"but u cant pumble" by STUCKHERE

but u cant pumble the greatest
grand force of all,

most of my life forced too take,
everyone elses force,
negative, the hate one gives,
like rabid, like rape they give,
too take everything sacred,
most crap they would give,
i'd take it,

all good places i was given,
they'd take it,
every hope that i'd have,
they'd plague it,
every house i would get,
they'd change it,
for all the loves, and the children,
i had lost, I'm not Jesus,
but it feels that I had been put up on a cross!!!!!

but u cant pumble the greatest
grand force of all,
that force helps me stand when I crawl,
helps u feel me when i brawl,
helps me go up to heaven,
if it's from a cliff,
from where i fall,

"no zero tollerance" by STUCKHERE

my choices, my afflictions,
emotional with my permissions,
no direction and no tuition,
lazy cause life was bitchen,

i thought through free will,
would come a free ride,
but dog eat dog,
didnt make me achieve right,

it taught me to hurt,
but didn't teach me to bleed right,
it pushed me to stress,
but didnt teach me too sleep right,

if it was up too me,
this world would be right,
all our dreams,
that's exactly it be like,

no zero tollerance,
i was'nt raised that way,
i wouldnt 've had no fun,
i wouldn't've play those days,

no financial common sence,
i wasnt raised that way,
it took all of this trouble,
for me to think these ways,

"too dream" poem by STUCKHERE

ah but too dream a killer dream,
for the dream too be killed
by the dream killah,
ah but too wieve a dream,
is too kill a dream,
in the eyes of a dream killer,
a fiend too a greed dealer,

quality is the dreams are the spice of variety,
some held by God, like the twig from and olive tree,
dare too dream in a life frequency,
with all your might,
brighten up the paths with blinding light,
dreams are within the grasps,
but than u got to fight,
it might be your a$$,
it might be ur last,
foot upon the gas, u better hold on tight,
they killing dreams in mass,

look what we give,
our worth short lived,
for a dream, a hem-stitched seam,
our eye filled gleam,
we want too see the otherside,
of a good cognitive dream,
for results that last,
we can make new means,
with dreams that soo clean,
positive thoughts provokeing,
so my mind is soaking,
with new data uploading,

their goes the dreams of the past,
floating in the wind,
with the souls that dream them,
we all live and grieve them,
we all dream and see them,
if we dream it's treason,
titled as a heathen,
uprooted, like the grass,
wait time too pass,
the killer is on the path,


ah but too dream a killer dream,
for the dream too be killed
by the dream killah,
ah but too wieve a dream,
is too kill a dream,
in the eyes of a dream killer,
a fiend too a greed dealer,

"i see " by STUCKHERE

im just a fan of ur artestry,
overwhelmed be the possibly,
waiting rooms of my cognansee's
til no longer feel lost at sea's

the goodtimes, i remember,
you make me feel better,
from all that has severed,
i see whats forever,

i feel what ur beauty brings,
it brings all those fuzzy things,
all that what is real too me,
oppose too what is scrutiny,

u hold my like a lil child,
reguardless that im dumb and wild,
u blanket me allong the while,
i only gift this little smile,

im just a fan of ur artestry,
overwhelmed be the possibly,
waiting rooms of my cognansee's
til no longer feel lost at sea's

the goodtimes, i remember,
you make me feel better,
from all that has severed,
i see whats forever,

we float along within our minds,
umong the worlds that yields no time,
our mental states, beyond these lines,
our moral code is our confines,

u bring me that i need to have,
u comfort me when it gets sad,
these worlds away from where I be,
my hide-away from all the bleeds,

underneath the gaps of light,
two worlds within this awkward life,
you made the old just feel soo new,
thank you for just being you,

the goodtimes, i remember,
you make me feel better,
from all that has severed,
i see whats forever,