Post by LIFE AND DEATH on Aug 11, 2005 10:07:14 GMT -5
I open my eyes everyday praying that I can still see.
I guesse deaths cousin yet again decided to have mercy on me .
Surprised that im anticipating another day.
Silent struggles charge shackled black souls.
While cement surround the condemd with control
Thats why some smoke their days away.
Just wishin that we could make more of this revolving door.
Roars that stay silent .
Growing violent deep within our core.
I sit with my mind In forward motion comotion calculated leads to sensibility.
Mind agility expressed in words verbs and nouns and proper pronounced pro-nouns.
We spit.
Perspiration the out come of our preperation.
Extreme verbilazation.
We spit .
With out hesitation.
Calculated undebated stage blaziing.
Amazing tounge twistIn pushed back before peter piper picked a pack of pickled peppers.
Spoken word sits on my chest like a scarlet red letter.
Scene are forever when written on paper.
Vapors That make you faint.
We Spit .
While spittin rapid fire words in multiple directions.
Injectin vibez into your midsection.
Your Blind.
Open your eyes.
Its time we finally seen the light.
And from this stand point its very bright.
And I hold it down.
Like a lion strikes its preys
Cause I like your wows like I like pussy
Tight
And only that way
though the dates that have been placed on the calenders have changed
Your struggle today is still the same
Unsigned hype spit with unplugged mics
on empty stages inside of empty cafes
In front of broken spotlights
So while you standing there in dark eating nuts
Theyre out there eating steak
I dont want to know how much you can take
f**k it ill see you at your wake
A man that stands for nothing doesnt deserve to stand another day
A poet is a prophet meant to stand in front of 144,000
Either whispering (whispered)
Or Shouting (loud)
We represent the streets
While they use the third degree to cause third the degree burns
Our screams are recorded at the speed of 33 and a third
replayed for mister Bush in the white house
Im not coming with a fist in the air
The new revolutionary movement will be represented by the mouth
Its not going to end like before
With Calfornia State Prison making room for more
Read up on revelation and wait for the Lamb to break the seal of six
While white Peace before Red brings dred through 3
Black means we’ll work for what we eat
Or be covered in Pale Green
Open your eyes and see what I mean
Or get up in a tribulation thats never been seen
And Its going to start in the streets
And Im sorry that I dont come with jokes
Or whimsical enecdotes bout some chicks head bouncing on my third eye
Tonight
I come to testify
I guesse deaths cousin yet again decided to have mercy on me .
Surprised that im anticipating another day.
Silent struggles charge shackled black souls.
While cement surround the condemd with control
Thats why some smoke their days away.
Just wishin that we could make more of this revolving door.
Roars that stay silent .
Growing violent deep within our core.
I sit with my mind In forward motion comotion calculated leads to sensibility.
Mind agility expressed in words verbs and nouns and proper pronounced pro-nouns.
We spit.
Perspiration the out come of our preperation.
Extreme verbilazation.
We spit .
With out hesitation.
Calculated undebated stage blaziing.
Amazing tounge twistIn pushed back before peter piper picked a pack of pickled peppers.
Spoken word sits on my chest like a scarlet red letter.
Scene are forever when written on paper.
Vapors That make you faint.
We Spit .
While spittin rapid fire words in multiple directions.
Injectin vibez into your midsection.
Your Blind.
Open your eyes.
Its time we finally seen the light.
And from this stand point its very bright.
And I hold it down.
Like a lion strikes its preys
Cause I like your wows like I like pussy
Tight
And only that way
though the dates that have been placed on the calenders have changed
Your struggle today is still the same
Unsigned hype spit with unplugged mics
on empty stages inside of empty cafes
In front of broken spotlights
So while you standing there in dark eating nuts
Theyre out there eating steak
I dont want to know how much you can take
f**k it ill see you at your wake
A man that stands for nothing doesnt deserve to stand another day
A poet is a prophet meant to stand in front of 144,000
Either whispering (whispered)
Or Shouting (loud)
We represent the streets
While they use the third degree to cause third the degree burns
Our screams are recorded at the speed of 33 and a third
replayed for mister Bush in the white house
Im not coming with a fist in the air
The new revolutionary movement will be represented by the mouth
Its not going to end like before
With Calfornia State Prison making room for more
Read up on revelation and wait for the Lamb to break the seal of six
While white Peace before Red brings dred through 3
Black means we’ll work for what we eat
Or be covered in Pale Green
Open your eyes and see what I mean
Or get up in a tribulation thats never been seen
And Its going to start in the streets
And Im sorry that I dont come with jokes
Or whimsical enecdotes bout some chicks head bouncing on my third eye
Tonight
I come to testify
