Bluenami

This is our attempt at being profound in the form of poetry and music. Come join in our adventure of epicness and mild satirical humor~ (We are by no means professional, nor do we deem ourselves good but we aim to share our thoughts and creativity with the world so vibe with us!) MC's: DaKaio Reese Madness 2lha

[floetryclub]

Fresh Squeezed Lemonade

I’m a little late comin into the game But tell me why shit still feels the same It’s a new year, right Time for change But that don’t mean shit, you know what I’m sayin Everybody sayin “New Year, New Me” Post it up on Facebook for the world to see Tell me really Is this change definitely Or will it pass like last year’s half-assed creed

If you wanted change, woulda already started Before the body count rises of our dearly departed It’s not like I’m a perfect example of this And my attempts’ve been more or less hit-or-miss I am not the posterchild for good behavior I do not accept one God as my lord and savior Does that make me any less of a person this instance Will my value drop to zero and erased from existence

It’s fine to set goals and plan things ahead But instead of talking good talk Why not do shit instead

[floetryclub]

I can’t get you off my mind, But it’s not cause I still love you; I don’t. It’s just that it hurts when I hear about all that happiness you flaunt Without me, And it’s undoubtedly  Due to my selfish hope that you still need me, Even though I’m clearly  The one who can’t function.

It’s partially your fault for conditioning me to operate at late hours to talk to your tedious ass on the phone. But it’s also my fault, though a little less so, for allowing myself to buy into the flowers and rainbows your smile would show. You told me you loved me. I guess your word ain’t good for shit. Like a dollar that found it’s way into a Chinese fighting pit. I thought I meant something, But I guess I was just being special. Cause you flipped me like a retard, My love life looking abysmal. Instilled cutting remorse. Then you ride the first jockey That’ll make you his main horse You fucking whores, You’re multiplicatively ugly. But I guess I’m the real loser cause I thought you would love me. I wanted it easy; not even the sex. I wanted a girl that I would never suspect Could live without me That’s a rat’s move I know that that’s true. But I had you; The power I exercised Was like a bad flu. It made me feel like shit,  But it Gave me a nurse,  A caretaker that I thought I’d bring to my hearse. It’s perverse. But you were a curse; Insignificant “love” that you’d liberally disperse. It hurts. But I’ll get over it. This phase is a dirt hill, I’m about to Land Rover it.And now I’m staring out that window sill, Wondering still, If I made the right move. Insecurity, hesitation got me out of my groove. But what can I do? It was me who said it was through. You have every right to move on. This inner struggle’s my fight, And until I win, this mask I don. Til dusk, I gaze At the waning moon. What I thought was the pain in you, Was my emotional monsoon. Cause it was me with separation anxiety, I’m the one fucked in the head, Excuse my impropriety. But the chaos that ensues In my head and heart Tells me we were dead from the start, It’s time I part With any lingering affection In the interest of the protection of my bleeding heart, Pierced by darts, Like it was painted with concentric circles. Telltale like a bar- Tender. And this bleeding renders Ever more hemoglobin and plasma, For you. But I got it back with the stamp that says “Return to Sender.” I used to die in your arms at night, Like you were Slender. I think I’ll miss that the most, That childish love is a ghost. And it’s time to once again thrive. I will survive, Then do a running backflip, No, not just to entertain her, But cause the art is in the departure, There’s Gloria in a Gaynor. Not sure if you caught all the references. But I am cleverer in pain, that’s what the mechanism of my defense is.

[floetryclub]

Miley Osiris be like, “Yo, that wasn’t me back then!” Bitch in denial like a baptized Egyptian. "Take me back, little brother of Thor! I promise I’ll keep my turkey ass Low-key, and stop acting like a white trash whore!" Pop culture’s just so fucked up. These talentless talents got all this cheese to match their cups That runneth over With the blood of musical virgins Who’ve never even heard the original version Of No Diggity They hear it and scream “That’s Anna Kendrick’s song!” I think Blackstreet just croaked; Ribbit-y. You know society’s No longer at where it should Be, when that’s the only Kendrick they know outside the hood, See. Would you care To have a little chat to Bare Your feelings on the evolution, plateau, convoluted illusion, and consequent disillusionment Of mainstream pop stars hell-bent On ruining music by catering to the General population That buys songs rife with lyrical Generalization. Digestible beats like culinary creations. I spit this in hopes to illuminate The issue of growing musical  Retardation. But I know there’ll always be folks who’ll listen to Whatever’s on that station With the four-letter designation. Well, stupidity can’t be helped, But ignorance is curable. "You’re so stuck up." What gives you the right to talk shit When you’re the whole bull? All right, I’m tired and out of punch lines. But if you cross me, I’ll take my fist, String it up on a zip line by the wrist, And with my non-amputated hand, Throw it down to your most hated ass And polish it with your face til that mothafucka shines. Cause I’m so sick of dumb songs, So tired o’ yo shit. So done with killing these Twerking ratchets. Haha, I guess I wasn’t out of punch lines. No, but seriously, I’m tired as fuck.

[floetryclub]

Miley Osiris be like, "Yo, that wasn't me back then!" Bitch in denial like a baptized Egyptian. "Take me back, little brother of Thor! I promise I'll keep my turkey ass Low-key, and stop acting like a white trash whore!" Pop culture's just so fucked up. These talentless talents got all this cheese to match their cups That runneth over With the blood of musical virgins Who've never even heard the original version Of No Diggity They hear it and scream "That's Anna Kendrick's song!" I think Blackstreet just croaked; Ribbit-y. You know society's No longer at where it should Be, when that's the only Kendrick they know outside the hood, See. Would you care To have a little chat to Bare Your feelings on the evolution, plateau, convoluted illusion, and consequent disillusionment Of mainstream pop stars hell-bent On ruining music by catering to the General population That buys songs rife with lyrical Generalization. Digestible beats like culinary creations. I spit this in hopes to illuminate The issue of growing musical  Retardation. But I know there'll always be folks who'll listen to Whatever's on that station With the four-letter designation. Well, stupidity can't be helped, But ignorance is curable. "You're so stuck up." What gives you the right to talk shit When you're the whole bull? All right, I'm tired and out of punch lines. But if you cross me, I'll take my fist, String it up on a zip line by the wrist, And with my non-amputated hand, Throw it down to your most hated ass And polish it with your face til that mothafucka shines. Cause I'm so sick of dumb songs, So tired o' yo shit. So done with killing these Twerking ratchets. Haha, I guess I wasn't out of punch lines. No, but seriously, I'm tired as fuck.

[floetryclub]

I can't get you off my mind, But it's not cause I still love you; I don't. It's just that it hurts when I hear about all that happiness you flaunt Without me, And it's undoubtedly  Due to my selfish hope that you still need me, Even though I'm clearly  The one who can't function.

It's partially your fault for conditioning me to operate at late hours to talk to your tedious ass on the phone. But it's also my fault, though a little less so, for allowing myself to buy into the flowers and rainbows your smile would show. You told me you loved me. I guess your word ain't good for shit. Like a dollar that found it's way into a Chinese fighting pit. I thought I meant something, But I guess I was just being special. Cause you flipped me like a retard, My love life looking abysmal. Instilled cutting remorse. Then you ride the first jockey That'll make you his main horse You fucking whores, You're multiplicatively ugly. But I guess I'm the real loser cause I thought you would love me. I wanted it easy; not even the sex. I wanted a girl that I would never suspect Could live without me That's a rat's move I know that that's true. But I had you; The power I exercised Was like a bad flu. It made me feel like shit,  But it Gave me a nurse,  A caretaker that I thought I'd bring to my hearse. It's perverse. But you were a curse; Insignificant "love" that you'd liberally disperse. It hurts. But I'll get over it. This phase is a dirt hill, I'm about to Land Rover it.And now I'm staring out that window sill, Wondering still, If I made the right move. Insecurity, hesitation got me out of my groove. But what can I do? It was me who said it was through. You have every right to move on. This inner struggle's my fight, And until I win, this mask I don. Til dusk, I gaze At the waning moon. What I thought was the pain in you, Was my emotional monsoon. Cause it was me with separation anxiety, I'm the one fucked in the head, Excuse my impropriety. But the chaos that ensues In my head and heart Tells me we were dead from the start, It's time I part With any lingering affection In the interest of the protection of my bleeding heart, Pierced by darts, Like it was painted with concentric circles. Telltale like a bar- Tender. And this bleeding renders Ever more hemoglobin and plasma, For you. But I got it back with the stamp that says "Return to Sender." I used to die in your arms at night, Like you were Slender. I think I'll miss that the most, That childish love is a ghost. And it's time to once again thrive. I will survive, Then do a running backflip, No, not just to entertain her, But cause the art is in the departure, There's Gloria in a Gaynor. Not sure if you caught all the references. But I am cleverer in pain, that's what the mechanism of my defense is.

[floetryclub]

Hawaii seems to be my only state of mind Aloha and 808 is all you’ll find  Speaking pidgin like it’s native tounge  Because we’re so very young Giving shakas and eating ono grindz  From the pali to north shore  Hawaii gives me so much more  The island life never leaves me bored  But it’s the little things I’ll miss Like eating shave ice  Or feeling that kiss  Of trade winds night I’ll never forget the people I’ve met and the friends I’ve made By life isn’t set, so until another day When the islands can welcome me home Once my mind had been honed I can go to the place where I won’t be alone And see my family and friends So I’ll save the aloha till then I’ll miss you all but I’ll see you very soon So in true Island fashion, I’ll just say shootz. 

[floetryclub]

Rice Wine

She preyed upon the weak The ones needing help She made it look like for them But it was all for herself A twisted kind of feeling Of self-righteousness Something snapped in two In her self-consciousness Once her projects got better She moved on with the weather Her toys thought they could get her But damn she's an upsetter They feed you Mislead you Made believe that they need you Don't tease me It's easy Anyone could succeed too She one day encountered Her equal and match What a thrill it would be He would make a fine catch Couldn't read him though And little did she know Her reign was soon ending He came to steal the show

Mind games.

[floetryclub]

Italian Soda

Can't find time to sleep at night When the one you want doesn't see you in the same light Nobody to hold or kiss goodnight You try to move on but somehow it don't seem right It's one thing to force something into existence With patience, perseverance, and hard-pressed persistence Take this situation for instance Separated by distance But that's a trivial factor coz either way something's missin It's hard to accept that even after this long You can go about your day and act like nothing is wrong Maybe nothing is Maybe everything's fine And I'm the only one here who is losing his mind Two sides of a coin Flipped, landed on its side Didn't know who to trust Kept my thoughts inside Life goes on and so we must too Keep pretending there was never anything between us two We can go and act like neither one of us care Maybe all the words were empty but the feelings were there Things are different now Things worked out somehow What once was will never be again We're from two different crowds Maybe someday I'll see you and wave excitedly Or one day I'll pass you and you won't say hi to me But it's cool, that's okay In a way, we're still friends Perhaps it's just been too long Let's be strangers again

Moving on. I guess.

[floetryclub]

Rice

*Babe It’s getting cold outside And I ain’t tryna hide Just want you by my side Yeah*

It was a one-sided love Didn’t even make a month I did almost everything She’s the one I want Put up a front Guess it wasn’t enough Two weeks together Things started to get rough

Been a roller coaster ride every day after Kept telling myself I didn’t think that it mattered My heart felt like plastic My brain turned to plaster Saw her in the hallway Blood pumped a little faster

Depressed and downtrodden It was her face I saw often In my dreams but when I woke up My life just felt rotten Kept quiet Won’t deny it Felt like cryin Tried to fight it And then I got better And my friends felt delighted

What a joy it was to finally be me A whole new world laid out for me to see I turned a blind eye coz she was on my mind But now that I got over her I enjoyed my time

Fate must be cruel Cupid’s a jerk She approached me at school Made me believe it could work But life is a mystery Should’ve kept “us” as history Died inside day by day Lived my life sunk in misery

Happy and carefree What everyone saw That me wasn’t the real me Not the real me at all I wasted my time I wasted my effort She dragged me for a ride and the worst part, I let her

I couldn’t help But get mad at myself But I’m the one to blame And nobody else I saw what was happening I thought I could handle But it hurt, fuck it hurt It was only a sample Of what was to come Fake lovers on the run Love left inside, I truly had none That’s how it feels To be used for your love You stop feeling anything And then you get numb

Sometimes feels like I'm Better off on my own It sucks but not as much as Loving her all alone How she felt about me I don’t care anymore All I can think of Is how to settle the score

*Babe It’s getting cold outside And I ain’t tryna hide Just want you by my side Yeah*

But I’m over it like wow I can cope with it somehow This is not a love story That was then, this is now

She.

[floetryclub]

generic

bringing back that old school swaggin 

spitting game, fire breathing dragon 

cause we all about generic rap topics 

so I invite you to come top this...nice group of ours 

as we build this shit to the stars 

while driving those fancy cars

and we change our shit up in a snap, and just like that 

we're a whole new beast, mostly from the east

melting the gold in our 2 chainz cause we bring the heat 

don't believe, me just watch 

cause I know we'll get our shot 

we'll make it vicious, and make those stacks 

absolutely addictive, nothing short of crack

[floetryclub]

Can You Get Away?

Ever since I met ya I could beat depression It's like those men don't understand, all they do is stress ya I can see your state of misery from the introduction Ain't bout no suckin and touchin, just harmless discussion Maybe we can see a better way, find a brighter day Late night phone conversations -- would that be okay? I don't wanna take up all your time, be the next in line Tell me your size, let me find you things with you in mind I can see you're cautious and I'm careful not to scare ya In case you get scared, just ask the man in the mirror Now the picture's getting clearer all he does is hit you hard I want you to leave, I just gotta keep my faith in God I don't understand, I just wanna bring ya home I wonder should I leave you alone and find a woman of my own All the homies tell me that you don't deserve it I contemplate -- but in my heart I know you worth it

Tell me, can you get away?

Could it be my destiny to be lonely? And checkin for these hoochies that be on me cause they phony But you was different -- I got no need to be suspicious Cause I can tell -- my life with you would be delicious The way you lick your lips and shake your hips got me addicted I'm sittin here hoping that we can find some way to kick it Even though I got your digits gotta struggle to resist it Slowly advance and take my chance not to miss it Wanna take you there but you scared to follow, come see tomorrow Hoping I can take you through the pain and sorrow Let you know I care -- that someone's there for your struggle Depend on me, when you have needs or there's trouble I wanna give you happiness and if you want, even more I told you before, no time to waste we can hook up at the store

Tell me, can you get away?

I see you remiscin and I hope you listenin In the position to pressure and offer competition Me and you -- was meant to be my destiny, no longer lonely Cause now it's on for you and me, all I can see A happy home, that's my fantasy But my reality is problems with those men and me What can I do? Don't wanna lose you to these suckas Cause if they touch ya, I got some drama for them bustas Don't wanna rush ya -- but make your mind up fast Nobody knows -- on who controls will it last, before I ask I hope you see that I'm sincere, and even if you stay with him today I'm still here I refuse to give up -- cause I believe in what we share You're livin in prison and what he's givin can't compare Cause everything I feel for you I wanna let you know Passion it be yours and I'll never let you go,

Tell me, can you get away?

[floetryclub]

Rum & Coke

Let’s bring it back a little Time travel shit, ya feel me? Aight homies, let me capture your attention for a bit So here we go It’s been quite a long while Since we’ve seen face to face My brothers from mothers all of a different race Why did we have to part And go separate ways Guess it must’ve been fate I’ve been counting the days That we’d all see each other Arm in arm, side by side Tight family, my brothers Never had reason to hide But something was lost along the way Can’t put my finger on it I can’t quite say What the matter is Coz I’m not sure what is wrong Were we never quite friends All this time, all along Change happened yes I know We grow up then we go And live-our-lives the best way that we can Live for the moment Parties and one-night stands But there’s a limit my homies Please understand Coz the drugs and the bottle can do things to a man Fuck with his mind Lose sight of his goals Washed up on the streets With no family or home Do you know what it feels like to be left alone Come to grips with reality I know you know This ain’t the only way To have a little fun What happened to the days We played under the Summer sun I know it sounds cliché But don’t lose sight of yourself There are people here for you Here for you to help You when you need a shoulder To shed manly tears To be there for you To overcome your fears So what the fuck happened My brohams and bros Is drinking and driving Now all that you know Remember your roots Remember where you come from Don’t make people choose To hang around you when they want some Sip once, then another It’s okay I will say But it’s not okay if it happens everyday You lost something precious along the way But don’t drag others down And make them feel pain Coz you want a little me-time To have fun in the meantime Then go back to those you’ve left And pretend all has been fine Coz it hasn’t I’ve seen different Those among you turned indifferent To your once-was friends Why did that have to end You’re fucking invincible You forgot the principle Of having fun at its purest form Don’t make hard what is simple What happened to the times That we’d chill at the mall Look for the pretty girls and stare at them all Or shoot some stick For what can turn into hours We walked the streets like the fuckin world was ours So tell me why, homies What kind of selfish desire Took control of your souls and snuffed out the fire Since when did you turn A cold shoulder to those The only girl in the world who ever loved you the most Don’t take us for granted Stop before it’s too late Don’t be left stranded Coz I’d really hate To be the one left behind Coz we forgot each other Some homies took it too far Got buried six feet under

Friends who found new ways to have fun.

[floetryclub]

Sweet Cinnamon

There's a certain allure To getting boys I am sure Coz how's this time different from all the ones before Wrapped around your finger Follow every command Got every guy eating out the palm of your hand Please forgive me if I misunderstand But I think you only do it coz you know that you can You're a sweet-talk and a flirt Don't care if they get hurt Coz there's one waiting for ya After dinner, he's dessert You've got total control Power over their souls They follow you like puppets everywhere that you go Stealing boyfriends' gazes You have them all smitten They turn from the fierce tigers that they are into kittens Each and every one of them probably bitten By the love bug Can't fight back Got no choice but to give in Playing people's feelings Is your new-found profession Toying with their minds has become an obsession Each time is an experience A well-earned lesson You stick with'em until you hear that one confession "I love you" "I need you" "Please don't go away" You crush their feeble hearts as they plead for you to stay Nothing else is left for me here to say You're done with all the guys here Sun's rising Brand new day

Unfortunate experiences involving people of the opposite gender.

[floetryclub]

Milk Tea

The late nights The hate fights Can't even start the day right Whose house am I in Can't sit around I'm burning daylight Don't know half the people in the room But it's alright They down to wake and bake Pass the lighter fire ignite

Inhale the good shit Exhale the bullshit I think it goes something like that Let's play some music Sing for the moment Sing of the better things Keep these moments golden Just sing all you wanna sing Song for the soul Drum and bass tuggin at heartstrings Can't explain the good feeling in your body that the art brings

More than just poetry Worth more than the liquor store Not just about smoking trees Rap is an artform All I ever hear is cash, cars, bitches galore It only feeds the avarice You'll end up wanting more Pencil and paper Write and spit your true feelings Instead of wasting your life away On the corner drug dealing

Drunk heart Sober mind Stick with your tribe Chill times  Good vibes Is what the doc prescribed Not going home today Coz I ain't feelin it My mama wonders if I'm ok But she can deal with it

Daylight peers over the horizon The clouds turn from a shade of black to pale white and My mind is now wanderin Stressed, confused, now wonderin Didn't even notice that the sun was right in front of me

Ain't that the truth When you're hooked on somebody Waste away the days of youth Forget everybody She's my one-and-only He's my dream guy They just take you for granted And keep feeding you lies What will it take for you to open your eyes Come to your senses and realize The right one was right there all along How time flies Your best friend patiently waited in line Thinking to himself MAN I WISH SHE WAS MINE But she'll never love me back And I guess that's just fine

We go about our days Go our separate ways But ten years'll pass You'll think back and say I wish I could've told her how I felt back then And now memories flood back I think back to a time when We didn't care Just had fun in the sun Threw our hearts in the air But that time's over and done The friends and the family How I wish they would last Always wanted to be older Guess we grew up too fast

Past relationships with friends and family, and some personal problems mixed in.