A.IA Poem by RAYNMANTHE SON SHINES " RAYS" HEATING THE WORLD , "MICROWAVE", TODAY MOVE A LIL BIT FASTER, THEN YESTERDAY. BREATH FOR SELF, AY' FUK WHAT THEY SAY. NO MATTER HOW IM DRESSED , IM IN MY WORK CLOTHES BAE BAY. BLACK ON BLAC ATTIRE, GOOD MORNING AMERIKKA FOR HIRE. DAY WALKER WITH BLADES THEY CALLING ME "SIRE" BIRTH OF A NEW BREED, FROM AN OLD SPECIES. ME AND MOSES IN ETHIOPIA ,AY' REMEMBER WE. ASK "SHEBBA",3 RAYS,NOW SHE'S A BELIEVER. SAY 'TEKE' IM KING KONGO FOR MY PEOPLE. IN THE JUNGLES THEM CAVE MAN, I ROCK PEOPLE. YOU DON'T HAVE TO WORSHIP ME MAN ,I AM 'HE MAN!' SNATCHING POWER OUT OF GREY SKULLS.WHITE HEAT,BLUE BLOOD. RED DAWN,BLACK MOON.UNITED ADAMS MAKE ROOM. RAYN FLOW MORE "DATA" THEN BULL god ,THAT'S "BATA" CREATING AND PERFORMING ART ,YEAH 'CAPA" NO PARTS, NO PRISON;FULLY AUTO, NO "NAPA" IM SPEAKING TO MY FOLKS YEAH "JAVA WAWA © 2011 RAYNMANAuthor's Note
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