Endorphin
Bath & Todd E. Jones presents...
 The
Archives For The Weekly Freestyle Rhymes
by Todd E. Jones of The New Jeru Poets
|
January
19, 1999
"Blood, I’ll make you cough
simply cuz you’re soft
My psalms plant bombs
like Baader-Meinhof
Terrorist activity
Blowing up the facility
Ending negativity
with my extreme creativity
Beat ya’ with a pool cue
Slap ya’with my shoe
I’ll be yellin’ “F*ck you!”
when I take your nails off
with bamboo
I’m the bad guy who’ll give
ya a black eye
Don’t try and spy or I’ll
hang you with your necktie
You’re a waste of air, I’ll
beat you like a snare
War, I declare as I mall you
like a bear
Bullets in the head will leave
you dead
At last, in the past, like
Right Said Fred
The gun, I pack underneath
will impair more than your
myelin sheath
Your family in sorrow, will
send a funeral wreath
What you wanna swallow, your
blood or your teeth?"
-Todd E. Jones
Jan.
11, 1999
"You can't stop me
like rust
So if I feel disgust,
you'll feel the thrust
Of bullets that l
bust
Making your organs
combust
Taking medicine in
Edison
These times are filled
with crimes
I attack and break
your back
If there's one lie
in your rhymes
Can't stand a bimbo
who's brain is in limbo
But I'll be an oral
sex attendant to a woman who's independent
I'm always ready
for action, constantly causing subtraction
Of week emcees and
wannabees
who cause an infraction
They are just a distraction
While I cause a physical
and mental attraction
Causing satisfaction
with every reaction
I like having thrills
with hundred dollar bills
Kill you with power
drills and roll you down hills
Clocking mad pills,
sticking faces in grills
Fame in my name while
you are no frills
It won't be a surprise
when I cause your demise
Stick my face within
your woman's thighs
Eating hair pies
Just because it's
you, I despise
And your fake-ass
disguise
I'm sick of all your
lies
You better say your
good-byes
I'll vaporize your
allies
And rip out your
eyes!
It's because you
betray, that I blow you away
It's because you
broke the code, my clip will unload
Your body all bloody,
will get all muddy
Pay attention to
every phrase
As I set your body
ablaze
Leave your mind in
a hellish maze
And let the vultures
graze
My eyes glaze with
the craze
When I'm hunting
my preys
As this four-four
sprays
I introduce you to
your last days"
-Todd E. Jones
Jan.
4, 1999
"When
I see his ass pass, I'll put him in a cast
His
life won't last when he feels the blast
Of the
magnum four-five which makes me stay alive
Rhymes
are on automatic drive as soon as I arrive
So get
your smelly ass out of my face
Before
I erase your place and turn you into an empty space
As the
woman touches my chest,
I gently
palm and touch her breasts
She
be unable to resist as I make her spine twist
Kiss
and tongue on the clitoris for an erotic bliss
But
I'm always ready for action
For
a woman's sexual satisfaction
Or a
weak poet's subtraction
I'll
cut your transaction into a fraction
I'm
taking what is yours
Smacking
your head with doors
Beating
you down to the floor
Burying
you somewhere in the great outdoors
I'm
rough around the edges
Stab
you will some door wedges
Throw
bodies off ledges
So they
fall into the hedges
So there's
nothing you can do
To my
crew from New Jeru
Bullets
will go thru you
Because
your words are not true
You're
a chicken like Purdue
Send
your body parts to Peru
With
gasoline, I'll burn you
I'll
make you eat sh*t, die, and turn blue!"
