Saturday, February 23, 2008

Its M dot E, and I, please take notice
Back for the first time, the flow is Ludacris
Watch me, get it crack'n, like Weezy
Or kissy kissy, haha, girl, I'm just bein' silly
Neva catch me sayin no homo, it aint so, so there it go
Limits, thats a person I dont know, its a no show
If ya dont know, then it's probably sho,
Up ya mind game, folks, you thinkin to slow
O' ya needa jus' drive slow
Livin too fast, dyin before the light goes
No bulb ovah head, life molested you
A beautiful fool, called cool, jus' take two
On this stage, everyones an actor
Shakespeare, the gay, pig macker
Jus' kickin' a lil truth between the lines, down my lane
Drivin' like ya grandma, windows down, doin my thang
Eyes on you, love that dontchu
Attention! Attention! She's feeding of the menu
Men-you, succubus, love to eat you - alive
Aint she live, aint she fine, aint she, aint she, aint she worth a try
Nah, to hell, bro, these eyes watch only to let her pass by
No Pharcyde, or bus stop, and no hi, its like I
No time fo' no Jazzy Belle, so buh-bye
By way of attraction, I'm blind to her naked eye
Yet I, shine like a Jedi, for the one without the perm
Burn baby burn, M. Jackson wont get a turn
The young'n, lov'n, strapped fo' sumthin sumthin (sooky sooky now)
That quick nuttin nuttin, got 'er 9 months 'n nothin
Drama o' baby momma, got her dreams at a comma
Death befo' dishonor, dyin inside, outside a balla
Ballin! Oooh, damn, in da club -- child's mother callin
She sad now dat she see me, shoulda said wassup back when
Girl, I know ya' want love, but dig me
Im somewhere in the abyss, sitting pretty
Or so you would like, or so you say, to ya dismay
You dont know whatcha want anyway, anyhow, anyday, everyday
On the same oh, unfold for bank roll, unroll to ravel
What a modern marvel, shoulda so cold, but so-so
Because whenever I want ta, I will--but the nunction to function
On the sensual, isn't sensible, so nah, I aint comin
Dont call, dont pause, just keep it movin' on and on
I aint no don, just know when the dawns upon
Blind eyes opening for the first time, skin feel the shine
Or like Shyne steppin out after his time, somethin' sublime
Lime, you taste it, ya basis, or it is base-ic
Acidic, it rains on ya miss, fire below ya waist, wasted
Guzzle in the muffle, muddy waters
Relax ya self girl, please set-tle down, midnight marauders

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Dumb it Down



Most of that is my feelings. Beside the fact that you can't deprive people of history, because you have to eliminate time in and of itself - thats not benefical. Its not even about pride. It's about facts. If your raised on lies, you'll live in a deeper matrix than people already are in.

"Dumb it down, nigga!"
Ok, here it is.
Its the...Universal Zulu, un-lynched prince,
And negro-hanging, of the city of trees, man, its intense
Man, yo, me and the beat so tight I go crossed eye
Yeah, sticky fingaz, all I do is climb high
Peter Park with the art,
its like mary jane when I spark...but its not
From the strip to the boondocks, I boom without stop
2Pacalypse, Strictly 4 My Niggaz dislocatin necks as they head knocks
To all my qonjo and mälak, by my side theres a spot
Intertwine, we'll be fine, as I beeline to the skyline
Birth line after line, tag-a-long
Yeah, I'm tight on those periods
See, drop seeds, the child shall lead, kid
Makin', creatin', amazin, its the creed
Anyways, back to whatchu do, man proceed.

Friday, February 8, 2008

18 - voted - Black

I did not vote for Oboma.
I did not vote for Clinton.
I did not vote Republician.
I did not vote Independent.
I voted.

Why? Well, basically because I could - more or less. The fact of the matter is that I dont see any legitimace in the system, and none of the canidates were worthy of it - and more than likely never will be. I say more than likely, but I mean never - because 99% isn't exactly a reasonable percentage for the likely side.

The government basically sucks. It's complexities leave it inefficent to do much of anything right - but that isn't really the source of the problem. The main problem is that Neo-Babolyon/America is based in iniquity, so to start your act in such a way leaves no room for true morality.

There are a series of reasons why I am not supportive of this government. They boiled down to the reason that I am black, basically. So, why didn't the tribal boy of African descent not vote for a potential tribal leader named Oboma with the slick tongue, distant cousin of Bush and Uncle Tom's child? Well...I dont know.

Maybe I'm just a nigga.



Saturday, February 2, 2008

Writing

Ay, ay, tears forgot what my face felt like, so I touch the mic
Stars are my eyes, with the skin of the night
So, let the son/sun set, hard press
The un-lynched negro in the horizion, whats next
Its pressure, on this God's temple, so I rub my temples
Flow subtle, flowers in the meadow during a ripple
Papers crumpled, mind swarm the beast's belly
Gulp the land, cock back and ready, ready?
Undergo indigo, then the blues are no mo'
Music pharmisct in the fold, medicate your soul
The energy, bounce in me, gotta get a hold
Thumb stuck out, somewhere at the end of all road
So, take me away, and back, back, back in the day
Best of both worlds, today, a touch of tomorrow and yesterday
Idris, I dont want a black leader
I am one, and you too, stop actin' up nigga.