Hockey, Art, Paint, Shoes.
Choose the sword, and you will join me, Choose the ball, and you join your mother... in death, You don't understand my words, but you must choose. So... come boy, choose life or death. The only man a hoe wait for is the sky-blue Bally kid, in eighty-three, rocked Taylor's. My Memorex performed tape decks, my own phone sex, Watch out for Haiti bitches, I heard they throw hex. Yo, Wu whole platoon is filled with rac-coons, Corner sittin wine niggaz sippin Apple Boone, this ain't no white cartoon. Cuz I be duckin crazy spades, The kid hold white shit, like blacks rock ashy legs. Why is the sky blue? Why is water wet? Why did Judas, rat to Romans while Jesus slept? Stand up, You're out of luck like two dogs stuck. Iron Man be sippin rum, out of Stanley Cups, unflammable Noriega, aimin knives which stay windy in Chicago, spine-tingle, mind boggles, Kangols in rainbow colors, promoters try to hold dough, Give me mine before Po, wrap you up in so-and-so, I ran the Dark Ages, Constantine and great Henry the Eighth, Built with Ghengis Khan, the wreck suede Wally Don. I judge wisely, as if nothin ever surprise me, Loungin, between two pillars of ivory, I'm lively, my dome piece, is like buildin stones in Greece my poems are deep from ancient thrones I speak, I'm overwhelmed, as my mind, roams the realm, My eye's the vision, memory is the film. Others act sub-tile, but they fragile above clouds, They act wild and couldn't budge a crowd. No matter how loud they get, though they growl and spit, Clutch they fists, and throw up signs like a Crip, And throw all types of fits, I leave 'em split, like ass cheeks and ragged pussy lips. Aiyyo, camoflouge chameleon, ninjas scalin your buildin, No time to grab the gun they already got your wife and children. A hit was sent, from the President, to rage your residence, Because you had secret evidence, and documents on how they raped the continents, and it's the prominent dominant Islamic, Asiatic black hebrew, The year two thousand and two, the battle's filled with the Wu, Six million devils just died from the Bubonic Flu. Or the Ebola Virus, under the reign of King Cyrus, You can see the weakness of a man right through his iris. Un-loyal snakes get thrown in boilin lakes, of hot oil, it boils your skin, chickenheads gettin slim like Olive Oyl, only plant the seed deep inside fertile soil. Fortified with essential, vitamin and minerals, Use the sky for a blanket, stuffin clouds inside my pillow. Rollin with the lambs, Twelve tribes a hundred and forty four thousand chosen, Protons Electrons Always Cause Explosions. The banks of G, all CREAM downs a bet, Money feed good, opposites off the set. It ain't hard to see, my seeds need God-degree, I got mouths to feed, unnecessary beef is more cows to breed. I'm on some tax free shit by any means, Whether bound to hit scheme or some counterfeit CREAM. I learned much from such with cons who run scams, Veterans got the game spiced like ham. And from that, sons are born and guns are drawn, Clips are fully loaded, and then blood floods the lawn. Disciplinary action was a fraction of strength, that made me truncate the length one-tenth. With his thump, tweaters hits like air pumps, RZA shaved the track, niggaz caught razor bumps. Scarred tryin to figure who invented this unprecented, opium-scented, dark-tinted. Now watch me blow him out his shoes without clues, Cuz I won't hesitate to detonate, I'm short fuse.
Wu Tang, Souls Of Mischief, Good Clean Fun.
The Dreamers, Boondock Saints, Requiem For A Dream, Donnie Darko, Train Spotting, Fear And Loathing.
CSI.
The Dangerous Book For Boys.
My Mom.