"IS DIS WHAT DA EARTH HAS COME 2?"

Deez past couple years I've written some of my best shit

When ya goin' through life's ups, downs, lifts, falls n pits

It never occurs to one

Dat you can go from top to bottom n Nothin' is what ya left wit

Eye can't walk in your shoes, but you can't walk in mine either

UnderStan-Smith?

Or are you overly confused wit my exertion to be candid?

Yea!, eye know

Da past is over wit

N not knowin' da fast furious direction of ya future

Leaves ya presence languishin' in da present, slow to drift

My circle got a gravitational pull n got left diminished

Luther said, "A house is not a home if no one's there"

Yea?!

Well

If it's occupied wit da people you have in it n your still hesitant to submit

You'll always have a void dat needs to be filled in dat inner institutional circle wit no centered happiness

Hate is a disease dat keeps growin' like trees

Tryin' to root out da evol from da good, but keep pullin' up weeds

Eye look at dis world n sometimes eye believe

Women nor Men know what dey want, dey just believe dey do

N dey give their explanation for affirmation so much, dey believe dat shit be true

When one has someone wit amazin' qualities

Dey might not appreciate em' or better yet depreciate em'

Batter or nag, No Peace!

A zigzag of aggravation,

Tongue knife cuttin' accusations after slavin' hard all day like a mason

Hormones ragin'!!!

Tryin' to remain open n have some patience

"Where is the Love?" like Roberta n Donny was sangin'

No Alleviation!

So cats turn to religion for salvation, dat medicine cabinet for medication to be sedated

Or even da bottle n dat leaf for a higher meditation

Not to mention temptation is always lurkin' in havens

When you can't agree 2 disagree, for ya own personal security

Does ya mental capability futility tell you to stay segregated?

Or is dis what da earth has come to like Will Smith

6 degrees of separation?

"Is Dis What Da Earth Has Come 2?" 
By Shawn Stare 

"Ghetto Visions"((freestyle))

Da Stems On Da Leaves Are Worn Out

Many Deaths Happen So Da Liquor Continues To Poor Out

No Grass Grows Here n Seldom Do Kids Get To Play

Gunshots Spray!

Violence Is Often Da Norm

What Was Once A Close Knit Community

But All Dat Is Gone

Children Are Now Smarter

Single Parent Homes Wit No Fathers

Some Left To Fend For Dem Selves Among Da Vultures n Piranhas

Most Girlz Are Not "Like A Virgin" like Madonna

Boyz Youths Are Terminated Like John Connor

Vigilantes Runnin' Loose Wit No Loyalty or Honor

No Respect For One's Life 

Ghetto Strife

Within' Da Visions

Some will never get to see da other beauties of da world dat GOD invented

Atlantic, Pacific, to be specific

Sights Of Sunrise Ova Da Ocean Waves

Or Becomin' An Adult n Goin' To Their Own Children School Recitals n Plays

No Traveling Plans

No Family Gatherin's in Caravans

Just Battered n Scattered Images Of Poverty Livin'

Dreams Diminished

Impoverished n Ravished By Corrupt Systems

So Sad 

Our Youngin's Are Dyin' On Deez Streetz So Fast

Our Unity Has Depleted

While Da People Are Lost Feeling Defeated

Times Are Hard

Difficult

Positive Natures Are Deleted

Instead Of Learning From Mistakes

Dey Get Repeated

Like A Sitcom

Replayin' Shows Just To Get A Glimpse n Feel Da Happiness Enriched

Valuable Messages n Jewels

Dropped From Da "Facts Of Life", "Different Strokes", "Cosby Show", 
"A Different World" n "Silverspoon"

There Has To Be A Better Way To Escape Deez Bitter Reality Forms

Embracing Da Future Wit A Fresher Outlook Staring Into Da Dawn

Somethin' We Can Be Proud Of n Hang Our Hatz On 

Eye Pray For Da Less Fortunate Like Chubb Rock "Lost In Da Storm"

Men Are Da Sun

Da Lord Is Where Our Energy Is Drawn

Women Are Da Earth n Breathe New Life As We Are Connected, Disconnected n Later Adjourned

Hopefully Giving Life To Ghetto Uplifting Visionaries Through Birth Bein' Reborn

"Ghetto Visions"((Freestyle)) by Ra Shine McKoy aka Shawn Stare

"Far Away"

Been a way for a minute

Far Far Away

Soul Kindred

Mind n outlook

Both Replenished

I'm seekin' somethin' to connect us like a soul convention

How far away is death?

I don't know

Maybe inches

Concentratin' on life n what da future holds up in it

When I frame art 

You see angles

All dimensions!

Soakin' up absorbin' my explicits

Why most illicit

False linguistics

Respect n Honor 

I learned dat as a young apprentice

Nigga listen!

Da "Blue Hill Avenue" is rigid

Loyalties difficult to disengage like Tristan

Empowered by da perks

Things enlisted

Everyday

People, Family, Friends

Change

In a instant

Like, our surroundings

And It's astoundin'

Dat what's spoke don't coincide wit da ones around it

Chillin' wit my bro

Blunt lit

2 L's

Total "Loungin"

Lookin' at da New York skyline

Reminiscin'

Talkin' bout our seeds n how we want da best for em' 

Environment of endangered livin'

Enjoy em' growin' up

Tryna stay outta prison

Da joy n pains of what's to come if you push da limit

Perseverance!

Happiness!

Drama!

Tension!

Ya know!

Dealings wit men n women

How so much resides on our shoulders

Certain doors dat just need closure

Even da hate dat comes wit a stink pungent odor

I weight bench barz ova heads like lane floater's

We vote

But don't receive reparations, for what dey owe us

"THEY DON'T REALLY CARE ABOUT US"! Mike Jack, they just tryin' to meet dey quota

We remain Soldierz!

Bonded to a culture wit no love for da other

Tendencies ruptured

Boi

I'm from da gutter

Where Sins n Problems constantly hover

Like dark cloudz upon domes when da rain touch us

People jobless, but eye do see more entrepreneur's among us

Da human race eyes is covered

Being force fed what da government tell us

Instead of searchin' for da truth in da closet wit da rest of da uncovered clutter

I write it in my scripts

Keenan Ivory Wayans

I'm gonna get you suckaz

Lyrics dat I sputter

Leave da ~waves~ on ya head n in ya brain fluttered

Lackin' skillz

How much strength can one beatin' heart even muster?

Mirrors?

Reflections sculpture

What's starin' back what you lookin' at is examined ain't added up to da facts

Keep it 100

Funkdafied like da brat

Tap!

Dance on sonnets like Sammy Davis

Fountain of youth

Flow ageless!

Dis world all about Deniro's, Feel da Bull Ragin'!

Dawg, Stop playin'! 

Ink on pages, Causin' Storms like Mason

Hard 2 Kill at any juncture dat I'm paraphrasin'

I use dis coolin' agent, calmin' down all my patrons

Latinos, Blacks, Dominicans, Asians

Even Caucasions

It don't even matter

Eye been on top n at da bottom of dat ladder

Now I'm climbin' back up to reach da latter

Cause eye know what I spit come from real life calculations

You don't know da half of my mathematical determination

Decades of enraged slaves to massa's

Now we murdering each other in da same fields dey grazed n pastured

Da ones our ancestors died in

Trying to change n pave a better way so we wouldn't have to be in dat same crapper

P~eep dis game if you da master

Cause eye guess it's no limit on dat stature

Hope still preached to da congregation by some who are false pulpit pastors

Present connected to da future of deez recently updated infamous past day patterns 

We all behind da 8 ball political disasters

D'evol Vigilante Warmonger War Master!

Our country has a lot of fucked up untold missin' chapters

Too many fake perpetratin', removed from reality claimin' to be gangsta violent rappers

At 1st I heard da laughter, den you hear da nightmarish family cries dat come right after

Den you see da faces of killers dat spark, "Takin' Lives" like Ethan Hawke

All eye thought 

Was da family grievin' loss, plus all da pain dey cost

Don't trust no one son!, Cause dey even threw rocks at Jesus nailed up on a wooden cross

Now what's da difference when it comes to our sanctioned course?

Still can't see da light, huh boss?

There's a season for everything

Even when odds are against us n we must rely on our wits, use common sense, restraint, or force

Taste da sauce

Yeah!

I'm cut from a different cloth

Tingle spines when I straighten up a woman's arch

I ain't a kid, ya dig?

I'm Tom Hanks, "Big"

Blessed wit a great mind by my Creator like a well-known philanthropist

As a parent first n a poet second

You don't know all da hours of hard-work I did as well as da blood, sweat, n tears eye put in

To da world

Eye share my experiences, knowledge, n hands on curriculum wisdom and dats how I give 

Eye raise mine to navigate through dis sea of shit we live

Real Grown Ass Men know what time it is

Some dock, Others keep ridin' til death n never reach dat port

No info given, it's in da casket wit em'

Feel me sport?!

Eye got da eye of da tiger but I don't play no golf

But we share da same course

Hood 2 hood to every block corner n lonely child who feel dey never gettin' off of dat porch

For my fallin' kin n comrades, dats how I carry da torch

As long as I got air in my lungs, I'll keep it up

And deez atrocities after we are long gone will continue to be discussed

But eye know dis much, I'll never stop bringing my views to da forefront

Da flame will never go out or get tossed

To get far away from da madness I might throw on some Christopher Cross

Dat joint be having me thinkin' I'm Sailin'

My perspective of love ailments surfaces to da top affectin' both assailants

Address ya mailin' wit a dignified correspondence

Emotional bondage from my father's short-cummings tied to a broken promise

And nawh, I ain't a prophet or a nigga sellin' people dreams for some profit

But I can fax you my resume if you can't see da theme in my written pictorial logic

I spread sheetz den cover any topic

Shootin' shit across da sky like Hailey's comet

Boom!

Every line is aligned wit C4 verses on it

In a means to have you Get up! n Flip ya tails outta misinformed coordinates

Far away, but minds need to be awoke from being dormant

"Far Away" by Ra Shine McKoy aka Shawn Stare

"Steamin"

If you pregnant
Abort, give birth, or do whatz best for you
But this what eye do
Wit a touch of spice bring life wit what I write duke
My conscience is unconscious!
Under water Hold ya breath, Watch dey turn blue
Damn boo!
I'm behind watchin' homegirl cheeks wavin' back too!
Freeze cats, fightin' off demons like zankoo
Channel
Energy
Without Injury
Hyperextend ya memories like a women's limbs around my neck for support n dependency
Shine my "Gifted Hands" like Elise Kimberly
Fire?
I been an arson!
I align n bend arches, relieve stress markings
I Ben Carson
Neurosurgeon wit da pen barkin,
Ya nervous system become sliced up when da lights darken
Tap into ya brain n ya spinal cord
Lord!
Dat kid a problem!
Eye hold da key, got my game locked
A g', U naut
Watch em' put dem in a jugger, he a jargon!
Cause dat mic
Eye Rock-et Houston like ex 
Chandler Parsons
See dem lines on da paper in between da margin
Eye wouldn't Cross it
Alex
I take advantage of tracks n kill da field holmes before anyone can even cross it
Funny like Laurel n Hardy, ya toy soldiers better keep marchin'
No bargains!
Death before dishonor!
Put dat on my mama no comma
Everything come full circle like dat bitch karma
Learn dat da hard way
My shit touch niggaz even tho I'm far away
Here's a close up of my silence speakin'
I'm a follow my dreams n do me regardless what ya thoughts wreakin'
No matter what niggaz inkin', I stay beastin'!!!
I know two wrongs don't make it right like David Peaston
But God, fam n Poorhouse is my only legion
My mind wandered for a moment in da moment thinkin'
Da earth shook, reality blinkin'
Den I came back n she said, I'm cummin' like a locomotive steamin'
Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!

"Steamin" by Ra Shine McKoy aka Shawn Stare