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Monday, May 6, 2013

[POETICALLY INCLINED RAVINGS LEANING TOWARDS THINE OBLITERATION]


[POETICALLY INCLINED RAVINGS LEANING TOWARDS THINE OBLITERATION]
THE BEAT FOR THIS ONE... THIS PIECE WAS WRITTEN FOR THIS MUSIC SO DONT MISS OUT...
http://youtu.be/waxJQfqA6Fc

I TAKE A SCRIPT AND FLIP A SCRIPT UP A SECOND BEFORE I RIP A SCRIPT UP AND FLING IT INTO THE AIR WHERE IT MIRACULOUSLY RE-MANIFESTS AS BLAZING LYRICS THAT LAY WASTE TO THE LIE THAT IS THIS AFRICAN AMERIKKAN DIASPORA.
ON A STAGE WITH A RAPPER I WILL LEAVE HIM SHIVERING AND COLD, OH SO COLD ON THE FLOOR AS I DROP THE MIC AND WALK AWAY.
BEGGING FOR HIS PACIFIER AND SUCKING SIMILAC FOR HIS SUBSISTENCECAUSE HE SMASHED HIS TEETH OUT WHEN HE FAINTED AND HIS FACE HIT THE WOOD.
ON A STAGE I AM THE POET WHO SETS THE CURTAINS ON FIRE AS I BRING BLAZING EVISCERATING LYRICAL FYAH THAT MAKES THE SEAT SO HOT THAT YOU HAVE TO JUMP UP IN STANDING OVATIONS.
I AINT MY NIGGA, YO NIGGA OR THAT NIGGA CAUSE THAT WILL GET YO LIPS SLAPPED TO THE BACK OF YOUR THROAT.
ONCE A THUG I AM NOW THE LETTER G...
A LION UNLEASHED TO CULL THE WEAK, BORN OF THE CONCRETE AND BRICKS OF CITY PROJECT STREETS WHERE WE EAT THE WEAK...
UMMMM... TASTES LIKE CHICKEN WITH A LITTLE TANG ADDED TO THE MEAT FROM THE BURNT EDGES WHERE THE SAUCE DRIPPED TO THE COALS...
I AM THAT BEAST.


JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

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