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Quannum Observation forth-sent by i, SM's, etx. Brain juice in the form of word-like structures.
You see me in my hood, but thats only cause my hair ain't dry yet, still got another hour till this thang can come alive, my mane is getting done but under a hood its hidden, Cause these silky strans just need love and weather protection, it takes finesse to get my messy mop of frizz snarl free and a lot of time to tame my do of ringlet wannabes, if you wonder what lurks its my beast getting worked, but I was fixing for a cigarillo so I grabbed my purse, took a stroll to the corner store, what up to the clerk, at first he thought the worst, n had to take a second look, like I was maybe gonna rob him but I was
working on my bob He didnt know about the half done job under the cloth, little did he know I was primping just before, Wasn't trying to run into anybody that I know, I mean I'm surely super fresh but I was dressed in ugly sweats,
My tangled head prevented me from presenting all my best, But on my way home, well, little did I know, About the man who sat in the window, between blinds spying on me, But I'm as innocent and as infant, As he gripped his glock, My happy ass just kept walking down the sidewalk
Cause you see me walking by and instantly I'm outta line cause its night time the moon is up and I be out so I guess I must be getting into something cuz nobody else be up for nothing at this time a night the only Stirring up be troubling
you're wondering what kinda laws that i'm defying and my long leg strides tell you I'm running from a crime,
so what u some street team justice league master
neighborhood watch leader ? crime stoppin' thug blaster?
All-seeing cross-guard n' side-walk referee
Armchair window peeper, after hour peace keeper?
On the lookout for hoodlums in hoods who be up to no good,
On the watchout for thugs in Lugs who be out for blood
Got a keen eye on crooks and kids crossing through your yard
Your fully loaded glock tightly gripped between your arms
Imagination's running wild when you see me, just a teen
Already got a lawyer to protect you from police
you see me walkin by, instantly im outta line
its nighttime the moon is up im out so i must
be getting into something cause nobody else be up for nothin
at this time of night the only thing stirring up be troubling
you're wondering, what s kinda law i be defying,
my long legs' strides tell you im running from a crime
I've got my hoodie on and up so i'm terrifyin' ya
you're dreading what be in my pocket as your finger slides.... Zimmerman, and his racist sentiment, Couldn't tell a homebound brown skinned kid from a criminal convict.
Cause what I was teaching for, was just a comb, you deplorable murderer - I never made it home.
So here is where we work on our psychiatry, We all mentally absurd, we're all hurting differently, You by be nuts or got some self-inflicted cuts, but we are all on the brink of bustin' up and out of luck cause this lock-up ain't for just anyone, It takes guts, it takes trust, and it takes hustle and Doctor fussin', Bout who be down and who be up, what's in our mouths, and what year we think we're bound, This is the 6th floor infantry, here we stay, n here we cray Don't tease the quiet one, don't try slidin' upon ya socks Its an understatement If I said this sucks, Head down when you walk, monotone when you talk, Fore any excitation mean you need more of those little... DOtS In your mouth. More sleep. Less eccentricities. Gawks? For what? He's just schitzin' some, that's all, Why pace when you can grace the nurses with Tourret- sounds So He claims he's an albino black panther.... so what? The way he hustles lunch says he fights for sport, play, game and by the way his kung-fu seizures came straight from the clink, so he know a thing or two about getting your drink A nurse s my servant, I shall not want, He makes me take my meds a lot He gets me fresh jammies and brings me me my meals, My cavalier cleans the shit from beneath my heels
Oh When
will my lover love me down, feel me
get deep like I fantasize about touch me
get to know my every little body part both my
inner side and out, time he figured it out The cunt
gets it rough and the twat needs double stuffed the clit
gets flicked and licked with extra spit, nipples
and necks get bit with steamy whispers breathing wet from my
bum to my titty-tops, my skins like butter soft but just
rubbin it ain't enough to un-numb this damn cunt cause its
time to start the blood pumpin... and fill me up, with all your loving Need more
him in my pockets dream of all we can accomplish Wish we
two could find the balance work it out but it's a challenge Cauze his mission
only his dick jizz and not my snizz attention Praise me
taste me I'm the candy that you crave
Rape me take me I'm your bunny in a cage
escape enrage let a man da get irate
create a fantasy of grace as we consummate our fate
Dont wanna waste another date
Livin under grounds and Graves home maker and her mate , he and me
someday,
Blame me for your crazys, cause it's more than occasionally that we creep
underneath each others skin and in our space , eat me feast three time deep in
all of me please, wallys doll a lady a Lotta freak, never a tease a sleezy slut
when he want fleas, a royal pain a Princess a pretty pet he can molest , a
partner a puzzle piece that fits perfectly complete, repeating history once a
upon epitome, happily for ever after now I really do believe, what once were
ugly ducks, now are Swanns of great beauty
52 “THE DOPE CREW” #14 Thus Spake Ill The kids in my clique
lick blood straight from my wrists and as they sleep in
ditches I like to trick the little pricks I'm the liquor that they
mix im the poison im the fix the blast the mish mash
the red the blue the black All our families r
getting distant cause were fightin for our caskets My dudes run hard but i
fasten tact upon they ass but when my band of
irrational maggots in a jam they be asking where Im
at cause im nasty on the track on the grind each mind I
come across I do inflict cause this chick's spit's like so legitimate it's so delicious it's a
shame for you to miss, the kids in my audience need doctor visits, the speakers
need bleach when I leak my inner thinks, I Spike souls of hollow
drones and imprison organisms with my visions cause my mission is collision
into schism Im the pitch the fork
the poise who plays destroy I toy so coy, guided by
a blind surmise, abide by tendencies to wreck the the vine the ups
the spine Till we finally arrive
back in time for we deny Welcome to my dome come
along and take a ride im an endless magazine
of slugs, a myriad of lies In the land without a
buoy we dont bob from side to side we deep we slip we sink
we shoot the shit to keep us right Run away says my craze
but my blunt mind says sit tight Navigate through the
maze murder time live praise I crave a taste of brave
I'm the cool from out the cave I'm the kiss on rotting
flesh cause I'm in this thing to save your a little turned off
so away with all your thoughts listen to my beats as I
drown you in the trough take away your long face
ill jump inside your lonely heart My dark cannot be
contained bumpy route is where Im bound I'm the noose Im the
dart Im the devil little nark Im inertia, im the
reincarnation and the start I hop and skip
like pulses I stay poise never tarnished death wishes bleed like
bitches pinned under hills like fishes I aim for prizes in the
valley i'm the sniper righteous like bukkake crime crews
my archery your demise i advise you keep your
eyes diverted from this spectacular sight kick your will my way i
crop it n testafy it fumble you like a crumb
toss your toes n tar them Im amanda kellah hamlin
made to end all of your fun The past held me down
delayed my ballet for hours every now and then my
nervous posture took me south My mind spun entirely
around , I fired off my Five Deez In my mind like a
samurai im a truely blesed emcee You showed me G-code I
held tight my cross sticks in slow motion you get
owned by sticky tricks The next side winder
just another sleeze, i stab it Im the cage after ribs
Im going straight for all the calfs Get it Fight Kick it
stick with lyrics super thick In fear some insist keep
it tight but i resist you cant subdue me but
im truest in the crew I abuse the right to
sleep I accuse the pews While im strapped
embedded locked in a Tabernacle A fox no den a crock of
hungry wolves in zen\ My eyes say quiet time
while my blue work on the lines I apply the vibe and
take the ride across the endless sky My trails weave in and
outta flimsy ties my chemisist decides who
shalll live and who will die I fade in and out but i
was made to get it out I shout I rap Ill trap
you Ill attack But never willl I tell
you all about the way back When suicidal losers
wanna get that little thing they lack I lay down the facts and
hang them upon the rack I used to lose it cause
this monkey's on my back Now hes my main criptic
passenger im glad to have him stacked Shit gets risky quick
when fools wanna roast my mind like dietitions saying
fist sized chicken cut'll get you right Never slay but rule of
thimble kinda nice Im a doll, son of a
biscuit, coppin' dice Roll the glock over top
it off cause im outta sight My clique got caught
rockin me from under spots like a bob cat walkin
modeled me cause im so nice Love this shit to pieces
but im bleeding out my christ drippin on your gown red
blood from my mic