No more Minus Plus One Show!

Thanks to the fuckfaces @ Krux I lost my show even though Hoss and I have been doing it for years. Im happy I dont have to work with unprofessional managment that doesnt give a fuck about its dj’s

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In the fire

You’re only as strong as you let yourself
Staying up forgiving so don’t sweat yourself
These roads had no meaning only if they could talk
they would tell you to get up and stop dreaming
My words are the house and the fire I see
I’ve built myself to tear myself down
I’m stronger than those who supposed
life was made to open and close
lets no complicate the wait of our mental and spiritual states
while most regret and live in past mistakes I want to go far so
I cut the cancer from my skin
It’s a brand new day to forget my sins
for all that is wrong in my life allow me to make it right
Float to the highest point only to feel that you are half way there
live for the moment because all and all no matter what it ain’t fair
Your only as strong as you think you are
people are not higher than stars
With the Tiger’s eye I see myself and as much of the pain I felt
Feeling good never felt like this and in freedom
its and why I relive my stress
My battles aren’t over but I’ve called a truce
because I can hate myself no longer so cut the abuse
I do more with my mind escaped and on the loose
and let those who wronged themselves tightened the noose
No gold at the end of the tunnel it rest deep within
if you can’t see that then that’s where I’ve been
In the spirt of the fire where everything is holy
live for yourself thats what the abuelos told me
Hate and jealousy that was the old me
so now a days I live for myself fuck the homies
even thought I still care I was rung out until I could see myself and stare
into the lights and to see my soul it was once dark now its bright
this medicine can turn you inside out and outside in
take you for a ride and show you where its been
it can heal this sick and rid you of sin
but you must make that choice
No longer am I hanging with demons and devils
no longer will I drown with others
I will walk the path with my real sisters and brothers
Feed the good wolf and fuck the bad
living never felt so good for what I had
Sacrifice is watching you tongue the beauty in a ritual
and a ceremony of one breath one mind
praying in the fire
In the spirt of the fire the demons where gone
Hurting myself it was always wrong
my words chosen like chess pieces
waiting for my next move
the world beyond myself never intrude
a rebirth like a newborn fresh and nude
even sherlock homes couldn’t find a clue
but its there in the fire
in the spirt inside sit up straight your face you can’t hide
you can build a wall of lies
but it will tumble upon you and destroy your being
the first time I haven’t used my eyes for seeing
In the spirt of the fire
where everything is holy and sacred
I must stand as a man and suffer on my own
deal with this as I live to be shown
the path of life and the bath of light
this is no longer a fight but a time to
remember who you are and where you are going
I’m going I’m getting there
Im there…

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Ode to the mother and father

The past has let me down but it has told me that I cant do it and now the bullet has been dogded again but for how long?

If you were leaving I would want to follow you so because I never got to pay you back both took bullets for me to survive

Crying tears I’ve never cried, I’ve dodged the bullets but from my past I cannot hide

Please let me show you the man I have become, tell me your proud that you raised my right as you raised my left and told me to stand like a man , Women may come and go, alcohol can be drank but its not the same without you there. You both made me
If you left I dont know what I could do to make up for my shortcoming.
You were a real man who did what you needed to. Dont you know with out you I would have not surrived? Dont you know that people will not forget all the little shit that you did for this family both of you meant so much to me. The gift of life you both suffered for me You were the strongest woman never letting me go to stray away

You cant go ! I wont let you go I must move on! I want to let you know that I am just like you ready to accept the world as it is as our fathers did and you told me not to worry its never to. My first memory was your blue eyes the eyes of true love and compassion.
The mother that held me from evil until I left
You helped a small seed grow into a giant tree and I wish I could tell you like you told me ” im proud of you” I know we’ve had our ups and down, my anger which you understood, who tried to kill you and the children who fought for you even if you were wrong the love of both I could never choose

You were and always will be the world to a small star in the deep blue skys

teaching me the blues .. strumming my guitar you told me men werent supposed to weep

so I holp my tears back and play another lifeless tune showing me my spirt

the world out of tune a mother fighting to keep it all together Children should never lose their innocence she would say the mother knows what men do not..

the blood seeps from, the chords and hopes that I had of us ever spending time as men as the man my mother raised me to be..

reflecting our reflections inspecting my life with another world. how he came out west to find himself and found himself inside of a soul. The sky gentle as it is weeps for you and I hold back my tears for the way I was treated The mother that was always there! She was alone but kept herself strong never weak as a goddess does

You both told me to be a man is to accept the consequences of your own actions

I do

Im sorry I left you in anger to find the world but you told me this is what a man does

this is what a man is the stone figure standing tall

the former shadow of myself will never over shadow you or the mother that made me

I shattered myself to let you live to see me repay you for my sins and glories

I am the next chapter to your stories the son the brighten your darkness

I will tell my sons and daughters of the things you could never learn in school

deep down inside I regret that I was a fool disrespecting you such words can never be said to a woman like you!

But here I stand playing you this simple song

So time and age may move along
My creators woman and man
so much conflict but true in actions
may equal the words to say I love you both
Mother and father the most holy inside!
The family that never left me…

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Sunshine Rymes

Words hold meaning
as gold stands gleaming
for a different life dreaming
Follow the word of a real revolution
as time is outward like pollution
I’ve see this all before
and I will not stop to think about it once more
people are like myths and old folklore
but listen to your old folks more
cause they been around like torrential down pour
Just flowing to the beat letting off steam and heat
cause we are what we eat
so in that case let me be sweet
yet sour
as I flow for hours
Talking to myself letting it be known this is how I felt
it feels good to have nothing to see
over the horizon the sun see me
to be free more than the word that exists
time I let it persist
Take me away so I can see myself
this is the first time I can be myself
Cause the sunshine is gone and thats fine
I find a new sun to lay under and rip this rhyme
They say there’s no sunshine when she gone
I’ll find a new sun to keep me warm when write this song
Because you need to treat it better but learn how to turn a letter
Can’t live in the past just it falls in the west
Distance yourself and be the best
Yet she rises in the east
as I found sunshine as I piece the puzzle
together
if the sunshine is gone
then I wrote this letter
to make my life better and rock to the beat of lissen
as the sunshine is gone I saw good riddance and keep spitting
and find another sun to share my submissions
with all of my peoples permissions
with my sunshine there I can feel smitten

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Deleting My Past

Here I sit looking through my mind
Mindless..
Thinking of the times I couldn’t change the past
or the things I took for granted
Wondering how to move forward instead of backwards
Here I sit looking at past notes and thinking of the day I was happy
I had it all lined up in a perfect circle
Love, Music, Poetry, and You
I looked back into the dark corners and saw a light
Something I forgot about
Something I took for granted
I lamented over the fact I should have moved
I laughed at myself for being scared of leaving the only place I ever called home
for the woman I loved.
Maybe this is the way its supposed to be…
Along the shores of my distance from a world where I feel jaded
Lost…
I sat reading her letters knowing that she moved on
and I smiled.. I sat writing in a notebook I hadn’t touched in forever
and it brought back good times
Smoking on the ceiling and making love in the sun
But alas.. it fled like a bat in the night time sky
All because of fear
a wise man once told me
“If you fear you lose”
and I lost
as I searched for Fame
I lost Love,
as I longed for acceptance
I lost you
As I lived for others
I lost music
and As I looked for poetry
I found despair
But this kept me sane
as I deleted the past
Old emails
Lost loves
and friendship which I ruined
I no longer had hate in my heart
I felt aware of the mistakes I had made
Deleting the only time I felt at peace
I am enlightened by the friends that kept coming back
even after I pushed them away
Then I lost myself
only to find that I hadn’t lost much
I just keep the illusions of a past I could never live
What if and I should have done
Aren’t words I hold anymore
as I hit the keys and deleted my past
I sit now looking a a blank page thinking what’s next
or how could I get to that state
It doesn’t matter now
We learn from our mistakes
I now live for what I have
my words
and the sense of knowing who I am
as I deleted my past…

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Snake Bitten

When he left this place he was 14
he had nothing but a notebook and ran into trouble
They day we were born our mothers cried because we were trouble
He had so much power so much going on inside that when we met I felt pride
He knew of music and dreamed the dreams of a teen
He wouldn’t let go
He just kept moving and running away to the bad lands
We used to record music and I remember this crazy cat
he wanted to be a dj. I’d be lying if I didn’t say
He was the one that made me this way
Escaped to Montana to find the devil waiting for him
Now 17.. He walked in hells fire
He let the demons take him over and ran with the shadows
He spoke of the Raven and the Owl as if he knew them
And he did.
There they called him pail for when he ran he would hide on the rez
because he had lived there 100 years before
He killed his soul
but it wouldn’t die
No matter how much he hated himself he couldn’t die
So he met the snake.. and talk as a demon
He told the snake his problems
about how he wanted to die and how his mother
hated him.. and his friends had died. and how even though his friends loved him back home
he never could go back to a place that didn’t feel like home
He was now 22 and like a gun he shot up
he kept the snake close
and it bit him. Sticking it’s fangs in its veins
While saying the the lords name in vain
He came back to the womb that he was ripped out of
He left the snake in place he could never go back to
He went to school got a job and a life
things were good..
Or so we thought nothing is over
and things have a way of coming back to bite you
and the snake did just that
The mother that left him no longer was there
the family he had tried to help
but the snake wrapped around his body and tried again to kill his soul
but he kept living
trying to kill yourself is hard when you have something to live for
and he met others that were bitten and then it was back to the gutters and
rooms with no windows.
He was alone
I talked to him and pray for him in the fire
Brother, I cried for my friend
but my life and his were connected
my friend was not dead but dying slowly and corrective
I saw him last and did some things
knowing that he was carrying the snake
I could see in his eyes he wanted to be released
I couldn’t help him so I cried
Now my friend is gone again
I’m hoping the snake dies
so he can be free
and all I could here was his soul saying brother
PRAY FOR ME!

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Throwing down to your level

Life has a way of throwing curve balls
I can’t live in a house where no one respects me
so I live in a place where nothing affects me
while its a sin dropped like paralyzed grins
My mouth is in the gutter next to the trash bin
this is for the people that we forgot and the has beens
I didn’t know the talk this way could make things happen
please understand I don’t know what I mean
I just know I have the means to use words to regret
some leave wounds that I’ll never forget
Getting yelled at has always been the way they talk to me
still jumping subjects like fences honorably
They want to me to forgive but I can’t let it go
for I know what I did.
How long can you throw salt on your wounds
and realize your time is gone soon.
This is the grave we dig while you’ve equated yourself to a swine
or a pig this is life show respect by giving tobacco cigs
Thrown down because I don’t no the penalty
and I don’t think I will learn it this century
This isn’t a friend and the way life was thought of
but I guess nowadays your thought to sell like a product
Can you really be making the same mistakes over
and if you weren’t drunk you’d probably make them sober
So now my talking is overrated and this choice I’ve made I’ve hated
Can’t turn back the past so I sit with my regrets and get creative
Thinking to myself if I would have made it or lost the only soul I feel kindred with
but only to get irritated with the decisions I make
All because my tongue I hate
or the sun it bakes down on the back
of a mind thats lost its tracks
Sometimes wondering if they’ll cut me some slack
and never understood why I never looked back
so in the end I hold myself and the guilt to go pitch black
and rue the day the water to the pail cracked
leaving me speechless
while users are sucking my blood like leeches
while the contract of friendships and relationship are bleached with
trying to escape to the island so I can find where the beach is

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Another 12 hour day!

So here I am in a freezing computer lab trying to figure out what my next move is going to be I’m tired and kinda hungry but I don’t want to go home cause its a long walk so I gotta wait

either way I’m just hanging out writing a movie and being bored

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No hay nada mas.

in the car
in the car
A window is an opening to the mind
for all I see is illusions and grandure and those that jump to conculsions
When you try your hardest you fail
When you desire you lose
This is troubling to a human mind bordering on the divine that stops to rhyme.
Gone is the old way of the pain that my mother carried
Gone is the hate of something I could never change
I didn’t want this life it was given to me and made for me to miss out on alot
For the light never glowed brighter than it does now
Dog whistle language speaking in terms that spread too many dimensions that leave
the reader to question.
Who am I? Am I a thought? or a person with no boundary that is only supect to his or her own demise
I didn’t choose this way.
Nor did it choose me.
As my brother Mugen would say ” It just worked out that way”
So in turn I sat floating in the sand trying to grasp the wind only to lose balance and fall
and when they found my body they picked me up and rebuilt what I once was.
Gone.
So yeah all I do is wirte poetry nowadays besides making records and beats and writing scripts and anime
my life is pretty boring but this weekend I get to go to cerimony which means alot to me so the journey always continues
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THE REALNESS OF DUN

New Hip Hop album out now

New Hip Hop album out now

Yo world what up? I finally got the Realness of Dun out right now it’s filled with 21 tracks of dopeness recorded at the Panlener House of Music and More with beats by Billy Bloodbath, MC Jesus, and Dj Pervee and Grimrot.. Email me if you want a copy and I will send it to you.. Albums are going fast email me at djdislexican@yahoo.com

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