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Sunday, May 12, 2013

SPIT DAT


[SPIT DAT]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE... IF YOU WANT TO TRUELY SEE THE PIECE YOU GOTTA HEAR THE MUSIC...
http://youtu.be/4U3tueHrRRk
Cross the ghetto housing walls and into the universality.
A distinct and factual reality.
Pounding the concrete and banging down mental does.
These scintillating versatile floes soothe woes.
A bit a the old Harlem Renaissance.
A phenomenal rhyme filled seance.
Raise the dry bones... Raise the dry bones.
Willie Lawrences son is bringing this thang home.
Yeah though I once dwelled in the pit I aint forgot how to spit.
A flip a dis and a flip a dat shit.
A drop of momentous magnitude.
A pure shatterer of perceptions of latitude.
The thump in your left ventricle.
The bumping in your temples.
Pure beatdown in a cadillac trunk.
Fluid ass Florida guerilla funk.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY