Friday, April 16, 2010

Volume I/Part 23: "Breath...From Another"

"Laugh Now, Cry.......Whenever You Can"


***Scene 1:  "A Mused"

...Because, indeed, I am looking at the world thru a fisheye lens...and I am amused by the fact that we are so far gone.

I see the world in the same vivid colors OutKast used in the B.O.B. video, which was so long ago...the World Trade Center no longer stands, Bush is no longer "in demand"...and bombs have, literally, been re:dropped over Baghdad.


"Itz Amazing."


Indeed it is amazing, Mr. West.  Amused by the fact that, man, in all of his unsugarcoated arrogance, IS STILL trying to predict the date and time the world will end...


"Ode to 2012"


...which makes "man" gangsta, beyond all reasonable doubt.  Smug muthafuckas.......the date and time is only known to God.  Amused by the fact that young beautiful sistas have reduced themselves to becoming...


"A muse"


...in sum needle dick, over ambitious, shit talkin', no respect having, pants saggin', fake ass swagger having nigga's cyber fantasies. Tweet THAT SHIT after dark.


"Mo, are you being a hater!?"


No. Not at all, in fact. Simply put, I respect that 19 or 20 year-old woman more than she respects her gotdamn self.  The comedy and tragedy of my prose is, I see these beautiful sistas every night saying shit like...


"You gotta eat this pussy to satisfy me."
"I need the dick all up in this pussy...and then I'ma suck the nut out the dick"
"I want her to lick my pussy while he's fuckin' me"



...I read this shit every night, amused.  I mean, I'm can freak-freak wit the BEST of 'em...........but, what happened to imagination. I ain't gon' be preachy...my father is the minister. And his son AIN'T no saint. But.....I see my mother when she was young and my daughter when she gets older, thru the eyes of summa the young sistas who don't even know their bodies enough to KNOW what pleasure is. They don't respect themselves......so thas why these cats call you bitch...and treat you like a hoe. Thas the reason why they don't care about your dreams...or your hopes. After all, itz all about the pussy. And ultimately...


They just wanna fuck every girl in the world."


Surely...this wasn't what Malcolm and Martin and Assata and Huey were fighting for. This can't be what Harriet envisioned when she was on her quest for freedom.  Honestly, I'm so amused, the shit almost makes me cry........that I gotta raise, protect and guide my children threw the shit they're gonna face...which will be many times worse, by the time they're 19, 20 or 21 years old. But you better believe I'ma have my...


"Sawed-off shotgun, hand on the pump."


Ready, aimed and...


"I'm a monster, I'm a maven/ I know this world is changing/ Never gave in, never gave up/ I'm the only thing that I'm afraid of."  -Kanye West


Sorry about the language, Mama.




***Scene 2:  "Catch Yo Coma"


...IF you are sleep as I write this down at 7:02pm, on Friday, April 16th, 2010...itz 10 years PAST time to wake the hell up!


I do not stutter-step. I am not a muse. I am MY own truth inside a world of lies. I am a pimp...in my OWN fuckin' rhymes. This ain't poetry. This is just me shadowboxin' with my thoughts, without being...


"boxed in my shadows!"


I know niggas, counting sheep while they sleepwalkin', awake...mistaking sheep for money to buy the company they keep. I am a rapper, with NO gotdamn entourage...other than my brother Todd, aka @neosoulphox. Let us pop lock and beat box for our freedom. But if it does not ring...


"All I need is one mic."


I am 7 miles high and rising above the little boy tweets you are receiving. My freak-quency level, frequently rattles and hums outta sequence. I trace maps of areolas more beautiful than aurora borealis. So, Catch Yo Coma.

IF you are sleepwalkin', now is the time to UP...Rise. I am surprised by the sun's rise about as much as I am by the night's highs...as we sink to lower depths. I am profound. I am depth, in excess. I am now here in the here and now...where women continue to raise boys to BE men, while the so-called fathers run amuck.


"Fake, muthaFucks!"


I am, in crucial conflict with the lies they sell us thru false media...while the sly Fox is smoking on "hay" in the middle of the barn where the Tea Party takes us back damn near 500 years. The only thang missing is the white sheets, the "learning" tree and the noose. There is ALWAYS a Dick in a Bush, but how many Dicks can shoot YOU in the face...?


...And then make YO ass apologize.


Catch yo Coma if you comatose, damnit, I believe I can fly. I can piss in your eye. And then say goodbye and call it sex, lies & videotape, pt 2. We are not LOSERS, indeed, @LupeFiasco...we are LASERS, even though summa y'alls beams are misguided...


(i.e. Black on Black homicide)


And I still say, Catch Yo Coma! Especially if you pulling a "Bishop" and confusing art for real life situations. I am NOT a pawn in the game, but I AM who you THOUGHT I was, word to Denny Green, I'm a King, so, go ahead and...


"CROWN MY ASS"


...before I get edgy and make you serve this royalty. Before you catch a Drop Squad on the way to your 95er, standing around at the water cooler, un-kool, Uncle Toming...wondering why mutha.......fuckas are laughing - NOT behind your back. But right up in D-FACE. Stop sleeping on what YOU were SENT here to do....whatever it is or may be.

Ain't no guarantee on time or the very next day. So make your shit count. And trust, you'll be comatose soon enough...


Metaphorically YOURS,

Mo-dot Jey



-Who IS Mo.Jey...?

1 comment:

  1. The expression is vivid, thought inspireing. Truth has a way.

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