Gun trigga.Dick's bigga,why FUCK ? Killer.Blood spiller,BCH stealer.Mack Truck.Bad Luck,Fuckin' with this black buck.I'm complicated down to my strut,like the way I hold my gat,flat on it's side,like a pup & I'm tickling the trigger,make it laugh from it's gut.I represent the ashes and dust,all the soot up in your chimney,got U stuck iN a rut,U could fIrE,hold your fire son I'm smokin' U up.The Earth,The Air,The Fire and The Seas,3rd dimension,4th dimension,5th dimension with ease,all THAT SHIT U never thought of Got U smokin' them trees @ your front door with MY sawed of got U snortin' Them keys.BOY I AIN'T GONNA KNOCK,open up,when it's time 2 meet your maker ain't no changin' the plot,I own the lot and I'm here 2 serve these royalties like GOLD in a pot.....

Callin' hAves and have-noTS,every ceLL on THA block,every mother fucker or bitch wiTH A tRigga:empty barreled or cocked.MARCHIN' like parade OF sCArs if U been staBBed or sHOT,son we smokin' these batons RIGHT IN FRONT of these cops.Callin' out 2 the KIDS,all my people with bids.Whether SuiTed UP or bOOted up or sTuCk in the mid.ALL my students of the underground with record store GiGs.Callin' out 2 the girls,the inveNtors OF worlds.The intelligence of reLEVANCE & elegant pearls.Pour like necTAR from the LOTUS,big bang opus in swirls;down the sWeatY bacK of HaIr weave tracks and dry Jheri Curls.All the stars:the rings of Saturn,fiery Mars,all the jet-proelled philosophies of Venus in Furs.All the pussy U can hAnDLe from a poet that purrs...

DeatH crEEps through THE strEEts.A rabID dog in hEAT on a DEAD END strEEt.Oil slicks:the only rainbows canvass gray CONCRETE.Shadows of skyscrapers fall when Mohammed speaks...

I was birthed from the Earth.Fought my way to this day.Now,I'm grown.Truth be told.By the time you hear this song u've got wrong.Caught in the labyrinths of time,in your mind.Unlearn.Unwind.But,not to worry there is no hurry."Come onto me" says She."U've been polluted uprooted by Time.U have been muted,computed,but I'm a living vessel of the Sun,of the Moon,of The One.Come......"

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D'Angelo,Erykah Badu,Zap Mamma,Maxwell,Me'Shell NdegeOcello,Jaguar Wright,Hezekiah,Bilal,India Arie,Ledisi,Dwelle,Raheem DeVaughn,Rahsaan Patterson,Amel Larrieux,Goapele,Jodeci,Cee-Lo,Joy Denalane,Raphael Saadiq,Anthony Hamilton,Cody ChesnuTT,Chaka Chan,Jaheim,Dudley Perkins,Jon B,Lauryn Hill,Dionne Farris,Sade,Nneka,Patti LaBelle,N'Dea,Bobby Womack,Prince,Tyrese,Shai,Lizz Wright,Lenny Williams,Babyface,W.Ellington Felton,Jill Scott,Angie Stone,Macy Gray,2Pac,Naughty By Nature,The Roots,Common,Mos Def,Lupe Fiasco,Portishead,Moloko,Buju Banton,Bob Marley,Nas,Patrice,Ayo,Guru's Jazzmatazz....

Love Jones....Gardens of the night...Hav plenty....

like the rain to the dirt , from the vine to the wine , from the alpha to creation to the end of time..........live in the ghetto but don't let the ghetto live in you.......it's no good being the richest man in the graveyard.......if trouble was money,i'd B a millionaire..........to the hungry soul every bitter thing is sweet........it doesn't matter what you do with the body because the spirit is independent..........your thoughts and your feelings create your life............the sins of a dark yesterday will B redeemed in the achievements of a bright tommorrow....heartache is like an education for a man,we don't really grow up until a woman reaks your fucking heart,that's your diploma,if you come through that,you're a man.....dreams are the blood of the soul....one of the scariest things in life is to get what you wish for....we're all students,the smart ones keep learning after school's out....i despise this two-becomes-one thing where you lose your individuality....some people fall in love,others fall in shit....there ain't but 2 pieces of pussy you gonna get in your life,that's your first and your last,all that shit in between-that's just the extra-gravy....no matter what else people may steal from you,they will never B able to take away your knowledge....poetry wasn't written to be analyzed,it was meant to inspire without reason,to touch without understanding.......i strive for freedom within the music.....breathe,that's the first action in life....a musician is a philosopher and a scientist and he uses the science of music to project the particular philosophy he subscribes to