TERMINOLGY EXPRESSIN' THOUGHTS

[RaP_MiStReSs]

BIG UP SOMALIAONLINE FIRSTLY

SECONDLY, DIG DIS FLOW YOLL

 

DEAR ABO

 

 

Dear Abo,

January 14th, the day i wuz brought in2 this reality

17 years later, i neva thought how life would badly treat me

without a father figure, no one to teach me the ropes

prayin 2 god, hopin he'd come back..but i had high hopes

left my mother cryin, i was only ****in 6 months old

inside uv her was dyin, kno'n im the only one she can hold

my momma had to hustle, just to put food on the table

it took her a month.... just to save up for a little cradle

**** my dad, it's a shame that he'll neva getta chance to see me

neva saw his creation, to see where im at would only bring jealousy

now im livin wit a step-dad...he bringing shyt that i never had

gotta a new pad, and dreams that you would never have

 

Dear Abo,

i left a broken home but still with a broken heart

even tho i saw you still can't fix whut u took apart

never heard from u, u never even wrote

y can't u tell the truth? you lyin hoe

cheated on my mother, left her with a new born

she thought u were her lover, till u had her esteem torn

shyt, i had to play catch all on my own

never came to my games, no1 wuz there 2 cheer me on

u a role model? without hesitation..i laff in ur face

u can say you love me, but i'll still take ur hate to my grave

 

never been there for me, never cared for me

now ima yung nicca, take a good stare at me

still came out strong even tho u were never home

this is ABO'S Song

 

 

TRUE STORY

TRUE LIFE

DEPENDECY ON TERMINOLGY

THAZ TIGHT

 

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[blood_thug]

hey abayo, i just came off your other topic, rappin' is your profession. but now i'm seein' that you do poetry too...

i guess rhymin' iz covered in it all...dats tight wallahi.

 

DATS SOME DEEP SH!T

i'm very impressed about how open you are to society, but the thought that you could put out an opinionated poem about Razi's life is just so....well.....kinda "too upfront" namean?

 

I hope he let you write that in his shoes.

 

YA NIGGAZ FROM R.PARK

KEEP SPITTIN' ON DA MIC

[Hibo]

shyt, i had to play catch all on my own

never been there for me, never cared for me

Cold...Feel ya pain, so much tense for the brain, How could you handle this strain,? It's hard hit, 7day rain with deadly huricane.try and sustain and maintain. Never rely on cruches or crane.Only god can explain, what just came on the plain, Life goes on don't complain, If ya let this feelings drain, you'll never have a history to frame, remain the same, keep ya heart and name, what yo popz did is such lame,

I'd only say one word, Damn. He shoulda realized life isn't a game. He'd best realized his one doughter has a aim, look around on somaliaonline, you have family and fame.

 

 

All is known, I gotz mad prop's 4ya.

Ya bro, Leam'

 

[Xafsa]

Rap-mistress...girl I feel your pain. I've been there too. Baby girl keep your head up...life goes on.

Peace

[blood_thug]

nayaa Shani,

abayo macaan, i cant stand to see U feelin' all this pain in your heart, especially after all dem heart-breaks those emberrassin' somali brothers caused U. just know ONE thing abayo macaan, through all that pain and struggle in YOUR life, ya NIGGAZ down in R.Park, an' Russell ALWAYZ gots a shou8lder to lean on.

 

i'm OuT

[Hibo]

YO BABY GURL SHANI,

SHIATUP BOUT DAT SH!T

YOU'VE BEEN THROUGH IT FOR OVER HOW MANY YEARS OF LIVIN'

WHY YOU ACTIN' LIKE SUCH A P*SSY DEM GIAL FO'?

I AM DIIIIIIIISAPPOINTED YO.

 

THIS IS ESPECIALLY FO' YOU.

I LUV YOU AN' ALL LIL'SIS..BUT B-CAREFUL.

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we got some really fu*k up brains,

messed up, stuffed up, tied up in chains,

i got this 5 year old, screamin' for candy,

shut ur mouth and swallow this brandy,

i ain't here to listen to ur crap,

u startin' to annoy me, it's time u got a slap,

remember, i am only doin' this for the money,

i need a couple of hundred so i can ride with my homie,

but first i gotta get rid of this brat,

whilliin' next to my side like a bat,

quit yappin kiddo, or i might get nasty,

by the way, why ur pants become crusty,

shit no, the pee is spreadin' like wild fire,

ur momma told u, u was a god damn, liar,

now i gotta clean up this mess,

and every moment with this brat builds up my stress,

ur old lady should be back by now,

i gotta admit it though she is as slow as my cow,

if only she knew how to come on time,

then i would have thoughts of commitin' a crime,

i got a couple of honeys longin' dr.moe,

they only know one thing to scream for more,

d...d...d...d... dr.moe,

that right, but for i need a pound of aspirin,

cause this kiddo doesn't bother whiperin',

and it goes like this.... (*whispers*),

 

HOLLA AT YA NIGGAZ B-G

 

LUVZ

[RaP_MiStReSs]

Thanx abowo's....EXCEPT Xanaad aka Sum_nigga

 

Luv ya 2 Leamante...thanx for dat flow macaano.

 

THIS IS DEDICATED TO YOU...I MADE IT LAST NIGHT.

 

i can still remember when the parks was played safe

all the local heads chillin' out there until way late

never had to hesitate though many sprayed weight

long as they knew ya name then you stayed straight

spittin' a mouthful... for a crowd hood rats helpful

nowdays they jack you with box cutters and scalpels

under microscopes really ain't a damn thing change

funny how the future constantly rearrange the game

no face the same, streets is stained with mirrors blame

more kids growin' up with a deep fear of their brain

can't think for self, in the park thinkin' drinks will help

moms home scarred... they not know her feelings felt

lives put in risk... soon enough they cease to exist

not saying don't enjoy life kid but don't get dismissed

fams will be missed... revolving in the full rotation

ya can dodge death but to bullets there be no evasion

happiness decreasin'... safe paths we always breachin'

understand your life is not owned... ya just leasin'

 

 

peace out an' keep feelin' da joints..what i can do to make it better an' so forth.

 

[Hibo]

abayo where u been these dayz...

[RaP_MiStReSs]

Heeeeeey

Dry those tears abowo..baby luv I been away…dats all I can say..lol

Missed dis joint yo…what up with it…

Igu so qeyli

[DrRomantic]

Hello ya Macaanto

I am stunded, Missy you showing what talent is all about, Wow sweety!

I was moved by your rap, it felt like an echo of my life, Well put together and stactured, It was a master piece of writting, an art of!

 

I am deeply touched, as I share the greave with you, because we are both two people of the same kind.

I am a banned aswell, and am surving aswell,

I am left to suffer, but but am succeeding life,

I was a helpless child, but am a model young adult.

I was left crying, but am the laughing one now,

Father left me at the age 1 1/2, but here I am at 18 he is back begging,

Though he didn't need me then, he needs me now.

I am the man ever hopeful, he is the man ever so hopeless.

 

Macaanto, time heals, and in time you shall realise that.

 

Well done, and thank you!

[blood_thug]

Wooow..abayo both of those structures of pain really arose my heart.

That’s some real talent…big big propz abayo.

I see you riding the bus everyday around etobicoke area….you’re a really nice and str8 forward type of girl.

I hope everything goez well in your life sweet-heart.

 

I hope nothing comes in your way…don’t let those tears show baby…..walahi this is great.

Peace out sweetness

[RaP_MiStReSs]

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HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY…SHANI’Z BACK IN DA HOUZE….

THANX ABOWOZ…LOL

THIS IS ONE POEM THAT I’VE BEEN STRUGGLING TO WORK ON….CRITICISE OR RECOGNISE…BOTH WAYZ…IGU SO QEYLIYA….

 

SUMMARY: I WANTED TO SHOW THE PAIN I FELT BEING ALONE, GOING TO COURT AND TINGZ,….THIS IS DEDICATED FOR ALL DA NIGGAZ DAT HAD MY BACK IN THOZE DAYZ…PEEP DIZ OUT YOLL…..:

 

MY CONSCIENCE IS RUNNIN’ WITH MY BOYZ

 

My skin is scraped wit incisions, breastplate taped to prisms

I feel like fate has RAPED my wisdom

Unable to escape these visions of ligament schisms

As this bile drapes from your waist, you're imprisoned

In your stomach cuz I had this taste to deficate in your face

Before the collision, by any rate through commission

I'm allowed to perform assaulting autopsies against your anatomy

I can feel your veins splattering as this scalpel enters your battered skin, disemboweled with a wisk the risk of this is flattering

And this mallet ensures your bones aren't strained from shattering

Explain how the ladder clings to your spinal chord

And I'm swingin' you loose through angles so obtuse

That the truth in this abuse is that its not even my final chore

My mind's ignored any restraining orders through all these brain disorders, I've stapled my frame wit morters

To plead I'm insane through this court order as I'm detained by reporters

 

"RefleX why'd you do it? Did you really drink all your victims' spinal fluid?"

I didn't persue shit, As a child I was influenced, through miles of violence cuz my alter egos made me smile through ignorance

 

I'm experienced in medical to determine heterosexual diseases

I have acceptional mental seizures cuz my cerebral it bleeds the feedback and my tongue receives it to give my words a directional obscene thesis

Can you believe this? I have to perform espionage against my own mind, cuz the voices are always up to something.….my conscience is runnin’ with my boyz.....

sex me through terminology....

 

W1

[Hibo]

NO OFFENCE RAP MISTRESS...BUT WHERE CAN I SEX U AND WHAT TIME....

[Hibo]

spread dem legz rather then that mouth bigazz Gial.... and spread dat ass hole to do it doggystyle gurl....come on...