..Letter to my unknown.. ....not done*

...... ...It's not that your shadow turns me on..

It's simple that I'm just infatuated with the idea that you exist.

Soft whispers proceed a kiss

lines shade your figure and the outline takes its place but what good is it If I cant see your face.....

Stuck on an unknown flight to the same expectance.. same girl same questions.. same eyes same complexion same smile..... I'll keep that

.. Its no longer me to believe I'll 'hit' that if I show you my six pack no wonder the real women get back .. searching for realness inside of a factory... Mattel and Hasbro...

.. ..

...Freestyle.... ..off the head off the Mac onto the Blogisphere.... enjoy... .... soon they'll be a track for it ..-_-

..I'm thinkin I like Lynn

got me with a slight grin.

the thought hit me like lightnin

the smile is brighter

got me right then

my black pen followin preceedin to where i'm writin

.. thoughts about her

soft as a pillow but hard its frightnin

have to stop now but what is the use of fightin

wonder if i tell her would she be up to likin

the fact that i spoke or the fact that i had recite this

that man on the side 'll be tight ..

there's the light then..

brightness flowed up inside of the bulb

its like i look for trouble breakin all of its laws

stealin the shine from someone else thats involved

i'm lucky but not in love...

Maybe i'm stingy

or maybe i'm that far above

that standard for respect for someone that i dug

no diggin i'm grinnin but seriously opposed to the mindstate that i had grew from

so how would i approach this chick

while walkin her to class spittin some repulsive shit?

nah...

i rather poetically propose this hit

what i already know just add to it no bogusness

but would it ever work?

i'll never know til i try but when the star and the sky meet thats when it'll fly by

time doesnt wait for noone so why wouldnt i try

what doesnt kill doesnt is a lie

but i holdin on nine lives....

(chorus).....

Delete Me!!!!!!! ...please?

by Jerry Nizzy'Khida Mackey on Tuesday, October 12, 2010 at 9:38pm

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..heh.... I don't need to write this down for this to take relevance.. I call you a bitch cause of your facade and all its relevance... I wish I could spit a flame from miles away but i doubt you would feel it in ya climate.. I'm heartless so I don't mind it if you try to lie to my face ...To be honest I was never blinded.. I don't subliminal name call .. you feelin special? guess who and I'll answer just to let you know...

Rough Draft ..Nizzy - "I Promise"

DON'T TAKE ME SERIOUS!! lol... i'm just testin the waters.... this is my first project... enjoy

ps: The instrumental is by Charles Hamilton called "Wild Misinformation"

...Words Spoken by Wale......

This is aint all great but a mere portion of a semi-important life
Far from a complaint, but a mere look at the present showin you the changes that I made
The proverbial lemonade that I made
I made my mistakes, you see life's lemons often times come in a abundance,
in conjunction with the pressure that we're under
underrated some would say, hated, and some say it's the things I say or how I say em.
And I admit, in this race I tend to struggle to relate in words
It's like I'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard
I guess I gotta wait, deprived by the station's eye
Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves
Thank God for the free thinkers, for you keep me in mind,
in this state of mind that I'm in, for you keep me in the race with the baton that yall give
and they hype beat, street wear, Versace and Vutton that I'm in
and really don't matter unless yall comin with
no days off, may we rip the face of the whole game off,
I'm gon say it to yall, I'm gonna put my faith in yall when I don't understand me
They say im runnin hip-hop but I'd rather unify with yall then stampede
And lastly for everybody who doubted I can't live without you, please
Continue to inspire the fire that is my re-dedication to greatness yall
Paint a picture to A.D. to freestyles to famous songs we out 'chere
Unforgettable gestures, unmeasurable effort, to pleasure the masses with impeccable work ethic
Let's get it, I go hard, no days off

.........Minute Interlude Please...

....I'm not Charles Hamilton....

..but I am Khida' the Hedgehog........ Rings I race for... the kind that doesnt blind no green... not to get mistaken.... the pace makes it worth it but the speed is that need to get ya momentum goin...... No slowin down for me.... I'm past reality and now I'm floatin on cloud nine... past 10 and I'm on to the next one.... This Nerd in my head but quite absurd as I am when I am holdin the pen........

....Powerless....

Succumbed to the power of the eyes

. . .a slideshow depicted with glances

It's the most easiest to capture. . . whether its the frame or the passion

An attraction of this magnitude can only be matched

with the same gaze of acknowledgement. . .

I'm silenced . . but the hollowness in my chest makes sounds when I'm walkin

in a way I'm kind of out of it . . .

Succumbed to the motion of this . . .

To the risen thought . . .

from the forgotten . . . sort of blocked from an opportunity,

Approaching with a sense of invincibility

No lesser than the Man with the "S" on his chest

. . so that means the cryptonite is the Eyes. . . .

Still. .