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Psalter
- ///Verse 1 \\\
- 0:23
- Prophetic in the method, my reflections like a prism split
- The light that hit the tenement, now heaven sent through penmanship
- Im sketching with the elements, my residence is pestilence
- But intelligence becomes the medicine, Im wrestling with Testaments
- Old and New, the cold'll do what soldiers do when holding truth
- The scroll I use to roll the proof, these golden booths, Im molding youth
- See, every bars a scar that started from a broken home
- a token shown to those who roam where hope is loaned and poets groan
- The streets a beast that eats the weak, but I compete unique
- I speak in peaks and reach the meek who seek to leap from concretes deep
- My grandmothers hands, understand? They ran through lands of contraband
- Where man'll damn his brother, fam, for grams and scams, no promised land
- But I emerged from dirt and cursed earth, converted hurt to verses first
- Rehearsed the worst, then burst through thirst, my worth dispersed in every word
- They say the truth'll set you free, but check the fee, regrettably
- the debtors see your every plea, so mentally Im weaponry
- ///Verse 2 \\\
- Philosophically Im King Solomon, the economics of the poverty
- The scholars and the prodigies cant swallow whats the prophecy honestly
- See, modestly I walk among the monuments these block became
- The rocks and flames, the Glocks that claim the names of those who forgot the game
- My pops explained the plots the same, your caught between the rock and wave
- Moses chose explosive prose, I suppose my flows compose the slaves
- That chose to save themselves when dealt a hand that melts like candle wax
- The scandal's factual, financial traps with capital that strangles Black
- and Brown communities, immunity from unitys the atrocity
- Monopoly on property, the properly acknowledged see
- That generational curses got us working verses out like surgeons
- Searching for a purpose, worth the surface deep assertions certain persons purchase
- I construct these epics out of dialectics and the disrespected
- Resurrected texts protected by the tongue thats dipped in Neptunes essence
- Lessons learned from fires that burned entire empires to return
- My ciphers earned, desires churned, im tired of watching liars turn
- ///Verse 3 \\\
- So now Im orchestrating symphonies in synagogues and mosques alike
- The cost of lifes the loss you write when bosses strike and cross your sight
- I floss with Christ and Job combined, my Gods design through odds I climb
- The blocks I rhyme unlock the mind, these Glocks and nines, they stop the time
- But I keep moving, proving that improvements in the students vision
- The choosing prisons or pursuing wisdom, stupids given, truth is risen
- Risen from the ashes where the masses pass through fascist tactics
- Caskets stacking, plastic packaging our souls like we disposable
- The closest to the Holy Ghost, Im coating coasts with boasts thats factual
- Immaculate conception when my weapons just inflection and projection
- Every sentence is a lesson in a blessing and a questions intersection
- Im Langston Hughes when my blues confuse the news they use
- The truths abused, but youth'll choose to lose these screws and fuse new views
- So when they write my legacy, I hope its said he mentally
- was weaponry and heavily invested in the recipe of setting free
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