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Qadar where you been?!
Dwon' where you been?!
For surely I haven't been chasing Dollars
Just been trying to make sense.
As with any knowledgeable man, he always leaves behind a trail of cents.
Canceling all wicked checks, and only paying righteous rent.
With Humble intent,
jumbo imprints on the minds of the people,
he's been called the fresh prince, time and time again,
the blessing that's sent
to put the smiles on the people,
to inspire, cultivate, motivate, and to give them hope again.
Mind is super amazing,
body is super basic,
know so much $h*t,
some people think that I'm super crazy,
if I listen to their bullsh*t, it'll make me super lazy.
Keep my eyes and my nose in books,
I literally eat pages,
I have a paper tooth, and only truths ease my cravings.
Smells so good, makes me snort lines of verbs, nouns, adjectives, adverbs, metaphors, similes, conjectures, and meaningful adjacents,
this is a high that I'll forever be chasing.
Creative forms of literature are truly my life savings,
if I go into my account, I can produce a statement of a billion amazing sayings and phrases that my mind has created.
Can't be duplicated,
because The Most High planted them,
I put them into word form, now the people chant them,
like I'm some type of poetic champion.
I freestyle because my handwriting is so terrible,
to say that nothing is ever written, when I finish cooking stanzas, the pieces are enjoyable and edible.
As long as I have poetry, I'll never be unemployed,
I'm employable because it's a world of poetry that we live in, most don't see it,
filling out applications with my mind,
and in due time I'll climb up the corporate latter to recite some sick rhymes.
To make people dig deep into their minds and make them write poetry at least once,
because poetry is ancient and it has been here since the beginning of time.
Poetry and mathematics, man I'm such a addict, everything adds up, and my mind I freely let you have it..
Qadar Dwon'
