Some Of The Music/Lyrics I'm Feelin:

Mr.Robert Marley,Chuck D,James Brown,KRSOne,Rakim,A.Bam,Lady-Teena Marie,Cameo,Prince,Common,Too Short,Dorian Moor,E-40,IceCube,George Clinton,Bootsy Collins, Herbie Hancock,Michael Jackson,Miles Davis,Ella, Billie,Sarah,Sade,Aretha,
Marvin Gaye,Kid Creole and the Coconuts,B52s,Devo,Beastie boys,Nas,Snoop DizzLE,Suga Free,Isaac Hayes,LLCOOLJ,The Time,Larry Graham,SlickRick,Doug.E.Fresh,Biggie,2Pac,Ricky Lee Jones,Shabba Ranks,Count Basie,Louis Armstrong, Nirvana,Led Zepplin,David Byrne,The Police,Rush,Mudvayne,Primus.


About Me:




Passions Chains

Accusations fly high emanating from a pseudo activist.

Suspect of flirtations disseminating ‘gainst this verbal strategist.

A bag of dust must’ve been smuggled in from the Kremlin.

I dispute & rebuke this little wet mogwai turned gremlin.

A defeat would be only overshadowed by one diversion.

Lone heart beats in the beasts’ clutches jaded with vile perversions.

I am no one waiting for somebody to show me everything.

I'm just small potatoes looking for a WHOLE LOT OF BUTTER.

If miracles happen daily can I get mine with a side of onion rings?

I hope my daughter doesn’t marry a meat-head like Sally Struthers.

Rest my dome around the globe but reside in the Bay.

Stare in the sky, arrogance blinds my eyes almost every day.

Even our winters got Sun up in it while other states are freezing.

I only leave here for tropical heat warmer than our colder season.

No teasing!
I’m so real, that’s just the only way to live.

So pleasing!

Climb your highest emotional peak exploring all we have to give.

½ soldier ½ saint, cook, clean and eat organic.

Beating my drums keeps the doldrums from taking over very long.

Steer around drama, calm when others start to panic.

When leaving my living room I always sound the gong.

Petulance only leaves a revolting impression.

Intelligence keeps folks on their toes.
Specialist I suppose at having haters guessing.

Hope I live long enough to own the 1st flying Rolls.

I’m on the road to recovery from the right lady not loving me.
Healing hearts sure do take their sweet time.
Life incarceration in passions chains vying to be set free.

Insatiably covet this torture watching & just waiting in Loves line.


PANICKING

Confused look on your face frozen stiff- manikin.
Perhaps in need of a father figure- Flannigan.
A man again makes choices for the better bad.
It’s awkward like having a bed wetting grad as a dad.
People that switch lanes and don’t signal make me mad.
I wonder if St. Paul’s still riding back that limo custom painted plaid.
Bite necks for fun but son don’t call me Vlad.
Stick to the point so not confusing the subject at hand.
I can hear your spine shake fake snake why are you panicking?
Grabbing your head in pain are you in need of some Anacin?
Maybe a talisman would help the superstition in your way.
Seek to provide guidance towards a better ending to your day.
Do you know the way to San Jose?
East Oakland’s where I reside in this area called the Bay.
Tequila can be fun but be careful with who you play.
Shoot my mouth off maybe just a wee bit much.
Intricate like a birds nest built out of Love & trust.
This is a must; I want all the bread not just the crust.
What was once filled with life but now reduced to dust.
Ashes fly unless the rain cometh.
Embers cry it’s so hard to stomach.
The lies told, why so many find this the only path.
After time spent with these charlatans I’m in desperate need of a hot bath.




Break Out the Broom

My city needs a remedy for the violence & pointless poverty.

I got fam with degrees struggling to pay attention in this economy.

The lottery keeping so many folks hopes alive.

Inside the truth’s just trying to cover up for the lie.

I sympathize with arid eyes despise the cold shoulder.

Stay high on life pray Allah lets my kids grow wise & older.

I’ve recently been liberated from an elongated bit of stress.

So now scattering Blessed seeds of Peace & nurturing promise.

Curse those people acting like they’re the Big Kahunas.

Hope you get sprayed by 2 skunks in your grannies’ sugar bloomers.

I’m happy as honeymooners’ heart bigger than high school rumors.

You can call me JabberJaw and I’ll call you Charlie Tuna.

I knew the world’s problems way too early in life.

Consumers continually purchase needless items increasing their stress & strife.

Conflict for some is the only way they feel normal.

I’m the exact opposite and rather enjoy being informal.

Prefer quiet & the still of night over a loud crowded room.

My initials are V.S.J but I also answer to Deejay Kaboom.

Break out the broom I’m always down for a sweep.

The Earths future at this point is looking a bit bleak.

We need to clean up the mess made by shady political choices.

Be freed from our local constraints speak out with intellectual voices.

I’m such a freckled-faced fortunate fellow.

Time’s good to me personally life’s been pretty mellow.

My rejoinder to global drama has always been heartfelt & compassionate.

Momma makes her famous mac & cheese it takes me 2 seconds to mash on it.

Still good to go with that vacationing state of mind.

Real hood so you know to just not F with mine.

Try to be kind as kittens when a lady has me smitten.

Some of the most profound statements have been so sloppily written.

No matter it’s the message that’s important for us to get.

Wearing red or blue in some neighborhoods just might leave you wet.

Now that’s a shame and we need to be more conscious raising our kids.

If we do so many won’t be incarcerated with 5 to 25 year bids.





Lost In Her Shuffle

Have ye a trusted friend, a candle lighting thy way?
Some true heart that’ll closely hold all secrets till end of days.
So heavy the burden must be at times a load more than any wanted
I know because witness your beauty I have though you rarely ever flaunt it.
I share wit with cuteness but get tossed & lost in her shuffle.
Crushed like bottom bag chips instead of desired like delectable chocolate truffle.
Played thy role of kind gent yet it ultimately went nowhere fast.
Put a lock on my pride and cast on my heart in hopes the break won’t last.
Designs I had have failed miserably so.
The skies open wide with moisture hailed upon my cheeks considerably slow.
Now I’m soaked in sadness with no guidance toward passion in sight.
Why did everything bad that could go wrong have to happen last night?
I give up.
No one wants to see a grown man crying filled with sigh.
Her visage haunts my dreams I awake and always question why.
I’m a survivor but some days hurt so much just don’t want to live.
Simply seeking solace as an abundance of Love I’ve still to give.
Escapades in serenity seemingly mainstays in my sad shadows silence.
Masquerading epiphanies are lessons better learned later than sooner.
Amazed how fantasy requires little inspiration and virtually dooms shyness.



Blessings I Still Got

Years pass as the taste for life is justifiably more earnest.
Fears last only if we forget why they exist.
Persist in grandiose living without giving is no way to flourish.
Travel a lot but never hang out with the bloody tourist.
I’m grassroots down-home backwoods country boy.
Live in the city but it’s the outback I truly enjoy.
Get thrilled when left speechless cause I always got something to say.
Don’t need relationships for sex I’ll just make Love to this day.
Here me now.
I was told by my mama to proceed with caution.
Shady ladies will get you caught up with no emotion.
Rub you the right way as a beginning promotion.
Catch you moping then start poking your buttons causing commotion.
Like when I’m chosen but don’t close the deal with just any who chose.
Blooming roses smell so much better when you grow them not steal.
Takes time for beauty to be truly known for more than external gifts.
Still in my ugly stages but kind of relish this feeling of being adrift.
Keep your thieving hands out of my garden.
Hope you got pricked well by one big thorn.
If you gave it to a Lover though beg my pardon.
Can’t help feeling good being part of new true hearts born.
I’ve sworn allegiance to Passion in the struggle against boredom.
Hand-me-downs & 5 thousand dollar suits I’ve worn them
Thwarted evil plans of haters with their hell born thoughts.
Drink OJ in the a.m. in the p.m. sip on 12 year old scotch.
I oft wonder does Joey still have the Motts.
Did anyone ever figure out any of those Mary-Hartman Mary-Hartman plots?
Prefer cast iron cookware over those non-stick pots.
Many of my childhood spots are now overgrown vacant lots.
If I had it my way would’ve been gifted with a little more hops.
Also the ability to bring back to life every one of my folks that died from being shot.
But I thank Lord for what’s been given me & all the Blessings I still got!
Especially give thanks for the time allowed me on His clock.
If I die today well it’s a good day to die.
Throw a big party for your boy and I don’t want anybody to cry.
I celebrate this life with every healthy breathe my children take.
I lived real and not one time did I ever feel the need to fake.


Wry Diatribes

I’m an old schooled dude vintage taste for life.
Jah rules everything if Rastafari is what you like.
True test of your strength can only be assessed by you.
We fight for the right reasons & sometimes wrong ones too.
Hurry up and get it done go ahead cut those corners.
Dreading any likelihood of failure we don’t win were goners.
If we lose they’ll be on us.
If we miss this chance they’ll be no tomorrow’s only choosy beggars & borrowers.
Followers do a great job at what they do.
Follow my crazy path and I’ll lead you only God knows where fool.
You’re better eating ten sticks of butter.
Calling your ex-lover & telling her you still really really love her, or him.
Favorite shoes are Timberland's, when you see me it’s usually what the f*#! I’m in.
Go to a spot where nobody looks like or knows me, still blend.
Spew logic like Spock 'engage' & I’m gone with the wind.
Shudder to think because it hurts my head some days.
What did you think I’d have some wild & dazzling phrase?
Utterly astonished as promised I remain a true gent.
Even the most stringent of circumstances I’ll circumvent.
I represent Oakland California home of the souls alone.
It’s also the home of the Black Panthers, Clint Eastwood & Sly Stone.
Damn I wish we could go get a drink and dance together.
I’m wondering girl exactly just what you’d think of that endeavor.
Would you be really juiced about it or kind of like whatever?
Treat a brotha like I was flooding in plaid jeans made of pleather.
Like ties we sever breaking off in two different ways.
I’m captivated but also intimidated by picture perfect days.
For me it usually means a storm with nothing nice is brewing.
So many epilogues beset by wry diatribes spliced with cooing.
Straight madness and I have to say I’m much better without it.
I prefer my crab cooked in garlic never once pouted.
Bout it bout it!
I mean absolutely no doubt about it.
I like turkey-dogs with Swiss cheese miss me with that sauerkraut $h!t.
I’m ducking drama like President Obama's African relatives politicking.
Working harder than Sarah Palins brain question & answer picking.
I’m a Timex baby take a licking & keep on ticking.
Never ate chitterlings but I devour my mamas’ fried chicken.
It’s now twenty eleven no more doughnuts or spoon licking.
The size of my booty & belly sometimes makes me feel sickening.



Apprentice At Bay


Every time I see your smile it proves Angels exist.
When you laugh I know just how they play.
When you leave it's scary like the very first kiss.
Since meeting I've become Cupids hopeful apprentice at bay.

I can't make time slow down but you control my internal clock.
So long I've waited for my turn and ponder how many more tick-tocks.

Patience is the best course of action while holding on for destiny.
Enraptured by her brown eyes she steals my breathe merely standing next to me.

If the best is yet to come I beg Goddess Oshun let it be this one coming.
Promise all the honesty you can handle I'm somewhere between delicate & bumbling.

Please release me from her cosmic twist if this Miss. is far away from real mystic bliss.

Suit your needs first and watch your wants follow.
It's hard enough not feeling your tormented like the ghost of Sleepy Hollow.

Guidance is underrated and many think they don't need it once they've so called 'made it'.
They're spiritually tainted.
I pray for those lost & struggling to sleep in the beds that they're making.

Indulgence of passionate perils overcome my thoughts as rose laden walls close in on my desire.
I've grown weary riding around with my pumpkin head in hand and eyes of flaming fire.

Whatever happens just know another suitor could never tailor your spirits fabric truer.
This stitch in time wont rob your dreams blind leaving you jaded and feeling like manure.

A pure gesture of innocence became intense, hence the romance of a lifetime rides the fence.

Both seem afraid or maybe just cautious because of past failed flings that ended rather raucous.

Judge not the future before those precious moments can actually evolve.
You lessen your chances of a safe landing after we all inevitably fall.

By breaking the chains of failure I've found out that success isn't always better just different.
Lessons learned from both sides of that coin relinquish knowledge leaving me jaded but also romantically gifted.

The movie looks great but I'd rather read her like a novel over and over and over again.
Shoulder to shoulder chest to chest heart to heart until the absolute very end.


Our Next Moves

Fearing obstacles that shouldn’t raise red flags postponing my potential as hesitation turns little drops into a big splash.

But I can swim in that vast ocean to taste the possibilities and all the future holds.
Treasure the time I have left and absorb all of Gods gifts as the script slowly unfolds.

Head high, eyes shift to the side wondering what I’ll perceive in that corner of my mind.

To stay focused is so hard for me to do when all of the thoughts in my brain lately revolve around you.
Because all I want to do is
Sip of your soul and
Dip my finger into the essence of what you do.

That couldn’t be found in any recipe on this planet, your existence in my heart feels so incredibly true.
Your divine presence smoothes these turbulent waters then muddies them again as I sink down hoping to rise anew.
As I emerge from within, your effervescence gleams bright allowing sight and the plot thickens this brew.

Revelation after revelation inspires steps to be taken without any hesitation.
It’s so funny that with you I’m always on time but everything else meets with procrastination.

Lessening the impression all others have on me when connecting with you on a subterranean level.
It’s the shallow water that I fear most as the deep comforts my natural resolve not to settle.

Surrendering before your regal loyalty as passion preludes our next moves

Shivers cascade through my body as thoughts of you tickle my mind.

I falter only long enough to see the sun shine as I lay silently alone in my room.

Slowly, so slowly I make my way through this mysterious maze wondering what will I find.



Stone Throwers

Verify the justification for a walk back down memory lane.
Shanghai the world to listen and/or read & acknowledge your every cheeky phrase.

Answers come slowly if the questions rendered are shadowed in cryptic riddles.
Dancers numb solely with stiff knees & reflections, and feet blistered, star crazed bitten as skills dwindle.

Given a chance to earn your trust I would always make you first.
This isn't about a quest for lust it's all about quenching loves thirst.

The shame is that some can’t see what’s plainly in front of their face.
I feel the undertow of bigotry guiding the ignorant sounds of hatred their voices make.

It is too common and predictable and they’re so easily convinced.
You can’t believe everything you hear and read in the present or past tense.

Lies are so readily available and we all have been wrongfully accused.
I’ve accepted guilt when it wasn’t mine to own and taken someone else’s abuse.

It happens in relationships between co-workers, lovers, friends and family on a daily basis.
Truths and lies told to us take on some of the most unusual an also familiar faces.

Feeling with your senses scrambled simply stimulates selective reasoning and preludes double- dealing.

Unfocused and unfettered is our right to be as Americans but my hopes are we’re striving to do better.

The right to feel, say, write what you want,
stay at home,
go to sleep or on a little jaunt.

Stand for this flag or choose to face ridicule and receive jeers at a sporting event.
If the freedom is ours at what cost does it come when individually expressing your right to represent?

Aging has a humbling effect on some who can’t reconcile with choices they’ve made on their life coarse.
Parading false effigies to disguise what’s really inside appearing to be kind and proficient in remorse.

Twiddle for longer than socially accepted and wait for the judgments to rain down in your direction.
It’s incongruously reminiscent of ye old witch burning, those stone throwers yearning for perfection.


Solitudes Thirst

It was such a lovely sound she sang as the morning sun showered vivacity over our bodies.
Providing the warmth missed from twilight until this waking dawn.
Our lips met with summer’s passionate sweat.
We lay side by side knowing not the next move to spawn.

The breathe we take escapes our chests; we ponder if they’d be heard with their seductive tones?
I sense her destiny is with someone else, but it’s me that would never leave her to be alone.
Cheated 1 time too many out of what was supposed to be a sure victory.
She weaved a web of charm and beauty casting a spell wrapped in mystery.

This vacant feeling in my heart has me in search of an eternal tenant.
I placate the gods of love in hopes that her presence in my soul is infinite.
I can tame the feral side of my lustful wiles, though urges growing within won’t calm for very long.
It’s drowning my ardor the advances she denies me, without the signs my heart still beats so strong.

I canvas our time apart as the exposé of novel pain supplies the artful elegance with Broadway flair.
Not with any unique resolve juxtapose, we transferred positive energy unlike any 2 forces can compare.

Alone I’ve funneled listlessly through this existence with bogus grandiosity as my internal chaperone.
Only now is this reality haunting me that I may live the time I’ve left all on my own.

Place my charred remnants inside the bottle of barren hopes never sought for rescue.
My chakra in shock as well planned this plot she performed flawlessly was no miscue.

Just as dreams of the lonely bring streams of tears that quench Solitudes thirst.
It’s the best that I can recall ever being treated by a woman, but also the very worst.


Face Culture

What a ride, packed liked sardines in a can,
never losing the soul, spirit, or fortitude
that defines us as the African Woman and African Man.
So long was the journey to a land unknown, the treatment unbearable and wicked to people who sat on thrones.
It was an arduous hopeless struggle that somehow brought
light to those who refused the gleam.
And evolved from a horrid nightmare to the most vivid
globally inspirational dream.
I am proud to be human but prouder still to have been born
of African descent.
As people with such a rich heritage I stand tall and expect
myself and others like me to positively represent.
More knowledge has been forgot than retained and for this we all are shamed, but it is not to late to correct this wrong an
reclaim what once was taught along with our real names.
Love yourself, love others, and love the Creator.
Now what we are teaching our young can hardly be called lessons, they watch us and learn how to cut corners, shoot guns and have weed smoking & sex sessions.
No win situation if it continues in this direction, and earth loses out the most, she already shows signs of bitter frustration.
The morbid side of this methodized mental lynching that still enraptures my brothers and sisters needs to end.
We are copied around the world, yet when we are not amongst others like us we are rarely allowed to blend.
Turn that over and let’s see the other side of that coins face, get around a group of us and your treated like anyone else in the place.
With respect, dignity, and after time spent, love too,
then there can be peace in the air that can be nurtured for future generations to use.



Rep Moms Womb

As a good boy should become a good man, this transition
can be a difficult journey to endure.
Constant threats of senseless violence as a youth, quickly wipes away the sweet innocence, true-heart, and feelings pure.
Level playing fields are very hard to come by,
as to be expected when there is resistance to balance.
Years can go by and some may never find their true talents.
No excuse for acts of incogitant behavior, a common mirror reflects all, save, don't enslave her.
Without a woman, we are half, even less of what we can potentially become.
We are always ready to represent are hometowns
but don't forget where you really came from.



Dying On the Vine

Heavy load on 1 person to make moves for many.
Optional thinkers consider nothing at length spending
all OUR pennies.
Truant of common sense they go on while good folk mourn.
MOTHERS feeling the pain from their hearts being torn.
The love for her son on 1 side,
the love of her country the other.
Seems so unfair after all is said and done and for what
price did this pain we uncover?
Homes broken in dispute over varied opinions,
parents buried in turmoil over a family decision.
Sent the fruits of our exquisite existence to hell,
and have them returned dead or with hearts like moldy lemons.
Cold truth is humble pie and so hard to swallow sometimes.
Old fools live long lives while OUR young heroines & heroes are dying on the vine

True Hearts

Leap before looking and speak before you think,
early your body and mind will begin to creak.
Should never be a struggle or hurt to say I love you.
Yet some so clueless to false feelings of infatuation
put pretenders above the heart true.
All the charm in the world without honesty will last no longer than ice cubes on a hot day.
Might find a few who'll listen to the sweet talk and not see the lies you truly display.
But in the end we all know it comes out in the wash,
clear as can be with a sparkling gloss.
Choose and be chosen but do so with caution,
live, love, and be loved with stress free emotion.