The Cunning Linguist Comes Up

Bragadocious wordplay....

I don't give a f**k and that's the truth with less debate,
for what a willing man consumes won't make me deffocate,
I'm out here pushin books which leaves me little room to hate,
you like it then I love it n***a; wine and juicy steak,

is how I celebrate success so come and place ya bets,
on if ya boy can leave behind the hood for gated stress,
I'm smokin on some reggie while the O.G.s say it's cess,
these n****s nowadays; I love a few, negate the rest.

I am The Cunning Linguist if you've never heard my name,
don't sweat it none cause truth be told I've always heard the same,
the best way to describe me; soldier's heart with nerdy brain,
a father never bothered with deceit or dirty games.

The realest n***a that you know's just writing out his thoughts,
it's better that than shotgun shells to white me out in chalk,
I'm carried by a heart so cold it's best you bundle up,
I am The Cunning Linguist, watch ya back, I'm comin up.

©2013
The Cunning Linguist

Author's Note

These pieces with my name in the title are my therapy. I pretty much vent about whatever's on my mind at the time or just exercise my verbiage. Either way they always come out well.