Professor Greentree

Myspace LayoutsSLAM - I write for Troubled Drifters and freaks, both jocks and geeks, those who search and seek, and the ones who laugh and weep - SLAM - Smooth Lyrics Affecting Man, SLAM - Slick Lines Allocating Myself, SLAM - Spit Lyrics At Me - What cannot be accomplished in everyday contact, the SLAM reacts, only it's not the shoe, but the foot that wears it, it's not the hoots and boos unless it comes from those who understand it, who have romanced it, the enchanted, for we are the makers of magic, not just spoken words, but powerful connotations, combined together creations, creating an ambiance for elevation, obtainment of a higher level, seems impossible from this prison with bars invisible, exactly, but then - SLAM, getting thrown from your seat, tossed to the ground, where hearing is different than listening, you actually distinguish meaning from sound - SLAM - Slam Masters combine, lords of the rhyme, street prophets and poets, we speak it, you quote it, recite lessons: teachers, preachers, speakers, healers, revealers, mind-body-and-soul that's my holy trinity, divinity, a divine being in all its glory, mind-body-and-soul, soul-body-and-mind combined, nah, rather intertwined - SLAM - extending branches with roots sown deep, from first to last sleep, where dreams no longer reveal what the conscience boxed up, locked up, with no key, where only Pandora can see, perceived by third eye perception, this the final recollection for man kinds reflection, touched by perfection, the ultimate conception, devised lessons taught through selective selection, not majority aggression, resurrected from the graves of slaves, man made, then laid to rest, in peace - SLAM - Sweet Lullibies Aggitating Mankind, SLAM - So Listen And Maintain, SLAM - Spit Lyrics At Me, Spit Lyrics At Me, Spit Lyrics At Me