Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Linguist

it flows so sweetly
the words that come out so discretely
elegantly it goes from my mind to the world i design
while i sign the dotted lines to climb to new heights

Victorious

Thin air to spare i look at the canvas before me
inspired provokes thee
change images

implore me
to explore key element rhymes
killing it at every show its my prime time

spit logic
every word is a hit
pound for pound shit
leaving ears so def sick

i'm burning up this page
as soon as the ink hits the paper
i shatter all ignoramuses

ink plots i savor
when I speak it
a ton of labor

of love
ill methodical lines
divine to those i suppose
for all my sisters and bros

twisted up like a crisis
painted a picture for you
your ears are your iris'

24 years strong made survivalist

one love

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