I was out strollin, hood up pants saggin, then all of a sudden I bumped into this girl and she said “imagine…….Imagine a world that sustains a everlastin anthem that lives large at random.” I couldn’t fathom this fleeting phantom of thought; I was too caught up in concrete rot, crooked cops, in a meaningless world where all is nought. But then I was shot. I felt the hot steal, the life and breath embracing me for eternal rest and ego death. The lyrical bullet that penetrated my sedated confines of the mind was by no means a physical wound. I soon bled the red fuel, in meantime tried not to lose my cool, but I am no fool, I was destined to be ruled by the cosmic force setting my fateful course eventually forced the divine resource into my minds eye, why lie? Violently sheddin my skin like a cheese grater, switchin between dual vinyl’s with a conscious cross fader. All life’s in danger, and you can’t even sum up the courage to come up and be a player. You’re a dormant informant to yourself, putting off spirituality to the back of the shelf. Its this apathetic insanity that’s got to be the septic stench, lend me a wrench so I can open the valve to the faucets of mouth that allow me to politely vomit raw truth on your dress pants. Dry-clean your suit and tie you mindless motherfuckaaaaaaaaaaas woooord is bond.
Shout outs to the Vic island krew for funnelling this inspiration to me via rojin.
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the ebb and flow continues to shift and grow so know that to any direction in which your truly prepared the wind will blow.
and keep spitting this truth from the root of your soul to the back of your throat, and out it goes towards this massive abode, you see it the grassy blue planet, they see it grey, cold concrete roads. you see it like a star-crossed dome, you see it like gold, you treasure this home, repel what you're blatantly told.
and that is why i love you so.
bold and old. keep it up, your amongst your pack of wolves.
oh by the way. follow patricks blog, should be on mine or tesorset's. leon quest is how its defined, a mirror, a mirror..
proud and mighty this pack of wolves
i didnt know you could spit with immaculate flows.
your voice deserves a seat amongst the hip hop greats
flaunt to elevate, concentrate on mind state.
ill never lose sight on the fact that we are soul mates.
tangled with the star spangled
together we co-create and translate with odd angles.
sans trivial schisms, isms
i look through your prism
and the spectrum you display takes my heart away.
PLEASE. continue to portray the extremes of hearts and spades.
you must never change
or lose sight of that humble awareness through a careless stumble
be mindfull
wide eyed with shock and awe
i realize im with my litter
so at home, i outstretch my claws
sharing this in the heart of winter.
its that glitter in your eye you divine feline, that makes me pine for your assuring touch.
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