Favorite MC's:
Immortal Tech, Cannibus, Nas, Tupac, BTNH
11/25/2008 6:40:25 PM
mind the bareness, im not much for decorating stories........ storytelling
If words could say how I felt this moment, my speech be hit with suits like I don’t’ own it, bittin from my soul like vampires condone it, yet the word just can’t hold it
So I let it say im a force uncontested, a teacher of sorts with my course uncongested spittin hard as if it’s the last of free fables, pushin the day like it was the end of free cable.
but im blessed with it and able, I can tip toe to kill hatin fakes, so listen hard cuz dem heels be makin quakes when im walkin this battleground for cheese to free us, only to be bought back down to knees when I cop a slice at life’s pizzarias
I got scare tactics to wake like bombs in north korea, so Set yo alarm cuz I peel back lids to watch souls, watch foes get hung from bent epidermics that clutch toes, let the fools learn it and go, seed a nation and watch it grow.
Cuz a woman’s dynasty is at heart, drive stakes but the twilight sparks like my free verse that puts a reverse in park. Rehearse in dark so you can see it flicker, animate my suspension cuz my words go quicker its the breath of a goddess that lets it linger
Got that geisha stance but im up with the third finger, if sixshot could see im loading the barrel, tired of life so gone all I see is peril, tired of lies its like I wear sabotage as fashion apparel
So its got me ready to drop skirt to knees, ready to give in to drama to have a free piece, free release but am I relieved? We can wait but Only time will tell on a watch I sent to ebay for resale,
So Send in your bids, drama, you may prevail, the pistol cocks with my reflex locked down on the crook of a glock, impulse chases what maybe the last chance, heart races shoulda thought in advance,
Eye to eye with the shell but all I need is a glance, no turning back its point blank, I can already feel the heat from the tank, gun powder fills the air as I start to thank the ones who put me in this place,
Metal to face but the temple doesn’t burst, clicks sound cuz im still pushin my trigger’s thirst, dry heaves pound the chest I thought It would hurt, but it feels worse to see ya body die first,
My lyrical conscience laughs at my fate, “you’re only spittin to live, whatchu got in return to give to this plate?”, I stare at the cause of my wake, no pain but she’s bathed in blood that formed a pool the size of a lake, I take one breath to say that im th…………
11/25/2008 6:40:25 PM
