The Swift Chancelor - ProfilesArchive

About Me

Freedom's a road that's seldom traveled, watch hell unravel Right before the eyes of the soldier who fell in battle The single mother who raised her daughter to bear the sacred water And not take the hand of every man who make a offer To black kids wishin they white kids, when they close they eyelids Like, "I bet they neighborhood ain't like this" White kids wishin they black kids, and wanna talk like rappers It's all backwards it's identity crisis The industry inside us is vipers with fangs trying to bite us Drug suppliers is the health care providers We cakin, makin narcotics outta household products We ain't workin out 'til we exorcise the demons that's inside us Plus they seem to just provide us with enough rope to hang ourselves Enough dope to slang ourselves, enough toast to bang ourselves It's officially nigga season, these niggaz is bleedin That's why I'm spittin freedom we had enough of trigger squeezin

My Interests

hearing from my long lost friends on the internet

I'd like to meet:

Thierry Henry, Talib Kweli, and Arsene Wenger

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Music:

I want to be as free as the spirits of those who left I'm talking Malcom, Coltrane, my man Yusef Through death through conception New breath and resurrection For moms, new steps in her direction In the right way Told inside is where the fight lay And everything a nigga do may not be what he might say Chicago nights stay, stay on the mind But I write many lives and lay on these lines Wave the signs of the times Many say the grind's on the mind Shorties blunted-eyed and everyone wanna rhyme Bush pushing lies, killers immortalized We got arms but won't reach for the skies Waiting for the Lord to rise I look into my daughter's eyes And realize that I'ma learn through her The Messiah, might even return through her If I'ma do it, I gotta change the world through her Furs and a Benz, gramps wantin 'em Demons and old friends, pops they hauntin' him The chosen one from the land of the frozen sun When drunk nights get remembered more than sober ones Walk like warriors, we were never told to run Explored the world to return to where my soul begun Never looking back or too far in front of me The present is a gift and I just wanna BE

Movies:

The Agronomist

Television:

Lots and lots of soccer...

Books:

books...

Heroes:

anyone with the strength to think critically and challenge conventional wisdoms in the interest of the majority...