One Week

If I had one week to live I would get in touch with the artist within me.

The one that strives and battles to come but is shut down by society.

That person would need to live free and come out. She would have to practice to get to where she once was. Her brain, like a jewel would shine when inspiration was present.

Being able to explain the beautiful observations of the world is a gift. A truly unexplainable, unforgettable gift. Only a free spirit can go to limbo and continue creating there for centuries to come. If our minds are what rule our own personal universe, then its only rational I would need to get that creative Irina back to the way she once was when poetry and art was just verbal play and it happed all day everyday. I need to go back to the feeling on writing up on the arc in PARIS. That was too good to be true. I wish I could wake up on that arc every dam morning of my life.

My art was tres magnificent! I miss the world caring about beauty and peace.

Peace.Love.Unity.Respect :D

Searching for that Feeling

I listen to what you say

I hear it and it freaks me out

I am her... I am your dream

And you are chasing a ghost

Someone who is different

You are afraid, scared and hurt

It turns you inside out

You feel the impossible

But with me things are simple

Simple in a way that ceases

Turns into darkness
Turns into blacked out memories

you know, though

You'll always know

That I am her I am chosen

The lights, the eyes, the pretty young things...

Fuck baby, I hope you see the truth

Descending into a pool of light

I am waiting for you

Slide down of good sun and

Come ENJOY the good life

The wind in your hair

The wild nights and freedom calls

The feeling of having conquered

One day...

one minute...

one second...

That emptiness will find its balance.

Miss Me

I just wanna be me again
Mind, body, soul and brain
I used to be a super fly bitch
I used to know I was rich
Now im sittin empty hearted
Cause that side of me parted
Fuck if I know why or how
This is just pathetic, wow
I need to get back to before
Instead of lying on the floor
And contemplating what it was
In the end who cares.., pause
Take a deep breath and let it go
It was important for your growth
Fuck all the reasons for why
Shit happens and makes you cry
Now is time to wipe the slate clean
Work like a crackhead on caffeine
Get the money that I need
For a body hard to exceed
For strength and dominance
For love and prominence
I have to be able to do this
Or I’ll end it with death’s kiss

History's Biggest Crime

History’s Biggest Crime

The world is ending and nobody cares
Changing this mess is a long walk upstairs
Children are dying and growing up wrong
Society’s been misguided for so dam long
Why are they gonna let us rot and die
When we have the means to reach sky high
They know if we regulate the world
Stop oil, let electric power fully unfurl
We have a hope of saving our planet earth
And we’ll have the ability to start the new birth
Let the climate settle down and forgive
Let her give us a chance to let us all live
We have lots to fix and little time
But if we don’t it will be history’s biggest crime

Death/Rebirth

The Death of A Spirit

Its been a while since you took me out riding in the forest
I missed the sun glazing down on our faces
It felt like we were reborn driving all over BC
So young and so stupid with no worries we just left
Ventured into the sun and explored the beauty of Earth
Waking up in hotel rooms, our car, random houses
But waking up together after nights of making love
Of pleasure in the most gorgeous spots on Earth
We were blessed back then to have each other
I sit here at night and reminisce about the good times

I feel lost though, my friend is gone, he left me
I fucked up, I didn’t know to do this right
I look at the sun now and it reminds me of you
In my day dreams you come back
And we hit the road again, once again we run away
That’s what me and you were so talented at
We sure knew how to get away from reality
And we made it magical and unforgettable
But when we had to deal with reality, it didn’t work out the same

And now I still miss you…
I miss your eyes and the way they told me it was ok
I miss the artist that lived in your heart
I miss the man you wanted to become
But that man is now gone, reality took over
The prince charming turned into a coward
He couldn’t carry on the good name

The Rebirth of the Spirit

So after some time the princess found herself
She realized that the sun could be loved just by her
She now understood that she is her own best friend
She was able to hold her own ground and love herself
Now she was waking up alone in strange beds
But other spirits were also around her, just as fanatical
Just as crazy as she’d become, driven and strong
A new kind of strong: A new empowerment
A feeling of pure acceptance and joy
Even alone, a smile creeps up on her face
When she dreams of the adventures to follow
And even independent she knows she will always find friends

No matter whether she ends up travelling alone
No matter if its rain or shine, she’ll keep on going
Because life is too beautiful and too amazing
Because she would rather have someone truly love
Truly care, truly share and truly have faith in
Than lose the most essential part of her existence
Herself and the level of peace she has made with herself
The expectations she’s broken down and thrown away
After all…
You cannot rely on someone else to make you happy.
You have to make yourself happy. Period.

chillin out to some beats

Bonnie and Clyde

i always wanna be a true gansta
i never wanna loose myself to ya
I cant let of the money
I cant let go of the honey mami
its my whole life, its all i see
when i close my eyes im free
cause only the money can bring
the type of favorable fling
that u after and in it for
not, not today but before
today your just begging me
asking me what it could be
that made me cold and rich
it was you all along, bitch!


to the top i start climbing
i go hard, never rewinding
I only want that doug baby
i treat it like the first lady
respecting the crazy game
learned it all from lil wayne
hes dope shit and hard as fuck
He taught me about the Libra luck
Eminem's my hommie too
he was the one to see me through
The rough days of the past
when it was all about living fast
no stopping, no breaks
just messed up mistakes
but it made me who i am today
so ive got no complaints to spray
i just keep money on my mind
with everything else im blind
love of my life is my bank account
i get wet when i see a rising amount
fuck anyone who gets in my way
I wont let them live another day
haha im out

to ny rap beats

Someone gave me a rap beat
to this shit i gotta spit
gotta make this beat worth my while
Cant let this work just pile and pile
Untill i find myself chocking out
Out loud and alone in the drought
Dam but these words are making it
They resign with the lord and im diggin it
in this mad rhyme im jottting down
when everyone's sleeping in the town
At night is when my mind takes shape
when i can finally get this on tape
All this smoke is inspiration
coming out with no hesitation
So drop a beat and roll one up
pour some liquor in your cup
now lets vibe and write some beats
before morning takes over our streets
Cause watching these boys run
All Gd up with attention on their guN
iS what procreates this rap game
advertising nothing but money and fame
Its probably never gonna end
its not just another forgotten trend
Rap is a mission for the brave young mind
its a part of yourself that u gotta find
You gotta know when you fall a victim
cause its all lost when you've been inflicted

--- from the night we jammed.