we lack the cheat-sheets
It starts from the heart
when we thought the brain
What we thought was strange,
is now the norm, true-to-form.
street’s saturated with the mis-informed
we lack the cheat-sheets
big WALLS, big WALL STREET
BIG shoes to fill
BIG ideas, BIG dreams to kill
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and it don’t stop
Up early Saturday, feeling good, no work
throw on my Dodger hat, khaki shorts, t-shirt
Shoot to the gas station where the price is high
Twenty dollars, 6 gallons I got errands to fly
Hella lazy, in a hurry, drive-thru the car wash
Off to the farmers market for some carrots and squash
Potatoes, colla’ greens, cabbage, spinach and fruit
I got everything I need for my vegetable soup
I got Flowers for my Lady, she was up with the baby
Healthy snacks for my boys cause they eating like crazy
Almond-butter and dates, for this crazy new shake
If you drink it everyday, you can shed off some weight
Employee called me from behind as I walked outside
I grabbed receipt, cause being-black-rules apply
He pointed to my back window, said he liked my decal
I said I love Hieroglyphics, plus Im from Nor Cal
He said because of Hiero-Crew he fell in love with rap
He lifted up his pants leg, he was rockin same Tat!
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Therapeutic
I saw
black man slap black wife in the street. Wrote about it. Kept it.
Writing is the antiseptic.
Letter’s
longed for belongness.
One line at a time.
One time for ya mind
-set.