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Equality

Equality

I grew up having to go without
On my feet to gather my own clout
So I didn�t learn to speak to turn and shout
I�m on this beat to teach

So don�t make me burn you out.

Some choose to hate me,
Because they can�t repudiate me.
Slow to burn and wither a bunch,
This shows whenever discerning to dither a hunch!

Narrow viewed and never learned
How to deliver a proper punch!

Can�t outwait or scamper out the gate
I advance turning statements
From Eternal Weight Sense
No chance to pamper a debate!

I leave mental welts on sheltered whelps
My steeze is incremental. I�m dealt licks to trick what I felt
Spike ripping thunder, slipping wonders
Like tipping under 6 tumblers of Everclear!

Quickening is the right thing for lightning to kiss a fling!
Something ill hissing from my head, forming
Still glistening red like the warm morning
Of D-Day on Normandy�s Heather

I hear the screams in my dreams
And wake up feeling shaken up and obscene
So whenever this scene finds me awake?
This pirate rake is flipping whatever�s clever

Aspire to be a class act
And I get higher than a giraffe�s ass
Wiry and viciously visual in my missives
And desire is my mistress

So I�m tripping to wherever
To come and go run a flow
Like Dumbo�s feather!
Victory melts and listening helps

Tracks felt that span for wiles!
Like Alannah Miles - Black Velvet.

Whelps that stir? Epiphany is pure.
I win and knelt before her.
Strolling my zone.
She moans� Rolling Stones� �Gimme Shelter

And roots what�s left of my rage
With a bootleg
Of Helter Skelter!

So chat real nice with me?
And I won�t sacrifice you to Epiphany.
Or come first and reach to roll
Converse with me as an equal

Impure or don�t concur? No stir, we�ll get on that
And for sure, Comrade, there will be sequels!