Wednesday, August 27, 2014

"Happiness"

Everyone deserves love
To spread their wings n fly
No matter your ethnicity
To all this should apply
As should freedom of speech
And to be free
Letting nothing hold us back
To be what each of us was destined to be

We all travel different paths
But seek peace within ourselves
Realizing if we falter
We still have a chance to make things right
Even if we have fell
Blazing trails!
Making new memories n ascending to new heights
That can one day make a difference
Changing how we all may view life

Finding that balance that centers your talents
Never wavering in your confidence n standing up to any challenge
Pushing forward with good intentions without any malice
Entranced in happiness
Eyeing the world's beauty
Listening to calming voices that exude thee
Like notes from a sax in tune with da sky 
Standing firm on your beliefs even it means you have to die
Being strong n laughing in the face of adversity
When you may want to give up n cry

It is in that moment you smile
Being grateful for what you have 
Trying to stay positive around the vile
No one or nothing is perfect
And my words may cut like a surgeon but is meant to defy odds 
Even in lines to hit minds with a surplus of purpose 

I'm a writer's writer with a slew of nocturnal diverse's
Eye see what most don't n look beneath, instead of what's just on the surface
Universal as one but cerebral is divergent
Bringing light to the truth of dark proof's
Regardless of outer slides
Happiness inside is the only key to unlocking one's own demise 

"Happiness" by Ra Shine McKoy

Saturday, August 23, 2014

"Put Ya Hands In Da Air" ((freestyle))


((Hook))2x

B-B-B Bounce.....

PUT YA HANDS IN DA AIR
IF YA DON'T WANNA HEAR DAT CRAP DAT YOU HEAR

GARBAGE ASS CATS SPITTIN' TRASH EVERYWHERE
ON WAX LEAKIN' OUT TRASH ON TRACKS EVERY YEAR

((1st verse))
Massive body counts in a world of despair
Class is in session nigga, pull up a chair
Police off blacks, don't nobody care
We've see it for a while yo!, it isn't really fair
They wanna keep us livin' in fear
Tell me Lord!, do we really have a prayer?
Genocide on our race, extinction is near
Flatline on defibrillator's, doc staff ye~ye-yellin' out CLEAR!
No remorse, no tears
Nobody spared
Everything is geared
For us to fail, land us under earth or in jail
Final Destination
Death comin' for us all, datz da outs wit no bail
Fuck bars y'all!, deez are da birth of our cells
You know where da blood leads, follow da trail
Culprits in uniforms
It's all political peepz, they hide in da hills
Corporate suit thugs wit a license to kill
Perception, Racism, Slavery been goin' on since they found Emmett Till   
Truth is what they try to conceal
This nation see their actions, They know what Da Real!
When it's portrayed in very plain sight on da reel

((Hook))2x

B-B-B Bounce.....

PUT YA HANDS IN DA AIR
IF YA DON'T WANNA HEAR DAT CRAP DAT YOU HEAR

GARBAGE ASS CATS SPITTIN' TRASH EVERYWHERE
ON WAX LEAKIN' OUT TRASH ON TRACKS EVERY YEAR

2nd verse
Eye know some of y'all readin' this now sideways wit a slight chill
Quit da ice grill
I'm on my grown man shit like a car note, mortgage, n a light bill
Ain't no "Good Times"
Penny for ya thoughts when I put this hot iron flow on ya skin, then burn ya like Chip Fields
All deez atrocities should've woke us up a long time ago
But we kept lettin' shit spill
"Amen!"
"Traumatized" by life when they turn our "Dreams n Nightmares" into reality like Meek Mill
Misfortunate wit no fortune, crazy how da wheel spin
All deez ailments ailin' us, Depression n Poverty is really real friend
It's been time for us to stand up like Ritter n Belushi like in their movie n become "Real Men"
For things to really change, it's a possibility where gonna have to die for what we honestly believe in
Most Caucasians get put in da same situations
Get a slap on da wrist
While we get kicked wit a foot or punched wit a fist 
Slapped up quick!
Riddled wit bullets beaten down wit a stick

And all they do is sweep da mess under carpets
Hide evidence, slide off they gauntlets
Cover up da funk of da smell, like no deodorant goin' under armpits
How much more will we stand n take from deez pricks
Upper class, middle class, poor vs rich
We already know dat da system is rigged n it needs to be fixed
And it's not because we don't have da wits
And like KRS, "MC's Act Like They Don't Know" up in dis bitch
Letter to my son
Ya'll know eye spit facts like da Don so, don't even Trip!

((Hook))2x

B-B-B Bounce.....

PUT YA HANDS IN DA AIR
IF YA DON'T WANNA HEAR DAT CRAP DAT YOU HEAR

GARBAGE ASS CATS SPITTIN' TRASH EVERYWHERE
ON WAX LEAKIN' OUT TRASH ON TRACKS EVERY YEAR

3rd verse
How much longer will y'all keep sellin' y'all souls to deez labels, continue ignorin' dis shit 
It's always been rough, cause we don't have da power or da money to match firepower dat they lightin' us wit  
We get pulled ova n they violate our rights
I use this mic to inspire spark somethin' in you rise up n unite
Liberals, Conservatives, deez are da brutal real tales from my hood
We know y'all don't give a fuck about us!
But eye won't stop yappin' bout it, til' my brain dead underneath of this hood
Good vs Evol!, I REP for my people!
My children be da body of da sequel 
We won't stop, til' we get da same provisions n everyone is equal

 ((Hook))2x

B-B-B Bounce.....

PUT YA HANDS IN DA AIR
IF YA DON'T WANNA HEAR DAT CRAP DAT YOU HEAR

GARBAGE ASS CATS SPITTIN' TRASH EVERYWHERE
ON WAX LEAKIN' OUT TRASH ON TRACKS EVERY YEAR

"Put Ya Hands In Da Air" ((freestyle)) by Shawn Stare







Friday, August 22, 2014

"Somethin' On Da Side"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1LkTHJm0-DQ
Michael n Sandra
Once had a union like Michelle n Obama
Before da arguments came, da fussin' n da drama
Had a couple kids in da mix, later on 
Marriage had followed this
Poor financially, but still they found happiness
In each other
More than lovers, first became best friends
Thought they were soul mates to da very end

Used to talk about everything
No one saw they attachment severing
Atlantic Starr
"Closer than close"
Closer than most
Every kiss, hug, n touch seemed so urgent
Grew "closer than friends", like Surface
Couldn't tell em' that this thing they had wasn't permanent
To some, what they had wasn't exactly encouragin'
But Michael n Sandra could care less
They did what they had to do n ignored da rest

They said, they would invest
In each other, they saw they bought out da best
In church
Tried to stay where "Jesus Walks" like Kanye West
They vowed to never part unless they were hit wit death
Their hearts were off da charts connected on a deeper depth
But stress is apart of life, you have to maintain

They stayed in an apartment n as they moved around
Things changed
Sandra was in school, tryna come up in da game
Michael had a string of jobs til' he found a trade
But no 2 days are da same
Through it all, they had their share of ups n downs but their love never went astray
But it got tested every way each day

As they grew in time
And situations changed down da line
It was obvious their minds became separate
Different median's
Years ago Michael couldn't picture Sandra leavin' him
Somethin' on da side got inside both of dem' n started taring apart each of them 
Before you know it, thin line of love n hate
They started teeterin'

They had each other back
Tried to continue on after that
But lies became intertwined wit da facts
Creepin' at a high max
You could see da tracks of Sandra tears
Severely trampled wit her fears
Michael knew da truth, as well as his own indiscretion's
After they departed, both learned some hard lessons
Though, left wit unanswered questions
And what seemed destined
God provide's each with a message

If anything had became of this debacle, it was da children were a supreme blessin'
Anything worth having, Michael n Sandra knew they had to work at it
Just not together like knitted sweaters 
Even though, both were torn by temptations sewed in da fabric
Another love story gone tragic
No oath is strong unless God, trust, communication, n loyalty is purely solid
Dismantled "Two Hearts" like Phil Collins
Tried to pick up da pieces, fix what slid in between da crease's
But it was too late!, damage was done what they strive to build crumbled couldn't hold da weight
Somethin' on da side among all, which is truly Common
"Nobody's Smilin"
At least Michael n Sandra had da good sense to dissipate before it got more violent

"Somethin' On Da Side" by Ra Shine McKoy











Sunday, August 17, 2014

"Nothin' Matters"

Nothin' matters
Yeah!, I hear da chatter!
Mf's wanna kick a brotha while he down
Scared face like Pac, but still eye smile
Corridors open to my soul can't ya hear da growls?
Vicious sounds!
Voice's yell!
Hoisted like Jesus, nailed!
Any which way you put it, spirit shelled
Divine angel like Gabriel
It's no time to be quail
Eye know da truth, eye don't really need da details
Cat's can have dat ho, Stare don't follow dog's in da form of female's
Ocean of lies bedded on a beach like seashells  
My existence n purpose is unknown to da naked eye on a deep scale
Martin said, "We shall
Overcome!"
Eye don't see how! when niggaz still, dying by da gun
Ignorant people on a violent path
Feel my wrath!
Put my neck out for cats like a giraffe
Turned on me, then they stabbed me in my back
People gotta problem wit chu when you start stating facts
96' "Lyrical molestation" to a track, like Da Brat
Don't sugar coat shit when deez words collapse
On ya lap
Open up da bible, I'll expose your Acts
"If you don't know me by know" like Simply Red, then you better ask
Can't stand disloyalty n phoniness like Hall n Oates
No!, "I can't go for that"
When I rap
I don't freakin' play around wit u clowns
I say what I mean wit a head full of steam
Not contrived like da rest of u gals n u guys
Da eyes never lie, take a real look in mine
Prepare ya self for a long "Journey" like the "Wheel in the sky"
Never was afraid to die
Living is a different engine
It's like I'm sentenced, boxed in barz n poems, so relentless!
Eye see the world n my surroundings from another spectrum
Eye stay in hell wit no sign of heaven
I wanna kill myself n take my life but can't seem to take dat knife n start to slice or da gat n pull da trigger
Shadow of da lights flicker catchin' up to God quicker
Nothin' Matters when depression strangles you from every angle
Watchin' as ya demons hang you
Cut off from others like you maimed, I'm in so much pain!!!
Nobody knows the troubles that eye see
How can you comprehend?
When you not da one living within side of me
Oddly idle quotes n advice from folks, don't even give me hope
Cause eye see R-E-A-L-I-T-Y through the scope
Beauty mixed wit sadness like Helen Steiner Rice wrote
The truth like Malcolm X spoke
How my ancestors got tortured decimated just so we could vote
Hmph
Modern day controlled slavery, what a joke!
We cast a vote 
For someone on a ballot n they still find a way to betray us in the demographics
Republicans, Democratic's
"Politic's as Usual" like Jay-Z when they at it
Probably in the privacy of they homes, smokin' weed outta jars n cigars steady laughin'!
And eye don't believe in no law practice cause da law smack us!
They ALL Hollywood, a bunch of actors!
People step on others just to climb da ladder to ensure their own factors
To make sure that they status is secure
Meanwhile, everyone runnin' round insecure 
Of they bodies
They position
Face cringin'
When a fellow employee is promoted n you feel that you should of got it
Feelin' overlooked, so you have a convo wit ya employer n you state ya logic
They give you some bullshit excuse about ya work n da profits
The numbers game is an anomaly n atomic
I can't seem to stomach a lot of shit n that's da problem dat eye have wit you pricks
Underhanded 
Geesh!, damn! 
You make me sick!
Bitches vs real women
Eye see da difference, when it's in my presence
Negate your leverage
Eye leave cause ya prognosis shady n escapes my essence
Slim like Em
That's just "The way I am" when I'm "Cleanin' out my closet"
When dat topic of discussion gettin' referenced
A. Bassett, yeah! 
Now eye know "The Score"!
Lying!
When it was bout De niro's like Robert bitch!, from da door
Things that were sacred like marriage doesn't really matter anymore
Ya state of mind sucks!, like a barren whore
Close ya eyes kiddies cause my notes nowhere near delicate like a clavicorde
They pointy!, might pierce ya self-esteem like a savage samurai sword
Deez are chords
Of a maniac insomniac scorned
Feedback shock you like live electrical wire cords
Audience amazed!, stop n drop they jaws! 
Fable artist think they can't be touched like a unicorn 
Sound da horn!
If Shawn can't express himself then, he becomes withdrawn
Going through withdrawals like a heroine addict
Ra Shine not in, he's fallen off of da speedy wagon
Molten lava plus a fire breathin' dragon
Angry at da system for being used as target practice
Tryna quit, deez cancer stick's a nasty habit
Homie, fuck roger rabbit!
I'm from where neighborhoods are burnt n ravished
Citizens n cops are clashin'
Bodies on da daily, zipped up! in plastic
Premature measure's, drastic!
If you don't wanna be a young parent bro, eye suggest you wrap it!
Deez young bastards think it's cool saggin'
If you was in jail, ya ass would be a jail magnet
To ALL YOU wack rappers
I hear ya gums flappin'
This chess, not checkers young whippersnapper's 
Ya dummies not sayin' nothin' meaningful 
People are lost n not livin' by no principle's
Nothin' matters tho!, when I spit to da masses out my ventricle
Open eyes, recognize bro!
That's how you center you!   

"Nothin' Matters" By Shawn Stare


Friday, August 15, 2014

"Slit Wrist's"

Black rain beating profusely on his exterior pane
Trying to unlock the chains of his imprisonment 
Coffin?
He thinks of it often
Seductive whisper's soften
The slicing from da metal edge's
He looks down
Admire's da neatness of his work carved in his essence
In his presence
He can see his own reflection
Da cutting
Da drifting
Coughing Up!
Da color of red
Spillin'
So calmly
He tries to stay busy
Gets dizzy
From running
Sprinting
From da voices that chase em'
He's tired
He sees his image lying in a basin
A distorted rainbow
Fallen Angel, no halo!
He hears da tracks, stampede of tears like a train on a railroad
A pool of echoOoOoOo's!
Cheering
Jeering
Let go!
The morning after there will be no espresso
Forced steam brings visions of burnt wings
No more caffeine
Absent worrying
No more themes dancing around
Just plain silence when he's found
At one time, he went a bout
A round
With da chamber
Felt da cold steel
Strumming his melon back n forth caressing his temple
Contemplating
Others would finally see da weight of thoughts
he carted on his mental
Intent to harm, like a gangster carteling an individual
Inside a storm was brewing
It wasn't gentle
Wondering if discharged, would it finally numb his anger?
The pain he holds in da bowls of his retainer
To those that claim they know him
He's really a random stranger
In seclusion
A pure heart to the average painter
But a troubled soul boxed in a human container
Couldn't get ahead, his checks were garnished
Pen game nice, was dipped in varnished
An avid artist
His brush is tarnished
Sad n despondent
As he sits n ponders on the side of his bed in his garments
Thinking if this is life, what does death have to offer?
Already it feels like hell on earth
Innocence slaughtered
The good die young, becoming a martyr
Barz in his prison is now his partner
State boots
Busted wardrobe bus-ing a charter
He thought of his daughters
Praying he did da best he could as a father
Among da angst
He's in constant oblivion
Divorced from life
What a bitch!
Lonely n trapped in da world he's living in
Limited!
Missed opportunities
No work
Child support, poverty, racism, haters, middle men
Boy kill boy like "civil sin"
Mom n Pop spent some days up in son school
Diagnosed him unfocused, wanted to prescribe him Ritalin
He love dat boy tho he raised into a man, cause he showed those simpleton's
Defied da odds, grew up to be a decent gentlemen
As he lay still, starting to feel a slight chill
Again
Fluid kept leaking like a faucet
Outta skin
Reminisced, how less meant more to him then
Within a blink of an eye!
All of this pass thru his mind as he drifted farther from consciousness
Knowing full well thee extent of what's next in a moment of final bliss
No hugs
No feeling's
Just tendon's ripped
Slit wrist's from a rigid blade's repeated kiss

"Slit Wrist's" By Ra Shine McKoy aka Shawn Stare


Thursday, August 14, 2014

"Honor My Life"

Press link underneath here & listen as well, peace!

Yo! this Shawn Stare, comin' straight outta JERSEY
Eye represent "Poorhouse Management"
((H-Nigh, Smoke-Red, Lil' Rexx, Nightmare))
Kwan eye see you, Whatz Good! **((Yes))**
Hold ya head! ALL MY PEOPLE 
KEEP YA HEAD UP!, **((no doubt!, no doubt!))**
Letz Go!..........

((Hook))
This is how we spit it when we get on da mic
Tell ya right now, you might not like what eye write
Respect TRUTH!, 
When I'm dead n gone, honor my life
When ya burdens too much to bare, give it to Christ

((1st Verse))
Ever since I was little, I was taught to be a leader thrown in da middle
Some confrontations won't end civil **((Nope!))**
Take jewels dat I give you, **((Yup!))** keep ya dreams
Even tho when it seem, things ain't go da way you plan
Stay in da race, da result could be a better chance
Pack up da caravan
Move away, whose to say
What eye won't, what I really can be
Questions like, will she **((Hmmmmm...))**
Ride for a nigga if da game ever kills me?
Inside, still feel pain yo! it's REAL b!
Why can't my people come together like, weed in a philly 
**((Uh Huh!))**
Think I'm old?, Really!
Put me in a cipher n I kill thee!
Talent is a virtue when it's real G
Forget age, write fire when da pen on da page
My thoughts mellow n swayed
Yeah, it took me a while
I don't feel da same love dat eye did as a child
People talk behind ya back get in ya face n they smile
Niggaz is wild!, women is too!
Some uh go thru all of ya whole crew
Paper ain't comin', they don't know you
When you wit em', always wanna act like they own you
This is da stuff dat we go through
Might not like what I say, but it always holds true!
Do what you supposed to, God's love is known to
Cure da sick, heal da blind
Keep a sane man from losing his mind
You in me so we two of a kind
Handle situation's like Noah, 2 at a time
Spit da gospel, then we truly combine
**((Uh!, Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Uh! Uh!, Yeah!))**

((Hook))2x
This is how we spit it when we get on da mic
Tell ya right now, you might not like what eye write
Respect TRUTH!, 
When I'm dead n gone, honor my life
When ya burdens too much to bare, give it to Christ

((2nd Verse))
Growin' up as a young buck, never really had much
God's presence had my whole family touched
He was there!, every time we felt stuck 
Every time we got struck
**((And When?!))**
By da devil's plan to bring us ALL down
When I'm alone, I fall down
On my knees, please LORD deliver me!
Tired of tusslin' wit da enemy
Never was a friend to thee, even tho he tried to be
You opened up my eyes, 
Now 
EYE CAN SEE!
Honestly!
Truthfully!
Love you LORD!!!
Yeah!, that's from me to you
YOU in me!, who are we?
We are ONE!
Still can't believe dat you sent ya son to die for us
This might be da longest that I didn't cuss
Still got a filthy mouth, I'm prayin' dat you clean it up!
Shed da darkness off my flesh, put me in DA LIGHT Lord wit da rest
No more worries!, no more stress!
Just da love dat you possess 
Turn around n lend a hand, pass ya message to my fam
Then, pass it to my man's
**((Here ya Go!))**
Try to save a couple soul's, in advance
World got us ALL in a wicked trance
Praise God!, raise ya hand!
**((Here I Go!))**
If you wanna take a stand, carry out His stable plan
Raise UP!, before you get LAID UP!
All my people everyday, goin' through da same stuff
Let it go n let God!, move any false pride
Keep us so we won't take a fall like a "Fall Guy"
**((Awwwwwwwh....))**
Cat's still drunk n high, but they worthy of His love like any other guy
Wanna make a Change, baby? come inside
If I fail, 
Know 
Dat I really tried
I apologize for ALL da years dat eye made you cry
Always lookin' back, never say good-bye
I'll admit, it's been a long crazy ride **((Riiiiiiiiiide))**
Through God, issues in our marriage can be rectified 
So my love for you will never ever die
Word! to da MOST HIGH! **((Ha!))** 

((Hook))3x
This is how we spit it when we get on da mic
Tell ya right now, you might not like what eye write
Respect TRUTH!, 
When I'm dead n gone, honor my life
When ya burdens too much to bare, give it to Christ


**((Yeah!, Yeeeah!, ALL MY PEOPLE in da struggle
Poorhouse!
Terry, Jay, Tyjuan Yeah!, Yo!
"Poorhouse Management"
This for da fam!, This for da fam!
Still gettin' it Nigh, 
Had to switch up on em"
Uh!, Uh!))**

"Honor My Life" By Ra Shine McKoy aka Shawn Stare