Friday, January 29, 2010

blessed out

When I turned 25 my existence began to burn within me


Passing through my pulsating veins

That had since childhood predicted my journey, not just my claim, to fame

Resembling the flow of a rivulet how in its quintessence it is incessant from day to day

The theory of the secret I would often contemplate and use in life everyday

Well, contemplate on most days and apply it mostly some times

I mean but I do think about this always and I try but that is no so fly so I let the thought by on by cuz to only do that is to fail especially if you don’t do it very well and I don’t do nuthin less im doin it big

AND ERBODY wonder why it is that as of yet I aint got no kids but yea I plan on have some of them God willin

And most of our homies end up dead or in jail

The biggest institution pimpin our men and women

But the system aint gone whore me,

I aint gone sit around like poor me,

So I just might as well take my Nike check and put it on the wall

Cuz I aint nothing I can’t do homie, nah nothing at all.

The seeds planted in me aint eva gone fall to far from the tree so I continuing spreading these seeds even unwillingly

Cuz I was born into my queendom destined to ball

I knew that I had to live my way, im so short I automatically stand tall

Not forgetting to praise my Lord everyday

For w/.o you Sweet Jah, oh my Allah

There is no anything

And I thank you for putting royalty in my genes

And makin it a miracle how I look in these jeans

Oh it’s so sexy the way he be blessing me

And no I don’t feel it a necessity to not talk to God

Like he my lover and friend cuz the feelings I be feeling

I know that they be commin from him

He my ultimate high I be superman high

Of f the lord whom wielded my sword,

when I call his name he be answerin my every cry

On some bad days a constant habit was havin myself to mutilate

For years I mentally beat me, overfed, fornicated and bled me

Tatted, pierced, and fornicated me, tried me, supplied me and undressed with my own eyes me,

Now I have realized me: the prize that IS me

Im an extreme left or right depending on what you mean and whether its day or night

In the mind of the moderate modern contemporary ordinary or futuristic mediocre human being

Considering that my will is free: I do me! but not without first questioning

The actions of my deeds and what will become of me because of them

So I pray for guidance of my every move and so like a human game of chess

I unload the armor of my chest and protect myself from this illusionist world of mess. And thus im Jah blessed

You either attack or you defend everyday sumbody must die

but the one thing you can’t do is pretend

And the only thing you must do is plan, in advance

Im like a poker game

simply play my hand

read the cards and you’ll get far

let me see that expression on ya face

so your decision is misplaced and I

end up takin over your whole space

cuz my crown is mightier than you entire realm

now ponder that

and remember ya game is wack and you need to work on dat.

So yo, Holla at me, cuz I got that help that ya need

and don’t fuks wit my team cuz we let ya whole block bleed

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