Can the warriors come out to play, the ones that bang on the pen just as hard as they would bang in the streets. Let bring the game down a little.
Lets go from automatic weapons, to pistols, to knife, to hand-to-hand, to dance battles and then to the word.
Drop your word in the street and let the rhythm connect and make a beat. Let sounds reach me just as much as they reach you. Connect with me.
Let me feel your pain and struggle. Let me put away that automatic and hand you this book. And you can look at me cross ways and in times better days.
Where are my warriors at, the ones that bang with the pen. Out the pen and in the world. Engage and enrage on the page and make the world your stage.
Warriors!!!