Cupid an Psyche

Curse my eyes,
lest I fall in love again,
one mind with Venus,
punishment is due to this unlawful sin,
beauty and poise averted eyes from a goddess,
winged judgment to give your bittersweet lips a kiss,
a task for this messenger unseen,
heaven hear my orison that it will end with me invisible Cupid,
and you Psyche my queen.

The Life of a Candle

I'll just burn for you silently,
a single candle in the wind,
longing to be joined by another,
waiting for this loneliness to end,

but as time passes,
my life grows short,
a flicker,
signalling the arrival of Charon to port,

I'll continue to reach for the heavens,
as I come closer to my grave,
drowning in my tears of wax,
remembering the warmth I once gave.

Sweat

I'm not the best,
but I'm better,
I'll wear my swag like an argyle sweater,
I'm BA,
to a tee,
brought to you by the letter D,
man John Cena can't see me,
exited the dragon,
left it to Bruce Lee,
entered the fists,
twisted the milk duds of Evil Betty,
listenin' to this bebop got me rockin' steady,
bobbin' my head got me a little dizzy gillespie,
I was born ready,
I spit that PK Fire,
got my homerun bat and teddy,
spent all day fighting evil,
don't mind me,
I'm just a little sweaty.

Nailed it

You may have fame,
but it's apparent you're lame,
you're the thimble,
I'm the Monopoly banker,
I run the game,
the beat was too wild,
opened my mouth to tame it,
my tongue whips,
my lips so loose they drip,
and when I spit,
you see ripples triple,
these sound waves cripple,
pops your ear drums like pimples,
it's messy being a lyrical assassin,
I killed it,
nailed it,
now I unfasten,
unleashed the beast,
bring out the kraken,
I'm raw like sushi,
fry me up little Tunechi,
I eat punks for breakfast,
but for now I'm snackin',
and I walk protected,
there's no need to be packin',
Yeshua's what you're lackin',
concerned with money and women,
but stay mackin',
the devil's got you in his pocket,
keep pluggin' evil like it's a socket,
I chalk it up to secular society,
but you'll dismiss my words as religious piety,
to you Christians are just a variety of Neanderthals,
you may be big or tall,
but you can never snatch from His hands,
He'll never topple,
He'll never fall,
there's still time to revolve,
180,
and with that fact I'll keep my resolve,
and strive to answer His call daily.

I'll Follow

Girl you don't need starch,
my flow's so hard,
it'll straighten out a boulevard,
some dudes just need to stop rappin',
you sound like you got your inspiration from a birthday card,
crusader please,
get down on your knees,
pray and never cease,
follow His will 'til sweet release,
I dwell on peace,
and trust me,
I'm just hairy,
there's no wolf beneath this fleece,
however when it comes to rhymes I'm a beast,
alright,
I'm probably the least,
but the first finish last,
and even though I'm passed and even lapped,
He supplies me with infinite mana,
so I'm never tapped,
overflow me with Your spirit,
I pray my vessel's never capped,
open and close my doors,
He's lookin' out,
so I'm never trapped,
I'll go where You send me,
and trust in You that I'll adapt,
I'm never lost,
You've got it mapped,
and even when I'm strapped for cash,
it's to You that I'll dash,
in the end money's paper,
why litter the streets of gold with some trash.

Main Course

Now, I'm on some other level ish,
don't be mad,
red in the face,
you're looking a little devilish,
woah, calm down,
take a breather,
you might blow up like a puffer fish,
I know you just got served and didn't like it,
so I'll serve you another dish,
I'm the maitre d' and we're onto the main course,
I'll leave you standing there with your head handed to ya with no remorse,
of course,
I'm plagiarizing because God is my source,
His word is on my heart,
and those words I will endorse.

Hollywood

Comin' fresh,
I flow the Old and New Testament,
the rap game's starting to stink,
I'm bringin' it some Brute and breath mints,
there's some that share my sentiments,
some people just give 2 cents,
anted up,
I'm all in,
I'm gonna use all of it,
and some say it's common sense,
but you also have idiots talkin' politics,
sure you're talented on stage slick,
your slap stick,
it's very nice,
but like Johnny Reubonic said,
how does that make you qualified to give America advice?

When I Roll

When I roll,
it's with many members,
and we roll deep,
a flock of sheep,
and when we rock out,
we get frenzied like Shark Week,
we're here to tell the truth no matter what,
call us Wikileaks,
and I'm an ardent enthusiast,
call me a Jesus freak,
and I'll wear my Jesus on my sleeve,
never will I creep,
it's open eyes toward the skies,
you won't catch your boy asleep,
and I won't skip on faith but I'll take a giant leap,
and I'll keep His words on my heart,
fearfully and wonderfully made,
I'm a vessel,
a regular work of art,
blessed with wisdom,
though even with a few silver hairs,
I still don't look very smart,
haha any of you that just agreed,
meet my blow dart,
my wit's so sharp,
I'll pop your brain like balloons on Mario Kart,
I'm hungry for truth in the morning,
and the word is my Pop Tart,
it's got everything I need,
a spiritual Wal-mart,
God stands at your door knocking,
it's time to do your part,
opening the door sounds like a good start.

Caffeine

Man I'm so tired,
but that's what you get when you're a slave for hire,
wish I could meet the guy who made 5 Hour Energy and call him a liar,
(PK get back ta work),
yes sire,
slap the Sandman's mama,
then throw him on a funeral pyre,
I'll have to drink 5 Red Bulls,
flip his vehicle,
and pop his tires,
I'm crashing,
I'm in dire need of some caffeine,
I've turned into an energy drink crack fiend,
those who lack sleep know what I mean,
brewing takes too long,
I'll eat the coffee beans,
Mt. Dew's a gateway drug,
I've been throwin' back before I was a teen,
look at me now,
got Rock Star cookin' on a spoon,
think it's time to get clean.

Stained

I'm the freshest honky,
got the DNA of Listerine,
I spit Orbit gum,
a dirty mouth that came clean,
and if you live your life for God,
then you know what I mean,
blood like bleach,
that's the power of the Nazarene,
transformed me into a mirror,
I'm no longer seen,
I'm shining,
because now He's my sheen,
I was cracked and dirty,
thank God Jesus intervened.

Disclosure

Copyright © 2011 David Jones All Rights Reserved

It's An Art Form

I write my lyrics with a 4B pencil,
and it's all free hand,
no need for a stencil,
I like to keep my designs simple,
so I leave out the bright lights and tinsel,
my style rests on a rock,
so the only way I can flow is with a chisel,
for those that think they're hot,
they can stick to their shizzle and nizzles,
fo' rizzle,
it's lukewarm,
I'm gonna spit that fire while they fizzle,
get the crowd to move their feet like the dance floor sizzles,
I'm a steak dinner,
you punks are just the gristle,
I roll with a 116 cavalry,
haters can come with their pistols and missiles,
you've just been served a pink slip,
consider this a formal dismissal.