August 26th, 2005

ice cream

sliding down broadway beneath the j line<br />
slumped in the incline position<br />
mind travellin beyond the shell<br />
which holds the soul controlled by the Allah<br />
I be most humble but also punishable<br />
for those who are unlawful to righteousness<br />
I strive to stay alive and live this<br />
many fell victim to the wisdom<br />
I mastered this<br />
the track ovulates the mic like prostate gland imperegnates<br />
onto the paper the pain pours<br />
for the love of my brother that hurts just the same<br />
fuck fame<br />
my gun I bust to maintain<br />
moods are insiduous<br />
baffels and eludes those who label the God being anti-social<br />
chose not to apply their third eye<br />
I travel at the speed of thought rate<br />
it's fatal<br />
what will enable a man to levitate

The. Most. Slept. On. Soundtrack… Ever.