Broken Dreams

Broken Dreams

We live and we live
Till truth becomes our dream.
We die when we die
Till u realize; things just aren't what they seem.
You live to become part of the scheme
Fittin in aint for you; you're not part of the team.
And yur moms on ya back cuz she wants u to read.
She dont understand, books wont feed u
Like selling this weed. Now thats indeed: a fact.
So now u get money; "oh u dunno how to act!"
U wanna be a what? You aint gonna get money doin that
I said ma; have u seen the clothes on mah back!
All this networking I do which you call a distract.
Mother oh mother of mine
My money is ur money
Dont worry, this spoken word is no crime.
And if I indulge in the sippery & my dialogue becomes jittery;
When i do its a toast to u
Today we are here but tomorrow we'll shine.
So i open my notebook on a daily
I do it upon request
No; im not tryna be on tv
I just want my respect!
If u cant see correct nigga put on ur specs.
Yes my dream might seem unconventional
Thats to avoid any regrets
You kno Im all about a dollar and a dream
So why be so perplexed?!
Mom listen;
Im trynna flip the script on life!
Im a complex man; my path is so correct.
Why dont u know what that means, broken dreams are the little things that come before fame.
So learn the game; its not what u kmow its who.
Still trynna find a connect; its about time pay is due.
Do this do that ur lifes is full of appointments.
While tryna find a good girl; that'll wont bring disappointments.
So mother im sorry; im not a fein with addictions
Broken dreams are just part of my life
Those r my pills; no prescriptions ;)

A Mess

City so cold&rainy remind me of a girl who cried V dun blame me. Wind; caresses ur neckless forgets ur her bes friend then its back 2 a mess.

What lies in this rain are not stories of fame nor dimmed lights where lovers refrain; from one or da otha open arms breed love like no otha.

My mind is at war; won't be easy score, dis game's pretty tight unlike a room fulla whores. Back up Shocked again? I told u da wrd is S-I-N.

And I know, a life without yours will heel all of the sores call it addiction cuz ur love it aint fiction, reflect b4 causin constriction.

Sit back, go rewind play a record; remember hes nice but always finishes second. No clue what to do; she reminds of u, damn now wat do we do.

Haha my story's not ended her tears are as fake as da prez's debates. She put up a fight & reads from a script.. Her biggest fear is my exit.

And I know, I know that when the time takes it toll; you wanna come back SHYt! Ur stories gettin so old. Remedy equals closin that chapter.

Closin the chapter, turn the page; ur history now. HIS - story not mine, so easy to breathe now.

Rhythm Divine

Rhythm Divine

My rhymes rhyme and in do time
my mind presses rewind..stop;
in the middle of a line,
I press pause to hear

the audiences' applause.

Pardon me for there are no excuses,
'scuse me.. When I'm out;
up in the air
go the dueces.

Are you tryna kill me with these rhymes?
All these words sounding so divine.
I just wanna fly away and get up outta here.
this world so cold and dreary,

what a bore to destroy,
yet it's an adore we've conformed,

in this world, we'll be on board,
forever till we have escaped this stupid door.

Oh Lord, take away this sore.
I don't wanna be here anymore.

Forever and more, from me to you,
words galore
pouring out these super pores


(c) Virgilio Mendez and Rafaelina Siri

http://rafaelicecile.blogspot.com
http://realrecognizereel.blogspot.com

A LIFE TO LIVE...

MY LIFE CONSISTS OF MOMENTS, MOMENTS THAT KEEP ME AWAKE, SAVORING

EACH ...



TIME THE SUN RAYS HIT MY EYES, I CHOOSE TO LIVE AT NIGHT SO WHEN THE SUN


COMES UP I CAN LIVE FOREVER. FOREVER YOUNG AT HEART, MY SOUL WILL NEVER REST. REST WHEN I DIE, I SHALL EMBRACE THE DAYS N NIGHTS FOR LIFE IS ONLY ONE.



MAKE THE BEST OF YOUR TODAYS.

iN tHE ZonE

Have you ever sat down and just really took the time to listen to lyrics?
After a peace cyphe ritual with 2 of my closest friends, we chose to listen to the game's best lyricists... An assortment of greats like Yey (Kanye West) , Talib Kwali, Biggie, Jay Z, Cudi..etc

What a Moon Trip!
We picked apart and deciphered lyrics that to many mean different things but we decoded them as if we were in the artist mind at the time he/she made the song.
As if they were in the booth, feeling the bass and goosebumps rising as their voices do.

I t was truly a euphoric feeling, to be able to think and be in the same state of mind aas the artists when they created the masterpiece; it makes being a fan feel like you're their homie! It all made so much sense....

How Kanye made 808 beats with African influence; as in the 'mother land' as in "I want to go back to my mother land" that turns into I WANT MY MOTHER BACK! Think about gus, he lost his mom... that's the 1 & only mother you'll ever have. How he was so chill in graduation saying 'You can't tell me nothing' to the ppl who hate because I graduated, what u gotta say now?
How 'Flashing Lights' was dedicated to a woman ... think . . .

I know it's been a while,
Sweetheart, we hard-ly talk, I was doing my thing
I know I was foul bay-bay,
a-bay late-ly you been all on my brain,
And if somebody would've told me a month ago
Fronting though, yo I wouldn't wanna know
If somebody would've told me a year ago
it'd go, get this difficult
Feeling like Katrina with no fema
Like Martin with no Gina
Like a flight with no visa
First class with the seat back I still see ya
In my past, you on the other side of the glass
Of my memory's museum,
I'm just saying, Hey Mona Lisa,
come home you know you can't Rome without Caesar

GET IT?: Sittin' in 1st class i still see ya, meaning Im graduated I have success but I still see ya..
Imagine sittin in 1st class wit a bad ass model next to you but throughout the success and the BS you still see the girl you love back home, like damn I love her. I think he was goin thru some relationship issues, but people only look at titles and dont think about the true meaning of the song.

Depicting words is hard to do, songs are messages in cypher. Thinking like an artists helps you see why things are the way they are, it helps you understand the song, the meaning & persona of their music so much better.

So next time, please guys, carefully listen to your favorite artists and really understand where they are comin from. More to come...



Picture of Kid Cudi