Gemini'd slowly
I burn cold and freeze hot
I masterSpeak heated
Cold as ice storms
Over eskimo shit in the Arctic
The starkest in darkness
When the voice streams
over the next sun's rise
The heir apparent
To the air, apparently
Like a blizzard in June
8 inches of snow, deep
Inside you
D.E.E.P. inside you...
Like 90 degrees in December
So you REmember
You're limber
For the lumberjack
Swingin' low for sweet chariots
"Ride"
I'm a part of the talented 10th
A part of time you spent
A part, distant, in distance
Apart from hate's love resistance
For instance...
I don't blow trees to "git lifted"
I was already higher than your chemical high
Before I arrived on April 1-9
So when I reFine my lines
Yo can call 'em coca
And inhale my ex-hells
To find your own, personal Heaven
That is...if a part of you believes
You were made in his image...
I imagine my future
From my past tense experiences
I'm well past tense
An effortless kool
But lurkin' in the shadows
Is the side of me, undefined
Classified and confined
So...a part of me
Would take off "my kool"
And burn the 1st muthafucka
Who would ever mistake the smile on my face
As a space they can erase
I'm a part of the talented 10th
A part of time you spent
A part, distant, in distance
Apart from hate's love resistance
For instance...
Real Speak
I'm my mama's baby
My daddy's boy
My children's daddy
And h.e.r. toy
Simultaneously
I'm your friend
I'm your homie
I'm your family
I'm your lover...if you dreamin' as such
But I'm an asshole
I'm a jerk
I'm a prick
If a part of me is pushed
To play the part
And it is THEN
That...
"Things Fall Apart"
You got me, Badu
Til GOD says my time is up
But in my black thoughts
I question love, by kicks and snares
The clock I'm on ain't got no hands
Therefore, both sides of me
Shall remain: In demand.
(Rewind the tape to Remind yo plate....Maaaaan!)
Written by Monty Jey for JeyMo's Precious Child Ink. Copyright © 2011 by Monty Jenkins.
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