CHANGING OF THE GUARD

 

 

Deepa than most
i go DEEPA...

yet
not so deep
that you
become the sleepa
sleepin on
whats bein sold

whats so tellin
im tellin
what must be told

I...decompose
what i wrote
to compose like Beethov

new...

spoken word notes
verbal harmonics
musical words.

so...
inside i
i...

treat
contemporary compositions
as my opposition
up against my compositions.

from
pandora's box..."Life"
i write
from a well spring
that springs forth
illuminuos light
devine purpose
that defines my purpose.

to proposition
the breakin
of the chains
the comin of the days
4 the comin of the age

the turnin of the page
to pages
were we go from
sage to sages
the new chapter
chapter 2
"Change"...

to further along
the repositionin
of your positions.

how...

how i write...hmmmm

i write
like im in a
maximum security facility
always on guard
quick to pull your card

like a yard
full of lifers
HARD...

like the chair
i come strapped...
with high voltage.

beware of the
skull & bones cross bones
ive been know to
crush bones
with cross tones.

making 'em
hop out their skins
like Hopkins.

precise execution
the executioner

4 ever
rockin the black mask
layin em out
like "Black Flagg"...

this
is...
the changin of the guard...
& my
gold amber armor
is more
invincible
than Stark armor.

i got a complex
called god karma.

i see a world
with no bars

a plantet
with no stars
everybody shines
& nuthin
outreaches my reach

so...
i face the faceless
hooded hordes
of my situations with
valiant balance &
cadillac composed composure.

once exsposed
start the process 4 exspulsion.

reconstructin there faces...
put each 1
in there proper places.

now...gaze i
i gaze now...

in there
shadowy shrouded faces
cuz now
they got 2
face me...

the "i" in me
the king in me
"i" king
king "i"
3rd eye keen
so its crowned
a zulu king
the Chaka of my chakra's.

& theres more
fire in my heart
than 300 cartons
more drive in me
than 300 spartans.

im a artist
fluid
a unspoken
spoken
poetic
poetry poet
lucid with the fluid
more mysterious
than the druids....

the medicine man
" im givin medicine man..."
the rain maker
makin it monsoon
on paper.

predicted to be
comin soon
but a...
perfect storm
already came.

& yes...
i may reapeat sometimes.

& yes...
i may repeat sometimes.

&...yes...
i...may...repeat sometimes.

like Hoffman in
"Rain Man"

cuz im always
doin a lyrical
rain dance...

so...

so...
welcome
2 the yard

you've...
just been
introduced
to the

changin of the guard...




4 fingers an a pen...