

knock knock chair down at the door God's back

Shame on the man whomnever told her bout the neck

now shes a stain upon my own in black ink   

Dare I say her soul aint free? How dare me here still in hell she?  Shame, the news read, she was only 15

Life ain't ever easy, pleasing, fair, or just - believe me,

this suicide's been measly torn me up and paralyzed me

from the inside out my self, mind, and thoughts are all beside me

Dare i say her name? I curse her in my prayers,

parsed scrutiny spared pursed lips burst and tear  

Cuz now I'm left to wear this noose on my neck,

But I swear ill never drop it, u cant take it, s’all I got left

I’m cursed! suffering is mine, its true

not a lot can say they got the strength to take this confusion and pain

But i refuse to lose to this relentless haunting monster

Influence my sister,  but forever I'll resist

This ring of sin, this villainious invasion,

this torturous atrocious taunting tormenting coerscion

This corrosive brain forsaken-shame this eroded focus taken reign, 

this pain struck heart strung praise remains unspoken 

from a throat, silent hope tryin' to cope, with this emotion

like a scar, sown proud, sharp spoken, thorny crown,

fresh blood drippin down upon a white satin gown,

I try to spit it out, but the sound is faint n faded brown,

I'm hellbent shouting out whatever words are found:

Revenge upon you little bitch how could you trust in such a prick this anti-christ seductive lying piece of fibrous shit?

wistful, furious I’m listless – so the noose does gently sit,

Til the day I lose my grip

Darcy in my memories, picture frames, family trees

Left us more than grievances, sacrificial lamb of treason

Wishful thoughts of rest in peace, now we're taunted by the beast

May it be in hell or heaven, her news a piece of me

My sister under influence of weakened hope and chemic-illness

Her visions never were fulfilling, Longing for flawlessness 

Love and joy mysteries, peace out of reach

taunted by societies enforced belief systems was she

No trust in herself, but frustration far too much

She was stuck inside utopia so dreams were of the dust,

Such a battle such a storm such a useless world in store,

for a girl without a prayer every windows just door.

staring straight into a dismal state of Self-hate and Mutilation

 till the bleeding numbed the pain and all sensation faded,

Under pressure underweight each friend more fake

talking behind her back on the race to heaven’s gate

Deceptive two-faced creatures no intelligence

Hate spake from the bitches lips she believed every bit

Inner critic soon to dominate her every little think

Imprisoned in her own skin her head echoed the disses

Till the ringing in her head as ugly as her slitted wrists

2Little whore little slut you ugly fat disgusting fuck

You only purge two times a day? And don’t cut deep as us?

Well that’s just not enough, But if you hate yourself enough

and youre shrink says you’re fucked up, You’ll be popular like us,

And soon we'll hate each other's guts

So my sister mixed with bitches without confidence or wishes

Till all her thoughts were just as messy as her slitted wrists

oh how i miss...

Soon we'll hate each other's guts, This concoction, this destruction,

Desolation and corruption, this ill befell upon my sis

till her final gift, asphyxiation. oh how i miss

Darcy in my memories, picture frames, family trees

Left us more than grievances, sacrificial lamb of treason

Wishful thoughts of rest in peace, now we're taunted by the beast

Leave me be or else the noose will be the last of me 

Tha Bizness of Shapes - Raz-pro Oranges

THE BIZNESS OF SHAPES

Yeah, I calculate my shapes or Id be scrapin' up mah face That mess up on the blackboard? Yeahit one day it will equate my fate scribble problems on my wrists, double dribbling the gist mathematics rule the realm but now im feeling overwhelmed with steps, the stairs, the problematic storytales Watch me ride the spiral rail conducting functions for the grail Rollin up my problems passing classes getting wired My Function says divide u and minus all you liars You wanna multiply me but my fractions aint your style So i Count my blessings desecrate the limits till im tired To me all shapes are puzzles causin' trouble need to cuddle But The rhombus wants to bomb us thinking diamonds kinda pompous Even odd solutions in the back of the bus Those Greek n Latin figures really started something up I pass tha pi to Sally - keep a peace then raise the power Rolling dice in circles scribing rhymes and drawing flowers My calculator's brain spills on paper like its rain So i Phone up the big apple wring a genius in the range The status of the sun say thequation never done Cause the Value of ya name a factor frequency can stun When the moon be fading (out) we say that cresent's waning and if you think i poked the kid then dough i shall be claiming Angles cute and wide are geometrical invaders I'm walkin' the hypotenuse and yall'll get there later Theres something in the threes that kinda magic and unseen I mean, the prisms and the pyramids are built of shapes that are extreme Degrees between this average square you may find an emCee, Connecting vectors radically giving my brain a little freeze U try to wreck a triangle you'll get tangled completely, i mean that on right here's the sharpest corner block in all the city, Speaking of divinity its mathematics can't you see, I mean, How else you gonna know what mother nature meant to mean

Yeah, I calculate my shapes or Id be scrapin' up mah face That mess up on the blackboard?Yeah one day it will equate my fate

scribble problems on my wrists, double dribbling the gist

mathematics rule the realm but now im feeling overwhelmed with steps,

the stairs, the problematic storytales

Watch me ride the spiral rail conducting functions for the grail

Rollin up my problems passing classes getting wired

My Function says divide u and minus all you liars

You wanna multiply me but my fractions aint your style

So i Count my blessings desecrate the limits till im tired

To me all shapes are puzzles causin' trouble need to cuddle

But The rhombus wants to bomb us thinking diamonds kinda pompous

Even odd solutions in the back of the bus

Those Greek n Latin figures really started something up

I pass tha pi to Sally - keep a peace then raise the power

Rolling dice in circles scribing rhymes and drawing flowers

My calculator's brain spills on paper like its rain

So i Phone up the big apple wring a genius in the range

The limit of amanda infinite reachin madneses

Graphs plotted in my pad dot in verse analysis

Raise it to the power rule out trig-no-metrics

Diss the class status sticks upon the axis class

Angles cute and wide are geometrical invaders

I'm walkin' the hypotenuse and yall'll get there later

Theres some algebracadabra with the number 3

the prisms and the pyramids are built

of shapes which that are extreme

Degrees between this average square you may find an emCee,

Connecting vectors radically giving my brain a little freeze

U try to wreck a triangle you'll get tangled completely,

i mean that on right here's the sharpest corner block in all the city,

If You seek divinity its mathematics can't you see,

I mean, How else you gonna know what mother nature meant to mean?

HOCKEY, USA

HOCKEY, USA

you think that i'm Canadian because I got a blade beneath my leather laced up kicks and half my teeth knocked out,

cause my faced is stitched up instead of round my rubber pucks,

my lips are blue and pink and they be be kissing Stanley cups,

cause my pony's a Zamboni you think I ain't got no west side story

and you think i'm kinda cold cause my ball's not rolled

instead of 9, we shoot out, and it ain't some round ornage swine dimpled brown ball of twine we got, 

like I'm more eh eh than I am USA cause I skate upon a frozen lake, aint no way I'm from the states and I must be expat cause my games xrated

so what my turfs a little pinkened rink and I got a kink in my dinky taped-up, lipped stick, u think like yea, I could be inuit,

cause my dug-out's a deckcage beside my-indoor-only iceblock stage, you say I'm out of range,

 so you hate on my jersey, cause instead of 4 we play in 3 , checkered tops on referees, surely can't be land of the free? 

You think the RED that I pledge must be Maple Leaf, when I'm telling you, its more like Winged Feet, I'm from the Motor City, I sleep between 5 Seas with the rest of my team  ! 

Wayne Gretzky said it best, you miss 100%

of the shots you never take, so that's why i choose to play

Hockey and I rock a red wing and ain't a jockey, Pbiz Ice Cold, Sports Be The Topic