Sunday, March 4, 2012

MORE POETRY...RIDE THE REDLINE


RIDE THE RED LINE
by kingyoda/bishop g/ d.dunbar




I KNOW NO MAN IS AN ISLAND...
BUT SOME AINT EVEN BLOCKS,
ARREST THEY OWN DEVELOPMENT
AND THEY AINT EVEN COPS,
MY AGE IS 3 DECADES...
IM LESS PAID THAN MOST,
BUT IM SPIRITUALLY LUXURIOUS
GLORIOUS WITH THE QUOTES,
IM WARRIOR FOR HOPE...
EVEN THOUGH TATTED WITH HOPELESS,
A LONG SLEEVE OVER THAT
HOPEING YOU DIDNT NOTICE
AS I VOCALLY TRY TO FOCUS
AND COACH THEM TO THE BRIGHTSIDE,
EVERYDAY AINT ALWAYS BRIGHT...
YOU THINK THE NIGHT DIED?
LEFT THINKING RIGHT DIED...
BLIND THINKING SIGHT DIED..
THOSE WITHOUT A OUNCE OF AGGRESSION'
BE THINKING FIGHT DIED,
IF YOU CAN STAND
AND MAKE IT TO BASE...
MY NIGGA WHY SLIDE?
BASEBALL ANALOGIES TO EXPLAIN
MY SIDE,
OR CURRENT TRAIN OF THOUGHT
TO LIFES GAMES,
DONT TAKE IT SERIOUS
AND DON CORNELIOS YOUR BRAIN,
KEEP YOUR SOULS TRAIN ON TRACK
BE A BETTER CONDUCTOR,


I FUCKED UP
CUZ DONT TO MUCH RHYME WITH CONDUCTOR.