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Love1

we have nothing left to fight for

nothing left to gain

on a shoal so barren and isolated

only tears in heaven drain

 

i  genuflect in your presence

forever you will be my ethiopian queen

exalted by the constellations

while traversing the summer solstice

in a palanquin

 

an isolated and intense emotion

never will i deny

amazing how the rains fall

upon the plains of the srengeti

each and everytime you cry

 

i see you in graceful motion

that beatific smile as you pirouette

the days bathed in sunshine  we remember

the hurricane of conflicting  emotions

we refuse to soon forget

 

and when kintu lived alone upon this earth quite lonely

nambi the daughter of gulu came to the earth 

and fell in love with him

and though gulu the ruler of sky 

thought kintu too poor and ignorant

the bond of kintu and nambi 

eased the heavenly fathers trepidation

and now the saharan winds

sing a hymn

of everlasting love

 

are  there any valid reasons

the sane dive into a malestrom of love

and its unpredictability

ironic how we know more of the stars

in the heavens

than the ever changing tides of love 

upon this earths restless and stormy seas

 

rest your head my lovely

this too shall come to pass

ignore our loves burning embers

concentrate instead upon the timeless devotion

we sought  while racing against the desert sands

in the hourglass

 

exalted you will remain

the court waits in breathless anticipation

while you summon the vestal virgins

to consumate the intensity of your

feelings of frustration

 

and when alcmene

the mother of hercules

mated with zeus who was wearing a perfect disguise

thinking she had finally found

the perfect mate

they made love to a celestial serenade of perfect harmony

yet unknowingly she became victim of a hegemony

a cultural  imperialism

from which her soul would never escape

 

the salt of our tears form twin pillars

that pantomime

you the solo dancer

i the narrative chorus

beseeching the devine

 

our movements  once so expressive

now our steps defined by a certain nervousness

in the shadows of the theater

i see you and i as we pantomime  one last kiss

 

the rain falls upon all that our love justified

soothing two souls scorched by fates denial

i stand  before the angels 

feeling very much like socrates

preparing to face my final trial

 

no intimate  intrusions

we kept our love secret until the end

no need to turn back and face 

sodom and gomorrah

we end as spiritual lovers 

yet forever remain everlasting friends

 

and when aphrodite

the goddess of beauty 

love and pleasure 

sought the erotic pleasures

of adonis she refused to release him

from her intimacy

in love she was totally

and though ares

in a jealous rage disguised as a boar 

killed adonis

the ashes of a love so  innocent and completely honest

have been scattered upon the confluence

of the tigris and euphrates

while the jealousy of ares burns in hades

the bottomless pits of hell

 

when i speak to you

i sense a sorrow

but our love should not be mourned

from the dust of an edenic paradise

our expectation of love was formed

 

so smile for all of the great times

the laughter and the freedom

never did we not submit what was owed to ceasar

never like judas did we commit a love treason

 

the morning skies awaken

parting to release the warmth

you and i will forever share

so strong we were as solo  artists

quite indomitable as a pair

 

as i meditate i kiss the heavens

for all you have meant to me

for sharing a love far beyond all earthly boundaries

a love to be forever spoken in mythology

 

and when  ohsun

the orisha of love

beauty and  intimacy

feels the slightest  animosity

though kind she will cause  destruction

wherever she decides to go

only shango the king dancer

undergod  of lightning and thunder

can quell ohsuns anger

and allow her soul to escape into the throes

of an everlasting love

 

you and i 

a confluence of a shared astrological

yes we did the impossible

so many thought our love illogical

now forevermore we will be honored

in the mythological

as two people who once defined

 the meaning of true love

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Sat, 26 Feb 2011 12:44:00 -0800 BUTTERFLY AND BUMBLEBEES http://dgreaves.posterous.com/butterfly-and-bumblebees http://dgreaves.posterous.com/butterfly-and-bumblebees

Butterfly

I feel like a butterfly

fluttering around  your blooming flower

counting down the hours

until we make love again

 

I feel like a bumblebee

stopping midflight to see

if my cache of sticky honey

is sweeter than the day before

 

I feel like a butterfly

floating in the sky

gliding on the cross currents of your love

as you go breezin by

 

I feel like a bumblebee

working towards our shared destiny

the more I keep moving girl

the faster I can ask you 2 marry me

 

you make me feel like

a  butterfly 

a bumblebee

a tiny kitten stuck in a tree

who doesnt want 2 come down 

from his high

and your love is the reason why

 

I feel like a butterfly

bursting through my mental cocoon

making your heart swoon

when love season is in bloom

 

I feel like a bumblebee

flying over the vastness of the sea

though I get tired 

I cant expire

until you are the last beautiful face i see

 

I feel like a butterfly

on the cusp of spring

making a request to the hummingbird

for your love please do sing

 

I feel like a bumblebee

your love is my finality

no need 4 me play with the birds

when I can make love 2 you 

4 eternity

 

you make me feel like

a butterfly

a bumblebee

a tiny kitten stuck in a tree

who doesnt want 2 come down 

from his high

and baby

you are the reason why

 

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Fri, 11 Feb 2011 08:39:00 -0800 LOOKING GLASS http://dgreaves.posterous.com/looking-glass http://dgreaves.posterous.com/looking-glass

Glass

Once I looked over

I saw an angel

on her shoulder

thought I just want 2 hold her

angel of love make me bolder

 

She walked in a meadow 

of high grass

the skies

full of contrails and contrast

only true devotion can outlast

loves demise flying a flag

at  half mast

2 the angel my fate was cast

be absolved or remain aghast

leave all pain in the past

in a burial ground so vast

this lovely vision of soul and sass

I know that i am up 4 the task

4 i am looking 

through the looking glass

 

once I looked beyond

I saw her meditating near

a mountain pond

in the month of ramadan

no need 4 stars 2 whish upon

let bygones be bygones

or surely the demon will abscond

never would I respond

like a debauched king with a harem

waving palm fronds

the angel told I have formed a bond

with a lady of culture and class

the minute that I chose

2 look through the looking glass

 

once I looked within

I knew love could begin

again

though he died 4 my original sin

my virtue I must defend

never will I pretend

2 be a mythological griffin

a man with a lions body

and wings of an eagle

true african kings 

are forever regal

so few people

will walk through the needle

many will return

2 live the sequel

but i know as I prepare 2 fast

my time in hell is at an end at last

4 I saw her waving to me

when I looked through  the looking glass

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Mon, 31 Jan 2011 08:52:00 -0800 ENCLOSED (a tone poem) http://dgreaves.posterous.com/enclosed-a-tone-poem http://dgreaves.posterous.com/enclosed-a-tone-poem

Lovers

Wondering in my solitude

wandering

2 and fro

finding it hard 2 speak in absolutes

yet

what I feel is apropo.

 

Kissing the shadows

left by your spirit force

longing 4 the lovliness

of your erotic source.

 

Many times

I have been blinded

by the light from your intensity

I suppose

in the throes

of my dreams

it is you I gently enclose.

 

Simple words cannot convey

true and everlasting affection

when disparate worlds collide

I run 2 you 

4 my souls protection.

 

Angels and Demons 

play a gothic symphony

yet

with you

I am free

are you 

my destiny.

 

Living

loving

lounging

in a pure stream of consciousness

I cant resist

our nightly tryst

though you remain

a shadow in the mist

when will you become

a reality

that i see

baby

I need your love

making love 2 me.

 

Pausing 2 examine

the contours of your sex

my tongue gently exploring

when your passion is totally wet

pleasing you and receiving nutriment

4 my soul

the angels sing

kiss her rose

and her soft wetness 

will enclose

upon your love.

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Sat, 29 Jan 2011 06:18:00 -0800 SOUL AFFIRMATION (4 MY DAUGHTER) http://dgreaves.posterous.com/soul-affirmation-4-my-daughter http://dgreaves.posterous.com/soul-affirmation-4-my-daughter

Father

People will always say

what you can and cannot achieve

but only you

can find the reasons 2 believe

no man alive can accurately say

whether Jesus Christ died

young or gray

4 in the end 

we must trust in the faith 

of our 

soul affirmations

 

baby girl

the only entity not prejudice

in this world is the dawning sun

upon the racist and the righteous

it shines on everyone

illuminating the blessed cross

or the barrell of a gun

 

as I write these words

I pause frequently when 

they begin 2 cry

if loving you is not a blessing

your daddy is prepared 2 die

4 you are the truth

in my 

soul affirmations

 

remember the false rumors

as the tide ebbed and swayed

the day 

your mother and I broke away

the whispers of how your life 

would never be the same

what they didnt know

is your mother and I were 

blessed from the start

and though we had 2 part

you remained our 

heart

and 

soul affirmation

 

I know

life is not always as it seems

but our earthly existence began

when the creator had a dream

and even he was forced 2 rest 

on the seventh day

come what may

always know the road 2 achievement

is often paved with discontent

find a special place in your heart 

2 repent

trust your daddy 

you will be sent confirmation

of your 

soul affirmations

 

if I

die

upon this very day

these words I pen will last forevermore

you 

I truly adore

so always be proud 

of your legacy

4 together your mother and I

shaped who you are

but you control whom you will be

you represent the sweetest fruit 

from the tree

of african  american 

carribean royalty

and 4 this wretched life

and yes

eternity

you have always been

and shall forever be

my 

soul affirmation

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Fri, 28 Jan 2011 11:38:00 -0800 2 http://dgreaves.posterous.com/2 http://dgreaves.posterous.com/2

Two

2 have and have not

2 forgive and be forgot

2 pick passion fruit and see passion quickly rot

2 cast

upon love past a dubious lot

2 be the victim of loves devilish plot

2 love you

love you not

depending upon the petals of a forget me not

2 begin 

 

 

as lovers

2 end

as friends

2 intend

yet ignore what fools in love 

portend

2 pretend

not 2 bend

when

love cant defend

2 misspend

loves dividends

when a lover offends

2 drop 

on bloody knees

2 stop

 

loves intended destiny

2 be a needle stuck

on loves phonograph

2 be present yet unwilling

2 speak on loves behalf

2 be in distress

when love not addressed

expressly on loves runaway path

2 be cast 

adfrift on loves loney sea

without a life raft

2 be a dangling participant

in love paragraph

2 ration love when trapped

in a mindless shaft

2 have and have neglect

2 forgive and yet forget

2 save loves survivors

2 survive the shipwreck

and

think

we did it all

2

love

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Fri, 28 Jan 2011 06:18:00 -0800 I DONT CARE (A real love vibe) http://dgreaves.posterous.com/i-dont-care-a-real-love-vibe http://dgreaves.posterous.com/i-dont-care-a-real-love-vibe

Care

What up fam..this is Brotha Dee with my alter ego Dizz

and we gonna flow into a real love joint..an undilluted..undisputed love..check it out

 

When you have a chest cold baby

I will wipe your runny nose

if you need me just holla lady

I will be in the bathroom

washin out your pantyhose

and your delicate underwear

I dont care

 

When you cant get outta bed baby

I will brush your teeth

and wash your pretty face

make some breakfast 

brew the coffee

and sweeten it 2 your taste

we are a perfect pair

I dont care

 

When your ex was knockin on the door baby

we had a talk man 2 man

aint tryin 2 replace him as your childrens father

he wont be back no more

he understands

we both have the vacant ghetto stare

he knows

I dont care

 

When your body is racked with the flu baby

I will lead you 2 a warm bath

you aint just a sweet sentence lady

you are the punctuation in my paragraph

all in love is fair

I dont care

 

Dizz break it down...

 

Wind up and let me go

where I stop 

my baby know

lady listen 2 my flow

I just want our thing 2 grow

you my capo di tutti capi

my mami

my mama san

rescued me

from philly saigon

the city is like radon

invisible death

2 many raids on

2 many brothas crackin up

2 many sistas shackin up

2 many thirsty

2 few cups

2 many crabs 

2 get a leg up

 

Brotha dee

flow that love free..

 

When your job made you a surplus

your trust

in me was profound

worked so much overtime baby

many nights i was the last man around

but a black man dont rip and tear

I dont care

 

When my family questioned your motives

I told them if you cant accept her

yall aint down with me

after many miles 

they peeped your style

now they are sharing the road 2 our destiny

your my city

I am your mayor

I dont care

 

When the sate was tryin 2 convict me

it was a case of mistaken identity

my lawyer told me

you swayed the judge and jury

with your heartfelt testimony

definition of ride or die

and you didnt lie

now that is why

you  are the ceo of my chair

and I am your man

I dont care

 

When your pregnancy ended prematurely

and we lost our baby

your first words were baby

sorry I let you down

even the doctor was cryin pretty lady

and that is why you wear  my crown

I would die 4 you

world you betta beware

I dont care

 

Dizz..kick the outro

 

You are the ebony essence

of ancestral african eloquence

spiritually affluent

among the ghetto insurgence

wash the grit out

with a jesus detergent

gotta say you are clairvoyance

kept me outta ignorance

taught me 2 ignore petty nuisance

when we are low on finance

you would rather stay home

and slow dance

never looked at me askance

when I was a street corner conductor

you gave me a chance

now we ridin the 3rd rail

aplha female

omega male

gods blessing is upon us

love and you are synonymous

a perfect synchronicity

come on baby

 lets you and me

tie the knot as bride and groom

it is time 4 us 2 jump the broom

 

 

Yeah..Brotha Dee and dizz..my alter ego

one and the same

no fluff 

no game

real love.real life..real rap

 

I am out..let it fade

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Thu, 20 Jan 2011 16:00:00 -0800 BLACK DYNASTY http://dgreaves.posterous.com/black-dynasty http://dgreaves.posterous.com/black-dynasty

Black_fist

 

Droptop

no beef wit kool cops

balls out

makin it clear

black fist

rising through the white mist

the phoenix can't compare

won't see

D'ee

on the ground

brotha I'm up in the air

 

Shunned the ghetto crab in the barrell mentality

born by the sea

never was a number in the penitentiary

give respect

don't flex

'less you fuckin wit mine

commit a crime

against my fam

gotta do eternal time

 

Shinin light on roaches

watch 'em scatter from the Killing Floor

blood red

left 4 dead

all traitors who treat the Motherland

like she's an African whore

won't bore

you wit the details

what real brothers do 2 snails

SSS-car-go

C-4 cargo

brain matter

blood splatter

and entrails

ALL HAIL

THE BLACK DYNASTY

RED AND YELLOW MALI, HELLO

the Mali Empire or MANDINGO empire was a West African empire of the Mandinka from

1230-1600 founded by SUNDIATA KEITA and was renowned 4 the wealth of its rulers.

 

D'ee got a chick

so rich 'n thick

she make brothas wanna feel

2 see if she real

brothas kneel

she got a patent on my dick

'cuz her devotion has been revealed

 

Odunde Day

round Philly way

second Sunday

in June

brothas from the grassroots

ask first then shoot

smile

like a child

her poise light up a room

 

I'm Akhenaton

the Pharaoh

boy, don't ya know

she my Queen Nefertiti

love story

spannin centuries

3,000 years before the Christ

she taught PERFECT LOVE, BROTHERHOOD AND TRUTH

was a way of life

2,000 years before the Prophet Muhammad(PBUHN)

she taught the DOCTRINE OF ONE GOD

paved the way 4 three faiths 2 spread from

the Congo River 2 Islamabad

3,000 years before Darwin

she taught ALL LIVING BEINGS ARE IN PERFECT UNITY

who she be

THE QUEEN of the BLACK DYNASTY

 

TIMBUKTU, EYE SEE YOU

RED, YELLOW AND GREEN..NAH MEAN

Timbuktu is a city in the TOMBOUCTOU REGION in the West African nation of MALI.

It was made prosperous by the 10th MANSA of the MALI EMPIRE, MANSA MUSA and was

an intellectual and spiritual capital and the CENTER 4 THE PROPAGATION OF ISLAM

throughout Africa

 

Truth spit

real shit

from the salt of the earth

all women can come 2 me

be with D'ee

but my destiny

is tied 2 women of African birth

Momma, watch your baby son

once shunned

like an Obeah chant

my knowledge

not from a European college

face the ILLUMINATI

show the stigmata on my free slave body

FUCK a recant

 

I expirate

think of my beginnings

as bounty of PI-RATES

trolling the Carribean Sea

now I'm rollin mental bones

contact high

I defy

any cat 2 fly

with me

checkin the empires of SONGHAY, MALI AND TIMBUKTU

searching the banks of the River Niger

a provider of clues

from Gao

2 Mali

2 Dendi

kingdoms born

AFRICA, AKEBULAN

1ST  BIRTH

MY WET NURSE

from her belly I was torn

scorned

as 3/5ths

fast forward

now I'm delivering this gift

Brother D'ee sired

from the Songhay empire

sent 2 heal the GREAT VALLEY RIFT

ghost face killas came riding on white sails

still I survived

2 HAIL

THE BLACK DYNASTY

 

SONGHAY, SHOW THE WAY

Songhai or Songhay was one of the largest empires in African history. Its base of power was on the bend of the Niger River and was settled at Gao as early as 800 B.C.

 

yeah..2 be GIFTED AND BLACK

AND THAT'S A FACT!

 

I'm out..peace and love..INSHALLAH(if it is God's Will)

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Fri, 14 Jan 2011 14:14:00 -0800 CALL EM B--TCHES U DIE(a sista salute) http://dgreaves.posterous.com/call-em-b-tches-u-diea-sista-salute http://dgreaves.posterous.com/call-em-b-tches-u-diea-sista-salute

Sistas1

 

Black widow spider

Quiet ridda

Don't have 2 providda

Will

Spill blood

In a flood

Runnin like apple cidda

She demands respect

Don't claim no set

Straight priceless

black fist

4 LeShonda, Precious and Isis

The nicest

Nubile Nubians

No hooligan

Skool's in

When

They defend

Black women

Holdin up

Slogans

Don't ask why

 

Make a mistake

Call em B--TCHES

Brothers die

 

Single motha

Got brothas runnin 4 cover

Smother

Dead beat

Daddy's

Set flame 2 the Caddy

Leave his motha sadly

Shook-en

Brothas who take 2 much

Get tooken

On a ride down 2 the airport

shoot 4 sport

No abort

No off button

All or nuthin

Down 4 lovin

Keepin perspecive

Kings don't reign

They get trained

Before being elected

Sista anger can't be deflected

Don't ask why

 

Make a mistake

Call em B--TCHS

Brothas die

 

Carryin

2 twin

Sig Sin

M-24 sniper

Settin coordinates

While changin diapers

Not hyper

Irie like kool

I pity the fool

Cross

Get lost in the Meadowlands

Sleepin wit Jimmy Hoffa

And other Black brethern

Devourin

Black HER STORY

Tomes

Sojourner, Harriet, Madame C.J.

From slavery 2 straightenin combs

House a home

Till a playa cova get blown

The death zone

Don't ask why

 

Make a mistake

Call em B--TCHES

Brothas die

 

Ain't no Extasy

P.O.V

Treat em tenderly

Or scan

Your periphery

Black beauty

The epitome

Of Akebulan

Inspiration 4 the Bible

And Holy Koran

No apology

No fine

Disrespect or flex

Fish will dine

Puncture lungs

No floater

Stay sober

Pay homage 2 the Queens

Keep em smilin

Don't make em mean

Don't ask why

 

Make a mistake

Call em B--TCHES

Brothas die

 

No pork

No souse

Got ghetto dwellings

Lookin like the White House

Cookin collard greens and fish

Black fist

4 Tonya, Tamara and Trish

Got cats from other ethnicities

Thinkin irrationally

Can I get a feel

Disrespect

No appeal

It's real

Allah's seal

On their right breast

Family crest

In Genesis

The beginning of the African Nation

Mother land

A black woman's hand

Raise up 4 this

While brothas applaud

And pour libations

STANDING OVATION

Man..don't ask why

 

Make a mistake

Call em B--TCHES

Red Black and Green fly

You die

 

 

 

Yeah..black queens take a bow

You showed us how

2 walk with dignity and self respect

We brothas you protect

From our stupidity

BROTHAS RAISE THE HENNY

We love y'all

 

I'm out...

 

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Thu, 13 Jan 2011 23:34:00 -0800 SWEET HONEY DIP (hello) http://dgreaves.posterous.com/sweet-honey-dip-hello http://dgreaves.posterous.com/sweet-honey-dip-hello

Sweet honey dip
Hello
Don't mean 2 be a bother
But can I call U during the After Show
Seems my inspiration
Is kinda low
And hearing your sultry voice
Helps my flow

Sweet honey dip
Don't ya ever change
U got 2 know
You drivin poor little Dee insane
Just remembering the times
When the rhythm of your moondance
Was in perfect sync with mine

There are no rumors 2 dispell
Only 2 people know I dig ya sweet baby
Myself and my sister Jell
And she ain't tellin
U see baby
Like a natural felon
You stole my heart
Repaired the damage
When my ex ripped it all apart
So
With all due respect
May our dance start
By me sayin

Sweet honey dip
Hello
People can hear it in my voice
When I'm feeling the flow
But they don't know
U inspire me
2 reach higher can't U see
Once my situation was dire
Like a kitten stuck high in a tree
But then you came 2 me
Tenderly
Vividly
I can see
4ever you will be
My one and only
Sweet baby
My one and only
Sweet lady
No if's and or maybe
And it all started with a

Sweet honey dip
Hello
Can U stop around
After the After Show
'Cuz when all those fierce poets
End their recites
I feel so full of fire
I can't sleep that night
Oh so right
I can't fight
Please come onver
And love me
Oh so
Oh no
Won't let
Let U go
I'm a pro
Baby don't you know
'Cuz U bring out the best in me
The rest of me
Shall always be
Totally
Eternally
Devoted 2 you
And our destiny
And 2 think baby
It all began with...

A
Sweet
Honey
Dipped
H
E
L
L
O

I'll be waiting baby..the door is unlocked..just come right in okay?

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Thu, 13 Jan 2011 23:23:00 -0800 UNTITLED (none needed) http://dgreaves.posterous.com/-none-needed http://dgreaves.posterous.com/-none-needed

When love's tapestry
Is woven with threads of shame
Pin%#&@$!s of a needle
Leaves tears that forever stain
Is this really you
Or just a cruel and unusual game
Digging in the past
For any skeletons that remain

Oh, thought I heard angels cry
But it was just the thought of you
Passing by
Never stopping
With no calm 2 impart
Carrying a crown once regally worn
Now resembling
A crown of thorns

Two hearts speaking
At the very same time
A cacophony of wasted sound
Never cleansing the mind
Doubts of fairly tales
When falling asleep
Counting the last worthless evening
Ignoring the sheep

When love's majesty
Falls victim 2 a coup d etat
Is the overthrow recored in the universe
Or is it Inshallah
Pray that you'll find a reason
2 remain together still
Not remain apart
Against God's will

Oh, thought I heard
Your children crying
But they haven't said a word
I guess they remain upset
Finding solace in their solitude
Under the cellar steps

Two hearts reaching
But on different frequencies
Never learned to accept honey
Without being stung by angry bees
Like the honecomb
Once a vibrant home
Now a castle in the wastelands
Once love has flown


Written for my man Will and his estranged wife..peace and love 2 you both

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Mon, 10 Jan 2011 14:44:00 -0800 LA BANDERA (the flag-free style volume 6) http://dgreaves.posterous.com/la-bandera-the-flag-free-style-volume-6 http://dgreaves.posterous.com/la-bandera-the-flag-free-style-volume-6

Latin_flag
D'EE DON'T MEAN 2 BOAST
DON'T MEAN 2 BRAG
LATIN AMERICA
LA BANDERA!!!
THROW UP YOUR FLAGS

UNA SALVA DE DIEZ CANONAZOS
PUERTO RIIIIII---CCCOOOOO!!!

who say Brother Dee
Si
I can flow
Puerto Rico
Guatemala
Mexico
yoooo
got so many flips
SH--T
boy don't ya
know
eat alphabet soup
make my vocab
grow
go
slow
baby come
baby come
baby come
2 my
show
Mic
my words strike
the Mic
go blow
A B C DEE
effortless elemental
flow
a black cat
with a black hat
fly like a black
crow
yo
Jelly co-sign
no dues I
owe
my airflow
creating
an afterglow

DEE DON'T MEAN 2 BOAST
DON'T MEAN 2 BRAG
LATIN AMERICA
LA BANDERA
THROW UP YOUR FLAGS

Sao Paulo
Buenos Aires
Rio de Janerio
Lima
Caracas
Santiago
stange
bedfellows
down in the
barrio
piercing with my
arrow
2 Columbia and Ecuador
I
bestow
fore score
fore swore
before
my black shadow
a day
glow
dynamo
droppin death blows
got heap plenty rhymes
in
escrow
my Flikka Bikka
get aroused
my brow
do
furrow
in flow
interflow
when I enter the
hedgerows
soft like
marshmallows
leave the ladies
mushy
mellow
possessed like
Cujo
my lyrical shower
produce
mudflows
out flow
out blow
leave ya singin like a
sparrow

DEE DON'T MEAN 2 BOAST
DON'T MEAN 2 BRAG
LATIN AMERICA
LA BANDERA
THROW UP YOUR FLAGS

UNA SALVA DE DIEZ CONONAZOS
PUERTO RIIIIII-COOOOOO

born 2 be the best
feel it in my
marrow
don't ya dare bite
baby don't wanna
over blow
don't want your ovaries
2
overflow
until I burn up
Mic Row
don't sleep
Mami
this ain't a peep
show
let's pow wow
playfellow
with your head in the
pillow
don't wanna
overshadow
meet ya Post AL
show
my rhymes
on time
you will swallow
don't be a scare
crow
no
sorrow
tomorrow
is the slide
show
in my knapsack
keep a diamond in the back
my words I stow
the sun
glows
when I cross
bow
and super size the
flow
crossed many rivers
never caught in the
undertow
throw up
up chuck
can't duck
my
up flow
DAMN
it's kinda
yellow
clean ya
window


DEE DON'T MEAN 2 BOAST
DON'T MEAN 2 BRAG
LATIN AMERICA
LA BANDERA
THROW UP YOUR FLAGS!!!

MORALES! PAPI YOU KNOW I GOT 2 SALUTE YOUR LAND DAWG

UNA SALVA DE DIEZ CANONAZOS

PUERTO RIIII-COOOOOO!!

yeah..a ten gun salute to my Rican brother

I'm out
JILLLLLL!!
ANOTHER MIC PLEEZE!

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Mon, 10 Jan 2011 14:26:00 -0800 15 MINUTES (pon a beach in Bridgetown) http://dgreaves.posterous.com/15-minutes-pon-a-beach-in-bridgetown http://dgreaves.posterous.com/15-minutes-pon-a-beach-in-bridgetown

Bridgetown_beach
So
So much pon this mon mind
Lord in Heaven
Lemme give me'self a likkle time
2 think bout me Love..

Kiss you
Hold you
Leave de wurl behind
Share
A
Pair
2 heartbeats
Now one of a kind
I run
Don't shun me
Baby, now is de time
2 smell de red roses
And drink de red, red wine
Share coconut bread
And sweet cassava pone
Lap
In the luxury
Or your love
Lavishly
No chil'ran
No phones
Be stilled by de Spirits
Pon me Sacred Isle
Your eyes
Me Island in de Sun
The reason I smile
Me know U an angel
Please stay 4 a while
I dig your Princess Grace
Admire your style
15 minuets
Be all it takes
2 sample de buffet
Of the sweet, sweet love
We will make
Pon de beach in Bridgetown

Attend church on Sunday
Mek tenda love Sunday night
So lost in
Emotion
Devotion
Listening
2 the swells
Pon de ocean
We miss our flight
Family and friends
I ain't seen in years
Know you're the detour
Pon de tracks of me tears
Never will be rich
I a honest mon
Ask Living-stun
Ova in Ja-may-ka
King-stun
From de Concrete Jungle
2 Urban neglect
Darwin
Son of Barbados
Me land I always respect
Fly ova
Fly ova
Baby fly so damn high
Write de Lyrics of our Love Sweet
Pon de Carribean sky
And when tree likkle birds
Fly by
An ask ya why
Tell em
When I'm with Dee
15 minuets is all it takes
2 sample de buffet
Of de sweet, sweet love we will make
Pon de beach
In Bridgetown

Me Lady...welcome 2 me Island
Please stay 4 a while

D

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Mon, 10 Jan 2011 14:08:00 -0800 Stranger in a Foreign Land http://dgreaves.posterous.com/stranger-in-a-foreign-land http://dgreaves.posterous.com/stranger-in-a-foreign-land

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Usflag

 

Never took a chance
That wasn't mine
Momma always said
A hard head
Make a soft behind
Was raised 2 always remember
Christmas day 2 many
Is just another day in December
I don't need reminders on a calendar date
Always felt
The love U save
Is the love U make
U see,
I've been molded 2 never forget
And always understand
I'll always be
A Stranger in a Foreign Land

If I commit a felony
I can be deprived
The Act of Patriots
Doesn't exclude me
From drug dealing and homicide
In this country I'm naturalized
Could be stripped
Of citizenship
Right before my eyes
So I learned as child 2 walk
In silence
Though I've been stalked
Never resorted 2 violence
But if my family bond is distorted
2 avenge my Bajan Bond
I'd gladly be deported
Always stood tall
Proud 2 be a man
But never forgetting
I'm a Stranger in a Foreign Land

U invite me 2 the table
I will accept
Always on time
Never overslept
I will only eat 2 be polite
Never want U 2 feel
I took 2 many bites
Folks say I take things 2 seriously
But I must 2 maintain my civility
Can't let U see my tears in any instance
Best way 2 protect myself
Is 2 keep my distance
No one knows what's in my heart
People read my prose
And think they've hit the mark
But when a thought is finished I move on
Never been a king
Refuse 2 be a pawn
Never been a part of the Native plan
Always been
A Stranger in a Foreign Land

I had a choice
Whether 2 be a Black brother
Or accept being labeled as an other
Many times an apodted child
Only desires 2 make his parent smile
Knew I could never dream of being President
Only 4 Natural Born
Not permanent residents
Since the age of three
My dreams have been shaped
By that reality
How could U know
That left a pain in Brother Dee
So I remain in my pocket
People throw
Blows
I attempt 2 block it
You never took the time
2 see the faded bruises on my hands
From reaching out
As a Stranger in a Foreign Land

2 each and all on the Set
With all due respect
An open heart
I will never reject
But please know mine I must protect
So when I come strong
I've got 2 come correct
2 U what seems like a petty slight
Can change my sunny day
Instantly 2 night
Exile is a possibility
That's real 2 me
I am who I am
Your Brother Dee
Never curse Allah
But GOD D--MN
All my life I've been
A Stranger in a Foreign Land

Dear Lady
I accepted love at your behest
We share a love beyond words
Or this Set
Yet
It's best
If I remain a guest
'Cuz any family joined by adverbs and conjunctions
Only requires a dangling participle
2 cause dysfunction
I believe in the words of Lady Liberty
Thank Allah for her providing
My mom the opportunity
But instinctively
Those from across the sea
Know where they are from
And where they be
So I have taken blows
No other man man would honestly withstand
Comes with the territory
Of being a Stranger in a Foreign Land


Taken blows
No other man would honestly withstand
I know who I am
D. Greaves
A STRANGER IN A FOREIGN LAND

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Mon, 10 Jan 2011 13:44:00 -0800 The Final Call http://dgreaves.posterous.com/the-final-call http://dgreaves.posterous.com/the-final-call

Last_call
(Final and Last Call)

 

All due DISRESPECT
when I say this SH--T
some who bow before God
are really suckin the Devil's D--CK
spit
then grip
a banger
hang black pride like Fruit of Allah
from Southern trees
puncture so close 2 the heart
of Akebulan
you can't sneeze
brain freeze
tryin 2 join the B.M.C
refusing 2 pay the fees
the Diasporan disease
of envy
and jealously
heed the Final Call
in Dee Homily

Can't come at Shay-tan
with alms
so I traded love 4 two sparks
and a cache of napalm
read Surahs from the Koran
consulted with David
in the Pslams
purified my soul
during Ramadan
apon
this Rock of Ages
I shall stand
bow 2 NO ONE
yet
respect
the essence of the Black man
time 2 fulfill the plan
are you a true brother
or a N-GG--A
with a tan

Rain..2Bee..Sea..I.C.
y'all riding with me?
lemme tell the pseudo punks what up...

I WILL DIE 4 U
N-GG-A
IF YOU LIVE 4 ME
FINALLY
WE WILL SEE
IF YOU'RE PREPARED 2 LIVE AND DIE
FOR BLACK UNITY

Waiting in black camouflage
triangular position
'tween Caddy the Bro-ham
and Avenger the Dodge
Shay-tan tried 2 breach the birth
of Jesus
on the Immaculata Maria
I perfomed a cervical cerclage
the Prophet speaks
may all those with ears listen
can't be victorious
in this mission
if we out of position
tension stressin the bridge
we built
the pool of purification
polluted with gossip and silt

Braced for the battle
my origin in Santeria
ate the jelly of the Guav-ee
pay
homage
2 Ave
Maria
dialect of the Yoruba
Le Regla Lucumi
Brother Dee
now you see me
now I'm in your brain
taking your hate
and makin you insane
no membrane
can resist the Shaman's spell
think you in Heaven
welcome 2 Hell

Maji..LoveisLove..Goodlove..To ban
y'all riding with me?
lemme tell the pseudo punks what up

I WILL DIE 4 U
N--GG-A
IF YOU LIVE 4 ME
FINALLY
WE WILL SEE
IF YOU'RE PREPARED 2 LIVE AND DIE
FOR BLACK UNITY

Babalu-Aye
try-ya
no way
Brother Dee is here 2 stay
no pay
no play
Armageddon or Armistice
is the only way
no delay
I say
plastic melts in the heat of the Son
mess with me
you picked the wrong one
battles I shun
until the war in won
no pun
no gun
just a Spritual
lyrical run
don't you know I can see you sleepin
thinkin you corrupted the Black United
but we creepin

Let no man doubt my heart
corrupted by Shay-tan
at the start
first 3 years of my life
spent with an Orisha
my momma couldn't tell her son
from a geisha
had 2 most important women in my life
choose separation
now we're at peace
praise Allah
for Spritual reperations
paid my dues
question my views
BUT
not my virtues
unless you're ready 2 call my mother a B--TCH
you do that
there will be
too many
holes 4 the doctors 2 stitch
no covert
no snitch
time 4 the Final Call
Black man
with a plan
2 be
Spritually rich

Ladies..I ain't forget you
y'all ridin with me?
lemme tell the pseudo punks what up
ONE MORE TIME

I WILL DIE 4 U
N-GG-A
IF YOU LIVE 4 ME
FINALLY
WE WILL SEE
IF YOU'RE PREPARED 2 LIVE AND DIE
FOR BLACK UNITY

yeah..write it on the tenament wall
THE FINAL CALL

May we walk in the light of God..Inshallah

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