Yaddos

I want to get a million poets and their poems hand written on loose leaf Then I want to ask a million MC’s to write me one verse each of their strongest beliefs Now all we need is a beat right So I want to gather a million djembe players in the biggest drum circle you’ve ever seen Then the cipher’s complete Now lets take all this shit to the street Gorilla style though no mics no stage just feet to concrete The giant no longer sleeps Woke up dying for oil and fighting for peace I’m stirring my soul while I’m writing this pieceMy pen bleeds the alphabet upon its release Words pulsate on paper still connected to heartbeats Now it time to make war with the beast So we three million deep at the gates of the white house Liters lit sick of all this bullshit Three million deep these poets, mc’s and these loose leaf sheets Now give me that fucking beat It sounds like thunderclaps as the bare slaps the stretched skin I through my head back close my eyes, outstretch my arms and invite the spirits in They were listening because the spirits of Mahalia Jackson, Sam Cooke, Otis Redding Billy Holiday and Marvin Gaye all joined in. Now we’re blending, nation building Then I begin These words are all I have left I do these poems on borrowed breaths Because at the same time I was blessed with this life I was sentenced to death Some where in between I learned to write a sentence to death That knowledge is wealth Love is self You have to shuffle the cards you’re dealt Some of the greatest lessons in my life came at the end of my mother’s belt And my father still walked out no matter how we felt So on knees I knelt I wondered if god was sleeping when I was running, yelling and screaming for help It took my woman to tell me that I was blessed and nothing less So now I’m busy trying to keep my brothers knives out of my back and their slugs out of my chest I can’t communicate with my children got to send them a text What’s next I vexed I’m so pissed off I want to burn a white cross on the lawn of the white house Gasoline doused and spirit blessed so they can never put the shit out I want these motherfuckers to know that I got a storm in my belly and a fire in my mouth I got a history burned in to my memory I represent a people in doubt I got the gaze of Medusa and I’m staring you down Got you wondering how do I spit shit so profound When for centuries you’ve had a noose around my neck and my hands and feet bound Thought the spook that sat by the door didn’t hear shit because the niggas that you put with him were talking to loud Watch me now As a matter of fact if you brought all your guns and dropped me now My mother my women and my kids know they’re loved And I’m already one with the ground Are you spiritually sound Or do you remember when you sold your soul at the crossroads For that house on the hill some trinkets and a few pieces of gold Motherfucker I am wealth untold I tell the stories of countless millions whose faces I’ll never know It’s for them over these words I toil I walk with them constantly beautiful black skin decaying under stolen blood soaked soil What is it for a man to gain the world at the price of his soul So with my pen I add my own name to the death toll Because this shit is killing us We’re making logic and sanity of the ridiculous We’re finding beauty in the hideous We’re like cattle being led to the slaughter I’m just trying to raise my daughters Teach my sons There are so many forces working against me That’s why I brought 2 million nine hundred ninety nine thousand with me With a dream to be free We stand here with word’ drum and fire We stand here with soul, determination desire We stand here armed to the teeth with loose leaf You’ve never heard such a harmony or seen such a peace YADDOS