Wednesday, December 06, 2006

remember me through my remembered flow, time will start 2 show that my complacent,adjacent mind has the rhyme 2 grow, i sowed the seed and never is there a want or need while others wallow in the greed the lord freed me from that habit
i was a silly rabbit who had bits of brilliance sprinkled on him and my resilience was that of a persistant naive bastard who walked up 2 sayaka chareese jones asked her "do u wanna b my girlfriend?" in a southern drawl
i'm quite southern y'all unforgiven plain simple quick 2 skeet on u like a ripened pimple my flow would pimp u like a pimp named slickback he'd tip his hat slap ya face and say how effin' gansta was that
born 2 rap,rhyme, and provide broken hopes and somber soliloquy, u may not admit, but i set'cha soul free because you'll remember me...
i'm from many days gone by but still i think of u ,thinkin of a truth and thinking of a truer brew, i move
nomadic asiatic bastard who once wanted 2 touch the cunt of sandy gavins niggaz stayed laughing but i was dead ass moved past ekeisha green 2 porn glaring on my t.v. screen lotion in hand
DAMN!!!!
and i'll remain T.M.I. till the die we die
I'LL HOLLA
2b cuntinued

3 Comments:

At 7:59 PM, Blogger John-Reuben said...

It's the raw and uncut. Not near as reined as your oher work. I'm eager to see where you goin with this, young bro.

 
At 5:15 AM, Blogger Jason said...

til' the day we die nigga!...you did set me free...and though we ain't 28 still, the flow so special
it got a 28 feel...the real is back.

 
At 7:55 PM, Blogger Dedrick Knox said...

Lavonne, Luv ya like a brother but go throw yourself into the pacific ocean.

 

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