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The Immortal Wize

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T minus Two minutes and Counting

Too much war too much battle
If you’re too loud some ones gone tattle

To mute me
Like Martin and Malcolm
You gone have to shoot me

I still won’t behave Ill raise hell from my grave
I move with no sound I leap with a bound
There none like me around

It gets quiet when I enter a room
my persona is like a sonic boom

There a speech in my walk
A message in my talk
I don’t follow I don’t stalk

Ill lift you up like a super hero
Cross me and I’ll take you down to ground zero

Like a silencer I won’t make a sound
Internationally renowned
Worldly wicket and profound

Like a catholic I came to confess
not to digress consume, digest and shy out the rest
I work hard to do my best when I’m tired I rest

Spoken word is what you spell
It does not matter what you say or what you tell
Grab a mic and give them hell

T minus One minute and counting

Child your mouth gone get you killed
Not the mouth but the secrets revealed

I won’t hush I won’t behave till I’m buried in my grave
Take my paper take my pen
Ill tattoo it on my skin

I can’t hack it they want me to trade my life for a strait jacket
Those who know me
Knew me cause I’m a new me

Like a runaway slave I won’t behave
I’m gone do me

Easy E said F_ck the police
Now he’s deceased they blamed it on a disease

Took a beef and called it black on black crime
Now Pac no longer rhymes

No word play I say what I want to say
the man in the bow tie standing on the corner
selling bean pie
Followed by the FBI

Watch me closely I was a revolutionary in progress
At the age of five

Turn off my mic I’ll just get louder
When I was three I was shouting black power
(((((((((WIZE))))))))))
You shouldn’t be saying those things
WHY?
Black revolutionary am I
Don’t mean I don’t like what’s white
Means I’m against injustice and gone fight for what right

don’t go into the light?
Light is bright who can see through night?
I speak in an open forum I feel no harm
I fear no one

They tried to kill us all but we came back
Just as black and just as strong

T minus Thirty Seconds and Counting

40 acres and a mule that joke wasn’t funny
Enslaving us with welfare money

Like coffee black gets stronger and last longer
Snatch out my tongue I’m still not done

the words I speak the origin is Latin and Greek
Did you ever think I would hit you with anything less?
I set out to be the best
I detoured to greatness on way to success

When God created me
God gave me the very best
God just didn’t include a bulletproof vest

They may be gunning for me
I will not run
I will stand firm on the front line
Without fear beat my chest and yell
IM HERE

Knocking the walls of Jericho down
With my distinctive sound
From kingdom come thy will be done
Busting Satan eardrums
I’m not afraid of fire let it burn

If I’m a star Ill sparkle
If I’m a sky Ill rain
If I’m a moon Ill glow
I I’m sun Ill shine
I’m a poet therefore Ill flow and Ill rhyme

They call me delusional but my mind is beautiful
Maya calls me phenomenal
My religion non-denominational

My hair 2 strand twisted not dread
I’m alive not dead
When I’m hungry I’m fed

My message logistic
I’m not sick or twisted
Look back I think you missed it

I have a built in microphone I march
To a different tone

T minus Ten Seconds and Counting

When I was born I didn’t cry
I looked the doctor straight in the eye
I started to talk long before I started to walk
Then I said, I guess I’ll get up and walk today
Ever since then I’ve been moving sh*t out my way

Though I was a child I did not play
I got down to business I did not come to stay

T minus Three seconds and counting

It’s no secret
If you believe you aint sh*t
You not gone be sh*t

If you believe that your sexy and your ugly as hell
Oh well LOL

I didn’t come to quit I came to spit
If you not versatile you aunt sh*t

My brain is loud like a party crowd
I’m a penologist with a psychologist

Like Achilles I came to fight and win
Even my child within holds a pen

In the beginning was the word
that word has no end
you heard?

T minus Three ⿦Two ⿦ one ⿦ Lift off

AMERICA I THINK WE HAVE A PROBLEM
 

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LP45 says:

BOOM! this one was great. A bit lengthy but great nonetheless. I liked it.

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