Friday, February 8, 2013

Ectasy


Pay attention….Let me take you on an extraordinary high, so high up up to the sky HIGH
Let me bring you to ecstasy, or better yet let’s take a Molly
Get up there where people can be free
Free to do what they want when they want and with umm who they want
With u that is
Let me show you the biz, no filter just me and your body on a straight fizz
Fizzing with foam in the bathtub, let me rub, rub, rub all over your body
Shit boo your my lil hottie, got me on cloud 9 10 or fuck that 17
Im feeling like a horny lil kid popping some horny goat weed
I wanna explore this new found level im on, no need for the bong we doing this with the blue king kong
Baby you on my level, ready to get this shit settled round 1 your turn
Gonna make your body yearn, wait this isn’t an r.kelly song this is me and you getting it on
On and on and on like an eryka badu song, got my body feeling like a rolling stone
I’m feeling this shit, this got me feeling like imma hit, not the physical but the umm physical hahaha
Yea you know what I mean, got you calling me boo love and jelly bean
Sweeter then vanilla ice-cream on a hot summer day, baby what you say?
You want me to continue, yea that’s cool, let me submerge you in my love, like swimming in the local pool,
I don’t care if you can’t swim imma show you a few things,
Whew what you say that was, that shit is giving me this horny buzz, I feel like I’ve just left the earth
Floating somewhere looking down on mother earth
I think I’m in the sky, on my cloud high, not wanting to say goodbye, but say hello to what’s in-between your thighs, that’s the shit I like
Let me come down, not that down but the unh downtown down, can you please show me around, being in here is like a brand new playground
Round 2 you said, alright boo, let me get them ruby reds……next time it’s in your bed.


Racism


Racism……..
Prejudice, racism all the same words both have the same meanings. 
Causes my heart to ache because of the power behind them
Even in the present we fight the battles of the past
Still no contrast still an out cast
How can we live in this current day but yet still  pass judgment
Still walk around with such ignorance
You see the color of skin doesn’t matter, what matters is what is  within
Our brothers and sisters have fought long ago for a change
And yet in still we still point the fingers no one sharing the blame
Racism is not a thought of the past but in fact it’s still putting weight on our backs
If we take the time to educate one another
Then we can live free with our sisters and brothers
Ha that’s a thing that will never happen, we waste our energy calling each other names
words that I can’t even fathom 
to make a change it starts with you and me
and the belief in one  unity
lets become color bline and tone deaf,
lets change our ways until the death
lets remember those like harriet tubman and soujour truth
lets remember that its up to us to teach the youth
 lets remember that we bleed the same blood
lets remember that we all are capable of love
prejudice, racism all the same words both have the same meanings

Struggle


It seems like life’s crumbling every which way, can’t seem to get my footing can’t seem to find my way
Looking for strength in places I’ve never been, thinking like Judy garland maybe it over the rainbow and through the wind
I wanna know what a stress free like is like; back in the days as kids chewing on some mike n Ikes
Yea I know that was long ago now I’m stuck with the reality of what needs to go
In my life
My everyday fight
Am I winning I doubt it, looking around makes me feel like I just dropped down in a black dark pit
I wanna see the stress free days again, where I could jump double Dutch and three way my friends
Because right now, it’s hard I admit
I’m no longer worried about being the shit
But more consumed with how I’m gonna pay these bills, feed my kid
When did life become so wrong?
Not long ago I was planning for my senior prom
Now I’m a mother trying to survive
With a bumper sticker saying keep hope alive
That’s bullshit you see, I put that there when life was stress free
Before it was a you and just a me
You see what im saying your not alone
Shit when times get rough pick up the phone
I know I need a friend not for the temporary but until the end
When I start to doubt my place need, you to be my standing grace
Cause right now im on the roller coaster or life
Trying to hold on cause this aint no free ride

Something New

Thought it was time to kick a lil something new for your ears
It appears that its time for me to switch gears since im hitting them midyears
im over all that baby boo boo and whiny tears
im on my grown woman now,
trying to get down being that im from uptown

I love that old skool flow
turn the beat down low
hit me with the waves not the cornrolls

you see as time flies i get older
i get bolder, and between my sheets its no longer colder
im head strong no need for a bong i can do this shit with no weed just my tongue

I speak from the heart, i lived that life an know my part
i can get as classy as a ballad from mozart
or get down and dirty,and flirty like a bitch not quite 30
when you get to my age you can do this shit
i admit i was once a culprit, but now im on the path to get rich
and with my team backing me im getting there quick

as you see i've lived that way, wondering who was gonna be my next lay
putting ciggerates out in the astray as i left the club in the light of day
that life gets old right away


FlashBack


Boom, that’s a flashback, flashback to an 8 track. back when MJ took over the airwaves and Ted Turner bought the braves.
You see that’s when people sang about being hopelessly devoted in love an shit, and where the Beatles were the hottest ticket to get.
That’s also the time when being black was a crime, illegal of course, not like they were selling slaves and using them for the workforce
You see it was different back then, whites and blacks tried to be friends, what yall call it “Black Panther till the end”
Not like I’ve ever witnessed those days, but sometimes my mind plays and I feel like I’ve lived those days
Of course I NEVER played with the candy for the nose, but will admit that seeing Pam Grier play Foxy Brown, was my hero.
I wish I could go back to when they found Elvis Priestly dead, I’d tell that racist bastard glad that it wasn’t me coming for your head
Do you remember when the VCR came out, ha-ha that was a joke, you weren’t even words formed to your mothers mouth
Don McLean song American Pie, while soldiers fought wars trying not to die, while M.A.S.H made its world premiere and Richard Nixon was trying to get out of Rears. 
The 70s if you hadn’t figured out was when Marvin Gaye was singing love ballads out his mouth, and the Ohio Players made a record called honey and the price of gas, wasn’t so funny.
Let me give you a little history the 70s was when Arthur Ashe made history, when women no longer needed to fight for rights, and having an abortion became a right no longer a fight
But enough of this flashback im done with that, heading back to my decade until it becomes a throwback.

Friday, January 11, 2013

Beast Mode


Im on the path to success, hoping for the best, going for my goals, Fuck the rest.   Pushing haters out the way, you know them, always trying to steal the damn day. not this time, im on my grind, going for mines, and finishing on top with this rhyme, Not turning back, like I said before, keeping my eyes open like an insomniac, staying still is for the whack, I’m  Moving bitches like dealers move crack.  Luda said get out my way, let me turn that song up and play it all day, just so u know im not feeling any sorta way, towards you that is.  Unless you mess with my biz and that’s ground to get knocked off your game and lose your way, and hell no you cant call the wiz! You see what im saying here is that its all about me, still un defeated, still Dani from Jersey streets.  A change in my area code, means nothing to yall hoes, cause I know that no matter where I lay my head, im gonna end up on top before im dead.  I refuse to lay 6 feet under, without hitting this world like lightning followed by thunder.  Let me break it down for you one last time, been doing this shit since I was 9.  I always new that I wasn’t that girl easily wined and dined.  Im a soldier I fight for whats mines.  A solo artist is what u can call me, no im not no heavy hitter on the streets, but better known as a street smart geek.  I figured at an early age, I wasn’t going to settle for minimum wage, so I been busting my ass waiting for the day to let loose out this reality driven cage. 

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

12 Lesbian Days of Christmas


On the first day of Christmas my girlfriend gave to me:
 A bullet with some KY jelly

On the second day of Christmas my girlfriend gave to me:
2 orgasms
An a bullet with some KY jelly

On the third day of Christmas my girlfriend gave to me:
3 Tongue rings
2 orgasms
An a bullet with some KY jelly

On the fourth day of Christmas my girlfriend gave to me
4 days of quickies
3 tongue rings
2 orgasms
An a bullet with some KY jelly

On the fifth day of Christmas my girlfriend gave to me
5 subliminal tweets
4 days of quickies
3 tongue rings
2 orgasms
And a bullet with some KY jelly

On the sixth day of Christmas my girlfriend gave to me
6 colored strap ons
5 subliminal tweets
4 days of quickies
3 tongue rings
2 orgasms
And a bullet with some KY jelly

On the seventh day of Christmas my girlfriend gave to me
7 sexy dresses
6 colored strap ons
5 subliminal tweets
4 days of quickies
3 tongue rings
2 orgasms
An a bullet with some KY jelly

On the eighth day of Christmas my girlfriend gave to me
8 naked strippers
7 sexy dresses
6 colored strap ons
5 subliminal tweets
4 days of quickies
3 tongue rings
2 orgasms
An a bullet with some KY jelly

On the ninth day of Christmas my girlfriend gave to me
9 scented candles
8 naked strippers
7 sexy dresses
6 colored strap ons
5 subliminal tweets
4 days of quickies
3 tongue rings
2 orgasms
An a bullet with some KY jelly

On the tenth day of Christmas my girlfriend gave to me
10 back massages
9 scented candles
8 sexy strippers
7 sexy dresses
6 colored strap ons
5 subliminal tweets
4 days of quickies
3 tongue rings
2 orgasms
An a bullet with some KY jelly

On the eleventh day of Christmas my girlfriend gave to me
11 naughty Zane books
10 back massages
9 scented candles
8 naked strippers
7 sexy dresses
6 colored strap ons
5 subliminal tweets
4 days of quickies
3 tongue rings
2 orgasms
An a bullet with some KY jelly

On the twelfth day of Christmas my girlfriend gave to me
12 bright red roses
11 naughty Zane books
10 back massages
9 scented candles
8 naked strippers
7 sexy dresses
6 colored strap ons
5 subliminal tweets
4 days of quickies
3 tongue ring
2 orgasms
An a bullet with some KY jelly