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WhiskeyHands

I see the world, I been there, I’m on my ground
I made it rain in every city a thousand times
You work hard to get paid, that’s what it is
Bentleys and green leaves, that’s how I live
In the back VIP, that’s where you’ll see me
I’m spitting with the homies, I’m sipping Hennessy
Let the haters talk, you ain’t at my level
I’m rolling Continental, never sentimental…

~*~

stone cold

with a heart of gold

a talented man

kicking ass on the drums

funny and crazy

sweet and simply amazing

get the party started

with the cadence you departed

spittin’ rhymes to pass

smooth as glass

you’re a total badass

bitch, it’s wastywhiskeyhands

such a lanky giraffe

we just can’t get enough

of all the beats that you create

expectations you break

you’re keepin’ it true

we love the way that you do

you keep me so strong

when i go through my darker days alone

you’re an amazing inspiration

another motivation

even if my life is crying

your soul makes me keep on going

but now they all squeal

as if you were the devil

even though you’ve been so kind

and have a benevolent mind

but don’t listen to them

their words don’t mean a thing

all i know is you

and nothing else is true

so whatever their bullshit is

i won’t easily believe

because i know that you’re good

just like you are and should

and i’ll always be there for you

as you have been for me

and for all of us

without any hesitation or fuss

and i’ll give you all the faith i have

with every hope from you that i enjoy

i’ll support you completely

and love you very dearly

so please always stay tough,

my little drummer boy.

~*~

Get it, get it, bounce, bounce
Shake, shake, get money, get paid
We fucking own this city all night
I learned it at a young age gotta
Get money get paid, let’s get drunk tonight…

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Café & Concerto

I need you like the flower needs the rain
You know I need you, guess I’ll start it all again
You know I need you like the winter needs the spring
You know I need you, I need you…

~*~

overwhelming—

the crashing tidal waves

of concerto and palatable

patisserie tastes alike

strummed electric strings

intertwining with bitter

yet dainty chocolate rumble

rough vocals like rough sketches

of rembrandt’s lost art

interlacing and intertwining

in rosaceous thorns like earrings

around my wilting lungs

and caramel macchiato sips

dripping on cherry ink.

beatbox, wind chime, cymbal

symphonies and deep bass

thrumming withing the pulse

of my heart’s sanctity

like the tick of woodblocks

guitars twanging, reverberating

in ceramic sugar jars and

lilliputian silver spoons

placed aesthetically in tables

of a checkered cloth blue

siting under ruby rotund lamps

and incandescent fairy lights

the spill of fountains and tree roots

mellowing down tired eyes that

even the most glaring of

tiny glowing screens cannot

disrupt nor ever distract—

as their helter-skelter classics

bring me back to the past

among decades and centuries

of the good olden days

sixties, seventies, eighties

losing to rustic country music

losing track of time

losing sense to the rhythms

losing languorous repasts

losing myself and finding out…

until my drink is lukewarm.

and the sanctuary of the audience

humming, clapping, cheering

in pleasant pleasantries

sweet teeth stuck in a smile

effete tastes and composition turns

crashing and colliding,

disorienting and dizzying,

blinking and blocking;

until the beat of my halcyon heart

is chiseled to the atmosphere

of that whimsical place

and i feel like i completely belong…

overwhelmed.

~*~

And every day, I’d laugh the hours away
Just knowing you were thinking of me
And then it came that I was put to blame
For every story told about me, about me…

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