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Vibin’ (Episode Ten)

Still a Konscious King. No crown, throne or peasants.
But my wife is a Queen, so life still is pleasant.
And life’s still a present, a gift given from God.
That’s why I thank him everyday.
Whether it’s easy or hard…
yeah, life tried to discard me but I didn’t let it scar me.
Though I might be running late, I’ll still be at the party.
I should graduate this year cause’ last year was a test.
I laid my mama, grandfather and childhood friend to rest…
And as I make this address, I pray God’s blessing their souls.
Let their spirits give me strength, while I’m chasing my goals
and let my purpose unfold, can’t leave my story untold.
Enjoy this elevator music while my dreams are on hold.
Got my eyes on the gold, no silver medals will do.
See, I’m sticking to the plan. No duct tape or glue.
I’ll let you know when I’m through, then you can walk in my shoes.
You wanna know what I’ve been through, well that’ll give you a clue…

~ Jah Soul

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Vibin’ (Episode Nine)

When I created Konscious Kings, they didn’t think that I was serious.
Said I was a god and they looked at me delirious.
Calm like a Buddhist with a Five Percenter’s dialect.
A mental architect, watch the castles I erect.
Fought against my sin, now I’m stronger than I’ve ever been.
The devil is 0 and 10 against me, he will never win.
Goin’ back in, got my second wind finally.
I stay against the grain, you can call me an anomaly.
The weirdos all acknowledge me, I’m swimming in their pool now.
Fertilized Mindz, homie… Watch the way we rule now.
The Kingdom’s steady growin’ bigger, tell me who’s the fool now.
Welcome to my school now, where we teach reality
and you can have some swag with an Ivy League mentality.
The foolish are eradicated, ignorance is dissipated.
Every mind is stimulated, then is slowly elevated…

~ Jah Soul

Started From The Bottom…

I’ve been a nigger; ignorant and blind in my ways, while shunning all wisdom and knowledge.I’ve been a fool; controlled by my thoughts and passions, thus acting out of impulse and not clear thinking.

I’ve been a heathen; wild and untamed with no direction nor purpose that was conducive to my well-being. I’ve been at the bottom. I’ve slept at the bottom. I’ve ate at the bottom.

But now, I strive for greater things. I strive to be intelligent; capable of understanding the principles of life and comprehending all aspects of it. I strive to be wise; possessing and showing good judgement in all situations and circumstances, good or bad.

I strive to be humble; respectful and reserved, abstaining from all forms of arrogance.

I strive to be conscious; knowing my self fully and completely while inhibiting a deep awareness of that Divine energy that permeates our bodies and Universe.

But most of all, I strive to be a King; one who leads his household, his Queen, and his community; using wisdom, strength and patience. To provide, protect, encourage, guide and cherish all who reside in MY kingdom… I strive to be better tomorrow than I am today…

 ~ Jah Soul

Vibin’ (Episode Three)

It’s evident that I’m just trying to stay relevant. 

So I’ll just start some controversy just for the hell of it.

Stay in my element. Hood, but I’m elegant.

Penetrate my circle, no; you can say it’s celibate.

The best kept secret, you’ll see in a little bit.

Scandalized my character, but could never belittle it.

Too legit.

Formulate these phases with no ill intent.

Accumulating power, should’ve signed on with 50 cent.

Who is it? Jah, with the soul of a king though.

Will never ever be defeated, even when it seems so.

Ready to come home, tell that chariot to swing low.

They say I need a princess, I already got a Kween though.

Powerful, that is what our chemistry’s defined as.

Ride or die, it’s over stood why I love her fine ass.

Steadily growing stronger, even as the time pass.

Intoxicating love, you could put it in a wine glass…

 ~ Jah Soul

Consider This

All of this mental stimulation that’s being forced into our vision can cause one to go blind morally. Feeling euphorically inclined to intertwine with another body, and most times, any body will do. We’ve become lust filled, so we must fulfill that gratification instantly, which causes us to shut off our common sense. Once the blood drains from our brains in to our lower region, we become as heathens. Sleeping with the enemy, we pretend to be in love; all for the sake of a good orgasm. Casual dates turn in to casual sex, and once that cow is milked, it’s on to the next. The size of a man’s genitals has become essential. As long as he has eight or nine, he’s fine; and his girth somehow out-weighs his self-worth. Know that a King has more to bring to the table than just good din-a-ling. And fella’s, we must do better, a fat butt and thick thighs does not imply she will be a good wife. You might want to delve a little deeper before you decide to keep her. Her sex and body may be amazing now, but when she is 80, will she still be your baby? A Kween is many things but one thing she is not, is a THOT.

~ Jah Soul

This Cipher…

This poem was given to me in honor of my born day by my brother and friend, Lo, who resides up under the Five. Peace and blessings be upon him. -Jah Soul

This cipher is ~
for the brotha’ who sees his self as the answer
for himself and those with the will to become
This cipher is ~
for the brotha’ who envisions a reality then
lives that which is realized
This cipher is ~
for the brotha’ who recognizes our women lost
built back up the foundation
I am a King again and you are a Queen
black or white and every shade in-between
This cipher is ~
for the brotha’ who studies his universe
that I-You-We Are One
This cipher is ~
for the brotha’ who believes in truth, justice
and equality
committed to the actions that moves a people forward
that at the end of the day, we say:
This cipher is ~
for the brotha’ who makes each day worth living
This cipher is ~
for the brotha’ who is my brother
a Righteous King….

Rise Of An Empire

Slowly we arose from the gravel and the graves.
With a purpose and a prose, despite our worries and our woes.
We saw a greater destiny through those eyes that never blink.
Shared ourselves with total strangers who eventually became the links.
That would start a chain reaction; many factors being built.
Pressing forward, gaining traction.
With our actions we can tilt
the world back on it’s axis.
We must shine so they can track us.
Light the way like living torches.
Our voices rain from porches.
Pulpits and prisons, just listen to our soul.
Reaching deep off in the darkness
until the masses grab a hold.
No one religion dominates or ever supersedes the others.
Our Kweens are all respected
and the Kings become like brothers.
These walls are built with wisdom,
conscious thoughts create the dome.
The population isn’t perfect,
but this Kingdom is our home…

– Jah Soul

Cater to Her

I’ve heard women talk about having the desire to pursue a man but hesitate because they have a fear of appearing to be “needy” or “thirsty”. I can understand this, but as I continued to think about this subject a little longer, I realized that perhaps women have the right to be a tad bit “needy”.
It’s a fact that in these days and times, most women are emotionally and mentally malnourished. Most times the only thing we men have to offer, besides a hard time is a piece of what we call, lingam. We satisfy women’s physical needs half the time and don’t pay attention to their emotional and mental needs. We fail to feed their mind and soul, and over time, they become severely starved. So, in turn, women become needy and thirsty. It’s not because they are some kind of psycho chick whose only desire is to cling to a man, but because she has not been properly and fully fed.
Women must be completely tended to; mind, body and soul. As Kings, it is our job to not only satisfy their physical needs but to make sure they are satiated mentally and emotionally. Many thirst for wisdom and guidance, and are starving for affection. They need a strong man that will build them up mentally and emotionally. We must become a teacher, caregiver and protector. We must not only provide words of wisdom and substance to sustain and strengthen her, we must also act on what we say.
If our women are needy and thirsty, it is more of a testament of our failure to give them our true love. So, if you find that your Kween is thirsty, perhaps it is time to quench that thirst. If she is needy, fulfill those needs willingly and joyfully. A king should confidently spoon feed his Kween with love, passion and encouragement until she is full. In turn, she will be refreshed, energized and encouraged and will be proud to stand by the side of her King.

– Jah Soul

The Proposition

You heard about my reputation, that explains your hesitation.

Thinking that you will be misused and that I’ll leave your heart bruised

Naw, boo…

I just want to spoil you, show you that I’m loyal too.

Create a legacy, Isn’t that what all the Royals do?

I’m not the perfect man, but I’ve got the perfect plan.

Take my hand and let me lead you. I know just what you need, boo.

Them bustas cannot please you.

Desires unfulfilled…

I’ll caress away your stress. Now tell me how you feel?

A bad boy with a good heart, you’ll always be protected.

A woman is a reflection of her man and I need to be reflected.

Combine your sexy with my swag and let’s see what we create.

Don’t even worry about the haters,

they’re just mad, they can’t relate…
– Jah Soul

The Kreation of a King

I am a poetic pastor

Preaching Proverbs and prophecies

Turning Konvicts into Kings

Making hood aristocracies

Possibly…

All they ever needed was a philosophy

A slice of Tupac with a bit of Socrates

A dash of common sense mixed with confidence

Roll it in reality

and wait for the compliments

spiritual supplements, embedded in your soul

makes an array of possibilities begin to unfold.

Change your perception and end all deceit.

If you fail, don’t trip

meditate and repeat.

Reach higher than your doubts, grab a dream and hold on

tilt that crown on your head

and have some swag on your throne.

– Jah Soul