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bankz316's Journal  Cure for The Itch Stimulants got me twitchen – I got the itch again Ears can’t hear but the body is clearly listenin Cause even simpletons dream of bigger plans The mission plan is this – gotta get the F out of Michigan Like 50 cent says – all I need is a little bit Like a scud missile I’m ready to launch It’s like I got cancer – and I’m spreading the virus Except this time my writing is righteous Freestyle lyrics – hope you like the addition A Nas beat cut with – religious incision Consistency suffers – conditions are vivid Showcasing all my talent – and nobody notices Losing my grip - loosin focus in hopelessness Thought I had it all, instead it’s the opposite Standards made of counterfeit - phoniness is prominent All these accomplishments getting nothing out of them My lifeline is boredom - I could use a phone-a-friend Try to dial up - a fundamental belief Frustrated from this shit I see on TV Regis wouldn’t answer, maybe Jesus is free He says it shouldn’t matter what the main point is Cause answers don’t matter if the questions are pointless So now I’m… Stationed in the basement – wish I could fade away and not face this – middle class placement – anxiously pacin – runnin round in circles until I hit the pavement – and I’m racin – to find the right words to say to these indigenous cavemen – nothing is sacred - their entertainment is tapered - persuasion is wrestling – it’s fake to the pagans – flying like pigeons, callously gracious - and I used to be real timid – before I ever admitted – never really fit in, it felt like a prison – from the outside looking in, my wings were suspended – but now I’m on my way – you can bet I’m committed Got a second win now – back with a vengeance Turn the volume up now - a few more decibels Forget about what you think is incredible The recipe is this – God makes me invincible Lack the credentials but those essentials are minimal Imagine back when - accolades were so simple And now its safe to say – my faith is a symbol What it’s all about - is how you come out of Whatever temptations you got on your plate man Finish what you start – start today with a game plan In the past tense had so many distractions – My palette was full of malice and passion Mixing good and evil up– just to get a reaction Instead of living life full to the maximum – I selfishly maxed out in lavish attractions Used to be dormant, far away on the sidelines I trusted in my sources – and lusted for limelight Hindsight’s 20/20 – when you notice the blind spots Objects are closer than they appear in the i-pod Now I got my mind right, it’s clearer than ever I know that the future for you and I will be better Gotta get this boredom up off the floorboard and N2 some motion Forwarned was this soldier when he got back from the ocean But as the soldier got older he attracted quite a commotion Although he lacked closure - he was sure to keep goin He got closer and closure until he made the promotion And when it came time for his standing ovation To everyone's surprise he lost concentration He started to think why - the rhymes motivate them Nobody would buy - a bundle of statements That talk about stories of troubled engagements Digging the shovel is how he thought he could make it Instead of playing in puddles, while praying his name hits And now look at him, he's on the stage naked The worst was finding the trouble of trying to name this This is what happens when dreams become dayshifts It seems to be the only thing for me to escape in Another fairy tale that ends in frustration won't ever be happy until the day comes when shit finally gets published, and the whole public can suck it used to go to the well with a rope and a bucket Back when all was not well, used to say fuck it But practice made perfect and I eventually loved it but my hopes R distorted Starstruck 4 Starbucks– Got the coffee but I need a mug When drinking from a Marxist cup Got the spark - it's not enough To shift the gears from drive to park and finish what i meant to start Drop me a beat - and watch while I march Lovin this anxiety, so sick of my society All we ever seem to do is focus on propriety boardwalk and parkplace own the whole monopoly why does our parliament operate improperly A democratic must be at it, look at all our property Look at how we have it, a republican hypocrisy Gotta do some work then its back to being worthless Health insurance hurts – when you can’t afford the purchase A million different entities – serve a simple purpose God is our enemy – we worship all the serpents The root of all that’s evil – is underneath the surface Begging for a handout - backing out is over Generals are planning out a placid set of orders so they teach Good and evil, but they never do mention that people see god in all types of dimensions who is this devil that they claim we are worshipping? It’s Material wishes that our power is purchasing While globalization is affecting the murdering Innocent people who are lost in the cross fire In a 3rd world country – but the cost has gone up higher All the beggers and choosers – the world’s greatest losers In this so called life that I don’t want to get used to We can’t help anything if nobody gives a shit The policies and hypocrites - these democratic politics The reasons why we can’t pick up all the pieces We're not a peaceful region - we implement procedures - death and crime is imminent And then we catch diseases - The strongest theme has now become our democratic weakness Big business bastards - globalization disasters – the economy’s falling We thought war would go faster – instead it's a pattern - no one finds appalling the money don't matter, when statistics are scattered - the death toll is alarming No one complains - but isn't it strange - how our government’s arming Hand-me-down armor to the united states army To a bunch of young kids who have to honor death proudly We can afford to send them out to wander but we can't equip them properly I don't know what to make of it – agenda setting politics – if democracy is our best friend – then what does war accomplish then? - peace and justice in iraq is - a suicidal fed ex package - what the hell does that establish? - We're the flies and they're the maggots? Means of how we function is a patriotic assumption - baseball, americana, apple pie consumption All the knowledge in the world - why so much corruption howbout marijuana huh - howbout smashing pumpkins? patent products, paranoia - the principles are nothin For right winged America - the copyrighted righteous premadona - tear it down to nothin don't need drugs or marijuana - got the paranoia pumpin Wire tapping – all the terrorists – mapping a plan – and we’re not aware of it - Bush keeps distracting - terrorists comparisions - while the news is multitasking - it becomes our new therapist So to all you Americans – better prepare for the worst of it – because for freedom we stand – and for justice we are hurting – another birth certificate – America is murdering Where did all the good times go Yeahhhh – Don’t know who my type is, who really cares Don’t know how to write this, unprepared When I lay in my bed at night, I get scared I can’t sleep with the fact that I’m not where I need to be Regardless of the targets, don’t get me started This always seems the hardest, dear departed Alone in my apartment, so broken hearted Waitin for the time to get my feet on solid ground again Will the sun ever rise? nevermind – Nevermind – And I don’t know why Things seems fine - but to me Importance will need This work to have a purpose, yeah There’s gotta be some more to this Bored with the all boredom, like a Mormon Worn down every mornin, I need a corpsman To give me proper treatment – tell me what is normal In this pessimistic puzzle there’s a million different pieces Playing in the playground – like a little kid And it’s snowing in the background – so sick of it Gotta find my own way out now, and what’s more The snow has washed away the sunny days I used to dream about Will the sun ever rise? nevermind – Nevermind – And I don’t know why Things seems fine - but to me Importance will need This work to have a purpose, yeah There’s gotta be some more to this The past and the present tense so full of superstition Never could get intimate - fearin retribution Nonsense was imminent no room for much improvement I know the time is now, gotta find a way to prove it Four years ago was ancient - for future basis Gotta muster motivation don’t wanna get complacent Don’t need a life companion just need a little patience With substance and consistency comes amazement in abundance Current mood: artistic. Moral Obligations - (TO THE BEAT OF FORT MINOR'S "REMEMBER THE NAME") Nobody’s willing to do anything drastic Go to work, come home, and forget about classes The one’s that separate the rich from the poor Middle and low – no one gives two shits – they go on ignored How the big corporations -subsidize- bogus political operations So many people don’t care otherwise – media objectification Have you been to the ghetto? Have you seen poverty? Have you looked out the window and thought of it possibly? How the world doesn’t care if a few people are homeless He might serve you at Dennys, she might be your hostess If they saw them up close – I’d doubt that they’d notice The agony of not having what the rest of us have A steady income and a life that some lack Makes material possessions stripped down to moral perfection A classic example of a realistic reflection Hopefully not mine, but it might be reality If I ever give up this kind of social awareness mentality Current mood:  pensive.
Fuck being Patient (All I heard all my life is that I have to be patient – “good things will come, you just have to be patient” – I say fuck that – if you ask people like Bill Gates or Vince McMahon if there success was based on patience they’d laugh in your face – you gotta seize the opportunity- if it’s not there you got to make one – if not then get ready to live a life of complacency and second guessing – which I do not Ever plan on doing) Whatever they say - patience –they claim it’s a virtue - I’m out to find it one day – but the pain – it can hurt you So without any further ado –I give to you – A first person perspective – we all gotta find truth So close your misconceptions – open wide -I eat free food So hold back your laughs, cause in fact – here is my proof How this could come back – and bite you on your back side – a blindsided attack – this is one for the highlights - If you sit on your ass – and believe that god exists - for one purpose only – and that is to serve you - couldn’t be anymore phony – toilet seat old news Might as well be window shopping – you’ll never get anywhere you want to – if you spend all your time - at the line in the mall - sniffing perfume My five senses can spot it – I’m smelling the bird poop Because patiently waiting – for nothing – I’ve heard you Can end up smelling like roses one day – if you wait till the seeds bloom Maybe I’ll wait okay – man I’ve already paid dues Aswer me this question Why are so there so many people - working low paying positions? At the local McDonalds – making Big Macs repetitious A simplistic condition of what I call addiction No pain was inflicted because their patience was timid People wait for a mission, they never find it - they missed it And it’s back to square one – a big contradiction They told me a degree was worth somethin – I’m stumped then Cause I still got that dream in the oven, but I wonder how fuckin Many times I’ll have to sit and wonder why nothin Is happenin, why nobody is after me, I still the passion, for any activity Guess I’m actively passive – just wanna live happily Until then I’ll cash in – these irrelevant actions But I’ll never sell out or kiss any asses It could happen to you if you don’t eat your cabbage Waiting forever and now you got baggage 3 kids, a fat wife, and a check you can’t cash in But I’m really upset - how our government acts friend On mine and yours behalf, a big chain reaction There is no option for affordable healthcare, not even for elders Insurance companies pulling the strings– because their purpose is self serve While we’re pumping their gas - spinning the helicopter’s propellers No worries - We have welfare assistance – hence, in society’s cellar – Cellular phones and new technology, and it’s commonly well heard But it doesn’t help those - at the bottom half of the bell curve Ric – how can you say that’s selfish? Your pocket change doesn’t help this – It’s not proactive – it’s helpless Collection plates are like relics – look I’m a hotdog – why don’t you pass me the relish They don’t care who is selling Another foreign import - another formed norm is compelling Forget about those starving in Africa, forget race, what about our agenda, I laugh at the Way we pretend we have friends – all those people don’t matter As long as they live as far away as they can - from the homeless dwellings and shelters That plagues our coastlines - trailer park homes - drug dealing and crime Racial prejudice wars – being fought right here - in America’s frontline, That’s not what you’ll hear - in the New York Daily Times Instead of stories of bogus politics and government involvement, The media answers their own agendas without solving the problems, More often then not, the mainstream jackpot will stop on a dime As long as the wealthy and rich complain - time after time after time after time Current mood:  cynical.
In Com 443 Class I got all the public’s interest Sittin on my shit list No need to quote any sources My flow is dope – so hold on to your horses Ya’ll lack the understanding – a lack of critical thinking Its time for social planning – smashing glass top ceilings A conflict of interest, isn’t that interesting? Agenda setting but no one’s even listening Absent minded, your attention has been blinded Hindsight’s 20/20 when you can’t see what’s behind it Classified information – pacifiers and babies It really doesn’t matter – I can see it in their faces Man I need to change the world – and show how much I hate it At the Bernard Center before PSCI 105 Class (To the beat of kanye west’s Gone) 25 to go – before my next class Fanatically attemptin – to learn all this shit fast Like the difference between – a value assumption A surrogate for evidence – man this shit sounds redundant Used to kind of have – the hots for this hottie Taught arobics class – a smoking hot body Ew we man – what am I to do? Scribble in my notebook – before the time is through And the good times we all had – only had by a few It’s totally different man – It’s a new semester Still rolin solo – in the back of this lecture Hall, Wall – I’m against it all Got a 12 page essay due – tomorrow dawg Regardless of factors – I’m glad there’s no drama I don’t need to be distracted – In fact I’m not that hard up A little more attention – is all that I need To break up these conventions – cause they seem normal to me When I sit back and toke – and get high like a pilot Pull my notebook open – and drop all this rhyme shit Oh oh – looks like it’s time to go Don’t know where – the 25 minutes have gone What I do know man – is I’m itchin to stall Don’t wanna sit and class – I’m not ready for ya’ll Hit the snooze button – I’ll have to wait till tomorrow Aussie Freestyle in SOC 103 Class So boring sittin in this lecture Snoring this morning – no ideas are captured In this data base – erase the material waste Black and white protestant Gotta use some common sense Speaking but not teaching While I’m surfin over seaweed A Marxist opinion – contextual classes Put the petal to the metal – before I blow out a gasket Welcome to miserable Monday The least fun weekday but I’ll have fun in some way Someday – one day – these lectures all might pay Off but that’s not enough – a contracted agreement and it sounds pretty false Check Mate -Unconscious through latent effects Tryin to make statements while my class mates play chess What is best? A means of production with dreams that can function A media munchkin? I’m carving the pumpkin Don’t even mention how this lecture means nothing Put a fork in the kitchen and get the F out the kitchen I’m not gonna listen to bitchin, bitchin, bitchin! Now listen – no education in the family background The backbone is back home – don’t wanna be around long Market Capacity? That’s a travesty! What’s the status it outta be? Like a foul that’s fragrant or a real estate agent Organization now – and I’m makin a statement Aussie Freestyle in Soc 210 Class Givin only 10% effort When under the pressure Don’t give a damn what these charts claim to measure The bottom percentile makes the least money And it might be a while for a change to be coming Who makes the most wealth? CEOs and big businesses A steal bomber pilot or corporate provisions which - Don’t give me the time – Hey I can spot the discrepancy Between the lower paid worker and the elite bourgeoisie But who gives a damn about the trends that we see? Nobody’s willing to compare my life to theirs I’m not bobbing for apples, I’m bobbing for pears Because what I want in this world is the fruit that’s not theirs Aussie Freesyle in CCS 105 Class Combative, new elements, selected Subtracted like sediment, connected Into metamorphic true meaning Distorted double teaming is keeping The mind from staring blankly No need to bow down, you don’t need to thank me Commanding attention and I’m standing defenseless No loyal companions to mention, it’s senseless Good luck separating frustration from patience It’s like marching in place to an out of step cadence Military mindset as I search for the times that aren’t mine yet Searchin for the missing piece of the puzzle –or- Finding the missing link like a stunt body double –or- I’ll be pounding the drinks quicker than Barney pounds Mrs.Rubble Current mood:  bored.
(48 Seconds in….) This semester came too quick – it’s time for me to slow down And now I’m under pressure now– gotta make this flow somehow I focus on the pain from the agony I’m facin And let it turn it to rain, let it pour until it seeps in Waking in the morning, 4 oclock in the afternoon Wishin it was summertime – time to read the daily news Front page headlines – I’m all over it – skipping breakfast, dinner times – tryin to make the most if it They say it doesn’t matter - collision course with a disaster – stayin on a steady pace – can’t crash it any faster – All the found memories – of things that I held so tight – it wasn’t all that long ago – I could fall asleep and not wake up at night Without any worries – I used to have none – but now I’m slowly learning – hesitation Man I wish I had it – some inspiration – I thought I used to have it – I used to have more patience …..(135) CHORUS (2:00) And now I’m right back at it – forget about the days when – I used to be a doctor – now I play the patient I guess that’s how it goes - but hey - what do I know – I know I’m not that old – I hate – when they tell me so – Familiarity - is the least of these distortions – not prepared to be – a creep of any sorts then – It’s like a parody – you would think – it’s not important – but what was formally – a belief – is now a portion – Sometimes I wonder if – I’ll find a chick to chill with – and no I’m not mumblin – I need a chick who feels it Instead of smokin bowls - gettin stoned – by my lonesome – I could be writing poems – for someone who is wholesome Another lonely fella - accapella – pourin out this shit to you – where are you Cinderella It seems like relationships - were never meant for me – I mean I’d like to date – but it seems – they’d always pass on me – Paint me in a corner – and you’ll see – how I freak out – when you label me a loner - wasn’t taught – how to freestlye People always said to me – there’d be a silver lining – but this whole semester’s been – filled with shitty timing And everyone is worried – they think I got depression – but what I really have is an absence of affection Used to have it goin – and the world was in my palms – used to think I had it all – I used to be so calm ….(3:12) CHORUS (3:36) Then something had to change – something - that was drastic – decided it was time to change – decided to move past it The first two years were spent – chasing asses – my third and final year – gonna spend it wearing glasses My conclusion is twofold – but it’s foolish to prove though – I thought that I knew so – much that was useful – I can relate this to Foucault – cause I’m seeing the loopholes – from every worthless angle – and that’s how the truth goes….(thunder) Current mood: artistic. A Mastermind, can be a freak star porno, A Mastermind, yo I’m keeping it real though A Mastermind, and before it all happens A Mastermind, all I need is a napkin I guess I got the second best seat in the class see And you happen to look to me, so exceptionally sexy Sittin next to you, damn your breasts just impress me I like it when your hair looks messed up especially You got a gorgeous body - bet you probably get nasty We’ll take it to the bottom - ever after lives happily Down and dirty for a second, tryin to hide this erection But no matter what I do I can’t reverse this obsession Of getting in your pants – give me sex not a best friend So damn pretentious with all these endless intentions A little booty call is how I suspect this connection To keep me in check from this sexual tension But fuck it what is wrong, you’ve got amazing extensions? The perfect measurements, with the perfect dimensions Way out of my element but you kept my attention To wipe my face clean from this rhetorical caption So give my back me keys to my lyrical palace I’m a macho man - can’t you see that I’m massive? OHHH YEAAH – how’s that Randy Savage? Steppin back a bit, these memory lapses Time, but I can’t get enough of Rhymes, and they tell me to hush up It’s mine, I don’t want the support from Friends or enemies, like I’m picking my poison Got the melodies but the words won’t support them All I really need is forum that’s open To express how I really feel inside this commotion It goes, one ear, right out the other My flow, is enough to make weather Turn, from the stone cold freezing rain, To sun dried beaches of a sandier grain As I pick up the pieces, and turn these leeches away Gotta make ends meet, I’m deep in the maze Brickin 3 pointers cause they’re outta my range Instead I’m working overtime - cash flow is nill Workin for bozos – I’m penniless still How else would I ever decide How else could my poetry lie I’m worthless inside – that is just a feelin I’m feelin sometimes sometimes sometimes When I’m alone sitting here and wondering why? Stoned out of my mind, all I bought was a dime Now I’m like broke, blown out of my mind Makes me wonder why I gave it a try Starting to pay attention to these non-verbal signs A sinner or saint, but at least I ain’t naughty Mabee by my nature, and that could be probably Why I’m always missin when I’m pouring my coffee And no I’m not stoppin, cause I haven’t been caught see A Mastermind, everything planned out accordingly A Mastermind, without a cause but still ornery A Mastermind, not afraid to tell them these stories Messed up, fucked up, where the fuck was the warnings? Eating up shit and everyone loved it I ate all that what left of it and then I went public Make shift voodoo, that’s what the truth is – Religious fallacies - have factually tricked kids When we turn to haste- clamin God really don’t care Without a speck of faith man- God could be out there Playing favoritism with a practical vision Gotta stay on top of things, escape from these prisons No means, no power – and we lack the proportions Material relations, in an instant we’re orphans What’s the selling price, of American values If the price is right, you’ll believe what they tell you It pales to, the status of statues, Diamonds and gold and money makes pals do A bunch of crazy shit, when flying different altitudes, The avenues are endless, don’t let them get passed you When you’re 10 deep, hot shit, and all that was meant to be Afraid to take it solo, cause you’re married to groupthink As long as you agree with things and say what your friend’s think What if you want provolone, and the deli serves swiss cheese We gotta take this life and ride it off like a jet ski Take it to the top speed, cause that’s where the best be Put the fear away but never too lightly, And ever so slightly, is a fight that we might see If we pull the curtains from certain devices We might be concerned with our personal vices Might sound enticing, but to some that are righteous They won’t want to listen, to your spiritual hyped shit All I have to offer is merely this typed shit Might this light then, fade out tonight men?, I got the second win, and I’m ready to fight them IF you haven’t got the gas then be ready to siphon Gotta kick some ass, gotta kick this door right in Dive in, don’t care, extinct like a bison Who’s not endangered yet - damn I could use a new hyphen Gone (Kanye West Beat) Give it to me man, you gotta give me some latitude I can feel you man, you gotta give me an attitude My momma always told me there’d be days - like this one I’m saving all the shame cause saving face - is so fun Gotta get some drugs so I can let all this shame out Smoke a little juicy weed till - sit back, and just blaze out All the friends I had when I had it done under I’m happy and I’m sad that I had to I discover everybody loves you when you’re livin real close by Underneath the covers and no one really knows why I – might – step outta this line – when the going’s tuff I might be going with this rhyme Don’t you ever wish you ever happened to notice All the things you missed when you lived in the moment And they always give me shit when I don’t wanna hang out But man I’m just real sick cause my shit ain’t all planned out Like what do man, before I reach my 30s 26 years is freakin early To have it figured out – you can keep the attorney One, two, three to the four we – Count the early twenties and at add two to the scoreboard A high paid veteran underused and forewarned Didn’t want it then – like a shell on the seashore There’s a million different beaches that are cleaner these whores Oops what I meant to say – the beaches can be yours But I got the meaning mixed – what you lookin at me for? Paid so many dues – dude I’m due for a refund Current mood: artistic. …And fall into drama, and little girl madness What I mean to say is that I really don’t know yo I’m down for munching pussy like a fat girl eats ho hos I’ll make a run for your border, I’ve got the munchies for nachos But this aint taco bell ya’ll, I’ve been there before I’m sitting in line yes y’all waiting to score Waiting for the right time to get me some more But I know I can’t build houses from the twigs of dead branches So I guess I’ll take a voucher before I make more advances And really I don’t care to get in your panties I’m passing all my turns, don’t want to land on a wammy That’s sexually discovered when my penis gets ancy Underneath the covers while you tickle my fancy Tell me that you love it when they crash on your derby How every single guy is at the tip of your mercy Confirming with my sources, yes I’m taking this personally I might have had a chance if I wasn’t so nerdy But I’m firmly disconcerting like a murder case court scene I’m happy to participate, and now it is morning Guess I’ll have to wait and see how it’s forming Before I contemplate anymore I’ll stay horny A desperate deficit – from just a girl who needs mounds Of attention that is ordered – from every cute guys new in town Not gonna capitalize, you’re not a proper noun, you’re a spoiled amount Common like a pronoun that a princess can’t pronounce About to graduate college, how does “dis” really sound? You’ve probably heard this in…….howbout every party house? What goes around comes around - and if you sleep all around, I’ll be proud to peace out Can’t raise the completion percentage if you compete out of bounds My rating is average I don’t think this one counts The harder I try to send out nonverbal vibes The harder it seems to make sense out of signs Coming from everywhere but I guess I’m not lookin Like I don’t really care cause I know I’m a shoe in Do you care about the fuckin mess that you’re in? So into your own life where the hell are your friends? You realize what the hell went wrong Inside justifications, the friends fall on the floor Short of excuses don’t want to hear them no more Sometimes the wind blows right by Time on my side, ticking away slowing out of my mind Never learn to be so concerned Passing in the wind, gasping to the finish line Wasting time, waiting for the news To get me out of this mess Never could have been so blessed Slipping away, wasting day by day Mello and dramatic, should’ve known automatic Shouldn’t sit around and stair in the attic Gotta find my stage, I call it home when I have it Alone and stoned, wasting time, scanning my mind for the right words to find They won’t be there tomorrow if I don’t use them all tonight – Won’t be too much later before the time escapes Like yesterday - slow motion focus finish up in 2nd place In case you haven’t noticed when you’re sleeping in all day Where have you been? I haven’t been close, have you given up hope? Mighty angels I know you are listening I got my fingers crossed so I can reach up to the ceiling Got me out there, get me in there, get me somewhere, I don’t care where I’ve always been reminded of the passion that’s inside of What I mean to say is that I’m kind of divided All across the world, it don’t matter no more Everywhere I’ve been, I’ve seen it before All these groupie girls having sex on the floor Turn out all the lights cause I’m lookin to score In spite of what they say I will make it one day Don’t care about the fortune, I want a portion of fame An amount that’s more enourmous is a glorious new day Current mood: bored.
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