Wednesday, August 2, 2017

KISMET...

WHAT I EXUDE IS AS SOLID AS THE STEEL ON A 747 JET LINER WHEN THE BOLTS CAN'T TURN NO TIGHTER,
(( I'M A MUTHAFUKIN RIDER ))
IF THE NECESSARY OCCUR I'M GONE BE HIS NUMBER 1 (( FIGHTER))...
SOUL TO SOUL CAUSE OUR ESSENCE IS THE RAIN DROPS ON DRY DESERT DIRT,
I DON'T CARE ABOUT OUTSIDE INTERFERENCE AS LONG AS I COME (( FIRST ))...
IT'S DEEPER THAN THE WATERS OF EVE'S BAYOU~OUR CHEMISTRY  BECOMES PHYSICAL WHEN EVER I WALK BY YOU.....
TRUE SPIT CAUSE I CAN CHANGE THE AIR TO ANOTHER WHOLE DYNAMIC,
HIS FIRST BREATH IN THE MORNING SIGNALS THE TELEPATHY IN MY GENTICS  GOT DAMMIT...
CAUSING A SCENE AMONGST THE UNIVERSAL LAWS OF PHYSICS,
COMING TO THE REALIZATION THAT
POETRY IS THE HISTORY IN MY HIEROGLYPHICS....  

(( I AIN'T YA ORDINARY SISTA ))

Copyright Shan-Teazy Ledgend  2017




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