Posted on January 13, 2012 by Black Ty
Some posts below, I spazzed in rhyme form to vent my feelings at having my heart broken. I said some out of character, inappropriate, and down right prickish and inaccurate things. For that, and more, I am truly sorry. This apology was inspired by a closer listening and accidental revisiting of Elzhi’s Euro Pass Album; [...]
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Posted on April 4, 2011 by Black Ty
she stood approximately 5’8″ more than just beautiful her mind’s great with aspirations for our time’s sake thought it impossible, she’s my date? young winnie mandell, make my little man swell crude construct, but the rhyme stands well when you consider, few could get her not that she was never scooped but hearts grow bitter, [...]
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Posted on March 12, 2011 by Black Ty
NOT SAFE FOR WORK!! TBTaffairs slowly turning into a porn site. j/p If you think I’m blowing it, I really don’t care Love me for the fire I am, not for my potential blaze Even though I got it, kindle, fuel and rockets, I got ‘em in spades …cal b whyte
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Posted on October 30, 2010 by Black Ty
In an earlier post this month, I mentioned my frustration when attempting to send a postcard back home to Canada. I must have deleted the picture of the postcard, but I found the words I typed before writing them on the postcard by hand. Here they are: Strings attached. My Dearest _ovial _lluring _electable _xception*, [...]
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Posted on October 21, 2010 by Black Ty
When you fly across the globe to spend time in a strange place, for a long or short time, language is always the first barrier you encounter. I had to deal with this frustration in China as well. Naturally, there is an adjustment period where you start to pick up certain words that will help you [...]
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Posted on April 30, 2009 by Black Ty
It’s been a week off tha piff-la since cock rock out like stiffla a voice told me: “avoid the haze mista” Saying more prayers than ever these days, i kiss the Good Book, no Bible, talking the one I’m script of funny how pain turns us all to well-wisha’s well with uh…, I won’t miss [...]
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Posted on March 31, 2009 by Black Ty
Tip posted this on twitter, so I wrote some lyrics to it. vroom i peel out, dust blocked by mudflaps they shooting on sesame, so i buss back up in the ghetto, i’m bumping heavy metal while sultry soft sax is causing treble on the level word to big bird, he be slapping da bass [...]
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Posted on March 24, 2009 by Black Ty
I spit this through the wire deli meat piled on the kaiser no soze, the suspects are unusual can’t help how they moving you got you not doing you watch how you adore them cuz it’s so haaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrd pause…to ignore them We see some flying high off their whips and things Held up by puppet [...]
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Posted on March 23, 2009 by Black Ty
It’s weird how someone’s opinion can throw you off your game so much. I am feeling uninspired today. Feeling like one of the millions of clones manufactured on Kubino to fight for the Old Republic, and newer Empire. Not feeling very Jango Fett right now…ya dig? I’m hoping Octavia E. Butler’s Kindred can stir something [...]
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Posted on January 14, 2009 by Black Ty
What’s your gimmick? How you spit it? How you flip it? What’s your angle? You’re Mr. B0-Jangles? Or do you hand out mangled, threats? warning your foes about strangled, necks? Face contorted and twisted toting, tecks What else? What’s next? What you wear on your vest? Superman, Hulk-types biggin up your chest or maybe you’re [...]
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