I just committed an armed robbery, jacked a motherfuckers mind G... Committed straight motherfucking larceny...
AK rat a tat tat lay the fucking crowd down, stand on the table and spray the motherfucking ground, make pussy ass sheep panic, cause mayhem pon the whole damn town... Get yo punk ass down, motherfuckers get down.
Brown noise and adrenalin, African mind, African vision, Zulu going straight the fuck in.
I spin retrograde, I the samurai's blade, red visions take me away, oh so vague, I am abstractions and beautiful serenades.
I just killed a bunch of false notions and parted the Atlantic... cured a chronic asthmatic of his problematic, robbed a system of its diplomatic.
Gorilla in full rage, Lion resplendent in it's golden age, full sage as I press pon page.
Scholar emerging fresh from cave, wisdom brought forth ancient from grave.
I just skirted out on a haters face, skirrtttt and a skeet of mace, me a exit the place, such grace so eloquently displayed.
Poet poised pon the cybernetic highway, scribing sun fire pon the whole of the milky way, universal displays of what I say, a virtual lyrical pyrotechnic display.
I just blew a mind into spatters on a brick wall... Bits, pieces and a mothers bawl.
Verbalist on soap box, I stand tall.
AK rat a tat tat lay the fucking crowd down, stand on the table and spray the motherfucking ground, make pussy ass sheep panic, cause mayhem pon the whole damn town... Get yo punk ass down, motherfuckers get down.
Brown noise and adrenalin, African mind, African vision, Zulu going straight the fuck in.
I spin retrograde, I the samurai's blade, red visions take me away, oh so vague, I am abstractions and beautiful serenades.
I just killed a bunch of false notions and parted the Atlantic... cured a chronic asthmatic of his problematic, robbed a system of its diplomatic.
Gorilla in full rage, Lion resplendent in it's golden age, full sage as I press pon page.
Scholar emerging fresh from cave, wisdom brought forth ancient from grave.
I just skirted out on a haters face, skirrtttt and a skeet of mace, me a exit the place, such grace so eloquently displayed.
Poet poised pon the cybernetic highway, scribing sun fire pon the whole of the milky way, universal displays of what I say, a virtual lyrical pyrotechnic display.
I just blew a mind into spatters on a brick wall... Bits, pieces and a mothers bawl.
Verbalist on soap box, I stand tall.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
