I got manifestos firing into my cell like mortars trying to liberate me like the middle east and I’m in the middle of east teXas and it’s all the same coz it’s no peace and when I do get a piece of it they want me to return to sender but I couldn’t re/member the severed pieces of Osiris’ lost i’s i’m the 1 seperated from the 99 still not found leaving signs in my blood on the DRIVE frontline catching vibes from prophets popping poems into my cage like grenades in the Gaza Strip i’m going pen to pen praticing one day for clip for clip Wa-Wa got the manuscript to From Gangsta to Guerrillas ready to May Day this radical thriller and i’m sitting in the line of killers killing killers and we rotating death like dank in dope ridden dens polunsky and projects is all the same for niggers getting napalmed on nooses and needles living off noodles and nicotine i pass on the in/hells i X/hell coz my mind was too heavenly i sell Hoteps a dime a dozen to brothas on the steps of the cell blocks beating on thousand dollar metal doors sounding off like glocks into the hearts of lost lumpens who watch the clock with eyes locked like zombies lost in purgatory i make holy water from the story of Jonah i’m in the belly of the beast white walls surround me like an iron stomach steel grills slice my finger like teeth figuratively I speak but found it was so real i’m judged for my words and made to feel less than the least so when i look up it’s at the bottom got me on the hooch bottle hoo-de-hooing like a RBG Shaman rocking old Bob Marley “Redemption songs” in a 8x10 and it’s got me growing 7x7 my letters are missles yall i’m transfixed by Pac’s call of “how long will they mourn me?” i say NEVER love me better in the spirit than the flesh pull me in close your eyes and take the steps to infinity i instantly telegraph you me we the history of humanity found in fossils releasing back into the minds for resurrections not just on the 3rd but whenever the word is spoken becoz in the beginning it was and it’ll stay ‘til the end which is the start of everything thus why i don’t use stamps anymore only hallow/grams i transcend and send this message for the masses signing off Alpha/Omega I AM stepping with revolution in my back and if i have to go i do so head up feet down holding my nuts as i exit screaming like Mel Gibson in Braveheart FREEEEDOMMMM!
