walking the path of the peaceful warrior
is a journey for the silent soldier.
They travel to far lands and galaxies
where no man has gone before.
Walking on the rings of Saturn,
running through the fireballs of the brightest Star.
I shine to my fullest ability.
Burn amber like timber,
fall like ashes;
eat emcees like a ration;
I'm high speed,
your seat-belt you better fasten
like time I'm quickly passing,
growing wiser
my blood pressure is rising like a geyser.
Oh!
they labeled me a misfit;
outcast down to blast,
mash the gas,
then stash the cash,
open your mind like a gash,
like a boulder I bash,
your cranium,
then recycle your brains like aluminum
Damn!
Now another p.o.w (poet of wackness)
done went platinum
with beats that keep the dumb intrigued by the drum
while I write phrases that stick to the dome like bubble gum;
chill with bums in slums with no thought to run.
Magnetic is the skill
pull crowds like magnetized steal,
cost you plenty like an oil spill,
writing lines trying to earn my meals,
never catch me on the flat land,
but
always on the hill,
learnt to build before Ghanghis Khan raped and killed.
My lines are B.C (Better Concealed)
like a weapon
I'm lethal
like that final injection
government can't clone my equal
when my tank is on empty I use diesel to fuel my mental
giving me the mentality of an educated beast.
