BB's Gun: Poetically Poppin'

[Killa BB]

"Intermission"

Breathless intermission.
Loss of inhibition.
Skin to skin.
Shudderin'.
Listen, listen, listen.
Candle throw,
A wet shadow,
Of lust across the kitchen.

Pausing for a moment.
Melting in the moment.
So completely,
Indiscreetly,
Open, open, open.
Pulses matched,
Souls attached.
Every record broken.

Something like a fever.
Only so much deeper.
Intertwined.
Losing minds.
Deeper, deeper, deeper.
Pleasure bound.
Second round.
Make me a believer.

[Killa BB]

Dating is worse than old take-out.
Make out after make out. Fake out after fake out.
You don't break up for reasons, you break up just to break out.
The break out's just a break, then... You end up breakin' back in! You wonder what mistake was made the last time you departed,
not knowing that the big mistake was ever getting started.
Who the hell thought of this? Didn't they do a test run?
If I want a man, why can't I just go online and buy one?!
And maybe get a preview like "He's great... until he speaks."
or "This Deluxe model is a really wealthy... sneak."
That would save a lot of time. Lord knows I been wastin' mine. Lord, I might be out of line, but seriously... what's your plan?!
Do you really mean to keep sending me the seemingly secure?
And if so can I get a heads up on about how many more?
Oh, the humanity. Idiocy and vanity are eating away at my sanity.
The game of love is rigged!
Stranded here, I'm bound to be.
So many fools surrounding me
that I can't even stand back to see
if the picture of love is big.

[Killa BB]

Venus
I never met her
But they say I have a few of her ways
Between us
I think I'm better
But I'll let you be the judge in this case
Distant
You might say that
If you never had the guts to come close
Heated
I won't deny it
I get angry now and then, as do most
Cloudy
I have my secrets
If I didn't, you could not be intrigued
Deadly
I highly doubt it
You may land here, and you surely may leave
Heavenly
I'll go with that one
And I'm closer to my God everyday
Venus
I never met her
But I'll say "Hello" to her on the way

[Killa BB]

Run it back.
I like the part where we meet
I really like what I see
And really think it could be
A possibility

Reeeeeewiiiiiiiiiind!
And let me feel it again
I feel it under my skin
That is one beautiful grin!
Oh, the possibilities

One more time
Happen to enter my view
I'm kinda taken by you
Just tryina wait for my cue
And opportunity

Pause the time
And look at me for a while
Don't move a muscle, just smile
As I'm recording your style
Into my memory

[Killa BB]

In my soul
I run through the streets
With brightly colored flags
Surrounded
By other nappy headed children
Our hearts together beat...
BUMP da-boom da-boom
BUMP da-boom da-boom
BUMP da-boom da-boom

In my soul
I'm just about nine years old
I'm not hungry
I don't care to know
The meaning of cold
I have the knowledge
Of far better things
I can teach you to play...

BUMP da-boom da-boom
BUMP da-boom da-boom


In my soul
My name is
JABULANI!
I can not think
Of a reason to look down
I do not think
My feet are even on the ground
But I hear my dancing feet...

BUMP da-boom da-boom
BUMP da-boom da-boom
BUMP da-boom da-boom
BUMP da-boom da-boom

In my skin
I am blatantly Brown
In my father's eyes
I am brilliant Gold
In my soul
I am obliviously
About nine years old

How Old Are You?

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Yo B this was mad dope like your poetry i was really feelin "Looping" it was mad tight

[Killa BB]

Thank You! I'm obviously more of a poet than an EmCee... but I do try to get wit y'all every now and then... LOL.

[Killa BB]

Dull men have sought me with futility.
Weak men view me as an object of utility.
Wise men have taught of my virtuosity.
Brave men approach me out of curiosity.
Great men have fought for the mere possibility.
Strong men attempt to impress me with virility.
Cold men seek out the warmth of my humanity.
Cute men rank me second place to vanity.
Poor men are those who charge for humility.
Rich men are those to whom I've shown fidelity.

[Killa BB]

Give me my room to SCREAM, I feel stuck
More than the breath I breathe, I want life!
I'm trying to rely on Godand not luck
I'm not a beneficial friend, call me Wife
My sons look up to me, that's half right
My hands cause other's dreams to be truth
But yet they forsake my own, as I write
Womanhood clings for dear life to youth

My own reflection's changed, I know her
But she doesn't look the same, she seems lost
Yet to become anything she'd prefer
Between life, love and dreams she's been tossed
Give me my space to run, I feel trapped
More than the will to live, I want growth
Every cheek I turn I will be slapped
I can't plead the 5th and I'm under oath
I close my eyes so the tears don't roll out
I smile since my other expressions are banned
Blind and grinning... the world turned me out
The devil slipped a note right into my hand

Who am I to lead when I follow none?
Who among you believes that I'm fit?
What's my simple candle next to the sun?
What if I can do no more and this is it?

[Killa BB]

I enter a room and all commotion ceases.
Eyes break me down into little pieces.
Hands want to touch but they feel unworthy.
A rare work of art, afraid they'll hurt me.
Ears die to hear what I sound like talking.
I'm followed anywhere that I feel like walking.
Chairs automatically get pulled out.
Stares find their ways up to my full pout.
The looks that I get could burn right through me.
So could the beholders of my unchained beauty.
I'm often undressed by untrained eyes.
A fortune for a glimpse of my upper thighs.
An arm for the mere promise of a chance.
A life for the honor to have this dance.
I enter the room and all fall in love.
Until I walk away and leave them with the memory of…

[War and Peace]

mad original-

this is a phat breath of fresh air-

i'm really feelin ALL of these darts-

peace b-

[War and Peace]

yo B-

who are your fav poets/emcees??

[Killa BB]

yo B-

who are your fav poets/emcees??

I'd be amiss if I didn't say Lauryn Hill right off the bat. I see her as the perfect combination of the two. But I gotta say I'm a fan of the classics. Old heads who were never emcees at all. I'm talkin anybody from Nikki Giovanni, to Maya Angelou, to Edgar Allen Poe! LOL There's something to be learned and enjoyed in everyone's verse.

[Killa BB]

I think to sink my teeth into you would be
A sensation similar to flying

How else could I steal a taste of Heaven
Before dying?

Evocative your presence
Your manner melts mine to mess
If the Queen were to ride the Knight...
How changed would be the game of chess?

My breasts request your treasured touch
My touch begs for your coveted reception
I have set a goal to experience enough
My hope is to first exhaust of affection
Savoring my stolen taste of the Heavens
Drinking my own vermouth from your hands
Pledging to die after one more dance
To my sensuous rhythm for which you stand

Whether you speak truth or lie… lie down
Be my pedestal this night into the next
Indulge your newfound lust for true luxury
Inhale me. Drink me. Trace my neck

Turn my blood to wine
Speak to me in ways you would not publicly dare
Stroke my entirety
Without removing your fingers from my hair
Translate my words into actions
Make my actions speak louder than Mr. Davis
Let Miles continue to blow abstractions
As you fly me to simply unspeakable places

Laying me, finally, contented to rest
My heartbeat refusing to realize that we've paused
A stolen bit of Heaven to my chest tightly pressed
Delighted to burn in the flames that you've caused

Grant me my wish for a sampling of that
If I cannot be satiated, you must grant my wish twice
Though Heaven awaits me somewhere in the future
Tonight I must devour just one slice

[Killa BB]

Incessant Red
You wanna be my favorite color
You want it bad
But you aint Blue
You think you're better
That aint true
I tried you on and
You are not my size
You can not change my mind
It would be easier to change my
Eyes
And you, Red
You said
You would change your color
For me
My beloved Blue
Would never do that to me
At best
You might pass for Maroon
But never
Not ever Blue
No amount of paint can sway me
Come on, Red
You fail to play me
Translucent Red
Hole in my head
Better than nothing, but
Better off dead
If you're waiting for me to love you
Dear unfortunate Red
It's not your fault
You were just
Born on the wrong end of the spectrum
I guess
But I know you're a bloody mess
I wash my hands of you
Excuse me
You're blocking my view
Of my perfect, priceless
BLUE