sabotage

8 12 2009

ditc2, originally uploaded by sizzled.

My mind is grand like endless sand
Warnin off the seafloor defeats the flam
For some strange reas’ I sees my outcome
Sorta like fate was besaw by Malcolm
The stage is my panel, the crowd are my disciples
They control my music, and it’s lifecycle
Friends hard to come by, they shady when I strut
Fools stand back, waitin layin in the cut
Hate but smilin, spitin my light
Hooker she be evil lookin sharp as a knife
From dawn to dusk, my ass I bust
Limit my cuss, in God I trust
Flush bad memories, smash thoughts of enemies
Focus on solutions, come up with remedies
Infinite thought supports me throughout so
So much more to say but, this is the outro…

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