The Immortal Wize

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Skilly Skally

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I'm trying not to say
I understand to things
I couldn't possibly
understand I wish I
didn't constantly say
"you know what I mean"
every time I'm talking
it's a nuisance
don't make no sense
no intellect in dialect
conversation with those
in common roles
it's not proper lingo
I'm not a rapper I suppose
writing lyric how I rose
guess you call me a ghost
I got so many habits
I wish I didn't have it
it's hard to change some
things when I catch myself
quickly I correct my self
when I hear myself falling off
I remain silent for the moment
struggling with arrested development
thriving towards self improvement
avoiding anger management
proud of myself used to be a mess
flew over the cuckoo's nest
diagnosed a threat I do regret
a lot of things but thugapeal
is in my veins it's ingrained
birth from pain done some things
know some things seen some things
got them things rite to be OG
you'll see me if you owe me
you know it's true if you know me
master of ceremonies
known to hype a crowd yes
"I'm black and I'm proud"

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Clickety Click (1272025)

yelling conspiracy is like shouting BINGO all eyes will be on you for a split second until you realize you're just crying wolf and can't see sky falling under a roof

I Shoot Straight (1272025)

somebody told me I was told by somebody sometimes my writing can be too insensitive if I let that bother me that means I'm being too sensitive I use everything nothing goes to waste even if I taste it and don't like it I won't throw it away my best line is " wait until you see what I do next I know what I'm up against backed into a corner I pounce like a cat bouncing back I'm a lion that's how bad I I am my greatest fear is my rage you don't know how mad I am anger is my strongest ability I manage to remain silent and still manage to speak my peace The Immortal Wize is a beast I named that even I can't tame all I can do is strengthen the chain I versify all about life or I scribe something too different to describe in words in the field throwing curves like a manic romantic pitching woo loose wild on the prowl too loud to hear the crowl it don't take much of a nudge or slight touch to hurt the hurt in chronic pain used to is use...

Light Up (1272025)

sometimes I choose to use words too abstract it's hard to see the picture I paint you must step back in order to see it from your own point of view and frame of mind "what's that" it's up to you to decide I don't know half the time is six o clock it's always a few hours to midnight to me and midway to mid day keep your eye on the centerpiece the nucleus part the artistic side of the the hemisphere in the house of the non conscious mind the pleasure center of the brain connecting the concept of the need to spill and not waste paint

Echo

Once one forget one forgot...

I Gone Need A Hand

I heard this man say some distasteful things to a child I thought to myself if I ever see that man I'm gone punch this man in face again and again until my hand fall off that's how much I loathe pedo's and chomo's

Fire Don't Go Out Without A Fight

we can disagree but why must we go to war can we communicate long enough to become one voice can we get along long enough to wake up and realize we need one another can we see our faults in time can we correct our wrong before we implode why must we self destruct why do we set out to destroy is rage our greatest fear do we fear our rage we held back so long every link is weak the chain is no longer strong enough to can we concure to conquer our greatest fear or we continue to keep courage bound

Inside Of Out

the way out is through the storm don't let the strong wind hold you back from where you going a storm is coming I ain't no Noah I ain't been told to build a ark I am I am I am a spark in the dark when things go left I look to the right a storms approaching we got action we got motion I'm no psychic I do not claim to foresee "I SEE" I'm gone say look in the mirror at yourself and ask for help by all means necessary "Help Yourself" the storm is near tick tock the storm is here

Missing Then

how do we manage to relate if we do not communicate haven't heard your voice in a while when you text me I breakout in a smile it's always good to hear from you even it's a word or two you want to know how I'm doing no matter how I'm feeling "I'm well" is my reply truth is these are some lonely times even standing in a crowd I lived long enough to know who to trust and it don't add up to much I could say let's have lunch but you probably would make up an excuse not to see me in person and still the question is how do we manage to relate if we don't communicate

Got Work

in the words of the The Isley Brothers " I Got Work To Do" and my work to do ain't got nothing to do with the work you got to do we got work to do and the work we got to do ain't gone get done spending our short time here on earth all up in every body elses business there's too much work to be done everybody got some work to do I'm gone work on me and you should work on you

Long Overdue

there are some things I want to know and though it is a privilege to discover there are some things I know I don't need to know the truth is easy to tell it contains less detail a lie is more elaborate meticulous convoluted faithful but not true believable but not so errorless but not correct the it's been said that the only way three can keep a secret is two must die for one to continue the lie to cover the actual fact digging up ghost is a haunting thought it's best to just let it be things we find out can be mentally disturbing just leave it in peace the axiomatics have yet to speak