Friday, January 30, 2009

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I’m stylish with the stylus,

Vocabulary longer than the Nile is so small talk is useless,

I speak on that level that’ll confuse Confucius,

My angles cover all bases as if obtuse, it’s…

The type of shit that’ll spark a revolution,

Guevara with the pen searching for a revolution,

Living for the moment, to hell with the conclusion,

Motorcycle diaries with kush inside my Cuban,

Turn up the music, my words beautifully human,

Nat Turner 2007, nuance the movement,

Revolutionaries keep a hammer in the tool kit,

Ain’t too many that move with the force that I move with,

I’m far from a nigger be it kin or racial slur,

Spit hotter than Lucifer wearing an exclusive fur,

I’m out of this world,

Got a sister on Jupiter,

I call her my old earth,

Penny for my thoughts, don’t insult my words worth,

My diction is priceless,

I’ve nice with the mic since Osiris loves Isis

 

 

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