Elli$ Keyz ~$ongwriter, @uthor, & Po3t~

"I'M MADE OF LYRICS, I'M MADE OF MUSIC. IF I WERE TO SLIT MY WRIST, THE CARPET WOULD TURN INTO PAPER, BECAUSE MY BLOOD IS INK, AND WOULD SPILL NOTHING BUT WORDS AND EMOTION. SO EVEN AFTER LIFE, IN MY DEATH I'M STILL WRITING HITS." ~ELLIS KEYZ~
In the SIN CITY of the EAST, in a mid-month of 1988. The state of New Jersey and its renown city of casinos, gambled right and was rewarded big. After the JACKPOT had been collected the creation could now begin. With a pen & a pad in it's original form, an evolution soon began. Fingers began to form around the pen, then a wrist, and then an arm. Soon the ink began to run and expressions of raw emotion and feeling never to be completely understood or described were soon appearing on the paper. Each line began to generate a new form of organism, a new breed of something never before seen, witnessed, or heard-of. The rest of the body began to form, and soon enough a mind so complex began to reach its full form of desired creation. A melody began to pump blood through the staffs, and lines of the body. A chord began to stretch and reconstruct like a muscle. An orchestra and symphony of metaphors, analogies, and a vocabulary of sincerity began to develop thought and reaction. This creation of something immaculate today would be known as.... Justin Perry "ELLIS KEYZ" Reed
"I got this:"
Music is my life, my love, my passion, my art, my desire, my heart, my match, then fire. It's my breath, my lungs, my ignition, my sprint, my run. Then poetry follows, like the spark and smoke after my creation's a bullet shot out of my metaphorical brain 9mm gun. I spit it, I vomit, I write it, I'm on it, I'm a lyrical beast.. with words, and vocabulary that make blind people see. my brain, and hand are compatible with the pad and the pen like a couple's match on E-Harmony. No handicaps, no barriers with the thought to the beat, the production's my holster, then I commence fire with lyrics of pain and essence that make the track bleed. Cause the emotion is felt, but the show must go on, then I make love to the track.... "9 months later, my words have been born!!!" ~Ellis Keyz~Contact For Work, or to pen something 4 you
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"My Scriptures"
"Dedicated To My Women, All Women:"You contain more than an extra rib
Were created for more than to just be his
You possess a treasure beneath the skin
A soul pure regardless of the expectation
Your value doesn’t lie from beneath the thighs
But more along the lines from the price of your mind
The cost for equality in societies eyes
Expensed to be less because ignorance is blind
Dreams tend to fade because the odds have been stacked
But your head help up- shouldn’t be viewed from your back
Let go of your defense- and learn to attack
Obstacles are only facades, unless your passion is lacked
Value only descends when the items been used
Don’t shelf yourself for purchase; you’re more than a tool
Be the hand of creation, not the object he choose
Don’t become the blueprint- instead let the creator be you
Don’t let vices of the media, determine your worth
Or a magazine cover, saying your body needs work
Only workout you need, is your problems in church
If you’re a diamond in the ground, just brush off the dirt
Educate yourself on the items you need
Not the wants from deception by desires from greed
Let prayer be the only occupation that you have on your knees
That’s a mans position, but only when there’s a ring
So the life you live, make more than just dreams
Understand relationships aren’t solo- but are built on a team
Yeah the most important just might be the "KING"
But life is like chess- "TRUE POWER"- it lies with the "QUEEN"

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