Thursday, May 6, 2010


My plan is to regulate with a desert eagle, fuck scuffling,

since advanced schemes the man dream not, too high,
too fly, who I? Asiatic black kid sees through the plot,
groove hot, my hood is flaming I move not, you soup,
The Ancient black Hebrew, proven to be smooth,
I bust for ladies lust, what I practice is God's science,
the one man alliance, blamming iron, Black Moses,
host my people, rules and jewels like I am standing on Zion,
endangered species are dying, we speak math,
outcome of the wrath was a blood bath, the path I follow,
is laid by God, work I put in made me hard, Shakespeare,
with Shaka Zulu's spear, rock the mic make ladies shake their rear,

Saturday, May 1, 2010

Never sell my soul.

The nappy headed king sling the pronounce that bounce,
on beats, go round and hold down my hood, never sell my soul,
it is all good I am down and make my name know through nouns and verbs,
the super sonic bomb spit you talk trash, I stay calm kid,
I brag about my skills, you brag and talk how you kill,
I stalk my pray and like RUN DMC I walk this way,
the blazing showcase for my peeps, I do not smoke weed,
no more pork, I pop cork, rock mics for a sport,

No one can stop me from rapping, It is in God's hand,
the advanced plans and smarter moves, tear the roof off,
the pure hip hop fan, no blam blam man, the Asiatic black kid,
rap this, no more practice I got it in my blood, flip quick for chips,
grip the microphone, rhyme in a hyper tone, drop an icy poem,
frozen more emotions in motion like the Indian ocean, posing
overdose of lyrical narcotics.