Written N' Passive of Art

Written N' Passive of Art
from the Lord I'm created
from the spirit I'm created..
From love I'm born, from
death I'm reincarnated.. I'm
a passive of art, I'm written
with a date of birth Thank
God I'm available at your early
convenience.. I'm blessed, I'm
god fearing with out him my
light would be darken with my soul
of my heart stopping! With My dreams
being immortal to what's really happening..
I'm blessed, I'm favored Yesterday was a
written lesson.. But today, I'm second
guessing... But find myself being clever
after the second question! It's amazing how
one minute I'm functioning, then the next
amnesia to the world.. It's no weed in
my Intelligence, Just process of elimination..
Multiple choice... I'm a NATURAL SELECTION,
Cause only the strongest survive, I'm 23 and
today I'm part of history.. Sorry, Sometimes
my intelligence can get mixed up with a Bi-
Polar symptoms and it need a treatment. Some
call it craziness, but I just call it venting I may
need {Poetry. Therapy} because my journey
will be written, by the way I'M WRITTEN N' POETRY
TERMS.. because this is the only way you will
ever get spoken out of me.

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S O U R C R E A M & O N I O N S

Sour Cream & Onions

Artificial Flavoring, everything
Was in her favoring. Written
From imaginative brains that
Is embedded in my imagination..
Green screen placed behind it..
Glamorous walking, complexion
African America skinned.. Beautiful
Envision, Beautiful body, black hair
With burgundy streaks.. Part me as I
paint this picture, I'm still trying to
Visualize the perfect picture.. Instead
I have a vision of her sexual image.. Nipples
Imprinted in her silk Lingerie.. Aroma is Jasmine
Her smile tend to melt the soul of a true believer. Kisses on forehead, treating her as
A Queen... I'm a frog, one kiss from her.. I'm her Prince.. I'm hers for eternity from death do us apart. I vow, My destiny is my honor.
Honor her as if she was my father, Honor thy
Mother & Father, handing my soul.. It's written Sour Cream & Onions! Behind the split
Screen Its written that's she's been down the
Wrong past once before... stealing, miss treating, and arsonist.. Spitting in Sour Cream and Onion.. Baptize, written in certificate of
Forgiveness in honor of The Lord! Perfect picture is amending so far, But one peek at
The wrong vision can increase the habit of
Old " Sour Cream & Onions" Lil Kim of Old..
A Freak of Whole, Satin in control.. Alter Ego of Hilary.Camille But in control of celibate
Unfold.. I guess I suppose to UN leashed the fold this is my sermon! A Make believe sermon
A picture drawing from a imaginative vision
Of the view of Poetry.Jones

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H I L A R Y. C A M I L L E

-- Hilary.Camille

Refuse to give her soul
to any male without the
likes of a ring. Males testing
and stressing the fact of one
day opening up her thighs.. But
instead she's celibate, she's not
up to just being a one night stand
only.. so she will wait until the deal
can be seal. Dude's grabbing at them selves
throwing they best game @ Hilary.Camille
but yet she hit them with the patience face..
Meaning if you can't grow old with this, then
it doesn't seem to be a match.. Cause I refused
to be the most talked about * Beep* to much
respect for that.... You hear me, I said I have to
much respect for my pride to just be one of the one's
to be forgotten about tomorrow and a Statistic to
just any NiGGA lie, so she will wait on that man to
give her self too. A man to relieve her orgasms for real
and not a man that she will have to fake her desire of
being happy too... Not a Hit Man, Not a Liar, and Not
that little boy that is the baby father too Sha'Recia or
La'Felicia kids.. But that Man that is sent from the Heaven's
of God... As she enlisted, See she want to be held mentally,
physically, emotionally and not just sexually! She not going
to lie she said " her panties does get wet" because the hugs,
kisses, and touch rubbed her the right way.. But Not Hilary
Camille cause this here is value until proven otherwise I'm Celibate!


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W R I T T E N B Y : P O E T R Y . J O N E S

It's W R I T T E N { i'M D A S H I T}

Kind of like Pac, you knew
what ever he written was
going to be lyrically inclined..
Whatever beat, whatever studio
you knew he would revolutionize
the hell out that track.. Kind of
what I do with out a beat, I'm venting
... speaking diligently on any piece
on any giving stanza, no matter the
weather.. Who I am? I'm Poetry.Jones
that's Politically stating for all causes,
That's Outspoken not bashful of expressing
who I have become, That's Eccentric cause
I'm a different marker, not the same I'm more
of my own person. That's Truth in state of being
the character of integrity as well as being true
to who I am, That's Remarkable, mean I'm worthy
of the attention.. Hell I'm great, I'm cold.. I'm remarkable!
and Young.. I'm the age of 6 championship ring holder Jordan.

I'm arrogance, I'm Cocky.. It's written
I'm a lyrically genius It's written...
I'm a free styler, Free styling venting
phenom... Lebron James.. It's unwritten
cause as fast as it's coming to my head
I'm writing, typing.. recycling... It's
my Vision... I'm creative,imaginative,
articulate, formative and gifted. I'm
on my way to the top, That's written!
Detroit's Red, Blue, & White
Shit. Detroit's Materialistic
Shit! Detroit's What is That
Bitch looking @ Shit.. Detroit I'm A
Cash Money Millionaire shit... I'm
The shit and that's written.. I over came
That shit, I'm more mature then that shit
Cuz clearly, I don't need
You to tell me I'm the Suga. Honey. Iced. Tea and
That is Written!

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- I’m a Noun But at times I tend to be A Linking verb, comparing me To the unknown fact of Another soul, Because Of the deep color Of my skin, I’m Either a robber, a kidnapper, Thug or a Drug Dealer. assaulting my intelligence’s Where does this stereotyping Draw the line. Because I have became some type of atmosphere to the world Like I’m not even standing In the room. I’m human, but I never said I was perfect nor better Then anyone else, I’m blood As well as flesh, I tend to Tired, I tend to cry because I’m emotional. But I guess the one’s that Say this and that, I call them perpetrator Because they are not who They say They are, but instead All the respect is toward Them, why I don’t know I’m not saying I’m the Realest because any one's that are Human are bound to Make mistake and sin.. But if this ain’t the realest Note I every wrote.. then I don't know what is.. “ I’m laughed at because I’m different, but I laugh because y’all all the same”

Mal-Functioning Psychology

Yet, I'm writing so
what is your reason
for doubted? Yet, you
seen that it's a "Hard
Knock Life" So why "Knock my Hustle", you see us living
in a " Crazy World" I am
to Poetry as Jeezy is to
Ad-Libs, adlibs every where
speaking in preparation..
Let me continued with my
generation, speaking vividly
on this piece. But venting diligently
on this piece & Letting my ingenuity lead
me into creativity of my originality.
Ha, kind of unorthodox how my mind
is fresh off of Boldness, and speaking
fearlessness of indomitability.. translation
I can't be be overcome, so I shall not over
come my conception of being Imaginative.

{ Head, spinning}

Reverse psychology,contradictory myself
Never! putting my brain cells back in
fast forward... Cause I'm venting myself,
I'm doing the robot, without Michael
Jackson's shoes.. My brain is " Dancing, Dancing , DANCING" I'm Samuel 'Screech' Powers
in saved by the Bell.. " When I wake up in
the morning," I don't th1nk I'm going to make
it on time... Fast forwarding to Urkle " Snort, did I do that"? Hell I'm Mal-functioning, out ordered
I'm a brain cell, that went blank.. Call it writer
block, no, no, no call it a Brain Freeze, Cause
I'm taking everything in so fast, I can only grasp
one stanza at time..." Ah Yi Yi" I'm Alpha 6 from
"Teenage Mutant Power Ranger", Hold on they wasn't
call that " They was Just Power Ranger's.. It's time
for me to Morph back into action... It's Poetry.Time!
off the all black Nation of Islam with the Black Fist
as The Morpher... Shaking my head, asking my doctor
am I aight... M.R.I! I'm speaking Bi.Polar People naw
fuck It, I'm just ILL People... Naw I'm off that Wayne
People... Speaking in that I'm High! T.Pain Voice people
but written in that voice of me having that LISP People!

Inside My Mind { Behind The Scene} Freestyle

Inside My Mind {BEHIND THE SCENE}

I know a lot would like
to know what goes on
in my mind? Right now
It's crazy, because yet it
seem that I have it all..
sometimes my mind is
malfunction, it kind of
resemble something like
a " DUH" HUH"! because
I'm constantly thinking,spitting..
i meant to say free styling.. I'm constantly running
my mind with. with creative writing skills that is
and then living life all @ the same time..
Trying to re live a love life also trying to
watch my back from real life.. My mind
is in shambles trying to decide what
I want to do with my life.. Do I want
to be this or that? Mimicking my idol,
as if I haven't told y'all before who
my idol is.. Langston Hughes, a huge
fan of his.. Making his life apart my
life.. drawing viewers closer to my
life as I recite for my audience, grasping
the attention of many that applaud the
Truth... rocking my True religion, because
truth is part of my religion........ Let me
pass the beat over to whom ever want to
get in on this...

Calling all Poet to get in on this...

A W A K 3 N I N G N ' P O E T R Y T E R M S

Awak3ning, This morning I woke up
and I felt like this.. so bare
with me people, maybe I'm
in that stage, where I feel like
preaching!

Yet we tend to hide behind our
smile Until we can't find who
we truly are anymore.. So we
tend to hide behind our Cocky
attitude, Manipulating the innocence,
and lying about whom they really are.
Perpetrating on the eye of the real believer..
Leaving us of Truth on the outside, because
of one lie.. Now everyone, thinking everybody
a liar and a deceiver!

Written in contrast
capturing the the pictures
of my "Subjects", but me
as the "ARTIST" capturing
the true facts of the black
& white portraits.. Being able
to tell my story in my own
words. from my imagination
to a carbon copy of a sheet
of paper.. Incorporated my
in puts of LOVE. LIFE. ETC.
In reality, closing my eyes..
opening my mind, venting
and awakening my mind to hyperventilating
my soul.. Maneuvering my spirit with the
power of Knowledge, but posted my knowledge
to blogs all across the world so the whole world
can see that knowledge is Power. I'm spitting
more than just a hot 16, I'm spitting more of
a free for all for those of Diversity can witness
that It's no colors better than other..

All these years we were taught to hate
one another because the pigment
of the skin of a opposite race.. Segregated
in color of Colors with the lighter colors winning
because of the believers of Hitler studies of
colors being the DEVIL, when in reality their
only one GOD that's into judging of my book..
Hanging ancestor, burning ancestors, and
slaving my ancestors.. Bush waring my poberity
into a Recession of Today. Today's Date Jan 7, 2009
I'm a witness of a Barack Obama Presidential Experienced
A Barack Obama Change and already their are Head lines
in Viewer Discretion that he's another Nigga in Distress! Closed
my eyes...... Let me Vent a little longer, We tend
to hide who we are because the world will hate to
see who we really are!

A W A K 3 N I N G.... P A R T. T W O

Yet we come a long
way. Yet we still fight
amongst ourselves.Same
people preaching I want
change, still not doing any-
thing to change the way we
our as people.. Growing up
I was raised off Martin Luther
Non-Violent speech, but I be damned
if that work. Because we killing ourselves
over PETTY and anything... Just last
night I heard 3 gun shots, me not running
because I'm so immune to it where I come
from... So hearing a gun shot, is like hearing alarm
sound to me.. All I did was walk as slow as I could
because when It's my time to go. It's my
time go, It's no cheating life.. But my
opportunity of Final Destination is not
getting killed by the Gun, but to die
by the reality of life.. Living my days of
older age, that's what I mean by reality.. Not
no one coming up to me freely and saying "
This is a stuck up, because my brother I'm
just going to look at you and laugh because
you can have what I have.. But you just want
be getting mines. a least not today! " Get out
your car now" he said Not in this weather my
brother, but I would be sure to dropped you off
where ever you need to go My brother.. But this
leaving me stranded in the middle of no where...
I don't think i can do that My Brother.

But does my memory serve me correctly My
brother, but are you doing all this to Please
a young sister? or you just doing this to served
your purpose in the Hood? To received Prized
for your wild behavior...Don't get me wrong a
women touch is the most wonderful thing in
the world, but Love don't work that easy it
take commitment from both... I'm a 80's
baby and I know Love ain't what it once today
as it was Back in the day's.. I know that just
by hearing my Parents and Grandparents Talking..
Hell I know that just by hearing some of the old
music Talking.. Love today is what Bonnie & Clyde
taught, Love today is what kind of car is parked?
Love today is how your sex is sparked! Love is
today is how much Money you caught... referring
to money as some type of savior WRONG... Because
believe it or people the United States is broke.. It's so
crazy how Stunning can capture your attention.. But
your final exam from yesterday lesson can't be Aced
because of your affiliations with foolishness my
brother.

Sha'Lecia. Da'resha. Wallace Story

Sha'Lecia. Da'resha. Wallace

Just because you can
spelled SWAG! Don't
make you a Vocabulary Word
spell champion.. Just because
you written arrogant down; don't mean
your arrogant, stopping putting
your names in fields that you
don't know shit about, all you
make believe bitches get on
my nerves.. I really didn't want
to come in the New year with this
on my shoulders.. But I just
fucking wish y'all would die and
Go else where, other then Hell..
Because that seem to be to easy
for your hoes.. Excuse my language
but that's what I wanted to say...
Beyonce this.. Beyonce that.. OKay
Beyonce is Beyonce so who in the
hell are you.. Yet, I'm looking @ some
weave and I still don't know who the real
you is.. Who are you? What is your name?
Who style is that? Matter fact, who dick is this?
this week.. Who car is this? No No No fuck
that who dress is this, Who Heels are these?
Which nigga made you a statistic? Oh! and now
we not shit! No, No, Your clearly not shit.. It's
because Hoe's like you that make not shit Nigga's

Don't take what you got between your legs for granted.. It's
okay to tell a Nigga no.. If he can't wait then that's
something you don't need to deal with in your life.But
you not just going to keep on say that all Ni69as Shit..
when clearly you F'kd him on the very same night you
met him and then say You in love with him. I mean how
let me hear this? Why because he F'kd you better than
any of your past or was it because he had a better car
than any body else in your past? I mean let me know
because I'm a man! That grew up as a boy, but as
age because to increased, I became a man.. Something
a lot of these Hoe's and Nigga's fail to realize because
I'm not about to fight over no bish over 15 minutes
of my time, better yet no minutes of my times and you
shouldn't either.. Get your priority together.. Fight over
your Husband or wife not these muthphuka that don't mean
nothing... Man I hate you bitches... But I love a sophisticated
Black women! But yet they independence, they on they own..
hell that sounds like Ne-YO shit to me.. BITCH Please

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ART OF HIP. HOP

Art of Hip.Hop

Percussion sounded, feet moving
beat dropping. Fingers ticking,
body wiggling.. Head spinning.
Adidas rocking, Kango fitted.
That"s the" ART OF HIP. HOP"

Run DMCing, card board breaking.
Juke box bobbing, gold chain
throbbing.. BROOKLYN raised.
That's the " ART OF HIP.HOP"

Breaking this, breaking that..
riddle me this, riddle me that..
"I need love" remixing... Michael
Jackson Thrilling,Michael Jackson
Moon Walking off the " Red Leather,
Silver zipping" That"s The "ART OF
HIP.HOP"


Subway venue, fresh can of spray
paint, Philadelphia Tagging..Leaving
R.I.P Ray-Mo !"Beat Street" Beat box rocking
nothing but some Radio "Raheem"
Shhhh! Hi-Top Fade "Kid -n- Play
Jocking.... " In Living color" Cross
Color, In Spike Lee's "Do The Right Thing".
That"s the " ART OF HIP. HOP"

Cooley High, "It's so hard to say goodbye"
"Shoppers World" French Toast, Karl Kani,
and Beeper buzzing *911 followed right behind
it! S.E.G A shouting... Mortal Kombat- "Get
Over Here", Street Fighter- "Ha-Uuuu-Gain" and
Sonic The Hedgehog Flipping. That's the "Art of
Hip Hop"

Poetic Justice, Tupac, and Janet Jackson...
Maya Angelou- Phenomenal Women Written!
Poetry.Jones spitting but with an artistic
Vision.. w/ a free styling, free writing religion..
Love.Jones, Larenz Tate, and Nia Long
revisited...Closed Your eyes and visualize
the spirits.. Painting a perfect picture of
Picasso Reunion and that"s is the "ART OF HIP.
HOP"....


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