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In 1972 my mother was rushed from a James Brown concert 
in order to give birth to me 
my style is black hole 
most niggas simply sound like earth to me 
if hip hop were the moon i'd be the first to bleed 
cyclical sacraments of self for all my peers to read 
i recite the user night 
??? the light for you to read by 
have you floating on cloud nine without you realizing it's my mind's sky 
and the ground on which you walk is the tounge with which i walk 
i speak the seas, i root the trees of suburbia and new york 
city streets can never claim me, that's why i never sound like you 
all y'all niggas claim the streets as if paths through the woods aint true 
you better walk the path, you better do the math 
cuz your screw face will only make the buddah laugh 
even if you know the lessons you don't know the half 
but don't take it from me 
son, take a bath 

i can recite the grass on the hill and memorize the moon 
i know the cloud forms of love by heart 
and have brought tears to the eye of the storm 
and my memory banks walk ??? forests and amazon river banks 
and i scream them into sunsets that echo in earthquakes 
shadows have been my spotlight as i monolouge the night 
and dialouge with days 
soliloquys of wind and breeze 
applauded by sunrays 

we put language in zoos to observe caged thought 
and toss peanuts and p-funk at intellect 
and motherfuckers think these are metaphors 
i speak what i see 
all words and worlds are metaphors of ME 
my life was authored by the moon 
footprints written in soil 
the foutain pen of marshen men 
novelling human toil 
and yes, the soil speaks highly of me 
but earth seeds root me poetry 
and read forests forever through resscitation 
now 
maybe i'm too serious 
too little here to matter 
though i'm riddled with the reason of the sun 
i stand up comets with the audience of lungs 
this body of laughter is it with me or at me? 
hue more or less 
human though gender's mute 
and the punchline has it's lifeline at it's root 
i'm a star this life of suburbs i commute 
make daily runs between the sun and earthly loot 
and raise my children to the height of life and truth
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