The Art Buddha In Me

Saw the violence
of the greed
we battle the war
and forget the seed
art is the Buddha in me
hovering over mountain tops
see me flying through trees?
skip and dance through
branches
lighter than the heaviest flea
free style-in with my art tablet
1 and 2 and 3
bust a sound cough-in up a storm
You thought you be like metal project doors
Guns won't stop and will pierce through you
My art won't stop and will pierce through you.
This is that.. I just do!
The Art Buddha in Me will soon be in you.

little girl's and boy's smile
takes me miles and miles
vision of power and towers
how money can devour
their path to cause harm
to the grandfathers.
builders of nation
and culture creations
The Art Buddha in me
with ultimate dedication
bust a pic to voodoo you boo boo!
Puttin on your full metal jackets, but you know
Guns won't stop and will pierce through you
My art won't stop and will pierce through you.
This is that.. I just do!
The Art Buddha in me will soon be in you.


Chickens run
cuz you got the gun
ego up
but you all corrupt
you don't see past the midst
to the higher calling
you keep walking your walk
and don't see you falling
the sky is lit
but there is only one street lamp
Here to smack reality
in your peaceful calamity
Guns won't stop and will pierce through you
My art won't stop and will pierce through you.
This is that.. I just do!
The Art Buddha in me will soon be in you.

Straight Jacket

Seek and you shall find
me
kindly
I push you away like you push me
white on skin
tight bind like kin
Tiger stance
against the demon flow
from Mr "Always On The Go, Yo"
can't trust in you to finish what you started
cheated me by not sharing your luck
Dude.. You suck!
So I tuck
my shirt in to travel east
where all the minorities feast on fashion
and art and fruit tarts.
Dilapidated buildings is the inspiration
Steel tracks above city streets
make the scene unique.
Miss my city days
Now that I know you
I unwrap and go my own way...

Danger!!

passion grip like dogs in heat
took my virginity with the rhythm of beats
DJ flows and we leap
and hit-ted the bed concrete
hidden valleys between garbage dumpsters graffiti walls
made love like batman and robin
in the underground cave, bathroom stall
love is a four letter word in the works
between you and me we made us on our turf
bond like crazy glue
nothing can tear us into two
and the music flow from headset to toe
hand pressures causes our juices to flow
I am lost
You are found
The stars stare
through the metal steps
The lights flicker and passes by
red and blue and white
then peace
discombobulated without rhyme and reason
love is..

(In my robot voice)

Danger Robinson!!
Machine intellect mental instructor
flesh robot designed to passion fruit fuck
companion design relationship un-tucked.

Fat Jesus

Had this dream
fat Jesus smacking little boy
saying "Gay no, here's a magazine."
I crucified the christ
Because he bleed lard
and hated the retard
Oozing cellulite
and blowing up like dynamite
firecracker
He was the smacker
I couldn't live the life
I was meant to be
Cuz fat Jesus was to greedy
Serve him and Serve Him
and I was like "I am in sin..
In Sin.. In Sin.. No Sun for me"
I flow all the nasty
or did I read him wrong the first time
He is God Congeniality
Friendly to the lost
not like all the hypocrisy
That these pharisees did to me.

So all you fat Jesus' leave me be
He is the way,
not the one you showed me.
OKayeee!

Too Loud For Mista Neighba'

Beats off the wall
bouncing the paintings off the wall
the dining room doin' the wop
and the music won't stop

And I just watched
Mrs. Rhythm and Mr. Bass
and Electronic Jr
Run out in haste
through the walls
Mr. Neighba' yellin' at me
powder fist pounding on his walls

I don't know
I am Rat, and you all are dopes...
Ruin my groove,
at least let me finish all that I gotta do!!!

Hold Me Down

How much does it hurt to love someone and that person was unable to love you back. Letting go is the hard part, and we need all the support to move on from the pain, no matter where it stems from.

Vagabonds

Music inspires me to write.. It charges me up and tunes me in to places I never thought I can go. I love sounds and break beats. Something unusual, music that doesn't force me to think one way but gives me the ability to roam and examine. Music is my own high..

Its Quiet In Midtown

I am not normal. Immediately I want to write a poem or something off the wall instead the usual blah, blah.. Today was new to me and everyday afterwards it will be even newer. I finished my website. www.fellapanik.com. I am about to publish my book. I just created an outfit for my buddy, to support him a drag competition, I helped a family out during the Midtown/Central Pa flood crisis. All in the past 4 days. Everyday is new to me. Thank GOD, who ever you are... So my year isn't over. Oh'.. If I die tonight, leave the red glitter stuck in my finger nails.