same damned ritual
Rise sun, nah, I slumber
'Phaeton,’' says Zeus, 'what
the fuck is wrong with you?'
no sub-text
On this subject
Me, the shit-flinging monkey
Galore I adore words
and letters Units of measure for
unbounded pleasures
Turn the page, enter
Whatever fantasy O.G.
technology delivers
To escape from reality
I'm Properly unbounded in the
pages of a knowledge tree
where i'm found
kid this flow, my stroke - solid gold
like the medal i oughta hold
for these mic skills cold
Rise sun, nah, I slumber
'Phaeton,’' says Zeus, 'what
the fuck is wrong with you?'
no sub-text
On this subject
Me, the shit-flinging monkey
Galore I adore words
and letters Units of measure for
unbounded pleasures
Turn the page, enter
Whatever fantasy O.G.
technology delivers
To escape from reality
I'm Properly unbounded in the
pages of a knowledge tree
where i'm found
kid this flow, my stroke - solid gold
like the medal i oughta hold
for these mic skills cold
For an intellectual MC you are very self-aggrandizing
ReplyDeleteWell, yeah. Of course.
ReplyDeleteBut this is a poem, as it is text, not audio.
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