"The Ride" By Graphix Godbody

OK I get it!
You've got new rims that spin/
with diamonds in them to match the gold in your grin/
and a sound system that seems like it's sole purpose is to offend elderly kin/
but how many people in your camp of dozens do you really consider a friend?/
see I've done the rolex watches on both wrist/
popped bottles of crys and belvy and left those days back in high school but wait......see I don't think that y'all really smell me/
what's the real price for them diamonds you trying to sell me/
human lives where paid to put those on that necklace/
with an image of a pope's nephew that y'all call "Jesus" see now who's acting reckless?/
see I've studied where all this came from to see where I'm going/
and the road chosen for me and my people, well I'm trying to steer us away from it but I'm just a passenger on a bus and the driver can't see where we're going/
so I'm yelling up front saying, hey I can show him/
but he's impatient and don't like backseat drivers/
saying I'm hating because I see a way for him to make money, well maybe not as much as he does now, but he'll be wiser/
and he traded in spiritual wealth and mental health for riches/
real queens and goddesses for one night stands and bitches/
pink polo shirts, girl hair and tight britches/
claims he a thug but everytime I look to see this gangsta, I'm left skeptical because my spectacles always seem to miss it/
see, he don't like me or my music, because my rap has a mission/
he swears nobody wants to hear something with a message uplifting/
I'm like maybe he's right but I didn't get in this to start ass kissing/
I just drop gems like a clumsy thief, and when I rap a few kats listen/
see I attract a few that wanna learn, so what I say sparks interest/
and brings wise men to men to me like I got a star over me leading them to God's infant/
but he just kept driving and didn't acknowledge my teachings/
a few moons go by and starts to seperate his real friends from leeches/
Here's where I parted ways and pulled the string on the bus and told the driver to let me off of it/
he laughed and said I should follow him if I wanted to make money and become a baller quick/
I told him this isn't my path I'm headed back, see I've already strayed to far from it/
he drove off and yelled when he reached the end because the last stop was tatarus/

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I Will Always Remember You (True Story)

Having only five minutes
To tell you what you meant to me
So I reference those years for a minute
Giving them five stars

As I remember those sun sip lips
That gave me intellectual pleasure
As I remember telling them I love you
As I worship your moon lit body

Your essence ruled my soulful currents
Remember telling you that I’m so gone because of you
And you would say I just want to be gone somewhere with you
Blushful demeanor, never dissipated with you

With you, the blister paced world couldn’t touch me
Remember placing kisses on your soul as a thank you
And you making my body flare for an your welcome
And to make me remember the velocity of that moment

I remember your radiance on the darkest of nights
I remember how your presence stole my oxygen
I remember how your kiss gave it back
I will always remember that I love you

Time Traveler Part 1

1.21 gigawatts propelling me forward
Forwarding my electric touch so people can dig my flow
Digging my heels into the ground as I bend the earth to my liking
So I can cover enough ground of popularity to topple a social network
Leaving my face to twist the daily news feeds into something positive

Cocky son of bitch when it comes to feeding the world
Something positive so the current polarity won’t leave the people starving
Not on the fence about my hunger
No expectation of binding my upcoming meals
As preparation for a thanksgiving meal for the world is coming

1.21 gigawatts bringing me back
Arriving back in the icy present at 1:21 am
Ready to Carpe Diem as I park the car
Not leaving my fate in park position
As the sun comes and warms the dark

Allure C7

Sonny stands in front of the full length mirror, tying his silk white tie and putting on putting his black suit jacket on, getting his mind ready for the sky light ball because this is not just a party for him, this is a chance to find out what is really going on with the recent information that he has received. The smell of roses enters his bedroom as Stephanie enters, wearing a form fitting red cocktail dress.

“I see you are trying to make a statement, Stephanie.”
“What statement do you think I am trying to make?”
“That the Crawford’s won’t be running the show tonight.”
“Just trying to take the attention off of you, so you and Xander can do what you two do.”
“Well I have to say this is an eye pleasing way of doing that.”
“Now, isn’t our relationship suppose to be purely business?”
“I don’t think that was ever brought up.”
“If you say so, but the car is waiting for us and so is Xander.”
“Right.”

Looking back in the mirror to check himself, seeing everything is good, Sonny turns to head out but Stephanie is right in front of him, giving him a slow sweet kiss that brings the temperature of the room to an desert heat.

“What was that for?” Sonny ask.
“We had about ten seconds to spare.”

Sonny smiles at her response and they head outside to the limo, leaving to Xander’s and picking him and Free up, inside of the limo the four of them begin to plan on how they are going to get information from the Crawford’s.

“We need to cause some kind of distraction so Free can get into the main office and hack in.” Xander says.
“I just need at least ten minutes to get any kind of useful information.” Free says.
“Did you have a chance to look at the blueprints for the tower, Stephanie?” Sonny asks.
“Yeah, the banquet hall is where the ball is being held and the offices are two levels above it, does it matter what computer you use to hack in, Free?”
“I need to get to Michael Crawford’s computer; I put a virus in their utilities system and at ten o’clock the lights will go off but the power around Michael’s office will still be on but at a low level that no one will suspect anything.” Free says
“How long will the power be off?” Sonny ask.
“Fifteen minutes, that’s enough time for me to copy his files.”
“Good, ok we have everything cover, so let’s do this with out any problems.”

The limo arrives at the Crawford towers, entering through the check point and into the banquet hall, the room filled with all the big players in the town and major celebrities. As the group makes their way into the hall, the obvious stares because of Sonny’s reputation are present in the hall but Sonny and the others don’t let them phase them.

Having about ten minutes before the virus kicks in, the group splits up as Xander and Free make their way through the crowd to get closer to the exit, Sonny and Stephanie head to the center of the hall and work the crowd. As Sonny is talking to Sam Philips a local celebrity, Stephanie sees something coming in their direction, as she gets a clearer picture of what is coming, she quickly lets Sonny knows.

“Remember when you said that we will play this as cool as possible, Sonny?”
“Yeah, why?”
“Allen, Antoinette and Marcus Queen are coming this way, you don’t have a gun on you, do you?”
“No but I should have re-thought bringing one.” Sonny says as his mood changes from cool and calm, to cool and calm rage.”
“We can’t bring any attention to ourselves, remember?”
“Easy for you to say, Allen Queen is responsible for my mother and father’s death, killing him would make night very fulfilling.

Sonny makes his way through the crowd to meet with the Queen family, Stephanie tries to cut him off before he lets his anger take control of him. The two leaders of the powerful mob families come eye to eye with each other, the crowd around begins to feel the awaiting explosion between the two. Stephanie makes her way to Sonny’s side, getting a icy glare from Antoinette and seductive look from Marcus.

“So we finally get a chance too meet.” Allen says.
“Yes we do.” Sonny says with a killers stare deadlocked on Allen .
“I am sorry to hear about your father, he was a good man.”

Sonny makes a fist with his right hand, balling it up tighter and tighter but Stephanie grabs his hand, pulling apart his fingers and interlocking hers with his, the icy glare that Antoinette was giving before, turned into the same look that Sonny was giving Allen.

“Thank you.” Sonny says calmly.
“So who is this lovely woman that you are with?” Allen says as Antoinette lets out a small chuckle.
“Stephanie Canon, pleasure to meet you Mr. Queen.
“Pleasure is all mine, but I am afraid that I have some business to deal with, we should all meet later in the evening for a drink.”
“Sounds good to me.” Sonny says as the Queen family departs.
“Well you played that slightly well.” Stephanie says.
“Should have put a fork in his throat.”
“I know you wanted to but what was with your girlfriend?”
“She is not my girlfriend.”
“Ok, well your friend wanted to kill me and since she is an hit woman for the mob, I think she will actually do that.”
“No need to worry, you can take her if you two get in a fight.”
“Oh just what I wanted, to fight your psycho assassin lover.”

The crowd yells in surprise as the lights go off, Sonny and Stephanie remain calm and stay where they are at, Xander and Free make their way up the emergency stairwell.
Running up the stairs and entering the office of Michael Crawford in record time, Xander stands outside of the office and plays lookout as Free heads to the computer, inserting a jump drive into the computer and quickly hacks his files, not having time to check each and ever file, Free just copies as many as she can, but she sees a file named war and opens it. Quickly reading the first couple of paragraphs of the file, her eyes widen in horror.

“Xander come here.”
“What is it?” Xander says as he comes over and looks at the screen.
“Read this and you will understand.”
“…this can’t be true.”
“This has facts that were never released to the public, Xander.”
“Oh my god.”
“We have to tell Sonny.”
“If we tell him, this whole town is going to be in the middle of war between the LeBeau organization, Queen and Crawford family.
“It wouldn’t be right if we didn’t tell him.”
“This changes everything now.”
“Yes it does. The Crawford’s are behind the war, they set up the very act that started it…they killed Sonny’s mother.

Allure C6

Xander hangs up his cell after receiving the information from Sonny, exiting out of the balcony back into his apartment, where his computer expert, Carly Free on her laptop trying to find if any aircraft has any flight plans that revolve around hob’s bay. He knows that the he and Sonny are getting closer to taking down the Queen’s. Beginning to worry now because soon the Queen organization will feel that too and they will begin to strike back. Keeping the secret that he and Free are a couple because he doesn’t want her to get hurt because of the life that he lives. Staring at her soft chocolate skin, she brushes back her long dark hair and fixes her glasses as she stares at the screen, even though she is petite and a girly girl, Xander knows that she is strong as he is but he loves her more than life itself and would die to protect her.

“You know today was suppose to be our trip to Jamaica.” Free says.
“I know and I am sorry but---
“I understand, Dominic was like a father to you and I would be doing the same thing.”
“Thanks.”
“You know if I could get inside the Queen’s mansion, I could hack in and get the information that you and Sonny need.”
“It’s too dangerous and I won’t risk your life in this, besides no one knows that you work for me and I want to keep it that way.”
“They also don’t know that we are together, want to keep it that way also?”
“You know it’s safer if no one knows that we are together, especially since we are trying to take down the Queen’s.”
“I know.” Free says with a small amount of sadness in her voice and heart.
“Have you found anything yet?”
“There has been no flight plan schedule around hob’s bay.”
“Sonny might be right, they are paying the coast guard or at least a few of them off, so nothing will be seen or reported.”
“What are you going to do?”
“See for myself what is going on and take it from there.”
“Ok but I did find something else out, while I was doing some background searches on some of the coast guards officers.”
“What did you find out?”
“A tiny but traceable paper trail that leads back to Stefan Crawford, a deposit of five thousand dollars was made into one of the officers bank account, this paper trail was made to lead back to him.”
“You think that someone is setting him up to take a fall just in case someone makes the connection.”
“Definitely.”
“But why is the question.”
“Think he is involved with the Queen’s?”
“The son of the most political powerful man in the town in bed with a mob family,
that’s a time bomb waiting to happen.”
“I can do some digging on this, if you need me to?”
“Not yet, I am going to have some one keep an eye on him and see what he is up to.”
“Ok, so what do you want to do in the mean time?” Free asks as she walks over to Xander and put her arms around him.
“Seems like you already have an idea on what to do.”
“Maybe.”

Xander kisses Free slowly, with her chest press up against his, Xander feels her rapid heartbeat and begins to kiss her collarbone, biting her lip in ecstasy as he kisses her chest and makes his way down, lifting her shirt up and kissing her stomach. Undoing her belt and dropping her pants, she kicks them off as Xander kisses the small of her back and slides his tongue gently up her back till he reaches the back of her neck, messaging her neck with passionate kisses, Free, moaning in intense pleasure but Xander’s phone begins to ring, he looks at it and its Sonny.

“Don’t pick it up.” Free says out of breath.
“Sorry love.” Xander says as he takes the call and finds out from Sonny that the shipment drop has been moved up to tonight.
“What is it?” Free ask.
“The shipment is arriving tonight; sorry I have to head over there and get set up.”
“Ok… be careful!”
“Always.”

The clouds part as the full moon hangs powerful in the sky, the cool night air flows through Xander’s face as the speed boat he is on, takes him to the area of where the drop is suppose to take place. The driver stops the boat far enough so that it is not in the sights of the coast guard, grabbing a pair of night vision goggles from his large duffle bag, Xander puts them on and looks into clear sky. The driver signals Xander that something is going on where the coast guard is station at, looking over he see’s that one of the men on the lead boat shoots a flare into the sky away from his boat.
Hearing the faint sound of a propeller behind him, looking back and seeing the small airplane coming his way. Reaching in his duffle bag again, pulling out a rocket launcher and quickly gets his feet planted, getting his sights set and waiting for the right moment, the rocket explodes out in thunderous fashion, flying straight at the plane with destructive intent, the pilot doesn’t see it coming till its too late and the plane explodes, lighting the sky and catching everyone’s attention but the driver has already left the scene.
Arriving back at the LeBeau mansion, Xander meets Sonny in his office, as he walks in, seeing Sonny reading a letter that has given him a perplexed face.

“Shipments been taken out.” Xander says.
“Good.” Sonny says distracted.
“What’s the letter about?”
“It seems that I have been invited to a party at the Crawford towers.”
“The Crawford’s invited you to their annual sky light ball but why?”
“I don‘t know.”
“Sounds like a trap.”
“But why would they want to do that for?”
“I got to tell you something, Free and I found out some information about the shipment.”
“What?”
“Free, found a paper trail that leads back to Stefan Crawford, showing that he paid off a member of the coast guard.”
“So Stefan is helping the Queen’s.”
“The paper is trail is small but according to Free, it looks like that it might have been planted to be found if there was a reason to go through those files.”
“This is getting more complicated, so looks like that Stefan is the fall guy if anything goes wrong with delivery of the shipment.”
“Which it did.”
“This invitation doesn’t seem right.”
“I agree.”
“But we should go anyway.”
“What!?”
“Something is up with this family and it looks like they are bed with Queen’s, I want to know how deep they are in.”
“You going to need backup just incase, I’m going too.”
“Knew you would.”

Duce Wayne (Self titled)

I sit at a wooden chair form the late 80’s, keeping it as a reminder of a time when the world was a simple place where watching reruns of the super friends was my goal for my life. Now trying to build a league of super friends to help me change the world for the better while trying not to let my sinful nature get the better of me, facing lashing criticism for rebelling against what people know and often commend to an crystal clear hell. Must admit that I place my foot in that hot bath for a feeling of clarity. Looking for emotion on the small of women backs, the bottom of the glass and the roundness of an pill, self destructive behavior for a rush but spirit getting crush and giving it up for anyone to guzzle. Building myself up by establishing support beams of temper steel in my very soul, going for invincibility and knowing that it awaits me in the future but in the mean time I rebuild and take myself away from all paradoxes. Heart of an ox, keeping me on the path of redemption, dabbing back into the written word looking for it to drain that sadness out of me, dabbing back into heroism to see the sun shine over gun shells, dabbing back into love to find that lasting peace. Lasting change comes full circle, new personality on deck to give the world the mass effect of who I am really am, no longer hiding and no longer giving a damn of what the world thinks of me because it only needs to know one thing, that my name Duce Wayne.

Rebellion By Duce Wayne

Top spinning the world from the keystrokes of a laptop, creating a worldwide storm front that a Doppler radar will never detect. Mental thunderstorm striking every cerebral hemisphere in a 773 area code, seven days a week surfing on top of seven deadly sins for no single cause. No variation in my stance and not caring about a fan’s disapproval of me, giving them a taste of my aura in a pan fried dinner so it can go straight to the blood vessels giving you a new diet dubbed simply Duce. New lifestyle that takes you across the stars giving you enlightenment for free, illuminating your life so you can unplug ComEd and live in the light for free. Looking to upset the world by giving free knowledge to the worthy and create a new race of king and queen’s and let them cut through the world like a deck of cards, feet across a throne giving a joker the task of 52 pick up as I acquire 52 flavors of success for the world. Having her lick my lips to savor the favor of a world changing, passing it along kiss by kiss to give a euphoric string of a new worldwide education, presenting a dictation thru the theory of osculating keeps you on a climax. Pleasure taking from busting the proverbial cherry of freedom, making the legs of conventionalism tremble as they part for something new, something revolutionary, something to make you think of what can be and to give those who keep what can be in a bubble a truly upsetting rumble.