Sunday, November 15, 2009

statistics

statistics .
nothing more than a story behind a number.
some people pay them no mind;
some people hear them and wonder.
does this statistic apply to I ?
or someone near ?
statistics seem to be rubbish;
but should truly instill fear.
see there was once a young man who knew all of the stats.
who was infected with what;
and where these people were at.
but the reality of the stats didn't seem to apply;
so he thought the odds were to be tested;
and gave it a try.
thinking he couldn't be burdened by the statistics around him;
he ducked and hid away.
but the statistics found him.
with stealth and accuracy the statistic hid away inside;
inside the young man dies;
outside he's alive.
now the man cries;
he is in need of help.
he swore he would go free of statistics;
but now he is one himself.
with this story i say to you;
if it doesn't seem realistic;
do yourself a favor and look up the statistic.
- kasim smith

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

drive slow

i use to drive fast so everything blew right past
until my car broke down and i ran out of gas
went and got my shit repaired
thats when i slowed up
and with time and a lil learning thats when i growed up
or grew up
i use to be a screw up
in elementary
until i noticed
im too pretty for penitentiaries
put my foot on the brake
pump it once or twice
nd girls started lookin at me cuz my flows was nice
i'd give em a few lines then tap the gas
roll off thinkin bout how im gon tap dat ass
i never showed that i was cocky or confident
i always said i had good level of consciousness
i knew i looked good and i was gone have some chasin
but i needed me a fox like my name was jason
so i started drivin fast again
cuz i was thinkin that i needed somethin past a ten
i was lookin at them hoes that was way too much
nd i was tryna get a clutch of what i could not touch
doin 80 on a street which i use to do five on
i saw a pretty girl and decided to ride on
once i caught up to her car to try to spit some game
im all yellin out the window like "can i get ur name !"
now we got it on nd poppin like a pan of crisco
nd we both doin 100 like its grand turismo
suddenly she slows down and im like whus up
then i noticed it was a dead end when i looked up
i tried to smash on the brakes screamin out oh shit !
hit the curb sideways and did a couple of flips
now im in the hospital and im badly scarred
and my fast ass car is in a junk yard
if i cuh tell yu one thing i cuh tell you dis
dont ever drive fast tryna catch no bitch

drive slow homie ..

the people

the people gon live
the people gon love
the people gon tell you theres a man up above
the people gon gossip
the people gon spy
the people gon LIE and look you sqare in ya fuccin eye
the people gon tease
the people gon deceive you
the people gon hurt you
then turn to releive you
there are SOME real people
but MOST people fake it
the people GIVE it to you
but then the people TAKE it
the people are all animals
and animals will eat you
so when you start to even think that your not equal
remember, your just one of THE PEOPLE

love . love . love

lovelovelove
the reason i lose what i have
lovelovelove
turns good into bad
lovelovelove
giving me feelings for these hoes
lovelovelove
dont fucc wit average joes
lovelovelove
hits the cool nigaz hard
lovelovelove
always shoots down my guard
lovelovelove
is like a deadly crutch
lovelovelove
is probably why i curse so much
lovelovelove
oh love . you got me
but lovelovelove
dont love no-fuckin-body