Freelaylay

I Am So So Gay & What...

freelaylay — Fri, 28 Dec 2012 15:22:38 +0000

I'm so so gay & what My eyes twist & avert at the sight of beauty -full figured a Sis-Star & Fellow Queen Big breasts & a voluptuous backside is my preference but not my focus Because I got my wifey & goddess besides me -don't mean my mind & eyes don't work-in over time I'm just keeping it real -as I'm honest & upfront-when expose-in illumiNazi plots & plans -FEMA done got the mass graves ready As I HARRP-in on about old school conspiracies -or are they a Cons-Piracy of theories Are you hear-in me or just listen-in -are you FREE with-in yourself -aligned body mind & soul Vibrate-in at a frequency that's uniquely you -a precious Gift -in this here & now -the present -you've been blessed When so many suffer-in silence from lack of facilities & love-in care with-in the common-unity The Western world don't got no heart & soul -especially this cold arse UN-united Queendom Her majesty & fuck her -slag of a lizard -& to the John Snow pub -on reflection I bet you wish you'd allowed those guys to kiss -after all you in the middle of Soho what the flip did you expect High rents -now even harder to make -you fools -& as I look around I still see alot of homophobic behavior -we came such a long way Not -& with Racism we still fight-in an even harder fight -especially if you black & gay -why is that our Nu-Be-In Nation is so closed mind-dead & ignorant An Androgynous essence -the balance-in between positive & negative -I dance in equilibrium Like a rainbow cascading over energy -where power is in sound & sound comes from word I appreciate -the natural -elements & organic -for example to fully appreciate a Rose you need a prick A-Sexuality of No-Thing -I just am -as I be -both black & white -the best of both -& there isn't a box for me in Their Shitstyem You want me to tick -& fit a statistic -single mother & black lesbian aged 35 to 40 Fuck that -I'm FREE -in spirit & soul -& Laylay with-in my Non-Sense of time-in -for I live by Instinct & Intuition Synchronicity is my clock -box & statistic -I'm not unreasonable -because I await for the world to fit around me -opposed to fit-in & accept-in the world as it be Heavenly sent I'm a Goddess & Lyrical Terrorist -self plug-in my latest book called DIFFERENT by Melanie Layton me -aka Freelaylay -as I leave of here -half way through a sent...

One Of Many...

freelaylay — Fri, 28 Dec 2012 15:14:30 +0000

One Of Many... Look I'm Not the Most Prolific of Poets -& EYE Don't Deliver-in an Over the Top Performance Style -but Like the Many Voices that came Be-For Me -& Shall Come Again -After Me -EYE also Got Some-Thing to Convey-in Words -as EYE Create-in Letters -Sound & Idioms -to Penetrate-in YOUr Mind -as EYE Stand-In Hear & Recite-In Line After Sentence -When Tell-In YOU -Why are YOU Even Listen-in to Me -Further-Moor -Who AM EYE -& what do EYE KNOW -as EYE HARRP-in on about Modified Weather -Man-Made -Religious Cons-Cept to Keep -US Divide-Dead -& What the Fricks Holy about War & Kill-in -this Hue-Man -Race to Self Destruction -seems to be the case -Well -Deep -as EYE Resonate-in Born This Way -EYE urge-in YOUr Spirit -to Follow-in What Feels Intrinsic-in Intuition -is your Link-in & Connect-in to the Powers that be -Natural -Weather YOU Call-In it Jah Allah Buddha God -It TRUEly Is ALL -ONE -Mo-Meant YOUr Alive & Live-in -When EYE Started This Poem -That Mo-Meant NOW Dead & Gone -WE Can't Re-Live or Re-Capture-in -Times Passed -YOUr Alive NOW -No Now -Now -NOW as Their Govern-Meant to Breed-in US -Yeah That's Polite For Fuck-In US Up -With its Shitstyem -Socially Engineer-in -& Designed To Confuse-in The Masses -The Lost & Blind-Dead -Tell-In Me -EYE Got One Month Black-His Story -When In #Truth -EYE Celebrate-In the Black -With-in -Me -Each & Everyday -EYE A-Wake-In Pride -A Power-Full Black Lesbian -Honest & Upfront -EYE Don't Perform-in Many Shows or Events -Along-Side The Show & Tell -Sheeple -Paint-in Words -& Pictures -EYE See -Real-Lies-In -Some-Thing Their Not -Like Me -Different -as Most of YOUr Act-In -Conscious -is Fakery -YOUr Mind Won't Hear-In -Me -Recite-In -The Same -Dry -Old Poem -Week After Month -In-Fact -YOUr Lucky -If YOUr Hear -Watch-In -Me -NOW -For EYE Live-In Spirit -& Soul -Witch -Is FREE -& The LAYLAY Part of Me -Is My Time-In Synchronicity -as EYE Write-in ONE Word -Mean-In Two -Double Meaning Sentences -& I'm Far -From Perfect -Just Try-In To Be -The Best -That EYE Can -Be -EYE KNOW -I'm Blessed -A Royal Goddess -& Sis-Star -Shine-In Bright -@ a Unique -Frequency -That's All -My Own -When In #Truth -There Is -Only ONE -#REAL -EYE Choose to Call It LOVE -or 528Hz -EYE Guess -It Just Deep-Ends-In -Where YOUr Vibrate-In @ -Above or Be-Low -As Many -& Maybe Some Hear -Tonight -Are Lost & Empty -Gap Fill-in Vessels -& Spiritual Vampires -For What Do YOU Do -For YOUr Individual Growth -& Ascension-In -a Collective -Uni-Verse-All -Spiral -Shh EYE Got a Secret £19.99 -& I'll Tell YOU An-Other Fact -#Truth is For #Real & FREE -& FREEDOM is So Much Moor -Than a State-In Mind -So To Each EveryONE Hear-In -This -Take-In Time -For YOUr Body Mind & Soul -Love-in YOUrSelf & Be-In FREE... #FreeOlogy aka Freelaylay @Youtube Twitter Soundcloud Facebook Itunes

Jus 4 U...

freelaylay — Thu, 19 Jul 2012 16:23:59 +0000

EYE See Fear...

freelaylay — Thu, 19 Jul 2012 16:19:33 +0000

Modest Intuition...

freelaylay — Wed, 18 Jul 2012 22:30:50 +0000

Modest Intuition Well I can’t chat and I can’t rap But that don’t mean I'm gonna stand here and chat crap And I know your thinking this sounds wack, as I feel the crowd and work my nerves Well linguistically it’s a play on words as I flip the script Manipulating matter and if your mind don’t matter God’s body of Christ is golden brown, such a true and relevant factor Garnish particles, as it’s a spiritual essence of pen to paper, and then later when I’m dead and gone God is so real and true like I know I’m not wrong, my positive energy carry’s a rippled effect Love is life, life is living, living is sharing and sharing is this This is not the Vatican, this is time to reflect, 7 lines on and there’s not much time left Planet X aligning heaven and stars, face on the moon or is it the disciples from mars Time traveling I’ve gone to far, same world different dimension Non fictional documentary’s casting Dick Cheney, Bush, Blair right through to Eisenhower Lizard men govern alien technology, “They Live” -underneath national security Freedom of disinformation act’s -like SARS, a 30th century andromeda strain Black budgets of 2000 years environmentally unfriendly Man made a 10 million mile hole and growing elnino I spit this lyric on an electro magnetic wave Molecules vibrate heating and fueling chemical reactions, causing confusions From cosmic comets to captive EBE’s in S4 A54, it’s not subliminal but criminal For those of the know (J Rod) Children suffer in the devils playground as he gets them young and programs the rules Chemically food causes a reaction, modified and soon becoming 1984 9-5, bills and rent, buy, buy, buy and nothing more Without a 3-minute warning how can we teach of a new age dawning I know it’s the same old words and you find them boring Lucifer won’t stop just by ignoring, sleeping and snoring Public sector becomes private sector, as a 125 derails again and again, it’s the same old same old Thatcher continues with globalisation, as us the civilians feel and see realisations Spiritual awaking and a higher meaning to my Nubian Nation WHO distributed Aids, tax returns for the rich and greedy A bullet and gun, some crack and some smack for the struggling and needy All in relation from Adam to Eve, dust to dust, ashes to ashes Mathematical signs of decoded crop circles, patiently I wait Heavens above the crystly city as, the mother ship ascends A second coming, another helping of lyrics and words Verse by verse and I didn’t need to fuck shit and curse Surgically I’ll mess you up, quieten you down and shut you up Leave you crippled, dribbling when I’m plugging Phi Life Cypher keeping it real Like Deal real I’m the real deal, as I penetrating force fields Life’s preoccupied us, wrapping us up in a false sense of timing Climbing new levels, Mount Zion, it’s an adventure when experiencing this Aquarian Superior words prophercised, my poetry’s like an aquarium colourfull and wonderful Living like house on the prairie, I’m fine and dandy Fuck the lies, I’m an illusion, a figment of your imagination An INSTIGATOR© of conscience and a Princess Lay Lay to all and any “non-sense” Princess Lay Lay © Melanie Layton. 17th May 2003.

Land Of The Lied...

freelaylay — Wed, 18 Jul 2012 22:26:03 +0000

Land of the lied You fabricated the situation that you hated While wasting time on issues debated Well I’m the Instigator who sooner or later Meets you the player hater A sign post in the land of the lied and lost Soul destroyed and ripped off A canvass of bent truths and 9-5, a struggle to survive Of big brothers eye of deception I make no exceptions; I’m a chocolate soldier A genetic throwback two thousand years Enlightened without fears of history and knowledge At collage I mastered I got your PHD in Caucasian And now I’m going to teach you some Nigerology I have a way with words, hit you most where it hurts Like when your relation buggered you under Made you sit and wonder Lyrically I fucked up your case Break beats and base, in your 9-5 rats race Beats per minute, rap soul I’ll cut in rhyme for the meek and humble Over revelations we stumble I’m on a mission, through my eyes I see Gods vision Wiseable new levels, words of consciousness As I confess to hypocrital bishops and popes As the DEA keeps pushing the dope Your third eye arguing a habit to kick Brain dead and thick, shit happens Lea becks well sorted, and you got to be cruel to be kind I’m a mixed race fact, black and white, rich and poor Eating of the same shit we are fed A chip so deep embedded like shackles connecting our head Stealing our souls they’re taking and underground complex of science in the making Like atoms heat seeking and precise You best to believe the hype as I penetrate your mental-psyche Of political poetry I recite, about aggravated police defiance, and no right against violence National insurance and yeah what assurance of social security and tel-lie-vision Genocide in assignation of white house implications Mathematical data in pyramids, abused I call it theft, there’s nothing left A silent cry of a dying mans heart Abruptly the sound ceaces to start Instigator© Melanie Layton Oct 2002

Half Breed...

freelaylay — Thu, 19 Jul 2012 15:57:16 +0000

Half – Breed Being a mixed race female in Britain, “you red mixed race, white-washed coconut, go black home” Nothing’s new, I’ve heard it all before like in the 1970’s, racism’s still at the forefront of controversy Ethnic cleansing to religious defending, I’m just trying to blend in Half white, but my post-traumatic senses show me how the black man feels Half black, but my instinct knows how the white man sees me Half my life in a white environment & the other half in a black and multi cultural environment Constantly asked “what do you feel more, black or white”, such a stupid yet vital question Reflecting thought’s of young & confused, no knowledge of black people & no sense of being black Racist chants & physical scars let me know I was different & not white, a coconut oblivious Reality kicked in teenage years, ignorant & proud to be different, proud to be black & yet still lost Angry & rebellious I confronted the negative arrogance of the white man Questioned & teased by the black man, beyond a lost world of what am I, black, white or mixed Messages & thought’s stirred my soul, as my 3rd eye opened I started to see Everything & all exists by sharing and co-operation, a mixed amalgamation of life as we know it Eye’s share this poem as your brain evokes emotion & feeling, that waters a seed that feeds your soul I am what I am, I am who I am, happy, contented & proud I wouldn’t want to be any other I’m a 30yr old mixed race female, a single parent to my son 10½yrs old, I'm just an energy Residing in this body to learn and grow, finding me was a hard yet wonderful discovery Before I go, I’m exposing super powers and governments who dictate how you must live your life Love is the most powerful word & feelings of energy, as “Garnish particles” revitalizes your soul Essence of existence, is this precise moment that you are consciously aware your alive and living In a pool of ripple effects feeling & spreading love to our unborn great, great grandchildren 2093, 70yrs from now medical & technological advancements of clones experiencing world war 4 A second coming of sarcasm, along the lines of subliminal evil witches & devils going crazy Times a concept almost run out, love yourself & those that feel & receive the energy Pray for the deceiving Rothschild’s & Rockefellers, a spiritual pedigree of the controlling minority Now back to me, I’m just Melanie trying to be free from a society that’s trying to keep an eye on me No different to you or anybody, colour is apparent and insignificant Racist dynamics of spiritual elements in DNA is the objective & the key Unlock the puzzle & set your self-free, hippy talking, Shakespearian bible bashing 60’s throw back God is real, real is love, love is life, life is sharing, sharing is word’s of peace & harmony Being a mixed race female in Britain, is like being me, like your being you, you just are, as it just be In the center of the maze of life, this poem just stop’s as it just be Princess Lay Lay© INSTIGATOR© Melanie Layton. 11 February 2003

Meek & Humble Up Yours...

freelaylay — Wed, 18 Jul 2012 22:14:04 +0000

A Meek & Humble Up Yours Yes I am a terrorist if that means I’m anti government Yes I’m a suicide bomber if my faith is a religion Yes I’m a fanatic & mad woman if I’m an over believer Yes I will fight to the death for love & my convictions Jesus is black, fact is he flew away on a golden chariot God knows why he suffered for our sins There’s a thin line between belief & faith, love & hate To date Armageddon’s still arriving, to late to reach the truth Biblical concepts & misguided soul’s walk the earth alone, where no-body goes Persecuted the Son of God, & what of the children of God the demons forgot A world so corrupt full of lies, like we live in a fallacy throughout present & future history Don’t ignore me up here on my soapbox Run & hide like the devil in the Vatican, governed by new world order Spit the truth as I see a forked tongue & sister company of Rothschild’s holocaust Council of foreign relations inherited demonic spiritual pedigree Mystical elements of particles in life So hard to live – just alive, every breath I breath silently I’m screaming out load My sole existence, that I’m even here, I know God is real with the severity of my life I give to thee in whatever form you be cruising worlds & galaxies Every day on this earth they rip away a piece of you is apart of me Blind us & it gets hard to see I long to be by your side again happy and free My whole life you held my hand & rescued me, like parasites we are unworthy I ask for forgiveness in all of my wrongs & love & humbleness to make them right Our Mayan descendants & Inca cousins left the truth, on vanishing late in the night The earth in minute, the universe is plentiful & bigger than 10% brain use can comprehend Creations of Gods experimenting, heavens above the clouds so high, like a UFO in the sky 3 Wise men knew right then, like I know right now Satan is a coward lonely & taunted, being inside it’s self, being him The second coming is arriving, while conniving devils dissecting everything History in the making, as I speak there destroying & remaking, trying to be like Gods Ready to battle in the apocalypse of the end time Long overdue & only a few true warriors on the front line 144 thousand & ready to be counted, forget crime stoppers, I’m coming forward Confessing I am a terrorist of a lyrical kind & words are my weapon of choice A solider in the terrorist regiment, tired of hiding, I’m coming out full guns blazing Reciting & indicting & ready to start fighting My tongues loaded at 75 words a minute Diminish responsibility & say what I want when I put pen to paper Like it is a holy war, guess that makes me Jihad, Taliban of Al Queda Sad the fact the truth is twisted propped up gander hidden behind a bush of Tony’s lies Thousands die as the innocent watch on and cry Why is it I see lizard men in tie & suites Demonic governments around table of nine Discussing science & medical food for society teachers & preachers Lying & spying, believing what you see A glitch in the matrix you realises to see Robbed of your sanity in a 9-5 pod, dissect the planet leaving no-one sanctuary Literally spiritually I won the battle Thankfully my 3rd eye is open to see & with poetic justice I burn the Brit/Usa flag Proudly I sing out load a solider ready for action Formerly INSTIGATOR© Now Freelaylay Melanie Layton 27th March 2004

Uni-Verse-All ONE Of Many...

freelaylay — Thu, 19 Jul 2012 15:32:14 +0000

Uni-Verse-All ONE of Many Look I'm not the most prolific of Poets & EYE don't deliver-in a Performance style, but like the many Voices that came before & shall come again after Me -EYE also have something to Convey-in Words -as EYE create-in Letters -Sound & Idioms -to Penetrate-in YOUr Mind -as EYE stand Hear & recite -line after sentence -when I'm telling you -Why are you even Listen-in to Me -furthermore who AM EYE -& what do EYE KNOW -as EYE HARRP-in on about Modified Weather -as Man-Made -Religious Con-cepts to keep us Divide-Dead -and what the frick's Holy about War -and Kill-in -this Hue-Man Race to Self Destruction -seems to be the case -A Master -Plan -and it's not about your hand gestures & Symbols -it's about the UN-heard Negative -Energies hid-in a radio gap filler -send-in you Gaga -fanatical -follow-in the wolf in Lizard skin -Try-in to steal-in Soul -control -over the masses -pre-written & pre-planned -& Frick Your One Month Black His-Story -and One day Woman's Celebration -and Pride well everyday EYE A-Wake-In a Supreme Black Woman -Walk-in Rain-Bows and Celebrate-in with Pride -as EYE was Born this way -far from Perfect but EYE Strive-in to be the Best EYE can Be -as -I shed a tear -no fuck-it I shed many -drowned sorrows -of harsh Shituations -thoughts & feel-in -of why's it got to be this way -as EYE urge-in YOUr Spirit -to Follow-in what Feels Intrinsic-in Intuition -is your Link and Connect-in to the Powers that be -whether you call it Jah Allah Buddha God -It truly is ALL -ONE - EYE bare my Soul -as EYE don’t fear-in No Consequence -when I’m keeping it real -using Article 19 -of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights -I fight -big bro -all day -and all night -my feelings -this -is the not so Great Britain -the UN-united Queen-Doom -well fuck them -and fuck her Majesty -Demonic lizard -with its Crime-Minister and Govern-Meant -to Breed us -yeah that's polite for fuck-in us up -with its Shitstyem -Socially Engineer-in -& Designed to confuse-in the masses of the Blind-dead Sheeple -when in Truth there is only ONE Real -Frequency and Energy -EYE choose to call it LOVE or 528Hz -EYE guess it just depend-in on where YOUr Vibrate-in at -Above or Be-Low -as many of you and maybe even some of you Listen-in but not Hear-in Now are Lost and empty Gap fill-in Vessels and Spiritual Vampires, tell Me what do YOU do for YOUr individual Growth and Ascension-in this Collective Uni-Verse-All Spiral -as ONE-of Many -Appreciate that which you don't got & be thank full & Great-full for All the Bless-ins YOU do have -for -YOUr Essence is a Power-Full Manifestation of All that is -A-Maze-In -this Life -We Live-in -as EYE SUN-Gaze-In -Fuel-in -My Melanin -Revitalise-in -My Soul -as EYE Activate-in -DNA -Shape-Shift-in Geometric Ripples -as Shadow-Drum-in YOUr Mind -OUR Ancient Ancestors Spirit Dance-in FREE -Resonate -With-in -All that's Real -as this Beat-in Sound -is a Cosmic Funk-in through OUR Collective -Uni-Verse-All -ONE of Many...

Dr-In Nature...

freelaylay — Sat, 26 May 2012 16:54:08 +0000

Featuring Shadow9Drummer

House of LOVE

freelaylay — Sun, 23 Oct 2011 14:17:01 +0000

One Take LOVE YOUrself

freelaylay — Sun, 23 Oct 2011 13:37:32 +0000

Knock-in Free Premix

freelaylay — Sun, 23 Oct 2011 13:30:44 +0000

Reach-In You...

freelaylay — Tue, 05 Jun 2012 20:57:48 +0000

Knock-in Free

freelaylay — Sun, 25 Sep 2011 20:02:17 +0000

Puff Jay Watch-in Your Space

freelaylay — Fri, 20 May 2011 00:40:56 +0000

As I HARRP-in on a little rant & rave to all you Fake BOULE artists & celebs...

Space-Travel-in...

freelaylay — Tue, 10 May 2011 18:20:13 +0000

For all the Beauty-full Souls who shine like a beacon of love-in light...Thank you...

Different 7min rendition

freelaylay — Tue, 10 May 2011 18:04:58 +0000