Friday, August 3, 2007

I take a look around
see niggas standing stagnant
waiting for flies to catch
i take flight
they act like its a slight
like busted wind
im growing
wind under my wings flowing
catch me on mars
once you get past neptune
see you soon
good thing time dont exsist
or young poit would be waiting long minute
eternity
but etrnity to me exixts in a second im not with self
so take your bullshit judgement somewhere else
god can throw stones
shit i was raised on pocket full of stone music
underground forever yet i work better as leader/teacher
a reach the leaders ask them to step down
or step the fuck up
or else
their health will sadly deteriorate
fucking with universal energy aint enough
i get the stoned out feeling that bodying niggas is the cure sometimes
nonviolent comunication would probably work just fine
but at times i dream of clucthing a nine
never had a gun
never scared to say it
aint ben in a fight since funcruchr plus
whAT
YALL AINT DONW
YALL DONT GET IT
WELL GET WITH IT
THIS IS REVOLUTIONARY MUSIC
NO NEED TO CLUCTH THE NINE OR THE AKS
NONVIOLENCE IS GONNA GIVE US THIS DAY
IF IT MAKES YOU FEEL ANY BETTER
THIS THE START OF JUST ONE LETTER
SA MAN THAT FUCKIN NIGGA CRAZY DUDE
AND WHATS WORSE, I TELL HIM WHAT TO DO
SO IN A FEW YOULL SEE THE MALCOM GUERA BOUNCIN
GLOCKIN POPIUN BULSHIT NIGGAS POPPIN TAGS