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Sktzo
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AWAKENING MINDS

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Prophet 4 No Profit

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life

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I used to wear a goose down
But now who is the goose now
The goose gander created a stigma in my own community
... So I shot the goose down

Down is how I lock it
Stolen bracelet and necklace locket
My words will perform tactical bombings
And clear the way like a nuclear rocket
This is how I drop it
My flow like the oceans know
You could never stop it
I take true hip hop mixed with my own experiences
Merge, then converge and combine them to rhyme, and then drop it

Spit it nicely
Only once, never twice see
For those with eyes to see and ears to hear
Listen quietly without trying to spite me
I’m not an apple but you cam bite me

Try to copy my flows is irresponsible
Reprehensible - just so you know
If you can’t create your own flow
Then you too are living on some reality tv show

Because when my mouth opens
Everyone stops their joking
Instantly inhale my vapors of truth
And they get high and start choking
Stop the redundant eloping
Between lies and truth to help you with your coping
Because my mind is in warfare mode
And you’ve already been in my scoping

Forget the entire lyrical process
God sent me as a modern day end of the age spiritual prophet
Not like John the Baptist or Elijah whom many may know
Because like Jesus did in his conversations
He spoke in everyday talk like flows
In metaphorical allegories and stories
That which the common man understood and would know!

This is my life, my pain, my struggle and my mind
And although there are various selves fighting at war within me
I have yet to be a man that’s blind
No longer am I confined to a negative state of mind
Because in days past
My running would never last
I thought my struggles I would outlast
But they persisted
Pain I tried to have resisted
But they insisted
By hitting me with a quick fist
Thus I was spiritually 'fisted'!

But I was forcibly awakened and so I awoke
Through the years of mental purging
Some old friends and acquaintances would laugh at me and joke
But I got the last laugh
Because my measure is beyond any human treasure
My metaphysical circumference and mass
Helped me overcome, supersede and surpass
My past misery,
Internal historical iniquity
Befriended the solar eclipses of days past
I grew and out ran the speed of pain
And now my essence shall forever last

Through words of rhyme or digital
And electronic chronic smoked up viewings
I will continue to live in the midst of everyone who too knows the path they walk
And KNOW what are doing

For there are too many who are blind
And yet are in position to lead other blind folk
Although my position of leadership is self created
I continue to carry my burdens with a smile
And I too will help you carry your yoke!

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