Sunday, June 7, 2015

I STAND UPON MY SCRIPTURES....

I CANT SPIT SONAR SOUND WAVES  AS IF MY TONGUE WAS ON A MISSION,
MAKE MY INK SKEET ACROSS THE PAGE UNTIL YOU CAN VISUALIZE THE OUTCOME OF MY PERIPHERAL VISION...
I DON'T NEED ACCOLADES WHEN MY POETRY REACHES DEPTHS DEEPER THAN THE GRAND CANYON, 
GIVING REAL FOOD FOR THOUGHT THAT EACH VERSE CAN EXTINGUISHED YEARS OF MENTAL & UNWANTED FAMINE....
HIGH PROFILE THIS ADVISORY COMES WITH A WARNING ⚠, 
I'M GUARANTEED TO HALT ALL TRAFFIC JUST BY THE WAY MY HIPS BE SWINGIN' AND TURNIN'
FAST FORWARD SO THIS MESSAGE CAN PRESENT ITSELF CRYSTAL CLEAR,
IT'S A NEW SHERIFF IN TOWN 
SO ROLL OUT THE RED CARPET CAUSE THE REAL QUEEN IS HERE...
AND FUCK THOSE THAT OPPOSE MY CHARACTER FROM HEARSAY AND I IDLE CHATTER,
CAUSE I'M THE SAME THOROUGHBRED CHICK THAT HELD SHIT UP WHEN NO ONE ELSE DIDN'T FUKIN MATTER...
PROPHESY DICTATES WHAT I'M CAPABLE OF JUST BY THE WAY I WRITE MY HIEROGLYPHICS,
LEAVING INDENTS ON GRAVEL AND STONE YEARS AFTER I'M GONE AND SPIRITUALLY DESCENDED...
I DON'T ASK FOR NOTHING BUT LOYALTY AND AUTHENTICATED SCRIPTURES,
BUT THE ESSENCE OF ONE SOUL CAN BE SEEN THROUGH THE SNAP SHOT OF ONES KODAK PICTURES....
I WAS ALMOST DESTROYED BY THE SAME HANDS THAT I WAS WILLING TO FIGHT FOR,
BROKEN INTO 1000 PIECES THAT WORLD NOW WANTS TO KNOW WHAT IT IS THAT I WAS WILLING TO DIE FOR....
THIS AIN'T ANOTHER SAD SONG AND I DEFINITELY AIN'T  ONE OF THE FUKIN BRAXTONS,
TONY AWARD GOES FOR THE REALEST SHIT EVA SPIT LEAVIN' NO ROOM FOR ERROR BUT CLOSIN' ALL GAPS BETWEEN THE MARGIN AND THE WHOLE PART OF THE FRACTION~
YESSSSS MY WORDS ARE ACTION, WATCH ME MORPH INTO THIS LEDGEND WHILE MY LEGACY PICK UP IT'S NATURAL TRACTION....
I STAND BEFORE THE WORLD WITH MY PEN READY SHOOT AS WELL AS BLEED,
NOT GIVING A DAMN WHO'S WATCHIN' CAUSE I'M ALWAYS GIVING THE REAL AND BOTH SIDES OF ME....

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