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sundasill
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"Cotton Gin Philosophies"


  

          

Feel that Swamp humidity.....
Hear those crickets....
See all those Weeping Wallows....
Grab that Mason Jar and come on....

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Subject Author Message Date ID
RE: Cotton Gin Philosophies
Jun 10th 2002
1
Jukebox,dirty...
Jun 10th 2002
2
RE: Jukebox,dirty...
Jun 24th 2002
15
Red Clay Conversions
Jun 14th 2002
3
Women
Jun 14th 2002
4
Plant tay tion
Jun 14th 2002
5
If....I'm a NoooBody.....(Interlude)
Jun 15th 2002
6
Venus
Jun 15th 2002
7
Chicken Coop Ni@@as
Jun 16th 2002
8
Gingerbread Criminals
Jun 16th 2002
9
Porch Monkey Politics
Jun 16th 2002
10
Swamp water sweetness
Jun 20th 2002
11
what.
Jun 21st 2002
12
Marsh lands
Jun 23rd 2002
13
Don't drank the gino-cyder
Jun 24th 2002
14
Nikia
Jun 24th 2002
16
      album of the year!
Jun 25th 2002
17
No Toms in China
Jun 25th 2002
18
this is
Jun 26th 2002
19

blak_yukon
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1. "RE: Cotton Gin Philosophies"
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liked the title...took me back to prison stint in savannah...


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sundasill
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2. "Jukebox,dirty..."
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Chorus:
Let's get Jukebox dirty/
On a red full moon saturday/
Earthly tones flatter me/
I'm glad to see you wanna dance with me/
Yes,your smile answered me/

Slide the quarter in,fried Okra's what i'm orderin/
Tilted brim with the Cockatoo feather in/
No thank you is what her lips slowly said to him/
Watch her eyes over the juke joint slowly swim/
Glistening like the sun's reflection in the river was her gazing/
Softshoein' and flowing dresses were swaying/
The Washtub band was the Jam when they was playing/
Swallow a gallop of that clean Kentucky and startd praying...

Chorus:

Low lit lights softly adjusted my eye sight/
Bodies dancing closely ever so slowly/
The liqour and my body done told me/
The clolors of the garb had amazed me/
Conversations within surrounded /
Still the music drowned and it was chattered background/
Excuse me dere miss may i have this dance/
Like a friday cockfights i took a darin' chance/
Like she swung a sword was her first glance/

Chorus

Her lips spitted apart a why sure why not/
Sorta couldn't contained my hapiness like a Pig in new slop/
Even though the sexual tension plus swamp humid hot/
Close was us having fun while we was doing th Hop/
Exchangin the whatnots i'm lovin this alot/
Damn,i really dug her,sure do miss her alot
Chorus


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15. "RE: Jukebox,dirty..."
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cool..

  

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sundasill
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3. "Red Clay Conversions"
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Fri Jun-14-02 08:51 AM

  

          

Chorus-
Slipped deeper consumed with this lust/
Trapped in this bubble with no one to trust/
Stepped up to this mic to unload and bust/
Blow em away like ashes and dust/
Standin' here with my nuts to clutch/
Watchin your Redclay castles gettin crushed/

Steppin up to this mic while these waitin' for what i gotta say/
My display is Parker Brothers EyE Don't play/
Catholic Priest i don't Pray/
As i enter the paint Knockin all Bench warmers out the way/
-Re-Verse these lay-ups/will get the verbal spray duck/
Magnetically drawn to my nuts/To the eyecandy laced cuts/
Shifting to fifth gear on the clutch/Knowin I can't be fucked/
My Metophorically acrylic mental pictures just struck/
-Made a whole world like What Dreams May Come/
Laughin how these Millionaires influence these bums/
Portrayin like they got guns that will protect young/
Mouthing the very words that made yall look dumb/
-Chorus
Every thug idol,will get ate to my lyrics as they swallow Midol/
Them otherfuckers don't even like yall/
While you emulate like you too can ball/Look at yall
you too will lick my heated gases of balls/
Eyes closed toungue extended/Women offended/
Thinkin they independent/but want you to spend it to hit it/
While you Popeyes get fooled that gun's is your spinich/
Bitchmade that's your finish/As those drugs become your Dentist/
Weak minded/Realistically blnded/swearin you Criminal Minded/
I'm laughin as you struggle on lower levels....
and don't know a damn thing about real survival/
Lookin like Fifel all animated singin songs of Disney/
The forces will eat you alive and no matter what you say/
I'm watchin yall oversized baseball hats and Basketball jersey's sway

-Chorus-

You think you ready for war tactics/SUN you actin'
While i'm practicin/then laughin/You think i'm rappin/
But actually i'm explaining/
While you fading as it's raining/Your girl is Brainin'
Sun's Bruce Waynin'/While the posers are waiting/
wading/Stupid to th frequencies and i can her everyting you're saying/Think I'm Playin/You runnin up the hill/
Claimin'you real,spreadin' the virus of Sun das-ill/
Soon as i get in their mind i'll snatch their souls and give them somethin they can feel/Hans shakey when pointin steel
You have no clue on how to kill/
Your nerves are no were near to steel/
You steal nerves from these word nerds and try to turn it real/
But i don't need them/cuz none of them i don't believe em/
SO as you listen or be readin/they follow instead of conceivin/
You get fed instead feedin/
So all that gorilla chest bangin i'm not believin/
So stupid that reality and fantasy got you twisted
When reading each of my sentences may save you from a 25 tolife sentence


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4. "Women"
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When i see you I already know you see through/
Still even with that scent of your other men i still peeped you/
Confidence and honesty through amplifed frequecies will reach you
Sometimes i'm pissed through the wickedness they teach you/
Confused on how may of us speak to you/
Yet turn and claim to need you/
Our ignorance becomes Lethal/
You tell the truth and we deny and don't believe you/
Knowin' damn well we need to take heed to/
Right at the moment you need us we leave you/
Beaten,deceivin you,weakened you/
To the path of destruction we leading you/
Encagin you instead of freein you/
Wishing that i can turn this shit right when seeing you/
I like being with you/
Eventhough the other day i claimed you was drivig me crazy/
Cherish the blessing of creation when you carry many babies/
The only partner witin this race of Human/
My opposite i dedicate this to the race Woman/

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5. "Plant tay tion"
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Fri Jun-14-02 02:00 PM

  

          

I can't believe how long a nigger been waitin'/
Sweatin' and Slavin'/Impatience and Pacin'/
Look how many fields a nigga been Plowin'/
Seein the rest smiling and bowing/
I'm not gonna front i was like wow/
That's how i want to be/
A celebrity spittin' that game on the M-I-C/
Crib,cars,clothes,and gold and hoes/
Thinkin how foolish they is when they fold/
Swearin how many units will get sold/
But the realty was much more cold/
A&R's was like Crows/
And you was the Corn on the Cob/
From the fields they rob/
Only to feed the masses/
Some don't make it to Emerald city,fallen business is shady/
The shit i seen on these Fields was crazy/
*Chorus*
Plant-Ta-Tion
Evac-u-ation
Fuck this slave shit,why the hell i'm waiting
When they only gonna use me for...
...When they done i'm a still be Black and Poor

Look at all these fool that's running with this sickness/
For me to be down I gotta be...Naw Man i can't ge wit this/
I seldom drink,Hell no i don't get High/
Yet i gotta front like a fool wit my brain fried/
Naw....I'll pass/Set me up with the finest fattest of ass/
Splashin that Cash/Yall cats dancing like yall scratchin' a rash/
Poppin that yang on records gonna get that ass Blast/
So you sellin your soul even Faster to get the hell out Fast/
Fools forgettin hoods,acting hood in burbs/
Burbs becoming hoods because they believein these words/
We keep sluring us because they'll stop if they get slured/
So we focus on us nd nowthe reaity is blurred/
Everybody hearing the words are mentally to think they the slur/
They the slurs that gotta prove the slurs that's when drama begins/We be gettin rich her while you stay mo' POor/
Control these slurs while Master don't get seent no more/

*Chorus*
Plant-Ta-Tion
Evac-u-ation
Fuck this slave shit,why the hell i'm waiting
When they only gonna use me for...
...When they done i'm a still be Black and Poor

Look at us lookin Goofy as fuck,For the Luci-big bucks/
Our women sweatin portrayin sluts/Only Big tits and Big BUTTS/
Niggas running to tv screens bustin a nut/
Look at em laughin sayin,"Yall lookin like monkey's to US!"/
Man eye why want to be here this's hella nuts/
Junkies and straight freaks who don't give two flyin fucks/
Some stay serious so i ain't pointin at yall/
It's the Ones with the most monkey shine making fools of us all/
When you get the ball it's the rules and the game you play/
But nobody never said you had to play that way/
Poor-tray us that way/Sun i'm sad to say/
This they Plantation and things be that way/

*Chorus*
Plant-Ta-Tion
Evac-u-ation
Fuck this slave shit,why the hell i'm waiting
When they only gonna use me for...
...When they done i'm a still be Black and Poor/
Idon't wann be here no mo'







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6. "If....I'm a NoooBody.....(Interlude)"
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Yea,man this bird got prob..lums...
Fuck wrong wit this chick maine.....
If i'm a bum,a nobody....then why you takin out the time
tellin every....body i'm....nobody.....
Then when you see me you don't say shit......

Okay band crank tha goodiness....

uhuh!

If i'm a noooooobody
Then why you followin me around...
If i'm a noooobody
how come they see me and not you around town
If i'm a noooooobody
then why you tellin every damn body....huh nah-what i'm sayin
If i'm a noooooooobody
then why i'm the center of your attention?
If i'm a noooooooobody
then why my name's getting mentioned
If i'm a noooooooobody
then why you yellin for my attention
If i'm a nooooooooobody
It's funny you sure know my damn name well...
If i'm a noooooooobody
Why you wantme to take you to the hotel.....
If I'm a NooooooooBody......

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7. "Venus"
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Sat Jun-15-02 07:47 PM

  

          

OoOoOhhhh you gots tah be
Ur Ferocity channeled to velocity
Agility in your ability
Energy eternally overspillin
As you touch the grandstand
Like the Cestine's God hand
Graphite tight in your right hand
Mahogany tan,Eyes that understand
Ebony Starr,not wonderin who you are
For who you is already been by far
Just......
VEEEEEENUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!
Every innercity pretty inspirational
Stunning intellectually sensational
Very gracious and vivacious
Puttin it down in global places
exposin to many races,even those that's hatin
For your down fall they waitin
But we out number,when we cheer buildings are shakin
The world is finally wakin' to the power of......
VEEEEENUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!
Dominating,powerful yet somewhat intimidatin
I gotta give it to you and your sister playin'
Servin aces just a quick as i'm sayin or relayin'
Don't be gamin' yall athletic's are amazin'
Dude's be droolin' cuz the physical is bangin'
Two beautiful planets no matter your status
This authentic love comin from us to you
VEEEEEEENUUUUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!

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8. "Chicken Coop Ni@@as"
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*Chorus:
Chicken Coop Niggas...can't see past the wire
We'll never be evolved...if we don't wanna be flyers

Pyscho-logical-Propa-ganda/
Reality bites like the ear of Evander/
The poisonious sea slowly corroding our manner/
Our Grammer,our stamina,our Familia......
They rather be pussy eaters than college degree-ers/
Look at her, see her, her skirt gettin shorter/,
Disquise the intelligence expose the thighs...
Now you wanna meet her/
When shine the light within her/
Now you wanna beat her/
Instead of teachin her/Too late they done reached her/
Foul is the stench that's being her preacher/
Didn't really had to meet or greet her/
Be like her,walk like her,get cooped like her/
Get Scoop like her/
*Chorus:
Chicken Coop Niggas...can't see past the wire
We'll never be evolved...if we don't wanna be flyers

Why i gotta be labled what i'm not/
Becuase you're ain't labled something you not/
Becuase SUN got something you ain't got/
Wings that agianst the foulest wind will sing/
Now i ask besides the cellulite of negativity What do you bring?/
Misery wants company,Bitch i'm a Conglomerate
My company is called Miserable When Pissed Off/
See my dick, now get off/
This be your last stop/I cop Carrots you screamin crack rock/
Called them all when i was on the porch pumpin "Black Cop"/
Chicken niggas can't see past the coop/
This Chicken Run mentality be Killin me/
This about what you want your kids be......

*Chorus:
Chicken Coop Niggas...can't see past the wire
We'll never be evolved...if we don't wanna be flyers

Instead of tearin down the wire you re inforce as Liers/
Beter known as the frever hatin never tryers/
While Sun be in the corner poppin the gate wit pliers/
Why because i seen too many get slaughtered and i'm tired/
Birth to die a senseless death/Barley educated Poisonous Breath/
Till the last seed is left....
You look past the wire and get scared to death/
Crowded and fightin for any chicken feed gettin thick off greed/
Thinkin your physical is what take heed/
Chicken Coop Mentalty PLease/
Yea get high ni@@a, They right it's a weed/
You rather front like you about to leave/
Take wings and take flight/Try wit your best of might /
You can go only a certain distance/
Then you right back in The Coop quick fast in a instance/
Now you stuck ,born only to fuck,then to get plucked/
EnCaged as You babble and cluck/Not even knowin you never tried
Guess who gotta Baby? guess who died?/
Only to get dipped then Southern fried/
Better known as Nigga Genocide/
Open your eyes wide/
*Chorus:
Chicken Coop Niggas...can't see past the wire
We'll never be evolved...if we don't wanna be flyers

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9. "Gingerbread Criminals"
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Now you see dat?/
For you to have dat, you gotta have dis/
Without diss you gonna get dissed then dismissed/
When you go to apply to get dis/
When wearin that will get you dissed quicked/
So without dat you'll never get inside dis/
But he got dat and i got dis/
If i flash dat he'll give up diss quick/
Then when i get diss,i'll get dat /
To some of dat and damn don't dat look fat?/
Or go to dere and cop some of dat/
Tell those that do dis, that i'm sellin dat/
Then diss will get me even more of dat/
Then i'll bet ya i wont get dissed/

*Chorus:
It's all subliminal/We some Gingerbread Criminals/
enbedded in our mentals/Spreadin fater through th young/
Look how fast we get the runs/
Goin all out for crumbs/
We Gingerbread Criminals/

Oh but wait see you see wanna dhose/
Dat ain't doin none of dat without dis and dat/
Dat ain't playin dat/
Dis starts up one of dem/
Witout dese you'll ever get dat/
Unless you use dis to get dat/
Das when dis will esculate to dat/
And dey will chase you with dese/
Doin whatever it takes to get dat back/
If you have dat inside of dere/
Dis is going to get everywhere/
You still down wit dis?
Now hear dis/

*Chorus:
It's all subliminal/We some Gingerbread Criminals/
enbedded in our mentals/Spreadin fater through th young/
Look how fast we get the runs/
Goin all out for crumbs/
We Gingerbread Criminals/

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10. "Porch Monkey Politics"
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OoOoOoOoOOh......
This where we swing doin our own thing
Screamin and howlin and havin a Ball
Makin fun of all yall
OoOoOoOOOHhh.....We sum Porrch Monkey's
Spin the delusional yarn of ball

Up early in the shine outside just in time
Look what's goin on,folks comin from church
singin that same song/we outside like some heathens
Makin simple meanings life's simple succeedings/
On the porch reading/the made up stuff to be believin'
Pullin each other back down from any scent of leavin'
Naggin and teasin'/Braidin' or Weavin'.....OoOoOoOh...

OoOoOoOoOOh......
This where we swing doin our own thing
Screamin and howlin and havin a Ball
Makin fun and jokes of all yall
OoOoOoOOOHhh.....We sum Porrch Monkey's
Spin the delusional yarn of ball

....Come on yall talking bout Ass and titties
Ain't dat gal from down the skreet quite pretty
Our ignorance keeps us busy/Askin the dumbest of questions
Like who is he?/She got busted gettin busy/Damn i miss we/
We gotta keep this pot of stewed intellect stirred/
Totally blissed till blurred/blinded men of the oral word/
Even at sun dusk/we fall greater within the lust/
Coming up with the best tactic for Mosquito warfare/
Seldom random thought gets shot like flares/
Deep in this lifless dispair/OoOoOoOoOohhhhhhh....

OoOoOoOoOOh......
This where we swing doin our own thing
Screamin and howlin and havin a Ball
Makin fun and jokes of all yall
OoOoOoOOOHhh.....We sum Porrch Monkey's
Spin the delusional yarn of ball

When you step on the porch be pepared to give it up
and get torn into/As people close they windows
or drive down the block and look out
and be like what the hell yo/
We make no damn sense Yo!/Buggin out like we kids
But grown as all hell yo!/Nothing but dirty shelltoes
Govenment scared to delivr the Mail yo/Oh Hell NOoOoOoOo..

OoOoOoOoOOh......
This where we swing doin our own thing
Screamin and howlin and havin a Ball
Makin fun and jokes of all yall
OoOoOoOOOHhh.....We sum Porrch Monkey's
Spin the delusional yarn of ball

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11. "Swamp water sweetness"
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We can't escape the humidity/
Still you manage to define the word pretty/
This place holds class/the atmosphere is grimey/
Sensed you behind me/I'm far from R but damn you remind me/
Your beauty gagged and bind me/it's like god timed me/
How'd you find me/
This place is three alarm smokey yet i felt you eyein' me/
Motherfuckers want to me to superhero thier dreams,naw not me/
I hear your lost travels within the screams of rescue you/
This is all you want me to do when i'm much,much more/

Chorus:
Sweat slowly rollin' uncontrollable/
We can't escape the heat/it's destin for us to meet/
You was just coming off the street/as our eyes meet/
Tearin up the stage so beast/I wish we had some peace/
When you gonna personally be in my reach/

I can top this /those others was out for the obvious/
Naw i don't get jealous/i just want to express more than lust/
More than money/surrounded by those that claim to bust/
Still i sit back and reality is it ain't no us/
No kisses,no soft touch/the smell of oil in your hair/
None of those things aren't there/
Like laying in silence and only hearing your heartbeat/
Intstead i hear the cricket noises of these mean streets/
Where death never claim to seek defeat/
So i slip in your cd just to hear your voice on interludes/
Thinkin to myself "Sun gotta make moves"/

Chorus:
Sweat slowly rollin' uncontrollable/
We can't escape the heat/it's destin for us to meet/
You was just coming off the street/as our eyes meet/
Tearin up the stage so beast/I wish we had some peace/
When you gonna personally be in my reach/

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12. "what."
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is this your album?

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13. "Marsh lands"
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Sun Jun-23-02 01:25 AM

  

          

Minds in deep vegitation
life in fear hesitation
Society in extreme regulation
Human races away from need meditation

Fuck wrong wit yall mutherfuckers huddled in a bunch/
Zombied and chasin bottled white dust/
Runnin' a muck/
Tryin' to escape what gave you pain/
But actually you qicksand stuck/
Never to fly north and back like seasoned duck/
Enblivious to the designed mindless rutt/
Even your emotions are programmed/
While you stomped through hoods thinkin you're bigger than Rodan/
Disconnected from god's hand/till point you have bands/
Not thse that make music but the identify you have on hands/
Located ad track through DNA strands/
Welcome to birth of mental marsh lands

Minds in deep vegitation
life in fear hesitation
Society in extreme regulation
Human races away from need meditation

Souless with no control/obeying to a ungodly hold/
Ever since those towers explode/We've walked a wrong road/
Admitted and weak to attacks so bold/
Trying to fit in a cast we wasn't to mold/
We was dragg,belittled,subjected,then sold/
Yet we support/who's been ever so cold/
Yeah they let us go/but we behave like we under control/
Cuz all we known was them and us/all we worry about is in God we Trust/
Are minds more healing like white blood cells is to puss/
The acts of cruelty to man is unbarable to clutch/
Gun in waist,wifebeater,hand on my nutts/
She mad inebriated yellin tellin her kids to shut the fuck up/
Totin the smoke up/birth hooker mentality we bound to be fucked/

Minds in deep vegitation
life in fear hesitation
Society in extreme regulation
Human races away from need meditation

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14. "Don't drank the gino-cyder"
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Don't drank the gino-cyder
Don't drank the gino-cyder
Don't drank the gino-cyder
Take one swallow and you bound tah drown
Don't drank the gino-cyder
Don't drank the gino-cyder
Don't drank the gino-cyder
Take one swallow and you bound tah drown
Don't drank the gino-cyder
Don't drank the gino-cyder
Don't drank the gino-cyder
Take one swallow and you bound tah drown

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16. "Nikia"
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OoOoOoo0o0o0o0o0o0o0oooooh.....
Baby pleaaaaasssse....
Please,please,please............
Baby i neeeeeed ya
neeeeeed ya,
neeeeeed ya,
neeeeeeed ya,
neeeeeeed ya,
neeeeeeed ya
neeeeeeed ya
neeeeeeed ya.........
Naaaaaaah-keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey-yaaaaaah!
I'm sittin alone in my pad,
crumpled up in a ball,this so saaaaaaaaaad
When god blessed my eyes upon you
Shouldof screamed thank yah!
Whoooooooooooooooooooooooh thank yah!
lord knows how bad i wanna see yah
Naaaaaaaaaaaah-keeeeeeeeeeeeeeey-yah!
Lord knows you was my angel
Awaken me from the darkness
i never got to touch your lips
i know i'm a fool for sayin this
Saying things like this is dangerous
Still i really need to see you miss
OOOooooooooooooooooooooooh baby please
baby,baby,baby,baby,baby
Please,i need to see you Nikia....
whoa......

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17. "album of the year!"
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Now, when can we hear this? Mess around and this jawn will be archived!

www.anthologyfmn.com

Enter the Written World of Fahim Malik Nassar

The House of Caine (available)

Melancholoy Funk (available)

Tha Anthology (Words 2001-2003) Poetry inspired by OKP and Wash, DC
(available)

The Spook who sat by the Radio Poetry (av

  

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18. "No Toms in China"
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Arms locked on all blocks unified th' front/
No time fo' pink spines jaw jackin a bunch o junk/
We soldiers mud rollin/rain,snow,ain't givin' a fuck/
Our weapons held high in this quicksand while the rest be stuck
Backs watchin backs cuz the stabbers run a muck/
Wanna be on thier knees lickin crazy butt/
Sun can see through your disquise -I'm chief "Crazy As Fuck"/
Yall Babble is uncomprehensive Baby talk/
A bunch a lazy ignorant fucks scared to walk/
I stay fightin' for liberation till i'm outlined in chalk/
The shit's going down like Black Hawks/
Until then you Sleep n Eat motherfuckers shall pay the cost!/

No Toms in China!

You don't like me cause i feed my mind/
Lack the stress tha curves your spine/
When you walk pass you claim i'm out my mind/
But at least i'm using mine you stupid ass still blind/
The Towers fell,and all yall fuckers was scared/
Far from being prepared/but soon as the shit was cleared/
right back to the same routine/ foolish it seems/
We live in the pit and the best we can become is fienes/
Giving up all our green/barely eatn anything green/
except for greens/
All the this that disqust/we ready to beat down and aim and bust
Yet to get tricked but the same political liers/
Lookin like fools wrongdirected fighters/
Look you dealin wit the elite of the survivers/
And we shall eliminate the weakest links/
Like Malcolm relayed..........

No Toms in China!

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19. "this is"
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i don't even have a word...

i'm diggin it tho. seriously....this is remarkable stuff

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"as moons and responsibilities confound me/and death is my messiah, distantly arriving/winged and unconquerable/in the knowledge that I shall rest/I can continue, ever." (c) limbic_system

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