Title: Poetry Dealer Post by: influence on September 11, 2007, 12:49:03 AM You can call me the greatest dealer of all time
havin you sniffin lines of 8 by 11's 3 to 4 sheets at a time So that brain numbing sensation Is just the elevation of your mind I remain on a slow grind Changing generations of cloudy minds One venue at a time Using buses trains and plane Just to show my contraband is the most potent in this game I'll have you respecting ya girl And tellin the truth to ya family Just on ya first hit of me More addictive then heroin Havin the testimony of ya man Change from this is my bitch To this is my black women See understand this is that contraband The government don't want in ya hand Cause no matter how many times you play it in ya decks It comes back cooked to perfection time and time again See this is that good grade Huwie P Newton said gonna help us win That contraband that has ya mama Sendin you out again When you come home from ya bing See western society fears a hustler like me I'll pimp ya kids and have them turnin tricks on literacy Havin young girls say the hell wit kanye We don't want D's we flashin A's on ...em By next summer we'll two step And walk it out wit diploma's Havin teachers say I can't leave this child behind I'm gonna teach' em like he mines This is that contraband Changing hallucination to revelation's on how to be a man To recieve it you don't have to do a damn thang Just open ya ears , and I'll push it in Makin you understand that being a good husband Is synonymous wit god lovin And being a good wife Is the key to substaining a vibrant family life I stay in the lab cultivating this art Until every line I scribe Give you the vibrant vibe to fall to ya knees And say thank god I'm still alive Cause being with out me Will be the greatest detox of ya life This contraband manifest's good sprits Just look at my life Shot up over 200 times ain't got no tracks to hide Wit no money You can over dose on me on probation And come back clean On ya urine toxication Understand this is so serious I pray a sista passes it on To her unborn fetus Becoming an epidemic From generation to generation Turning our poor hood to prosperous nations Havin block parties tossin back education So when you start jonesin and gettin sick I got that spiritual intellectual fix You can find me at venue near you Sittin by candle light , counting intellectual figure's Just come holla I'm ya friendly neighbor hood poetry dealer |