Endless Pi

This road is ice cold and it chills to the soul

It consists amongst itself with a light that's never been showed

In the mold it'll erode til its exposed to the cold

And explode with a blow that'll reinvent the old but who knows

Well only the endless road for sho...

Beside what rides can ride this road

And who knows who can brace this cold

But yea I know its me and it can only be me

The deseased and that's why I'm the O...N...E...

zero friend requestd

Is it possible to social network and still feel alone?

Millions of people in a second and everyone of them clones

Plastic and silcone...its silly homes but I even feel strange on aim

My status changes and so does the rest of these strangers

It like a bitter taste of hate and anger

I'm no longer poppin shit on some honest shit I just want some fuckin acknowledgement

For some of my accomplishment

I guess its the humble pie crust surrounding my eyes because

Now that I know I'm not the shit, everyone else is popin shit

But when I spit they say I'm sick I guess the whole world's is on my dick....

Secret Wars 3....well a sample of it

What if I had the power to gather all of my. favorite rappers/ and have'em go to war wit the rawest comic book characters

Unbeleveable? And Unconcieveable? I'm not denying I'm vexed/ but its me and stan lee coachin the rivaling sets

Crowds gathered around the ring and the people gettin impatient/ sick of waitin until Big Tigger's commentatin'

"What's up folks its big tig out the basement and the den/ the battle of comicbook cats and ill rappers who will win?

"Let the battle begin!!! Came a deafening roar/ in the ring first is "Busta Bus" and "the Thunder god Thor"

At the openin bell they started openin hell/ mighty gods clashed on the track to see who'll prevail

With a hammers blow the Mighty Thor plummets from the sky/ a quick flash of both fear and worry lies in Stan Lee's eye

Busta roars through the heavens "THE GOD IS ALWAYS BEYOND THIS KID/ BUSTA BUST AND FLIP-MODE JUST RESPECT MY CONGLOMERATE!!!!

That battle went to rap and shook the planet to its minerals/ now for round 2 the punisher aganist the G-Unit General

UNO da X-pert presents the SuperSonic Theory

Who would think that the future of hip hop could be pink?

Even though the change could be strange it can happen in a blink...

...of the minds eye and I find an old friend lookin' major

"Brooklyn girls" shook the world niggaz blowin up the pager

But who the hell would carry a pager?...oh Sonic...

Too many years a fuckin wit peers goin off on the chronic

While usin the chronic for this nonsense

So instead of oweing this to nonsense I'll say you started it all by blowin the chronic (PAUSE)

Like the start button on the genesis controller

A leader of the new class the genesis of soldiers

Yea and eventually it be over but the lord got plans

We've been bleesed to be the best respect the lord commands....

Its on till then so toast the re birth of this coast

We never coast and just hope for the most.

We actually dope go back to the base and make crack

Sittin at white collar industry meetings and straight black

My nigga we made that, cause of course I'm harlem 2

And if its Harlem against the world then we'll ride wit you

If Methadon's steady strong then the Demevolist is the cleverest

But since Meth ain't on. you should know we gettin better quick despite the evidence

Its irrelavant, cause like I said its the Honest Box of hip hop

And when lyrics meet prose a rap heaven is composed

But hell....who knows....

-UNO da X-pert

the Cipher.....written @ 3:33pm

The Cipher....the cirlce of fire the steel cage/ where the most insane remain untamed

These interlocking bars are too hard to break/ the verbs hurt and the bars'll leave scares to make Harlem Shake

It can leave a young man silly like the Harlem Shake/ and a mean 16 can change Harlem's Fate

But some that come hard are fake/ and get ate like every other bar in that 16 was hardly made

My god its great damn now I'm catchin wild memories/ so many ciphers turned battles wild enimies

I had wild tendencies...cause no body had a better grind/ punchlines mad rhymes but every body would remember mine

But you had to aim high and go hard and set the bar dumb high/ so the next guy is focused on how to survive

There's wild pressure on him got the tape measured on him/ he gotta be great or the cake won't get blessed up on him

Slim thug and beyonce the crowd gotta check up on him/ now he sick of acapella he think he better throw a record on him

Now he catchin feelin's and he's bubblin wit anger/ and now that sick kid that just spit is suddenly in danger

The other rappers steppin backwards and the circle gets tighter/ two man cipher and now the whole place is on fire

The flames shootin higher 'cause the second dude is spittin straight fire a dragon

The whole time the other dude is laughin/ he says "Dude who'd imagine you get angry from me swaggin"

"You just mad 'cause you aint got shit 2 be braggin I'm laughin like you go blackin like this aint actually happening.

After this I'll still be swaggin so I'm actually rappin'and you trash all ass and I'm actually blackin...."

Betrayal written @ 6:30am on downtown D train

Its funny how life can change/ it makes you wonder why life is strange

Like I can understand the rules to life's game/ the tools that life gave were fingers and toes

Friends and family the ones you love but there's those who oppose/ I suppose we call'em hater's instead of niggaz and hoes

But who know's maybe you can't see'em in ya camp/ staring daggers in ya back while act like a champ

They wanna be you by any hollow cost and floss and get the models saused/ so off cause they gas you up like victims of the Holocaust

Or maybe of course its another thing they pity you and take you under their wing/ trynna make you a knight but of course u a king

But doin you comes naturally, it don't have to be a tragedy we suppose to be boys my nigga so why you always mad at me

Is it because ya shadow I out shined/ or ya mind I out grind or maybe the words you gave me I used to out rhymed your lines

I'm no longer stuck in ya state of mind you defined for me/ this time is mine and ya crimes are behind my G

Yea I don't mind you remindin me but your words kept blindin me and I would slip up/ and while you laughed I'm not mad I'll be glad when I get up

Just like you'll be sad when I pick up I see the big picture and my part gets bigger and u suppose 2 be my nigga

....it figures....

3/16/09 In Love.....written @ 5:40am while sitting in bed

I really hope that I'm in love with my best friend/ she's the reason my heart beats again and again

If this love is a game then I'm sure I'll win/ despite all of the passion in this worldwind

B/c she is my girlfriend excuse me my fiancé in training for lack of a better phrase/ with me through the great to the lack of the better days

When I'm at a lose she has a better way always another route/ because outta everyone who ever knew me she's the only who knows about...

...Well me and she still love me for my flaws/ she wants it all and who am I to tell her she's wrong

She doesn't deseve the world she should have the whole damn universe/ the heart of my heart when she in pain I truely hurt

That's why I stop doin dirt I needed her love/ I felt ready when my bones felt heavy 'cause I needed her hugs

I needed her kiss and I need her passion/ and just do right and keep to this light is she's ever just askin'

Imagine......

Sins by UNO

Since Jesus died to hide a darker side of our minds/ we've deal'ved right back into the envy and pride

Gluttony and lies and forgot about the lords commands/ deviated from destiny just floss for fans

But of course its banned/ its like the man on the cross' hand Holy so..

I suggest we never cross this man/ but these so called bosses wanna toss these grands

Up 2 sky like the young boy's a fan/ I guess they forgot that this young boys a man

I'm not gunna preach to you cause I'm not from the holy order/ I'm from the block not baptized in holy water

I was born from lust a bastard from birth/ but trust I'm a laugh til my back's in the earth

Put in work and push through the gluttony and pride/ wraith, lust, greed, envy the sloth and the lies

Granted I'm probably been destined to burn/ I can die with a tear in my eye my lesson is learned

This gift to spit is nothin but a blessing I've earned/ destined to get reckless verbal weapons til I'm infested with worms

Lord bless-ed, nothin to mess wit be expectin it homes/ don't be reckless and neglect it til I'm next to your home

I've been a problem since I stepped in this zone I'm an issue/ the power of christ
couldn't compell nor the shells get the missles

Can't let the haters win wit paper thin skin like tissue/ Pandora's box kept hope on lock but what's not is an issue

Everywhere and Nowhere

You gotta be kiddin me to ask a harlem native of its history/ it sorta sickens me of what these politicians think of me

Its like they gettin rid of me, gentrification/ in perfect symmetry with an industry of mothers and haters

We call them mothers just for the obvious reasons/ a man placed his seed in them and now there happy because their children are eatin again

Haters because the they're baby father's are leavin them don't wanna be with them/ and in turn the hate their child for exactly the same reasoning

I'm just pleadin wit the higher power that within our final hour/ don't deprave us because our behavior was sour

But please be patient we need your blessings/ to lessen your painful lessons we're still respecting everyday that you've brung

The more we lessin our expressions you would probably be expectin and increasing level of resentment from the people who have mentioned

They fear and love you your a weapon just form of protection/ a safety blanket for the mind in this ocean of time

I'm hopin these lines of mine haven't distrurb your mind/ and with all that just fall back into a state of sublyme

I'll be fine

Shawskank Redemption

Ummm basically I'm just sittin in here/ a dungeon slash breakroom I know its kinda weird

But I don't really care I gotta chair for me sit/ my phone got beats so from here I could spit

Some sick shit about this hip hop business/ that I'm trynna break into til hip hop finished

I'm like Hip Hop's Dentist, make'em open it wide/ hopin they cry as I put all of the metal inside

And start pryin at the wisdom, just get this shit done/ on some shit I am the shit, son you gettin father'd by a shit son

So you go harder at this shit son/ to see how much you get done, but ain't shit scripted so when there's a trigger be a bitch run

Tomorrows another day to go harder in this butter race/ Fuck a case we to young to be takin up state

Where niggaz play that butt rape a broomstick and duc tape/ wear a shit eatiin grin and niggaz call u fuck face

I must say I be damned if that's what's lyin ahead/ even if I gotta lie to feds like lyin in bed

I understand ya'll be lyin so them things wouldn't touch you/ But understand I be lyin like the king of the jungle

It may feel like I'm comin for all you Call me Bush/ but only thing I'm to spoil is the puss

No Elmer but only thing I'm a boil is the kush/ Never choked on that smoked take a tote nigga looks

Ya just wanna coast on the hook I gets open like Books/ never coast wit the flow like the ocean is shook

Oh shit nigga look My state of mind done changed/ ain't no longer grindin for that change now I'm grindin for a change

And if feelin strange then fuck it your a lame/ if you got some shit to say then fuck it be the Game

But fuck it you will change you ain't fuckin wit the pain/ but fuck it we get you dusted mop and bucket for this man

Requiem Of Sand

Four Train F10wWw.....written on uptown 4 train @ 5:07 pm

As long as I'm on the four train yo its the four train flow/ so I should roll til where ever this four train go

But no I ain't trynna be a four train hoe/ I'm a straight nigga who hate niggas ya four train slow

I'm feelin like Kurt Coban yo/ I should retire from this fire I'm gettin tired of this Propane Flow

Ya should roll before this propane blow/ I won't change I'm in range and I'm bout to let ya whole fam know

Ayo ya want me to spit more pain though/ I'm two hot wit two glocks I moved blocks left new lots like a four train yo

FROM THE BX TO THE BK ITS THAT FOUR TRAIN FLOW/ NO PAIN THOUGH BUT OF COURSE THAT'S NO GAIN YO

D Train Pain.....written on Downtown D train @ 3:34pm

Lately I been actin' mighty shady 2 my lady/ and maybe its because my baby's the one who made me

But she bravely depraved me of my facist shit/ the shit she'd actually say would make me sick

But I would never call her a bitch she just letting me know/ she wants best for us yes she's just lettin me grow

This is my way of lettin her know/ I may not be a bigger picture nigga but I aint I'm lettin her go

So this is me openin my heart I know is gettin hard but in the dark she's my spark

The all spark to autobots a prize beyond measure/ but see I'm sick of makin her feel lesser she is a treasure

God bless her I know you don't see me in church/ and believe me you won't see me the day after my hearse

But I'm praying that we actually work and be together/ from December back to November I'll always remember...

Who she is but now she's in fear to be my wife/ b/c I wasn't right but these have been the best years of my life

Oh my god I figured it out we were really meant to be/ it was never her who needed work it has always been me

She's perfect and still is but I need some more workin/ so as long as I'm alive I'll strive 2 be like Ms Burden

Introductions

Alright alright this blog is an experiment based on my lyrical growth as a person. Everyday I will post a verse or a poem or whatever whenever I get a chance. I also will be keepin readers posted with muzik news Methadon Madness etc. The Case Files is a place for me to post the mental alterations of Test Subject :001 code name UNO da X-pert