Monday, June 30, 2014

Trancelation Hill

Up the hill you can see the land
With colorful flowers and a musical band
They say you can eat honey stars or other brands
You may say it’s just wishful thinking
I’m telling you my eyes are not blinking

The land is a true paradise
All beautiful things can be your vice
You may drink nectar beer thrice
I dare not kid you for I am not full of lies

I am not a fool like how this story goes
On top of the hill they say amber grass grows

Rainbows wave like good old friends
A pot of gold on each ends

I met a shepherd who gave me a funny balloon
It burst inside my mouth as I sit beside the lagoon

A boy came skipping out of the woods
He was wearing stellar clothes and a funny hood
He says “Hold on to my hand as we ride the trancesit bus”
Without delay, we were in full blast
Up and up, I saw pink clouds
Hold on tight and feel the thrill
Before I knew it, we were up the lost Trancelation hill.

The land where colorful flowers and a musical band appear
Mermaids and girls coexist here
Past and future, oh boy! Do not fear.

Under the disco ball, gilded butterflies sparkled and danced 
They pierced my side with a candy cane lance
I woke up and I realized I was just lost, lost in trance.









Friday, June 20, 2014

Rolled Up Dollah

Ya sit down and ask yar friend.

Yah sit down and relax,

Lay yo back and remove ya socks,

Feel the chills from them hardwood
Ya wish you were with yar dude.

Then you start… grindin and rollin,

Then you start inhalin,

Then you start feelin,
O ya,  feel so good.


Then it be hittin like ya personality been abused,

But she be trippin and feelin seduced,

Ya wish youd be drinkin booze.
Yea, ya say ya only blow them smoke,

But ya damn ryt, ya love ta blow em’


But hold on, a min be passin

And ya lay down, fill in some more

Oh baby, just feelin it.


Ya brush you finger tips across ya skin

Yea , do it right like ya beein mistreated

Uhuh, but you like it?

Yea, she gon like it.



Ya rolling a 20 dollar bill,

Ya wipe the table,

Ya be smellin his cologne but damn drop can change that.

Ya dollar is gon get us to space,

We payin a dollar and be treatin that right

We in space yet?

Ya, we drinkin water like we gon evaporate,

We even werin our corporate,

Like 2 random girls gon’ learn to graduate,

Ya right we surely lecturing ya tanayt!


Slick inhale, blast r ass up

The ceilin’ is all there is for bein 23

 Ya lady I be playin

She be trippin like she knows waddup

Mari jane be prasin her hands up

Tellin she be a child of jah

Pushin like you been purchasin

All ya be buyin is nothing but some chasin.


Ya be rollin a dollar and you be feelin a lil taller,

You be so high wishin parachutes weren’t tied

But wid a rolled up dollar,

I think we calling her astronaut Juana.