Nicro &His Head at 1:10 pm (Day 8)

im coming in hard on this one
im submerge in madness
like tsunami's in the rain season
my skin was cut like a fish stick
like the shark skin ending with no fins
but its ok no healing factor but recovering faster
its new years i should be doing constructive
but im working til morning
blasting when i land in the kitchen
like im flying to my home island
back to reality with force from mace windu's lightning
i have a couple of hours to thing back about the past
but i dont really ... give a fuck so lets move on
i declare two-thousand-nice a new virgin
im ready for her year long celebration
going to buy 356 condoms in the seduction departement
fucking 2009 whats going to happend?
WELL
if you kill the savior
the world will become a terror
mostly america but who's in the media?
so whoever is thinking of killing him
fall back that wouldnt be wise
these are threats from the futur
the slaughtering that will occur...
thats fucking absurd
positive thinking is the medecin
going back to school
still the best motivation
this is a dedication
to mary jane and cheating girlfriends
its a farsight
i see the futur on the horizon
so fast im already in 20.10

Nicro & His Head at 3:47 pm (Day 7)

i love being late
life is too fast
cant i take a break
several brakes actually
like at christmas i took a break of hate
not hating because i didnt get no presents
not hating because i was absent not present
but hating because i stopped caring
for most of the people in my life thats daring
but i still love them tho but it wont show
its a love hate relationship like snow
i hate snow but i still have fun with it
thats why i move like a ninja on ice
but back to the subject at hand
*oh by da way i cut my hand but thats another story*
yeah christmas i went to see the family
no love
just angry eyes and a tearful goodbye
but they dont understand and im not the one to explain
im a louzy teacher when it comes to compassion
unless your a bum and its freezing il give you a quarter
or whatever
but christmas would of been dead if i wasnt with my best friends
meaning my couzins , mary jane and booze
that made me grin like Ivan ooze
thank god we were together for this joyful cipher
made me happy to have a close family
but my older relatives dont really agree
im a loner if you hurt me you wont see nicki
its as simple as pouring adamantium on my bones
pain makes people stronger
when i finish this post i wont read it again
its a painful memory of a happy anniversary

Nicro & His Head At 5:03pm (Day 6)

going back to school
happier then pranksting an april fool
time for another abstract session
because i cannot function like the school wants
its pretty simple i hate rules and using rulers too
when i get into these hallways i get devilish
i think about corruption,hot girls and packing condoms
thats why because of my wild side i get on the staffs good side
always smilling and socializing but behind my head
i want to kick your ass you school feds
but you dont matter your all old and not appealing
thats why my eyes only focus on every ethnicity in my vicinity
i like tasting the rainbow because they come in bows,veils,berets
and sometimes tankini but hey thats on fridays when its hot and sweaty
hopefully my sessions starts in january
maybe ill see the teacher i wrote mad love letters
or the drug counselor that gave me her number but to stressed to call her
but my couzin told me she was gone since the start of the semester
damn i remember her like she was a fresh picked mary jane flower
because she did smoke weed occasionnaly thats what she wanted to do with nicki
but baby have you seen all those honeys
smoking weed like an addiction and cute as hell also
how can i say no to 2 puffs of dro ? 2009 come on
but after its time to go back to class
you already know im going to pass
im smart
maybe not academically because picking a pencil is boring
but in every other context i have a nice intellect
so ill probably graduate by mind blowing these simpletons
like last year in february promise my arab chick
that ill get 60 per cent and more by being a bore
not taking notes,doing homework and missing half the days
guess what i passed anyway
how did i do that dont ask me
thats like optimus prime telling you how he transfomrs
its out of your normal form

Nicro & His Head at 12:32pm (Day 5)

im not a gun man
but if i was or will be
then this is the history
wake up in da morning
light it up going outside looking up
sun is shining telling nigga its time 4 griding
lets do it sticks up,holds up and pistol whips with glocks
so i go back inside kiss my saturday bitch see you later miss alligator
see she wears taryn rose dustyn croc suede bronze
so you got the point
anyway
back outside jumping on the suzuki biplane
which i call kaneda's red bike
but gotta stay in reality life is dangerous
im stressed out nervous oh but weed came with focus
so heading to a unknown destination looking over the horizon
having sickening punished typed visions about wifey killed
but i was raises by scrooge mcduck i was raised on ducks and bucks
so i get a call saying to head to this direction
no problem i know the destination
pull out the berreta92sb looking mean with the GG Gucci
kick the door in
bad puerto rican cocaína reina
then this tied up mexican looking like umberto robina
and i was assigned to eliminate mister chico
pulled out the HTG Cycle 2 with suppressor rapido
yeah you didnt think i had another one negro
then did a prayer ala jules winffield
but kept looking at mami's tits distracted
the pressing of the clip
but after 5 seconds i fired
blood everywhere
getting paid in an hour
going back home
walk in the front door
gun is on board
then i see baby waiting for me
at her finest just begging for daddy

Nicro & His Head At 1:08am (Day 4)

im alone in my zone
dont let the other post fool you its only me
the lonely kid from the inner city
who's introverted
went to 2 different psychiatrist and he still persist
i think to much thats what she told me
why dont you relax do some constructive activities
lady,
im a black nympho who smokes dro and lay's low
my life isnt moving forward its on pause
give me the fucking remote so i can fast forward
to nicki in 10 years with wifey and his little baby
living a moderate life with no recession hopefully
life will be a little more easy
but thats my wishful thinking because i am tainted
by evil presences,inner self and love
i made a deal with a demon to release me from
my mental slavery in exchange for a scroll
with my soul i know thats cold
but he helped me nonetheless
gave me my first love session
that lasted a year
like a band recital it never stopped
addicted to her like Kurt was to his guitar
if i was a musician i would bust out the sitar
but as you know it was over 5 months ago
so my inner self felt solitude
only thing that can ensue some happyness
is the empty love i get from a empty casket
im talking about a women not a coffin
i know she doesnt love me or cares for me
but she usually calls nick in the evening
get together watch a movie talk about dirty laundry
and proceed to licking the clit to infinity
and then im gone
darn what a waste of a day
still contemplating my mental distability
still smoking like its the 60's
stil going to see this bad chick with full lips
and perky tits
my life is boring isnt it ?