But I drop werdz For infra~red heat Warmth & safety From sinnister streets :::Complete::: With sniper rifle (((reload & repeat))) Protection from / Kingdom Come ... Hell's notorious elite Those who make U move yo feet In the wrong direction Counterfeit affection And err'd selection My werdz -- cloak & daggers Stealth~like -- poetic swaggers Drop from rooftops like acid rain
So whatchu got to relieve the pain?
Word?
A guitar string vibrating, a measure of my soul, a breech in the silence -- I've always felt like words come through me & I write them down... they have no master --- gsquared ♥