the narrator floats wordz like ultimate scribes
that are like a raisin in the sun!
"I smell burnt orange @ the hookah bar!"

yo, my significant dreams like concrete jungles
in the bronx is cool, huh . .
mY girl got ME out in LA curious, cuz I miss New York!
I told her a subway story about the ultimate poet
from a homeless shelter . .

"I hear ballads playin' in the background like niggaz
on the b-ball court in harlem!"

there ain't no american idol only a retail store
on the block, yeah y'all see it too . .

30 years of hip-hop from hueYnewTon is visual like a rhyme
in escrow!
yo, son ain't no american idol just ask vinnie over in brooklyn!

I, inhale that burnt orange @ the hookah . .
and the narrator . . floats along with ultimate scribes!

this ain't no melrose place!
-xxx

they showed us phYsically, we could reach infinitY, but mentally, through the century, we lost our identitY
-Rakim

... a' dat HOOKAH!!! --

Orange you nice widddittt -- *smiles*

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 ♥

http://www.soundclick.com/bands/2/photosynthesis_music.htm

Digging this Huey...

Deepthought

"When I hear wack rhymes, I get fed up"- Krs-One

"Even when I'm bragging, I'm being sincere"-LL

Verse One:

Could you tell me who released our animal instinct?
Got the white man sittin' there tickled pink.
Laughin' at us on the av

just felt like reflecting on a few thoughts I had . . {}

lifE imitates art
-xxx

they showed us phYsically, we could reach infinitY, but mentally, through the century, we lost our identitY
-Rakim