MR. HIGH SPEED...

MR.HIGHSPEED...by bishopg/dusean dunbar



ETERNAL INTERNAL BURDEN...
I WAS BORN A PALLBEARER,
I DONT USE THAT WORD LIGHTLY
IVE SEEN MY SHARE OF


FUNERALS..CASKETS ON MY SHOULDERS,
A PARTICIPANT TO THE WILL OF JEHOVAH'S,
NOT JUST HIM,
THE STEEL FROM THE COBRAS,
STRIKING DOWN MY BROTHERS
YOUNG SOLDIERS,
I SEE THOSE WHO THINK KILLINGS COOL,
WITH NO EXPERINCE ON THE MATTER
BEHIND THEIR EAR IS A SWIMMING POOL,
THAT SHIT IS BEYOND WET,
A MAN NOT AFRAID TO DIE
IS BEYOND THREAT!!!

AS LONG AS YOU CAN READ
YOU CAN HEED,
AND SLOW THE FUCKDOWN
MR. FELL IN LOVE WITH HIGH SPEED!

OLD MOTIVATION....

GREY STRANDS IN MY FRO
THE NEW FREDRICK DOUGLASS,
IM EMPATHETIC AND LOVE SICK
MISSING WHO I WAS WITH,
SLOW TO RECOVER
I WAS QUICK,
HOPING THAT THIS IS AS HARD....
AS IT DOES GET,
IM USING OLD FEELINGS AS MY MOTIVATION,
ME AND LOVE BEEEN ON A VACATION,
I AINT SICK FROM IT BUT
I USED TO BE A PATIENT,
AND I LEARNED FROM IT THAT
I GOTTA BE PATIENT,
IM FINALLY WAITING...
I WAS KING OF RUSHING INTO SHIT,
PERFECT PESONIFICATION OF A INSTRUMENT,
BEAT OF MY OWN DRUM I CONSTANTLY MARCHED TOO...
I BLANK YOU WITH ALL MY HEART BOO.


YOPPPPPPPPPPP ISSSSSSSSS COMEEEEEEEEE BAKKKKKKKKK!!!!!