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The Neighborhood Mutt with an atl symphany
literally
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um put your glasses on so you can see
clearly I speak but they i mumble
They listen to hard that's why they stumble
and get stung by a bee that's a bumble
but me I'm humble
me I'm insane cuz imagination stuck on the brain got me acting umtamed
Father be Kenneth and mother be Inessa
They came together and gave birth to a poetic creature
Look real close and you can see them in my features
My laid back demeanor allows my flow to be easier
so that my dirty can be cleaner....
yes floetic be my state of mind but boss poet is the mood all the time..
Early bird type man
I gets it early as I can
solo I stand
trust no one but me cuz its only true to what these eyes can see
and what I believe
Spoken words I bleed in order to succeed in this po-e-tree
mentally higher than a tree but in reality I am lower than the sea
All I gotta say is sit back and watch me..... ugghhh
Crazy subjects for tha crazies at heart and knew that they were different from the start... Its ez to tell us apart... Jus being different is da motive and with me this lyrical matter i can show them how i expose them... Da true substance... Dats clean and not rubish... My movements are slo its just dat naturally im sluggish... Thru da woods to grandma's like red ridin hood... Defeat da wolf i would if i could but i cant so i aint.... I am that timber... Check out mi backgrouNd on myspace....
- da MUTT in me got them sayin that I'm different, I'm unique... i tell em it's the boss mentality sort of speak... not strong enough to tighten the cap so my poems will foever leak... to weak from my past troubles so comfort fom my poetry I will always seek... U say U feel me.... what do you feel.... what do you know.... what you know may not be what you knew.... and again I say if only knew only half of what I've been through.... Maybe then common sense will hit you, I'm not the better man I'm not the worst... Ever since birth I've been lookin for answers to quench this thirst... earth.... a planet with different races, unique personalities amoung the faces.... killing sprees puts fear in many.... when it comes to love there should be plenty.....open minded but closed hearted at the same time... hard times left scars behind....but i don't let that stop me cuz i grind like the world is mines... he told us it was ours... spoken word shall reign from present to infinity.... when the tongue speaks the word let it b known as poetry...
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