The Rebirth of Fashion

When fashion takes a break it sits down and takes a picture.

Friday, November 04, 2005

Freestyling 33

like coke with no Cain
high on the bang
from the thunder
hold the rain
only lyrics drop
leaving permanent stains
my words spoken
like Osirus to gangs
New York New York
all year Brooklyn all day
trifling trigga no other equal
abstract complexes
far from plain
automation never the same
thinking so like momma
get thrown from the 3 train
with no one to blame
doing my thing
Merciless like Ming
slapping the whooping
out of cranes
cruelty to all that
cross my lane
arm and hammer the brain
watching observing
how the mucus drains
from the side of the heads
I punctured with that accurate aim

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