Fuck What Ya Heard October 29, 2017March 12, 2023 Thomas James Johnson III Vincek #Absurd, #ALL, #Always, #Angel, #Bird, #Biz, #Bones, #Broken, #Combine, #Connect, #Craves, #Curb, #Dirt, #Dots, #Down, #Electric, #Eyes, #Frozen, #Fuck, #FuckWhatYaHeard, #Heard, #Homegrown, #Inside, #Invisible, #Keep, #Knees, #Lies, #Lost, #Loves, #Me, #Mine, #WhiteReflectsWhite Don’t touch my tools You could get broken bones You’re always in my biz What the fuck do you know About my homegrown As I connect the dots I make visible What was invisible Thought you knew White reflects light Fuck what ya heard I’m not about the words All about the verbs Try not to swerve Hit the curb Or you’ll get served For spreading such dirt You know that I’m the type That loves it real So fuck what ya heard I’m gonna show you what I learned So go sing like a bird You sound like a turd Plainly absurd Don’t listen to the lies Keep your eyes on mine You’re in for a surprise You’ll love the size Gonna get lost in this rhyme Show you how we can combine One rhythm Frozen in time I am your angel Who craves you inside Electric surges Pulsating inside So fuck what ya heard You’ll always be mine Share this:TweetEmailPrintShare on TumblrPocketTelegramWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
Disturbance January 27, 2016August 12, 2020 Thomas James Johnson III Vincek #Apprehension, #Attention, #Behind, #Breaking, #Close, #Connection, #Controversial, #Convention, #Dicomfort, #Disgust, #Disrespect, #Enter, #Existence, #Expression, #Extension, #Feel, #Heard, #Help, #Hint, #Interject, #Invention, #Leave, #Like, #Lost, #Mentioning, #More, #Needs, #Neglect, #Never, #NoExceptions, #Nothing, #Pay, #Placed, #Project, #Protect, #Purpose, #Recollect, #Redirect, #Reflect, #Rehearsal, #Reject, #Rhymes, #Rough, #Rush, #Servants, #Slightest, #Surface, #Takes, #Tension, #Time, #TJWhiteWolf, #Turbulence, #Verses, #Voice, #Worth, #Wrecked, #Writing, Disturbance I thought I heard in your voice Just the slightest hint Of your disgust I know you wish nothing more Then my existence never been I’m here to leave behind The cause for your disturbance Can you feel the turbulence A rough rush of discomfort For you and all your servants They lost all purpose Breaking through the surface Writing rhymes like verses Now look who needs a rehearsal Still controversial With no exceptions The tension in your expression Shows the connection In your invention Pay close attention When you enter the convention You’ll be filled with apprehension No simple extension worth mentioning You shall not reject nor disrespect The more you reflect The more I’ll project Just so you can see I am the cause for your disturbance Can’t help I like to protect Even all that has been wrecked I will not neglect While you recollect I’ll interject Do what it takes to redirect What has been placed Until such time I am the cause for your disturbance Share this:TweetEmailPrintShare on TumblrPocketTelegramWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
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