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Old 04-17-03, 05:36 AM   #1
Narcicyst
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From: confined in the mazes of my mind
My Memoirs

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aight i just had to take some shit offa my chest....


the higher learnin/
i wanna retire and feel the fire burnin/
to kill off this burden, i try to reside workin/
teachers succumbin and all/
man pawns, marked by these jaws and paws/
but still screamin HAMDULILLAH/
laws faced in my raced/
that dont belong to them in the first place/
eat myself away, the worst taste/
detatched from my birth place/
snatched rhymers is spoken/
held on so tight i think i might've broke them/
envokin mics, i think i might have awoken/
some sort of short comin, stuck in sentences like court summons/
this mortifying coke is throat numbin/
envisionin beduan ways/
in airport lobbies with sand spread on my face/
a breathful thru the hateful statements/
fate will never be a statement/
i'm waitin for human awakenin/
maschoism, nationalism, fought this rational livin into nationally driven/
pass your wrathful of prisms, and half my tactiful given talents/
its a risen violence, hating this silence/
prison of color paletes/
skin abrasion taped on to immigration papers/
they say they give shelter, but it always takes them back to the point/
live thru a bottle and pass you a joint/
model citizen, shitloads of ignorance, difference, and inference/
livin next to kids that syndricate incidents, we argue/
scarred cuz its hard to spar thru Jihad... the host of this fight/
struggled and rustled thru most of my nights/
tryin to sleep thru my deciet, with troubles in sight/
escape the idea of this matrix that we find here/
feel with my hearts hands, and listen with my minds ear/
but conned me to stand in line/
mental plans are refined but said the lands are foriegn plans/
my stranded confidment is the central mission/
i spit these bars so you can walk thru my mental prison/
to send my ambition, in a box ready to end this system...as we know it/
if you got love, then do nothin but show it/
theoritically let it roll, poetically heroic....
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