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Words: Darth Binks rising

Banished To the main land Of Naboo Because they said I was clumsy But the truth is In realness Gungans be straight up scared of me I get that you probably blame me For ruining many Of your childhood memories But you people Don't even know half of my story I'm like Mrs. Pancakes You don't know me So I guess At this point I should probably Introduce myself I used to go by the name Plagueis I'm the one who trained Emperor Palpatine Taught him everything he knows About immortality I'm the one he thought he killed Whilst I was deep in my sleep I mean, you know I can both create AND destroy life, right?!? I can stop people from dying and shit So what made you think You could kill me So easily Anyway As my force spirit rose And left that dying body I searched for a new host One that can happily sustain me I came across this new born A gungan My new home So fast forward 20 years or so And I've casually Sith mind tricked My way into power Sowed the seeds of mistrust Regarding the Jedi order Taught little orphan Annie Disdain towards democracy And the best thing about it Is he actually trusts me And the best thing about it Is that Emperor Palpatine Still has no eyedea Who the fuck I am He still thinks he's the master Of his own stolen plan Not puppet in my game Being controlled by a brief swipe of my hand So now I just kinda Hang around In the background And play the generic fool And influence a situation Whenever I need to But it's a ruse You fools I keep Anakin nice and cynical As you blunder trip your way Through the rule of two I tell you You're worse than Batman With the amount of apprentices That you to go through First there was Darth Maul Who looked cool But seemingly only badass on paper Then you fucked up Darth Vader Who ended up needing   Breathing apparatus In order to continue Oh shit yeah! And Count Dooku He was equally as fucking useless But came with General Grevis Who was all kinds of badass So there's always that I guess Anyway I digress I destroyed your democracy Handed the power over to Palpatine You wanna talk about a Phantom Menace Darth Maul ain't got shit on me I be Hidden in plain vision Setting my sights On complete domination Plotting the execution Of every Jedi And every allie Why? Because Fuck the Jedi They can eat my dick That's word to Binks In fact fuck the whole light side It can eat my dick That's word to sith   And now it's 30 years later And Palpatine is gone Killed by that traitor Darth Vader But the dark side's still strong In me And trust when I say That my story is far from done It's time for the Sith to rise again This time the puppet on my strings Is Darth Vader's Grandson

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Words : There was never a Robin called Robin!!

Dear Christopher Nolan Please don't get me wrong, son I love the Shit out of The Prestige Momento And Inception I think you're an awesome director And a pretty decent sorry teller But to be honest with you I have some problems With your portrayal Of Gotham's dark protector You see I remember first hearing the announcement Back then shit was way more stagnant We'd already had some movies about some mutants But there was hardly a geek chic movement And my heart had been broken Many years earlier By a usually competent director Fuck bat nipples Fuck Barbra Wilson Batman and Robin And Batman forever This time we're getting Scarecrow Ra's Al Gul And that dude from American psycho And it'll be too early for Robin But I'm sure that he's coming Maybe even as Nightwing And that's cool yo And I've heard it's gonna be Loosely based on year one Which is wicked because I'm a massive fan of Lieutenant Gordon Gonna watch him rock up into Gotham Take down all the police corruption Watch him expose Lobe Then watch as they promote Is ass to captain And trust me I'm bare excite About that ever faithful night The Mark of Zorro On Park Row And the birth of the dark knight So now I'm about 10 minutes in To Batman Begins And the tone is all but win And I'm starting to think Why am I watching Liam Neeson Taking my second favourite villain Removing all the feeling That comes with him But I guess that's just my opinion And his league of shadows Were cool But massively under used though But at least we get a re-do In season 2 of Arrow So what we’ve got now is A bunch of incoherent fight scenes And a vengeance that means nothing And a movie so full of plot holes It's SO far removed from enticing Flashbacks within flashbacks And does this piece of shit car come in black And that voice!   I don't know why he's gotta sound like that And now we've got a bat who's afraid of his namesake Who let King Joffrey just walk away And a Gotham City That's supposed to be all realistic and gritty But the shitty reality Is that it's just well ugly And it's not just the acting And directing that's lacking It's the fact that your Batman is boring And I just thing for such a cool character You've made a well dull story But I did watch all three movies Some of them had their positive moments Heath Ledger absolutely killed it as The Joker As did Michale Cain as Alfred Cillian Murphy was an excellent scarecrow And Ann Hathaway is probably my favourite live action rendition of Catwoman But I get that it's an adaptation And hardly made for my attention I'm one of those old school Bat-nerds Who's far more into the comics and various animations I just think They missed the point a little bit, is all  

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Words: The Adventures Of A Hip Hop Fanboy

The Eyedea that Hip Hop is a slowly dying art form Is a perfectly acceptable opinion When you’re only taking into consideration 80% of what’s in the mainstream So many irresponsible lessons Being fed to the younger generations And as it breaks my heart I start to realise that those lessons were there From the very start You see My early teens Can be Pretty much Summed up With these 5 things Hip hop Hardcore Dc comics Mike Patton Twin Peaks And let's be honest At the age of 35 Not a whole lot has actually changed In my life Now To me hip hop and hardcore Were always interchangeable Ethical And political With a message to rise above it all But the misogyny Racism And homophobia run so deep If you just read between the lines That our “heroes” once did speak Growing up listening to Dre And the D o double G I didn’t think saying bitch was meant to be derogatory I just wanted to be cool Like every other motherfucker in my school I wore my onyx hoodie with pride Wu Tang hat tipped to one side And it's not like the music Was anything I could relate too Never had use for an AK Didn't need to drop any fools Because life's pretty mundane In the w.g.c It's kinda lame being B.r.i.d.g.e You see Small town kids feel the need to Feel bigger So they start acting tuff And using the word n....... Inappropriate words Inappropriate turns of phrase So many homophobic slurs It's like it's a crime to be gay Which is not ok So what I did next was Branched out and finally found music That actually spoke to me Mos Def Jurassic 5 Del Gil Dilated Peoples Public Enemy Still from streets that I've never walked But endorsing an ethic That I could support Hip hop with a conscious thought Listening to every word KRS-ONE taught I found wisdom In his lyricism Couldn't help but sit and listen To every lesson That he was teaching The words he was preaching Soon became my religion So now it's 2015 And you wanna tell me That Hip Hop needs to get in the fucking sea? Well before you make that decision My suggestion is to go listen to Doomtree Talib Kweli Brother Ali Atmosphere Eyedea Scroobius Pip Run The Jewels Sage Francis MF DOOM B Dolan Immortal Technique   Saul Williams They remind us That Hip hop is art A way to voice our opinions Hip hop is a way For us to rage Against the system Not a platform for racism Violence And sexism Hip hop should be poetry And not your misogyny So if you wanna ask me who needs to get in the fucking sea? Well...... It's Drake Obviously

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Words: All In The Reflexes

And as the words slipped out I realised right then That I didn't even want to talk The worst thing ever I did Was lending a voice To my angry train of thought But some things can't be unsaid A million variations of that sentence Going around in my head And as you stood deep In your angry silence I knew that was the moment That I'd lost you forever But whatever We said And all the promises we made We were never Gonna be forever Even if we wanted it To be that way Sometimes the past Can return to haunt you And bring back the pain That did previously taunt you And sometimes you can lose yourself In somebody else's dream Until you wake up one morning And you realise You're not the person you used to be A bitter shell of yourself Driven By the passions And the dreams Of somebody else While you put yours on the shelf We were perfect in every way Except for all the ways That we obviously weren't I learnt !That when you put your heart on the line Odds are that you'll probably get burnt And just because we fitted like a glove Doesn't mean what we had was eternal love Doesn't mean that what we had was forever Our lust was intense But a temporary adventure So I guess I'll see you later I hope things work out for you I hope you get to spread your wings and fly Just like how you've always wanted too So I guess I'll see you later I'm so fucking happy That things actually worked out for you I probably should have said this at the time The world has no eyedea How much I loved you

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**Disclaimer**

I’m not anti religion, I’m anti the dick heads who use it for personal gain and to put down/hurt other people.

This was one of the first poems I wrote, to be performed as a spoken word piece. It’s about a real life argument I had with somebody who was deeply religious and flat out wouldn’t respect other people’s opinions.

Words: Go Rapture Yourself

It was at about the age of twenty When I was pondering the holy trinity and it all seemed a little ridiculous to me The thought of one holy entity And as the years went on This girl came along From across the pond With a belief system That was all kinds of wrong She said you know what? for an atheist you're not What I expect I said funny, for an idiot You're exactly what I expect You lack common decency At every single step And anything you don't agree with You simply won't respect You told me that All gays are evil And Colbert is the devil Obama is a Muslim There's one god not several You came from a rib Just like every woman did They teach this to little kids And I find it baffling And I'm not calling you an idiot because you've found religion I just kinda feel sorry for you   because it wasn't your decision your parents had laid the foundation years of strategic plantation that homosexuality is the groundwork of Satan So go cry me some holy water And then come back and regurgitate the nonsense That your parents taught ya And please don't even begin To listen to my opinion Your truth may be your truth But it ain't what I'm feeling Now If you believe in a higher power, the last Thing I'm going to do is look down on you I'm happy that you found whatever it is that helps you get through The day to day strain where life can truly be tough So whatever keeps you sane That's surely enough Right??? No. It's not enough for you people, is it? You've gotta stamp your feet and make the loudest noise Then people will know that your point is valid Lie and cover up the molestation of young boys Then have the audacity to rule over who can get married And don't even start with "it's gods word" OK? Here's a deal you go find a picture of god I'll go find a picture of batman whoever gets back to this point first wins the argument And you have the audacity to look at me Like I'm a fucking asshat Because I find it more likely That a nightly vigilante Fights crime as a Bat Is more plausible than your 6 days of creation and all that And I could almost hear a pop as air entered the vacuum that your body mass occupied only a nanosecond earlier before I took the time to remind you That your religion is a re do Of a religion that's a re do Of a religion that's a re do Of a religion that's a re do Of a ..... I could repeat myself for hours If you really want me to If that's what I need to do to get through I'll scream it until I turn blue So I stroke my beard and stare off into the distance and wonder if history will even stoop to acknowledge your existence Or would you fade away no memories would stay or on this world would you leave a permanent stain But at the end of the day All I'm really trying to say Is Please Please don't have children