Woke up and read some ancient wisdumbs. Made nice with the big homie Julian whom I kinda screamed on last night. It's all good. Eating oatmeal sweetened with honey (2010 food of the year! Looking strong for Hall of Dovi status) and a dollop of not-frozen freezer raspberries. Listening to I Need You. Alicia Keys, I do not even know you, but between you're sexy sexy sexy and your songs and your attitude I could see us having a very happy future. I'll even help you write your music!

I love the instrumental in that joint, I Need You. And the melody of the chorus- just the way it sounds.  

North needs South, East needs West and no needs yes, yes, yes.

How could you look me in my eye, and not what- what I feel inside

So I'm just gonna keep doin what I'm doin: Chess till noon, gym till 1, life till 9. Sleep at 11, rinse, repeat. Nice!

Hope you're having an equally perfect day. Even though that's kind of an absurd way to say that...

It's sometimes neat to get a glance of someone's life, I think. "I wonder what Dovi's doing." Well, I do things in a very, very, decidedly Dovi way, I'd say.

At the moment I'm listening to John Mayer tunes whistfully (Just saay sooooo! *guitar guitar guitarrrrr*) and planning the end of the beginning. I'm done being a kid, and my room is messy. Under my mess are things like... two skinny buddhas, books ranging from Don Quixote to Dracula to Eat Pray Love to The Holy Qu'uran.  I've a bench and a crappy TD Bank sofa and a set of speakers. But a mess brings the mind back virtually 12 years. I'm not a kid any more.

Well, I'm still totally a kid, but you know what I mean!

I'm building this play list with mad old music- John Mayer, John Legend, Kanye, Police (By mad old I really just mean old shit I haven't listened to in a while. Stuff of yore.) as well as new- JCole, Jay Elec, Kanye... I haven't designed the whole plan yet, but that's happening!

I'm dragging the desk I stole from some sidewalk a long time ago up into my room where it will become my first ever work space. Jeez!

I'm sweeping, I'm mopping, I'm dancing, I'm typing, I'm fine tuning that playlist- Wiz Khalifa and JM apparently don't play good together. I guess Wiz keeps getting the daughters a little too high for John's taste...

Also I'm tweaking my chess game. Recently regular stuff has been frustrating me. Simple yet elusive concepts like how to proceed out of a certain winning situation, or how to deal with 1. D5

See what I want so much should never hurt so bad...

Yea, G! Tomorrow I'm waking up in a whole new scene. Bawse!

Hello, Goodmorning

Maaaaan this sucks!

I am broke as fuck (for now)

How these hoes gonna fuck? (Just don't tell em, act right now)

Only one joint rolling? How boring!

Mommy I'm a real tall glass

Poor in this game

Marksmanship's amazing yo!

I score!

High score would have been her friend

But I hate clubs 

I just want to motherfuckin leave here, man

Damn ... shit is blurry

Fuck everybody in the world 

I am getting in this cab in a hurry

Nah she ain't comin no more

She ain't deserving

Fuck it I'm gone

And she's lame

We need Mr. Irving

I ain't balling, sorry darling

She lookin for a rebounder all I want is a paper plane

If I were richer I'd just bring us both to Doctor J
But I ain't

So I just went to Mickey D's 

Where I hate

That's where I ate

She told me I'm a dick and I can go to hell

I only laughed

I think it's obvious I'm on my way
Hey!

So I just put an adult sign on my blog. Little Dove is a big, big boy, and sometimes I see pictures of a naked woman or something, or I like to use bad words or some shit like this, and I always feel like adults are treated so much like fuckin tall, fat children these days. Don't be so offended! I also read that in GQ last night ( I had to cop the Muhammad Ali cover. I had to.)  so don't let me look like I invented this complaint. I also do not remember any time in my past, watching the internet grow and evolve, being stumped by the "Yes, I am over 18" button. It's really more of a fashion statement than anything. I'd like to have grown up relationships, and it's best if you know that off the bat, as opposed to emailing me some hatred as if I had tricked someone into reading some bad words, or looking at what I legitimately only found to be a great photo. Not that that's happened, or that either of my followers is going to complain, but I like to pretend I'm the most famous person ever sometimes just to stay humble (and ironic)

Further, I admit that I'm dumb at computers. Like, I can figure anything out, just expect things to take a minute. I am still working on designs and styles of writing and all these things. Again, I am talking to myself in this. I want to make such a cool blog that I can look at when I'm like 50 like 'good thing I skipped philosophy class to write that...' S'all good, baby! I haven't looked into how to just paste a media player into my posts yet, so it'll be annoying-ass links for a while. Sorry! :)

I originally was just gonna house my raps here, but fuck that. I'm too interesting to stop at just raps. Poems and opinions and pictures and sounds and mind bites!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh, also, fyi I'm a very quiet guy. Like, if all my homies were to hop on this, I'm sure I'd be a bit surprising. I never chimed in on Kanye's shit cuz I felt like that wasn't my business. I won't now because that would be so dated, but the point is, I will now. Here. If I seem a little excessive or weird with my thoughts sometimes, it's because I talk to myself a lot, and I and I have tend to come to some pretty developed conclusions about shit. Just pretend that I'm actually a guy with 150+ iq who kinda knows what he's on about, and I promise to treat you like my bottom. (that was a joke on a couple levels. You'll also find that I tuck my tongue in my cheek a lot, and be putting in bad/black people grammar in places and brackets to cosign my own jokes. That's because people just don't get it, and I would hate to make a joke and have people veer off the side of the road with the shit. I'm not the Joker, but people tend to go crazy of my jokes.)

I am very very very fucking excited for...

• Wiz Khalifa's Rolling Papers
• I tend to listen to a lot of the summer music in the winter, and vice versa. I have been about Khalifa since maybe September, then I slept on him till around November. He's dope. Period. I never really jump on a trend in public, but when I'm alone in my head, I do like to rep the Taylor Gang. "Kush & Orange Juice be the components!"
• Lupe's Lasers
• Nuff said. Show goes on :) 
• Fucking buy that album. Twice. Three times if you get a raise soon.
• Dre's 'Detox'
• Note the quotation marks. I feel like I trust the tooth fairy with that $12.75 she owes me than I do with Dre releasing this thing. Felt the same way since like 2003. It's weird how Lupe got pushed back and folks flipped, but Dre has been refusing (sic) to drop this bitch for years. I get pushing it back a year. Or even two if you're low on the totem pole (see: JCole) but this is fuckin Dre. If this were dropping, it fuckin would have by now.
• That said: I can't afford kush, but I'll buy the album. With my tooth fairy dollars, obvi!
• Speaking of obvi: The summer time! :) Word to short shorts and shirt optional weather!
• J Cole
• Who dat, who dat?
• Bitch, he got that flame!
• The next line in the song I'm quoting is so stupid... "don't worry 'bout my motherfuckin name" DO NOT LISTEN TO THAT SHIT. REMEMBER J COLE!!!
• Fleet Foxes
• Last summer these dudes were the shit to me. 
• This winter these dudes are the shit to me
• This spring these dudes will be the shit to me.
• I'd say that Fleet Foxes will be like my The Beatles in a few albums. Like, if you allow for the fact that no band/artist can be expected because that's extremely unfair, and the the fact that I am admittedly not even that into The Beatles, you'll nod your head to that. These dudes are amazing and I expect only good things from these guys. Also, I recommend that you look up 'hyperbole' if you don't already know.
• Mumford and Sons
• Hell yea! 
• I have no idea when these guys will drop again, nor have I even looked. Similarly, I know that Cold War Kids have a new album out that I have zero idea about. But I love 'em both! And I will probably love both these band's new joints. I'm just not there yet in my life. Give me a moment
• Kanye
• Watch the Throne?
• Whatever he's dropping in the summer? (read: October)
• My question is, when 3/5 of your albums are in my top ten list, and one of them I listen to religiously when I'm sad, depressed or anything like that, what can you be expected to do? Dude climbed to the top, sat there, got knocked off, built a higher, sturdier platform, and is now sitting up there with Jay-Z, shitting on haters. That's what WtT is. Two rappers who really don't have to do this doing it just to remind the world that they're the best. Which they certainly are. But Ye has already promised another release. Maybe it'll be a bit like MBDTFWAFWFW: Volume 2. Maybe he secretly made Good Ass Job and is just gonna throw it out there. Who knows, either way, I'm excited as fuck!
• Florence and the Machine
• Same as Mumford and CWK. But I'm fuckin in love with her. Wikipedia tells me very unoptomistic things about her upcoming album, so I'm just gonna keep my trap shut. But if you know Florence personally for some reason, you can go ahead and tell her she's my favourite. She's not, but I want her to think she is, you see, cuz I'm playa like that.
• Big Sean
• That's my nigga! Like I listen to dude and feel like I know him and we talk shit together. 
• We fuckin dont, though, so I'll just sit around and wait till Finally Famous drops. 
• I always think of Big Sean as the Ma$e of G.O.O.D Music, which is pretty badass
• Me!
• Nah, I intend to record some stuff and I'll post it here, if only for historical value.
• Dre
• Seriously, though, release the fuckin music! I promise to pay for it!!!*
• *Sike
• Rick Ross
• I have no idea when he'll do it again, but the strength of BMF alone made me a life long fan of everybody's favou rite bawse / CO (that was a little joke, voila!)
• I went back and listened to Deeper Than Rap after spending the summer of 2010 not being a star, and I realize why I only really started to fuck with Ross over this album: he's improved. Fat boy gained weight! I see dude fucking with Diddy now, which.... meh. So long as no one is trying to make him The Notorious Rozé I am willing to accept that Ross' business is none of mine till the CDQ's come out. (CD quality tracks that leak online all the time, as opposed to annoying DJ riddled joints that also leak)
• Jay Electronica
• This is the big one for me.
• J cole and J Elec are on similar pages for me because of this: Neither has an album out, and both has massive promise. The difference is, whereas Cole stops at being a truly incredible lyricist and rapper, Elec keeps going. He's a ghetto poet and a dusty foot philosopher (that's word to another of my favourite artists). 
• "In a land before time, a land before alter boys, synagogues and shrines, man was in his prime. Look how far back I go just to start a rhyme..." See what I mean? No one raps like that. I admit that I have studied his steez a lot and respect him greatly for it. Oh, and did I mention that that song features Jay-z? And the Dream? Both being incredible... It's like a philosophical dream about god. Some rappers spaz when they get on tracks with other greats- go listen to any Kanye West feature ever- and it seems to me that J Electronica has the converse effect: I'm not trying to be clever or facetious when I say that this is one of my top Jay tracks for ages. And the complete version isn't even out yet. I could go on for ages about Jay Electronica. From his name to his raps to the way he's been putting out music like a song can be an entire album. I will soon, too, but for now I'll just tell you to go listen to Shiny Suit Theory. 

In summary, I used to want to be with the Roc. That was my dream. Now I want to with Roc Nation. I've literally had that dream. Pie also pops up in my dreams a lot. I eat a lot of pi- you do the math!

You know, I hate that word summary. It just reminds me of birds and berries and short clothes and strolling and smiling for no reason and shit. Also, summary just reminds me that summer is always too short, even when it feels too long.

I Encourage You To Ask Me Personally About The Inspiration For This Joint.

Chillin' out with myself

from way back when. . .

Where's Ren?

Probably spending too much time with Beans again

Oh my, look at the way time flew by. . .

And now I'm an adult.

Adultery!

Strife!

Beautiful women

Sweet sharp knives

Songs about nines

These are the lives of the birds that fly

"Bye"

I said goodbye to myself, looked in the mirror

And smiled.

Here I am with my soul in my eyes

My eyes on the prize

(As well as the lies, all of the liesssss)

I kissed myself

Then I went off and I loved my life

(PRAYER)

Sot Chid Ekam Brahma

My face is always lookin' like
eww salty
like you assaulted a Jew
Nazi
Soup Nazi
It looks like my anger might stew
So Costly
For you but it's worse to torrent if it's worse than boring
to sit around and watch pictures of paint pour in.
No half gay Laurens for you muthafuckas
While me Elaine and Lauren make  a fuckin ruckus
Violins- no nunchucks
Tuckin into bed, my dick is tucked in her head
Little lady graffite
She goes where she's lead
Mental stenographer
Face photographer
fuckin' sexy angry
Thus the names I'm calling her
Mental face. Dumb ass and a timely waist.
My homie told me yo I gotta fight a essay
Dovi told Sheena I gotta write a essay
I write some letters lickity split
That's a fuckin' A
If you're not this good then I suggest you hate
I haven't had a good enough supply of jesters lately.

Big Screen Freestyle

Good morning. Fucking stressful weekend... jeez

Jeeziss

Me slick narcissistic

Oh you don't love me, huh?

You can kiss dick

This dick

I'm a big dick!

How ironic

Take a photo of my face, bitch

How iconic

If we talked one on one I'm sure we'd click

Open up a couple folders

Porno ridden little computer, I suppose I'm sick

Bare lesbians!

Ask if I'm older than you, and I'm probably not

But I probably talk like I calmly walk

6 feet tall plus a little bit a change

Among my heroes and little gods are Lebron and Wade

The Heat been favourite team for ages! And Bronbron would be my nigga if he wasn't so famous...

Or cause I wasn't more famous, and I don't have a cousin or famous bitch.

Sitting at home, little screen for big games and

My full name is four letters, two phones, one face and

if I seem godly, It's because I'm from outer space biiiiitch!

It was a dark and stormy life

Hate fell like torrents

I'm by myself downloading torrents

I'm lost in the wood

The tree in the forest

Shhh maybe you'll hear me from afar

The laughter of innocence

(I'd love to be King Babar)

Don't! Don't fuckin do it!

Stop! You're so fuckin stupid!

They say a brilliant mind polices itself

Damn black niggas get it I'm beating myself!

Mommy told me relax, it's all bad karma

Kanye said after a bad week, get a happy massage

That girl has such soft hands, but I ain't fixin to call her so

I'll do neither yo!

Chillin' ain't the same

A few less real folks saying less real things

Losers

Ain't no niggas on this side of the ring!

I was so happy relaxing with my dudes from the Phillipines

Blowing smoke rings

He showed me the bitches he had

Fat tits

No one hating on Asians...

I ain't speak their language but when I nod they nod and that's yes to no anguish

Even after all my logic and theory

I add a muthafucka so you ignant niggas hear me

Zealots.... fools are so fuckin foolish sometimes. And a real, real smart guy once made a good-ass point: It's way way more dumbasses than intellects around here. That's a real shame...

 But!

A moron once told me when in Rome, do as the Romans do

Well I'm not a moron

Nor am I a damn Roman either

But fuck it, 

I deleted mad folks of facebook yesterday

And you, Brutus

I'm finna be Ceaser

She told me that she loved me

I told her I ain't need her

Finna get gold leaf

But I will never feed her

Opportunity plus a mountain of whatever should have only ever been a hill equal greed

I was only ever here for three reasons

I already busted in this bitch

I seen shit, so now it's time for me to stomp this out!

Quite thorough like a remix with all the original verses

Plus a new one

Sitting, listening to the Fugees

Thinking of switching to Brand Nubian

So sincere

Laughing at the past when folks said Dovi's weird

Nodding my head to the beat tings

And all the clever turns of phrase I learned to say at the turn of the Dovi Age

Oh I'm weird, well that's clear 

Maybe we should be best friends- y'all faggots all queer!

Hit up a dictionary, better yet: a thesaurus

Before you come for us to bore us

Talking that bogus

"I need to know" shit

Relax, god, smoke some weed then fuck off go find your focus!

Bed time- no kiss

I stay kidding around

But I ain't never been no kid.

A woman once told me I was way too intense

I told her that she'd be too if she couldn't pay rent

She gave me such an odd look...

But you're only 10

'And a half!'

See? I stay laughing at the past

A million people in my soil
Screamin on me SCREAMIN ON ME
Telling me old bullshit and lies to kill me
For no reason, only to kill my shit
Got me swingin my hair
Very Willow Smith
Young legend
Some peasants near my crown
What a shame I can't just tell them to lie down...
It's ok fool,
Go die now
"I'm looking for my friend I really need to find out..."

Emotions run deep.
Deep in a cavern where the stargazers and the moles meet.

I DO NOT LIKE STUPID PEOPLE!

GO READ A BOOK WITH SOME PICTURES AND SHUT THE FUCK UP.

how do we decide who's stupid and who's not? We wait for them to fuckin contradict me on some stupid shit. I tend to not even bother being smart no more. Socratic irony has probably prevented a lot of fights in my life... ( go google that term, dip shit I'm not even gonna put a link) Though I suppose it also bares noting that I'm real real brainsmart.

Also, fuck snobby-ass, overly loquacious, many funky term using, fronting like some kind of smart guy motherfuckers. You know who I'm talkin about. Mister raising his hand to make a comment during a lecture. Miss "actually..." Yea. Free duck tape for your monkey asses- that means stop talking shit or I'll stick a bill up your butt (that's some old news: you suck).

Also!!! You know those people who act like your people, and talk like your people, and smile and joke like they're your people... till they gotta be your people? till you make a light request? Or shit ain't that convenient no more? Yea. You too. fuck you especially. More than anyone else, I hate fakers. I am pretty specific about the way I express myself, so you know when I say I hate fakers, it can only be because I legitimately wish I could just walk around with a cart full of Razzies. If we're not really friends, don't even smile at me, dude. Don't try to hug me or smoke doobies with me or none of that. I really keep my circle of friends mad tight. I was raised where it's better to be alone and chillin than to be surrounded by people but stressing and I won't lie: I been stressing.  Once upon a time, a lil dove flew (bussed) to a new place and on the way picked up Mount Olympus. You can see the world on my face. But I'm done with stupid ass jokes (read: funny people).

Thus! I'm airing out my soul a little bit to practically no one but myself, as per usual. AND I'm deleting people out my life. People I been waited on to chill for weeks that seem to be perpetually busy, folks whose jokes never ever ever made me laugh before, folks that fuckin ask mad dumbass questions of me as if I might give a crap, folks that seem to think it's just cool to be near me, and people who'll still be right there when I look down from Olympus in a couple years. This isn't like a dramatic event in my life that I'm looking for some kind of emotional response on. It's just... middle fingers are often deserved. AND! To be pretty fair, I am so straight up: Let's say you happen to read this and come to me like "yo good post blazayblah" and you are one of the aforementioned lewzers, well... I might fuck your whole day up. Your bad! "Damn... you're bad!"

Hey, I still love you though! When you want to kiss the right cheek, all you gotta do is ask me politelly to bend over

De Nada (Learned those words from Dora!)

Would you say you come from nothing?

Yea me too

I get the feeling a lot of us have had to eat poo

But don't talk shit unless you weak, dude

In which case do what you wanna

While I'm getting blown and getting blowed I'll be blowin clouds of jarimuana

Getting smoked in the face probly sucks

So as you hate

And masturbate

I'ma remain great.

And masturbate.

I'm actually laughing as I write this

Currently on my grind

Soon enough I'ma light piff

In an hour

Tell me how fuckin long it takes you to shower

Just got back from the gym

Peep how many eggs I devour

Several

And I lovvvvvvvve food

Thank god for edibles!

Anyway,  had a topic

But I forgot it, already...

Plus a hot thing to say

But it was so hot that I dropped it already

Umm...

How awkward...

Anyway....

Dude never fuckin say "how awkward" or "this is awkward" around me. Unless you are really a complete tool, you must realize that that's some  extra awkward-ass shit to say. K? Instead say...
anything. at all. anything.


I also love unwarranted advice. That's why I give it. "Yo I was just thinking: the following annoys the hell out of me..." "Oh, word? that annoys people? K, let me put my pants back on real quick!"


See how that works?

When A Good Idea Gets Found By A Terrible, Terrible Person

All of the Lights

Turn on some sluts in here baby!
Extra loud I want y'all to hear this
Turn on some sluts in here baby
You know what I mean, want you to see all the tits
Want you to meet all of the sluts!

Fast sluts! Horny sluts!
All of the sluts! All of the sluts!
Until it`s playboy everywhere we are
All of the sluts

If you want head you can get it if you ask really nice
If you want head you can get it if you ask really nice

Fucking thong
I hold my head
Micheals gone
He's off to bed
It's me and her
And both her tits
I'm pretty sure if we don't fuck
she might throw a fit
I put my hands
on her derriere
Dropping bucks
On the cab fare
We on our way
To underneath the sheets
What a fuckin way to begin the freakin week!

THE SLUTS!
Hot sluts, fat sluts, tall sluts, bold sluts, mean sluts
ALL OF THE SLUTS ALL OF THE SLUTS!
Ass up, makeup
Hands up, wake up
Jagerbomb
ALL OF THE SLUTS

Turn on some sluts in here baby
Extra loud I want y'all to hear this
Turn on some sluts in here baby
You know what I mean want you to see everything
Want you to meet all of the sluts!

Come here bitch
That's how I court her
Her bestie, best friend, bff hate me in that order
She's rude to me, and bad at cookin'
She gettin' nice, and she good at lookin'
I know she mine
But she get compliments
As do I so she gets nuts like a fuckin bitch
We need to fight
Or so it seem
And so she tells me like boss that I should fuckin' leave

THE SLUTS!
Hot sluts, fat sluts, tall sluts, bold sluts, mean sluts
ALL OF THE SLUTS ALL OF THE SLUTS
Ass up, make up
Hands up, wake up
Jagerbomb
ALL OF THE SLUTS
Turn on some sluts in here baby
Extra loud I want y`all to hear this
Turn on some sluts in here baby
You know what I mean, want you to see everything
Want you to meet all of the sluts!

That chick is fine, homie! Gotta go and let her know. Yea
Get a ride, homie! Dunno how y`all gettin home
That chick is fine, homie! Gotta go and let her know. Yea
Get a ride, homie! Dunno how y`all gettin home

Fuckin lonely nights
By myself I cried
Did I not mention I was about to lose my mind?
Got with my girls then stood up in this line
Okay, okay you know we going all the way this time
We goin all the way this time
We goin all the way this time
We goin all the way this time

We goin all the way this time

We're going all the way this time

Turn on some sluts in here baby
Extra loud I want y`all to hear this
Turn on some sluts in here baby
You know what I mean, want you to see all the tits
Want you to meet all of the sluts!

Hot daaaamn
Hot daaaaammn
I tried to text you but my phone was dead
Hot damn daaaamn
I tried to text you but my phone was dead
Hot daaamn
Hot daaaaaaaamn
I tried to tag you but I forgot your name
Hot daaamn
Hot daaaaaaamn
I tried to tag you but I forgot your name
Hot daaamn

I'm a netbook baller user. Lil white Samsung is what I'm on right now, though it's getting a little old. Dunno what I'll upgrade to, or when.... Jeez, typically I'd already have that picked out. I been slipping off my extracurricular knowledge game. that's bad. Not offensive though, but we'll get to that.

I was just considering if it would be worth downloading Photoshop onto this lil bitch. It's not. All the hastle of finding a good download, waiting on it, opening it, just to have Sammy become slower than folks that don't get slackstick humour... Gawsh. Instead, I'll look to the 'net for a reasonable facsimile.

See, I am a lover of good things. Good wine, good jokes, good lovin, good ideas. Pebble had a good-ass idea- or, to be more specific, a G.O.O.D- asinine idea- last night, and I have kinda ran with

ALL OF THE SLUTS

Now I love it. Yea. You find me offensive? I find you offensive for finding me offensive. 

I often snear at spoofs/satires, mainly because they tend to suck... though some are dope... Right now I'm all about that Wiz Khalifa- Burn After Reading, so use this joint as an example. In my case, however, be excited for... a complete and utter rip off of some Fergie song that features, like... everyone else... 

Cuz we love hot sluts, fat sluts, tall sluts, bold sluts, mean sluts... etc :) 

(That's not to discount the rest of female-kind, btw...  sluts are just sluts, yo!)

She Told Me To Call This One: The Spot, and I fucks with it!

Mo money mo money
We gettin our cake up
Wake up on vacation with bitches- no makeup in
Jamaica, South of France
I'm pullin South her pants as she's pullin South her friend!
The whole chick!
We classless we want the plane!
The whole whip!
Fuck a hospital bed we so fly we'll buy the whole wing!
Congrats on getting pregnant lil mamma!
Fuck his father
I love it when you call me big poppa!
Doin it big, livin proper
Bring in many dollars.
You live life like a porn star, I'll live like a rasta
Fuck the whole model
Watch her roll what she crushed
She's my fuckin' roll model
Chai tea and rooibois in my cup
Stylish as fuckin a VS model in a LV trunk
Huh?

I love your laughter. The way you laugh and how you look when you laugh. Out loud, sometimes, even. You can tell I'm a little bit shy to make jokes but I do cuz sometimes you laugh, which makes me smile. Out loud! And my jokes be mad weird and hesitate, so you look at me compellingly like

WE DON'T CARE WHAT PEOPLE SAY!

She Calls This One... THINK BIG GET CASH

They say it's lonely on the top

Nah

I got good ass eyesight

Lookin down every single top

But is she single? 

Probly not

I seen the bruise on her finger I should probly stop!

But I don't give my middle finger

Holy God! 

Someone pray!

Dovi's in the building 

Fixin to stay

Fuck yo windows and yo pain

I'm feelin to stain

All of the glass with my bomb-ass slang

Scream in a face, gettin' excellent face

Please bring God and bring your dogs

I will spin your god and leave all your bitches wide awake

"Masha'allah'

Oh my god!

So Dovi is a dove huh?

Peace be upon him

"Somebody tell me why he's yawning"

"That's my wife!"

Tell me why she's fawning me

Pushing my buttons like some pawns

Kings don't move much I'm up on my thrown

Lookin' at your bra!

Gawsh!

So Dovi means bear huh?

Watch your fuckin pick-a-nick baskets

Shit ain't fair, bruh!

Big brain in my hair huh?

If you're in the forest, shit gets Blair

I got magic in my prayers

Terrorizing muthafuckas hiding behind the bushes

Slappin bitches' tushes

I am Venom-us 

Black as night, tell us what the fuck you could do to us?

Stupid...

Black Bear, black bear with some white wings, gold halo

And a whole bunch of other things

Sword of shards of the diamonds that fell on the floor when planet Earth got formed

Crown of the hearts and souls of the righteous men from old wars who fell, but not before they made a oath:

"Those who fear are the ones who go"

So quoth the wise man who gripped my hand and wouldn't let go

"We'll put our wise words inside your mind Dov'"
I known!

Fly and muthafuckin rugged

I don't mind if you hate it cuz to me you ain't nothin

Unless you lovin'

And

If I ain't bird or a bear, that's fair I'm

The muthafuckin maaaaaaaan

 

Here's what I was listening to: Jay Elec and J-Ro- What you Lookin At, the link for which I guess I'll have to make later. Jeez

Off to class. Bye

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Be Kid Frankie!

"I LIVE LIFE SUCKER FREE! 
 THAT'S WHY THE NIGGAS YOU BE WITH TALK DOWN LIKE THEY DON'T FUCK WITH ME!"

That's my word. They say you can't repeat time or some stupid shit like this but I have heard the same 03:14 minutes of time about a zillion times. And I plan to continue to repeat that moment in my life, because it is simply. So. Fly. And factual!
Gotta live life sucker free, ladies and gentlemen. You know the suckers I'm talking about. See, I am not such a socially polite dude... If I don't like you, I'ma have no problem explaining to you the reason and then leaving you to improve on that shit. Forgiveness to fools is for the furiously phat! But lames do not have any jurisdiction around my steez, fogging up my clear windows! If your best friend is being stupid and boring to you, just draining your energy (or mana, depending...), you would feel no way about leaving. "See you later, chief." I know he'll be cool next time I see him, whenever that may be. A sucker will always be a sucker. Until they stop being a sucker, whenever that may be.

Dumb, good for maybe a cheap laugh, will probably try to steal your girls, talks a tremendous amount of trash for precious little reason and really just needs to shush and learn. If you got friends like this, you're wrong: they aren't your friends. They're blood/energy/dick suckers who just want shit or need shit. Which would be cool, except... they're not. Shame. I'm gonna go listen to some Wiz Khalifa with some true homies now.

Being simply fresh is surely the way to be

See you later, chieftain!

Hmmm...

"It's like drifting off a cloud

Rolling off a cliff

Dying, then waking up smelling somebody's gift

'I saved you. You fell and I've given you a lift'

You wonder like a scientist but try to accept it

She cooks you some gumbo

Yummm that's the best gift

Warm sweet cookies and blankets and many stories

Many funny 

None boring

Many gory and many horny

Sailors fly across the sea

I slay many frienemies for double crossing me

And you drink it in like the rum we bleed.

She found your sword where she found your soul

Blade in the scabbard

While you sip sharp soups out of a bowl.

Your bowl

Wonder if you'll ever want to fight again

Violence and misery

Sky hunting is rough

You were a vision once but enough could be enough

I wish I could lay my sword down

Just for her crust- though the pie filling I lust

But we mustn't

Think of time for a minute.

Shut your eyes for a minute and think, think

Don't interupt with any images 

A bead in the dirt

Just sink

Quietness; allow a moment to pass by

Riotus things could happen you haven't wondered why

Believe me.

A minute doesn't really exist

 

She chops you meat.

'Talk to me' 

So you tell her your soul at no cost

Just speak.

Stare into a mirror and speak

She will listen

Kissing your neck when you begin to falter

You are your only vision

The Author.

I died as a fighter so I sharpened a pencil

To become a writer.

A writer:

A rider of the waves of words that the weak women weep with

A master of periods, painting them in sequence and out of sequence

A little ubscure

A powerful warrior with words 

Iron glove gripping clippings of news

And a pair of boobs"

How rude

"If that's your attitude."

1/2 Serious, 1/2 Joke 100% Riddle. That's Just How I Does It, Foo!

BREATHE
By myself
Just to be me
I spit so cold like a motherfuckin freezie
Muthafuckin leave me alone
While I zone
I ain't callin you back
We both know I'm at home
We both know we gon' bone
I'll take your mind from Italy to Rome
Cissaly to poems
Written by the late Primo...
You don't see me though.

Eternal sunlight

Naked black

Theo boy wandered out 

Of the cave 

And blinked

Think Silence like in 2001

I Stumbled :)

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Stumble, Goddammit!

In 2010, some fancy schmancy group of linguists chose 'app' as the 2010 word of the year. My personal word of 2010 was not really a word. If you listen to Kanye's new album (which... get on that, dumbass!) Jay's new stuff (as well as his older stuff (which... get on those, dumbass!)) and Drake (which... dumbass! TO.!) you hear a lot of "hungh!?!" type of a sound. It's been around forever, but I feel like Kanye and Jay have brought it back, and Drake happens to have that as part of his style. I think it's awesome. Reminiscent of Micheal or James Brown or Marvin Gaye or Bob's old schrieks of pure soul. Words can be capsules of emotion, as well as meaning, you know? Cheh! Word to superior rap. The second place word of the year by those chumps also happens to be a sound rather than a real word, strictly speaking. That cute, cute, cute 'nom,' as in "mmm warm cookies... I will nom nom nom." I like it. So cheerful and hungry, much like moi! However, 'app' definitely deserves the W because apps are now so firmly part of life. Not just a word or a concept or a joke so much as a fork or a brief case or a computer. There was a time when there was really no word for what I'm typing on right now. Now there is- indelibly so! Only a certain kind of people will nom nom nom but everyone with one of those computer machines or ipod devices (I believe that Ipod may also have been a word of the year once... I should totally do research) will have apps. Thus, the importance and value of the word isn't in the word itself, as it is with 'nom,' it's in the importance of the thing that word represents. Word to the App Store. 

Good work scientists!
My favourite app and yours are the same. That's what I love about our relationship. Our #1 App is obviously...

Go Do Work

Hmmm ...

Snow. Snow puts the 'no' in snow. Yea.

See, tomatoes are the devil's balls. And rain is either god crying or pissing. Hail and sleet are reminders that God reads the Old Book for ideas, and hurricanes, earthquakes and tsunamis (as well as mudslides, pennies from heaven,volcanoe eruptions and plagues of frogs - loads of folks croaking) are evidence. Yeesh. Not to mention Mother Nature's whim!

You see, I love weather. I smile when it's some crazy snow/sleet storm. In Ottawa we have ice storms every once in a while. I like to call those "Stay the Fuck Indoors" days. No biggie. I listen to B.I.G. all day on those days. Thing is, I have no slightly clever conceptualization of snow in my head. Sometimes I hate it (like right now!) and sometimes snow is these poofs of fluff and fall from up there somewhere and rest on my nose, snuggling up against the warmth of my skin. Cute. So...

God's dandruff? Nah. Too gross. Plus,  I don't always think that. At least "Devil's balls" is a little bit clever. Sky Coke is one I thought of once. Makes crazy white people high! Fact. But... nah, I'm not into drugs enough for that. Coldness Flakes. Nah. Sounds like an annoying rip of of Frosted Flakes. "Just put them in the freezer for an hour!" Yipes.

Perhaps not everything needs some special place or name. Maybe sometimes a snowstorm is just a snowstorm. That's a decent conclusion. Thus, all I really have to say is :

Good Morning Little World. I Love You! And You Will Not See My Face Till After The Snow.
(Sometime this summer sounds good!)

Just Pointing Out Some Things...

My favourite rapper is Kanye West. First it was BIG, then Ma$e, then 50 for like a day or two, when he released 21 Questions with the line "I love you like a fat kid love cake" I must have been like 12. I was in Lana's car when I heard that joint and I triiiiiipped. Crazy line! FAT KIDS LOVE CAKE SO MUCH! Like, I'm skinny, and I love cake.I can only imagine how a fat kid feels about the whole Boston cream pie/cake conundrum.

I hated rap for such a long time... so mean and rough and like poetry with annoying music. I could just listen to Marvin Gaye records while reading Langston Or Khalil... Thanks, Kanye West and Jay-Z. But that's a story for another day! Now I just want to shout out one of my favourite songs of all, with one of my top 'Ye verses. This shit changed the way I write. It's not deep, it's not really incredible, it's just a cool, coherent verse over a good ass beat. Point out the bounce!! (The Blueprint remains one of my most adored albums, along with Reasonable Doubt and College Dropout)

http://soundcloud.com/search?q=jay-z+the+bounce

I love SoundCloud because I get to listen to my original query, and a bunch of remixes all on one page. Nice

Dr. Seuss Knows / Stumbleupon Shows

'This one is a little personal'

Great! Fuck your personality 

Soft lips talkin' shit

End all banalities

You just a mortal

Normal

Come face the fatality

"The end is near!"

Homie, it's so much I could do within a year

But if you're 'bout race off the nearest cliff

I'ma speak all smooth in your lady's ear

Then whisper in her lips 

She act like it's a twister in her jeans

She has two tops for hips

I'll make her mind spin

This is a written freestyle that looks up to my better shit

These are a couple letters; Next to the sentences.

Zero defensmanship 

One goal

Win

Find time for getting up real high with my homies that don't exist and fold up paper plans

If you don't like it

That's a damn shame, but it ain't personal

Bang!

Skin Blacker That Mollases

I moved abroad
And stayed there
Skin blacker than molasses
Dark Vader
Black light saber
If she don't act right I'll tame her
Mame her
'Me me me me'
Mimi, I'll rename her
Mine
The look in her eyes reminds me of the sighs of canaries
In a mine
Slightly regretful
Slightly suspenseful
Stop me in tracks at last
How eventful
How tragic: Are you gonna gonna blow, bird?
Man... some bitches don't like those words
And... some bitches don't like broke nerds
Or so I've heard

/ I've a patent distaste for titles /

I LOVE WHEN IMPLICITLY SCARY PHONE CONVERSATIONS TURN OUT PRETTY CHILL. I HATE PHONE CONVERSATION ... SKYPE IS FRESH AS FUCK THOUGH, AND ONCE I CAN GRAB THAT IPOD I'LL ALWAYS HAVE FACETIME.

Also, while I'm on the topic, maybe I can air some shit out.
If you call me and I don't answer, it's probably because I have flung my phone somewhere. I do not like phones. They are such a creeping tool, screeching and beeping their way into my thoughts when I'm trying to think of stuff. It's hard to ignore a person trying to contact you, especially when they can't see you ignoring them, so you always get sidetracked, if only to stop the annoying whirring in your pocket. Jeez! So I tend to throw my cell around; thus, my phone is not the expensive or sexy kind. So if you call and your boy doesn't answer, it's probably that I'm busy/ignoring you/looking or my shit. Don't throw a fit and devour your phone or abandon the shit and go for a swim or something: I may just call you right back! I know you know what I'm talking about because I just missed your call.

It's like last ring ... Call back ... ... ... "Word?" ... Hangup.

I know that's kinda trippin but... be considerate of my terrible phone etiquette, K? Thanks
Also, I4 is sexy and fun, BB is baller and fun, Android is nerdy and... well, I have my reserved opinions about that whole Google phone thing. Basically, step your sexiness game way up or stop sending all these nerds out with these slightly awesome phones, Google.

Rant complete. See ya homie!

Scheulogy: Joker Killed A Black Gangster/Teacher, Yknow?

Stupid. Hungry
Skipping classes
If I typically rip bowls
Today I'm ripping glasses
Out my pipe
Having dreams about cheese and asses
And assetts.
As if every time I say cheese I mean bucks
Every time speak I to you I do not mean to fuck!
Fuck
Listen up! Otherwise I may go wild and whisper in your ear
"Jesus!"
Tada!
Words. Just a bunch of words
It's funny how they hurt or make you feel weird when you blurt
"I love you!"
I haven't... that's an estimation
As if ...
As if I'm I'm even from this planet
I should be where the light dances and the black sand vanished
School is so stupid
I could slap it backhanded
Compliment the mathemematics With some pie
Baby I'll bake you one
Then leave it where I know you'll find it
With a glass of your favourite wine
That's my Grand Design
Meanwhile I'm chillin sippin a glass of my favourite thyme
Herb

Too bad I got projects to do
And I been looking at Youtube

I'm way behind :(
Crazy behind
Like there's crazy behinds in the line
And I'm behind the ultimate dime
But I'm not... Not all the time...
Motivation.What is motivating about running to a finish line where you know haters and cameras are waiting?
Paper, baby! Power, pussy and paper chasing
Live Long and Luxuriously
Every single day!
Wicked