Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Pick Asidz: Whipping Boy

Trax: This thing started when I dated a mafia bitch in my early twenties, unknowing of her origin or affiliations. I met her at my adopted parents company, my bio-parents gave me up to the Jewish Mafia when I was two weeks old. I always question them as my bio-dad is a general and my bio-mom is a movie star. Like they didn't have enough money to support me or sumthing? They are just callous and selfish I think. Anyway the first time the "new hitman world" I was introduced to tried to kill me, I was four years old. They tried to drown me in a pool at a country club on the outskirts of Wash D.C. I was brought up the first ten years of my life in D.C.'s surrounding areas of Maryland and Virginia. When I was 6 my adopted mother divorced my father supposedly becuase he was into drugs. The next thing I knew I was saying "Mommy bad gut" about most of her new boyfriends, especially the one she married. (She should have known to listen to me more often but her genetalia was being uncompromised by the big penis factor). She married again when I was ten and I was drafted into the city of New York. Ritzy rich dude thought I was a little bit of a hindrance I supposed. An empathical telepath kid with the beggining makings of clairvoyant sight. (I'm sure he would have given to me the day the mafia...

Pick Asidz: Build me a flyscraper

Clyde: I wonder what Trax is going to do with all that money he has brokered over the internet?

Blank: He should rebuild the "World Trade Center" with a big flashing finger on it and a caption reading "screw you Osama"!

Clyde: That would be cool, but imagine being able to stand atop of the thing, pissing into the wind...piss on the poor and make it the shape of a big dildo? I'd personally love to build it right next to the "Trump Tower" and piss on top of Donald's windowsill.

Blank: Build it a little higher and he could? But imagine one of those new "carplanes"? He could buy a fleet of them and run them out of Arizona.

Clyde: Yeah you and the desolate domestication ideas again.

Blank: No mas serioso bendejo, en este ideo.

Clyde: What with the spanish linguisticals?

Blank: I don't know, maybe I ate too many Trax tacos and I'm farting Spanish Fly guy?

Clyde: You listen to that kid too much, you know he is mental?

Blank: Yeah and he lives in a mental health sterility facility. That is why I try to get the girls over when he is around. To give him a taste of my mollases classes. What the hell did they label a psychic mental for anyway?

Clyde: Bad if they do that to all the superhuman peoples! That schizo thing is comparable to the A.D.H.D. thing of the 90's which turned everyone into a drug addict with introducing them to stimulants. Now they are making them all schizophrenic?

Blank: Yeah misdiagnoses and malpractice are like peaches and I scream.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Pick Asidz: Diamonds in the Sidewalk of Life

Pick Asidz-Do sidz matter?

Trax: You ever notice the little gleaming specs in the sidewalks around here?

Crux: No only you hold your head down in shame to notice such things.

Trax: No? I mean yes and no. Yes it's shameful that I screwed so many people over in my life's quest for omnipotence and no they seem to be like little diamond specs. What the heck do they put diamond specs in concrete for anyway? Maybe they are just crystals...You know I tried to sell that crusifix with the little diamond in it and the pawn shop wouldn't take it?

Crux: You asshole that thing was to keep away the demons!

Trax: Anyway, I didn't sell it because they said the diamond in it was too small. Still a freaking diamond though. When I switched religions from Jewish to Christian I never thought Jesus would approve of a diamond in a cross or sumthing?

Crux: G sauce, like you talk to Jesus or something? What...? Is he gonna yell at you about it?

Trax: No it's just that Jesus had all his fine things stolen from him by assholes like the romans.

Crux: Don't call me a slanty eyed caesar salad puto!

Trax: Crux, you take everything so literally...remember when you used to be into figurative symbolism? I have a question?

Crux: Shoot fagboy...

Trax: Well I might be new to the whole Christian thang, but I think the cross represents "truth"?

Crux: Or tits and temper tantrums...Targets and trapezes...Tigers and trampolines...Tag and trample...

Trax: Okay I get your point. That the 't" sign could start an idiom for an idiot like you.

Crux: Or an antonym synonemous with sanctimonious sanctuary...

Trax: You would say something like that to hold me at bay...Whay are you always ranking on me? Are you insecure without isolated insurance?

Crux: Nope, just a fool in love with the dis of "Mr. Popular"!

Trax: Poplar grows on trees. Popularity swings in the breeze.

Crux: And you are related to Mr. and Mrs. Freeze Nicecube!

Saturday, January 24, 2009

Pick Asidz: Lets play Cleu

Cleu: All parties are suspect!
As no one is willing to pay the doctor bill?
He has insurance...
No one is willing to play "Superman", but every cop is willing to play "Batman" with a backwards batamarang? Vigilante cops if the kid slips an inch?
How cold is giving a homeless kid a biocontaminated ticket?
That attracts bugs when he lives outside?
The day after the night where he was in a park and he started yelling about Veronica and Glen Murphy (ie. Mark Hamill and Carrie Fisher), being his "real" parents in a fit of frenzy.
This hit has been going on for over eight years with the "not so secret radio" junkies polluting the airwaves...
Who is to blame?
I'm not a cleu or a crux fan...

Pick Asidz: Hell Holstered

Pesticide: Let it linger
Give them the finger
Shoot them in the head
They are better off dead.

Blank: How long can they cover up this hit?
You know I hate talking to you Cide...opposite end of the track and all.
But I'm worried about Trax.
He has had that parasitic infection for five years.
Where are all the hitmen when it comes to a street prince?

Pesticide: I'm supposed to hate the kid because I'm a white supremacist and he is chicano?
But yet here I am talking to you?

Blank: Yeah opposites refract like a mirror to the sun!
I wish I had a crystal ball like the gypsy mafia uses to see the future and see how much longer the kid has left, but I can count the days without a doctor.

Pesticide: "Trophy kid", that is all he was to his adopted parents, "bait and lure".
His biologicals aren't much better, afraid to help because it might hurt their image?

Blank: Supposed to be a secret like spit from a chameleon.
Wonder is that shit can turn colors?

Saturday, January 10, 2009

Oh Levity- New Song

Oh levity
Woe is me
Oh levity
Feeling glee
Oh levity liberty
Levity isn't always free

Oh empathy
Empathy is quite a thing
Of empathy
To hear the bell ring
Of empathy like a sail
So spiritual to tell a tale

Oh misery
Of misery all alone
Of memory in my drone
Of longevity to condone
Seeing a werewolf with a bone

Of levity
Here to sing
Of levity with a spring
Oh levity on a swing
Of levity with the thoughts I bring