the course of of our lives
had to fight off a zombie sucker in the night
a crust of the bisquit isthe apostrophe
some folks like to get away take a hide away from the neighborhood
KRS- 1 in my philosophy is relevant for today
Eminem is still my friend where do I even begin again
meditation, communication & soul vexation
the likes of Drake make no mistake calling out our fate
Pac is is one great brother who held his head up
fess up to Scarface with the Diary sucker
burning Todd Bridges leave him with best wishes
leave up one hump Trump to his no it all wall
sticking with the flow one mic in my hand
when to understand
love is deep inside of me my fame to flame for society
had to take a freakin break getting loose as a goose
spreading my wings on a caboose
Rat tit tat tat got some flames on my ass
no one gets by on a free pass
simpler times with ill but faded rhymes
get stearing wheels on steel thrills on every situation
now is the hour of power gots to take a hot shower
fill up a pool without any water
Eminem knows how to flow on point
just some things you ought to know
bust up the beat to promote the tempo
Categories:
krs, abuse, addiction, america,
Form: Free verse
Thoughts roll out
like marbles on glass
each one seperate
but distinctly familiar
Emotional tidal waves
swaying, rolling, pervading
but dissappearing through self reflection
growth and maturity presently
taking me to a higher level
like if I were KRS-1
a microphone legend
for I have demons forever teaching lessons
locked in my basement
never to be shown
I wear no emporer's clothes
My attention dissaptes naturally
simultaneously traveling among
various identities
Impulsivity collides with integrity
I recognize my humanity, morality, iniquity
and the limitary of my traveling road show
that ever grows
but does not define me
Categories:
krs, black african american, crazy,
Form: Rhyme Royal