Hurricane Pt2: (My verse)

Kinda funny to think what we drink was killing people/

guess you could call it, unecessary evil/

Homes that we live in are just as feeble/

as the bodies we live in/

Add class 5 storms in, and it's rippin people's lives apart/

while Condelissa Rice was shoppin for new shoes/

Cheney was fly fishing, Man, what's up with this dude?/

I could choose to use, other poets thoughts, 'bout them peoples on the roofs/

outkast spoke the truth/

"I'll be got damnit, they done changed the rules"/

So Here's the Scoop/

convention center won't be the same

in my lifetime/

If the NOLA ain't fine/

People were dying/

tryin, ta Swim over cars/

contaminated Water flooded corradors/
giving people sores, with outbreaks like Sars/

Prez in SanDiego playin air guitar/

Guess we'd have faired better off by far/

if we wuz living abroad/
U.S. don't stand for us/
though the money says "In God we Trust"/
Tsunami help only took 2 damn days/

What happened to our brothers w/the right Mindframe?/

helpin' New York face it's weakened state/

my people was cookin' Gumbo for em' that next day/

for this, day 5, people got guns waved in they face/

couldn't go to JP, that's right there off the causeway/

we ain't gon' take that lyin' down/

people gettin shot like it wasn't they side of town/

Prez flew overhead but never touched the ground

Never came around/

that's too little too late man/

We gotta do it for ourselves

This is OUR STate Man/

and that is my statement/

Still!!!/

and That's the tripple truth Ruth For Realz....

D. Abshire

July of 2005

Final Revision on Dec. 3rd 2010

HipHop in the Flats: Wyzdom360's Verse

Been putting it down, rockin a P with a tilted Crown/

Politics as Usual, My Constituents Run the Town/

Remove our Live venues, we'll still Spit for random Crowds/

retro to Bboys Beat Boxin',Guerilla Publishing Style/

Man I got a deep vice/

Music scrolling through my mind,Can't even sleep nights/

filled up pads full of rhymes/

freedom through expression/

story time, fire off punch lines, to escape, struggles in this recession/

My Faith's choice of weapon/

Kneel to pray, scribe it down how I feel today,

Ain't no Hill for the Steppers steppin/

Whether 5 or 500, Join in the procession/

D. Abshire

December 2nd, 2010~1:24a.m.

She Said...(Written to Round 1-3rd @InnerRecess)

She keeps on Saying, that I'm, Hella Crazy/

Got her cheezing so hard/

makes it seem I'm a Star/

You know how I get it in, can't come lazy/

Got her dreamin' her part/

and beamin' from far/

Peace of the Heart/

Chop it up like Samples, No 80's Baby/

Layin it down, on the Beat and the mark/

Schematic diagram be like plays from S. Payton/

Pass words, Aaron Brooks to J. Pathon/

Breesy F. Baby, TD, Oh Yes Baby/

Had to Retro that, for This Generation/

Throwback slang, Army Better yet a navy/

Sanction me with yours, Go head I'll keep Waitin'/

Dave Chappelle Line, Funny Dude, Amazing/

but back to the program, before ya'll change up stations/

Looked Polynesian, Shape was so bangin'/

Could be Cuban or Peruvian mixed with Asian/

I couldn't really make it, Just knew she had me casin'/

It was like Serve and Volley, Ball in her court/

Quick return, Pace on/

Yeah, She had me intrigued, No Mental fatigue/

I hit her with words so persuasive/

They Could persuade young/

To look in a freezer for a package of steam/

Have her plant a forrest with Magical Beans/

Wait for Hell to Freeze, Oh Wait, That's Right, The Saints are World Champeens/

Hugged me nice and close, touched my neck with her nose/

Said I Love you Dave, I could've lost my soul/

Retreat to Inner Recess, Before I regress Folk/

Yo...smh

D. Abshire

October 18th, 2010~2:27a.m.

Low End: to be coupled w/ L Rae over "Low End" by Prospek

We Make Music/

Make Art/

Straight Shootin'/

Play our Parts/

Some Confuse it/

For what it ain't/

ya wanna really do it/

Why you sayin you cain't?/

Don't limit/

What God Planned for ya/

putting up walls/

ain't a good plan for ya/

Better off sticking to a 9 to 5/

till you get your gears turning/

Baby, Live your Life/

First discern it/

Then you gotta prepare for it/

a career in Medicine/

or just a pair of Rare jordans/

No difference/

it's all the same/

Complex or Complicated/

or Simple and Plain/

Take that next step/

That's the biggest one for ya/

don't be the arrow/

if ya really wanna be the archer/

the outcome is definitely worth the bother/

But ya gotta execute it farther/

Make good your Marker/

D. Abshire

October 7th, 2010~4:13a.m.

Magic of Blue

Skies and seas

Calming hues, vibe is peace

Keep my brain functioning

Logically

The Odyssey

Proper speach

Captain of my vessel is God to me

Possibly and plausibly

flowing evervesence

what's got me bubbling

become what I'm called to be

Mine to keep

growth and maturation

Colonize like a Hive of bees

spoke to nations with rhymes and beats

my soul like a song should be

No Limitations

No immitation of Life, My Homies is Nice

The Pro Prospek Elespee Eloheim

Skratchmo, Cali Mike, the GPC

Inner Recess, Dinner be blessed when I'm called to eat

Let the Ale pour out, hit these grass seeds

make it grow thick beneath our feet

saturate the earth for those who escaped perdition

we skate these streets, like Legends we Will Smiff'em

You on a grind we on a Mission

Call it to existence

Blessings we gon' send them

D. Abshire

October 6th, 2010~2:48a.m.

Warning Track:

They Say Spit Fire or Retire/

Does that make us Devilish?/

We write these raps to express ourselves/

no empty rhetoric/

peddle it/

Hand to hand Salesmanship/

Slay rappers for the batter/

Yo, I'm stretchin it/

Refuse to loose, Go for the win/

Never mail it in/

Him ain't Playin, For Real, I Ain't settlin'/

Paint vivid pictures raw/

pixels full of color ya'll,Yeah, MELANIN/

Put it in order Pemdas, Fishin' like Pelicans/

True Spittin like Reverends/

50/50 Grind, Our Time is Definite/

Infinite Possibilities, Never a Deficit/

We'll make it through this recession, This Session I'm Killin it/

Confessions I'm Spillin them/

Blessings I'm filled with them/

Check through these Crates, You find that I'm diggin in/

Sample the sounds from Eras, we ain't living in/

I'm Complex, Mic Check, then I'm killing you simpletons/

Community, is unity,a group of Humble men/

Ain't got time for bullshit, The Mind state I'm in/

Get the Fuck Out/

If you ain't getting in/

and STayin in my friend, I ain't gon tell you again...

D. Abshire

September 2nd, 2010

KidsPlay: 360 Vs.1

Tall Grass, wood chip Landings, chain link Swings/

Flat lands, No Mountains, pay these kings/

Well measured, battle tested, Dj this clean/

Hop Scotch and HipHop, Yeah we made this scene/

We made this Bling/

Old school, Know the words to Sadie, Sing/

Don't be shy, More than welcome, Join the Movement/

No cursing on the Record, just to prove you can do it/

Album Wisely named, Don't be Stupid/

WyzWRD's brings the rukus, but we never a nuisance/

You down for the culture, I suggest ya'll prove it/

How many kids you mentor? Of course we do it/

It's more than just the Music/

Don't be Foolish/

More than Graphiti tags, watching Bboys dance/

Baggy Jeans Hoodies Timbs and a BGirl Stance/

It's the LOVE, Passion, Pride, Hear it in these Chants/

For the Kids, By the Grown ups, Funny, We Still Be Fans

D. Abshire

September 2nd, 2010~6a.m.