I shall not be moved....

Jan 19, 2007 18:32

 Man A whole buncha good reggae cds have made it into I mon possesion
possessing the freshness less dem ly'ics be dem mon best
test to one twos and attest those few fools thought that they was cool
soon enough bust bluffs aw yeah like mista big stuff
digg stuff with bear hands dirt beneath the claws beneath the feet
leave trails
pay attention to devil in the details get dirt beneath lee nails
fake folks diggin' them selves a hole diggin' themselves early graves
fight the good fight and stay brave
I'm diggin' in trenches
I hope you diggin' it....
spittin' it like "I knead oil"
into young heads and message they mind
and at the same time I'm massagin' they minds
make 'em mindful
of their annointments
make 'em mindful of appointments,
"I'll be there in a minute."
but in the blink of an eye it all changes
I and I and I and I and I become total strangers.



It's verse too I'm not adverse to curse you
sticks and stones break bones 
I spit and split trees in two
I been through:
Hell and back 
Hell and highwater
phases of wearing highwaters
blazing through flood waters
muddy waters run through the veigns of sons daughters
some waters run pure some team fun with "ought'ers"
Like "why I oughtta!"..........

Play lazy in clouds clouds my mind hazy
and fuzzy wonderin'  "Was he crazy?"
Answer like "I'm gifted but was lazy  but now I'm dead with the D.A.I.S.Y.s
Dread with the steady stare....."Amazing!"....
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