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Claim This!
School of Hard Knocks graduates
Show me hard rock on their faces
Pace is refusing to stop at "We made it!"
I'ma chase a greater dream until I'm erased from this scene!
But if they erase me tomorrow? It won't mar my roll
'Cause I'll have all your moms tasted if I only have one last day to borrow
Flip sadness and sorrow
Slip madness; we got far to go
So far all I know? Is how to add grace to tragic math,
Magic paths and crash it back.
Match any track, backrhyme anyone, anytime.
On my feet outclass the Ritz
Indiscreet and graphic, the complete package
Of a sweet savage; I'll bleed across a pallet
That's my street chalice. Mental Palace
Has prowess on illusions, archaic models and blunderscans,
E.M.P. Quaking, stone age replacement
Of super-advanced ancient civilizations.
Since the first Awakening my kind have been shaking shit
Been making sense
Taking it all in, every sediment
Layered into sentence medicine
Never settle in, running nights
Unfolding poems from the very zones
In which I roam, thunder and light
Feeding on every note, the very reason
The Rolling Stones wrote "Tumbling Dice"
Rambling and rumbling to overstand
A crumbling land and malice underhand
Clean out the madness like Alice at her baddest
Returning to Wonderland!
Not just anyone can...
Some victories require a firespitter's licks
And hickory! Dicker and rock
But a mouse or a louse will get chopped, slippery or not!
And my flippant knot
Is quick and hot and insisting right off
That experience makes you empirically bigger
So I'm releasing spiritual liquor
Spirits who are near to this get fearless
And most seer's ears get to twitching when I get to spitting
A whirlwind of worlds to spin
Click yourself in--risk getting richer or sicker.
Distinct pictures surround my ocular nerves
So I can blink a thousand words
Think around curves, link up with Alpha Nerds
On the brink of a wakening world
Never shrinking from what I foretell
Lillith winked on my first track so I winked back
And hijacked the Cosmic Carousel!
Sprinkling rhymes when I gel
Open a hockey rink in Hell
Sink into this spell
Gold clinks, profits swell
Forget selling indulgences
Feel the pull of this. Business and games.
I'm in the business of changing frames
The Wizard of Re-Arranging Brains!
Handle the ripples with no shame
Stripping in the rain, switching lanes
Leaving delicious stains when firespitter's mix it up
And blast their reign on the astral plane
Click with my name...
Veni, vidi, eh, change!
I came, I saw, I bombed on curs!
Getting on with the future
'Cause nobody can conquer what isn't claimed!
Show me hard rock on their faces
Pace is refusing to stop at "We made it!"
I'ma chase a greater dream until I'm erased from this scene!
But if they erase me tomorrow? It won't mar my roll
'Cause I'll have all your moms tasted if I only have one last day to borrow
Flip sadness and sorrow
Slip madness; we got far to go
So far all I know? Is how to add grace to tragic math,
Magic paths and crash it back.
Match any track, backrhyme anyone, anytime.
On my feet outclass the Ritz
Indiscreet and graphic, the complete package
Of a sweet savage; I'll bleed across a pallet
That's my street chalice. Mental Palace
Has prowess on illusions, archaic models and blunderscans,
E.M.P. Quaking, stone age replacement
Of super-advanced ancient civilizations.
Since the first Awakening my kind have been shaking shit
Been making sense
Taking it all in, every sediment
Layered into sentence medicine
Never settle in, running nights
Unfolding poems from the very zones
In which I roam, thunder and light
Feeding on every note, the very reason
The Rolling Stones wrote "Tumbling Dice"
Rambling and rumbling to overstand
A crumbling land and malice underhand
Clean out the madness like Alice at her baddest
Returning to Wonderland!
Not just anyone can...
Some victories require a firespitter's licks
And hickory! Dicker and rock
But a mouse or a louse will get chopped, slippery or not!
And my flippant knot
Is quick and hot and insisting right off
That experience makes you empirically bigger
So I'm releasing spiritual liquor
Spirits who are near to this get fearless
And most seer's ears get to twitching when I get to spitting
A whirlwind of worlds to spin
Click yourself in--risk getting richer or sicker.
Distinct pictures surround my ocular nerves
So I can blink a thousand words
Think around curves, link up with Alpha Nerds
On the brink of a wakening world
Never shrinking from what I foretell
Lillith winked on my first track so I winked back
And hijacked the Cosmic Carousel!
Sprinkling rhymes when I gel
Open a hockey rink in Hell
Sink into this spell
Gold clinks, profits swell
Forget selling indulgences
Feel the pull of this. Business and games.
I'm in the business of changing frames
The Wizard of Re-Arranging Brains!
Handle the ripples with no shame
Stripping in the rain, switching lanes
Leaving delicious stains when firespitter's mix it up
And blast their reign on the astral plane
Click with my name...
Veni, vidi, eh, change!
I came, I saw, I bombed on curs!
Getting on with the future
'Cause nobody can conquer what isn't claimed!
Published 29th Apr 2015
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29th Apr 2015 3:12pm
Fine work, my partner in crime! I think we share the same taste. "Tumbling Dice" is one of my favorite songs. But I do like some more recent tunes, although I've kind of lost track of what's at the top of the charts. And you mention Lillith again. She's one of my personal heroines. "Nobody can conquer what isn't claimed." Words to live by, and give by!
30th Apr 2015 2:57pm
I stopped reading the Rolling Stone, following Billboard or giving the radio any of my time years ago. I'm grateful for youtube and downloading. It was much more work to scavenge for music in the 80's and 90's. Lilith gains strength in a conceptual way. An icon can grow with ideology, but more than that? For real world results?
Redefining terms changes the way people think. So while I can't say "Yeah man, if enough of us write about her well enough Lilith will come descending down like a fucking Roger Corman movie!" with a straight face, I can believe in social change. Giving a heroine credo was a big step. I thank the 90's for that. But giving a layer of what-does-this-shit-mean-for-my-behavior to the national conversation by linking depth to said heroine and elevating the current? Gives the icon power. And I'm obsessed with giving away power. You and me and Tesla, man. Thanks for getting my work, crowfly.
Redefining terms changes the way people think. So while I can't say "Yeah man, if enough of us write about her well enough Lilith will come descending down like a fucking Roger Corman movie!" with a straight face, I can believe in social change. Giving a heroine credo was a big step. I thank the 90's for that. But giving a layer of what-does-this-shit-mean-for-my-behavior to the national conversation by linking depth to said heroine and elevating the current? Gives the icon power. And I'm obsessed with giving away power. You and me and Tesla, man. Thanks for getting my work, crowfly.
29th Apr 2015 4:35pm
30th Apr 2015 2:57pm
