Thursday, January 2, 2014

Pages Of The Past

/I'm wary wary, quite contrary/ The hate overpowers, but I don't tarry/Write for the cage bird: Sing canary/
/Induced revolution, but it ain't carry/Pfizer is kaiser, I'm too hyper/ So they flip the script,and make me tire/ /But my policy's expired, I'm still wired/ Antitrust quicksand, they still flip grams/ Brother kills brother through the storm of war/ Say it's for our God, it is Lord informed/ Nirvana in store, just perform the chore/ No mind to the pigs, we ignore the boar// Poor keep grounded, while the rich take off/ So I smile for a while that Bern Made Off/ Laugh with my dad, who was just laid off/ And speak of the ways that we sustain more/ Sweat soaked face from his days in the sun/ Shower, roll a joint, start cleanin' his gun/ Smiled when we hung, pride in bein' his son/ And talk now and then about when he was young/  Ridin' in his truck, mellowing speed/ Smells of sawdust and the bellowing weed/ Trip a lil' bit round whenever I'd leave/ Sabbath when he'd drive and I'd stare at the trees/ People put too much in politics/ Cups of faith poured into hollow shit/ Try wrap arms 'round a hologram/ Man, I'd rather be a king like Solomon/ Two party system, what happened to options?/ A hundred mailmans' and not one Stockton/ Tea aficionados, full of bravado/  And just as many skeletons, man, what are you selling?/ Dawg, who are you telling?/ One big prison, directed by felons/ Tappin' on my veins, rap in the rain/ Debating on escaping, maybe grabbing the train/ Ride out west and then fuel a beginning/ And create mirages that I use in my lyrics/ Nurse a Marlboro and thumb through a classic/ Maybe Emerson, and father some bastards/ Get a 9 to 5 and then work 'till I die/ Or hoard some Vyvanse and live in my mind/ Record on the side, bartering time/ Or scrap all of that and just father some rhymes/

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