I love this illegal tender

Slender

5 foot, 5

Young girl cross gender

I seen it all

Africa, south East Asia

Like what?

The wise look away when they hand them the big bucks

While people want change, but they are all working for dollars

Poor kids get raped to gentleman caller

White skin, big green, you might mistake them for scholars

They’ll have on a strung leash, like bitch with a collar

Young child big promises from the mountains of Burma

Sound like a past, America from Angola

The theme is the same and the year don’t matter here

When your sole is unaccounted and your dead or you disappear

While your parents let you go because the soil was just dry there

Ready or not

So I’m not about to tell you where I’m from

It’s not important, the cash I have, close I wear or shit I’ve done

Frankly that stuff isn’t important

How would I influence you if I talk about pot rolling while I’m snorting?

Really I’m just trying to lay it down like sister Lauryn

The truth is hoes and bling are kind of boring

I’m more interested in books you read not girls you’re scoring

I also think that who you help should hold more ground then cars you’re flooring

So no, I’m not here to talk and brag of me

It’s all irrelevance, my past, and my family tree

Does it change much if I tell you my roots are made in Sicily?

Will you miss the point and think I sling guns to earn a living?

Will you think I extort the many to help the few with over eating?

Will you think that I’m exempt from hurt or bleeding?

Emotionally callused to all that’s hurting?

I’m just here to lay down straight issues

I don’t want you to use my words to masque and misuse

I’m just here to tell you about you

If ever you’re in doubt this is all truth

You are created it an image

Universals, call it God or magic

Just don’t call a scrimmage

No, you have no lines

No boundaries

You exceed all other animals and species

You are the light and fruit of a thought

Intellectual artistry

Vibrating thoughts by the second

But out of harmony

I want to lay it down like a Fugee

“Ready or not here I come” I hope it stops the bleeding

all is all

All is all if we fall

With our backs to the wall

I can’t count the times that we refused to listen

The social paradigm and fictitious system

The environment’s falling

Invest in space missions

We’ve all lost friend, cancer

Gas emission

Well my stomach is turning

Enough of hypocrisy

We sit still but discuss import topics

Sip coffee

Now what’s next to the flavor and this tactical texture?

When all that’s import is Friday nights facebook picture

Where we hope for five seconds and create a huge fuss

Hoping, crossed fingers that all I eyes are on us

Well no one is looking

While all’s just a pixel

While humanity hangs on one half rusted axel

I was thinking

I was thinking of you and I

You and I, we should have an orgy today

No sneaking around trying to justify to each other why we desire other partners

No more criticizing each other so that we can mentally justify why it is that we needed to sleep with that insignificant other

I want spectators

Observers

Overseers

I want to arch you over

I want to me like …..sinister

As I fondle your young sister

Or watch you played by that old Mr…..

What’s his name? I guess it really doesn’t matter

You and I inside the shower

Your best friend I would devour as she watches us, there near the sink

I think she might be masturbating

I’m sure that now I’m contemplating

How tasty she must be therein

I’d love to see her play your nipples

Touch your clit

While softly tickled

The water’s off now still you trickle

It could even be my friend

Nothing new except I’m watching

Taking notes and yes comparing

What’s he got that drives you wild?

When I can’t even make you smile

I think we need to come to terms Here

Pop an acid, pop a blotter

Fuck the night away like slaughter

If Only we can cross these borders

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[GJ1]?

don't little boys play with

Don’t let the little boys play with you

Don’t let them lie to you lie, use you and a abuse you

Men say a lot of shit like “ I love you forever”

Just to trick you so you’ll be the weekly flavor

You asked for my opinion

I give castle of truths

On those truths I build dominions

I’ll give words and theories to fight off the conspiracies

Metaphors, similes to vanquish insecurities

Don’t be a little girl, stand proud and be a lady

Follow all your dreams

Life is one big playground

The most marvelous of game

Just listen to your instinct

Don’t get caught in contradictions

People run away from what they are like superstitions

Build internal diction

Words that you can draw upon

There is mass of ugly ducklings

You were meant to be a swan

So don’t get scared, as time will pass

You were destined only to succeed

Inside of you sleep all the answers

On what you are and what you need

So don’t let the little boys play with you

They’re just running in up circles

If you want to get by in this life you got to pass the spirals

Keep your innocents, your youth and I promise it will guide you

If in doubt, just ask inside

Then become your greater truth

Sister Lauryn

What ever happened to sister Lauryn?

She spoke those words so truthfully

Then she disappeared in thin air just like smokescreen

Is this what happens in the music scene?

Is it disease or pretentious people that killed Marley?

Was it the need to be themselves in our structural deficiency?

I mean it’s hard to have a mind and live this mind-numbing consistency

Would Lauryn be around if not for her husband’s promiscuity?

Was he too weak to handle her and so broke up his family

Would Joplin be around if it wasn’t just for money

She got smart to the fact that they were ripping her off constantly

I’m sick of seeing all our role models disappear

They push inferior minds with thoughts that just pollute the air

Music is getting weaker, we don’t notice, we don’t care

Inflicted with ideas that we will all be millionaires

Is this our American dream? It’s insanity

It’s time to wake the fuck up from propaganda and the scrutiny

Separate yourself, will to be not a want to be

Dreams mean I’m asleep

It’s nightmarish and all kind of phony

I need a sense of truth so let’s just go out and spill it

We got raised to be paranoid due to financial stasis

Our salary is an aired cage that keeps us in our pointlessness

Forgetting to do the things that were destined of our worth

No more wasting time

No more wasting rhymes or lyrics

I want to touch the world

Really penetrate the pubic

I’m artist dam it

Not a pimp, a prostitute or even a Republican

I won’t sell myself short just to dumb down in via transit

I’m gonna fuckin master this life, be an intellectual puritan

I’m sure then, to touch the loyalty of the millions

To all those that can’t relate that hide behind a gin and tonic

Facebook status a paralysis

Meant to keep us all united

Though divided we all stand kind of looking for the pack leader

He is nowhere to be found unless he is a financial deceiver

So I’m fed up of these lies we’re sold about wealth and pure fake fortune

Don’t you waste this perfect life it is worse upthan abortion

who will sort them ?

Speculating conspiracy theory

Got me weary

Friends, family and all those near me

Feel like I’m relearning all those a b c

Nothing is as easy as 1, 2, 3

I got this thing in my head now

It won’t go away if I scream load

I’m not really in it for the fans or the crowd

Not the money or glamour not some golden shroud

I’m in it for a truth, I won’t bare

I see my generation struggling to go nowhere

Working, hustling while the economy roles

While the system and your 40 hours steal your soles

Uncle Sam is not an uncle a relate to

Seem like some child molester in the bushes out brake you

He offers you a token though for all the work that you’ve done bro

Just like a pedophile smile the while, defiles

Takes your years away with such finer style

As I’m trying to brake the system

In this land of the free, we are a discounted Pandora

Led in a cage built by boredom

1,2,3 all our soles who will sort them?