Tuesday, October 20, 2009

rapoerty


Jay Electronica cept's with gender change:

"I'm a grown woman
I'm mapping out everything that I want to do
and I'm doing it the way I want to do it
you got what I'm saying!?

I'm 77 trillion years old.. say..

"Boyfriend, I don't know what you did to me…

(pumped in mine ears as I took one step
in front of the other down Sterling Place
morning sky decorative with stimulus clouds; paced
sunshine's yawn. It's October on a Tuesday morning in Brooklyn
this astrological prawn

meditating on trees)

but it sure feel like something good for me.

(Insinuation spins free
pass familiar faces. now pondering
possessing the key within lodged tween’
scream&Self&mean ol’ green)

stay on my mind all day and all night. I'm seriously
contemplating on making you hubby. Yo, I'm 35 boy
I need to settle down now. I don't need to be up in the
club chasing the clowns down, you don't need to be up in
the streets chasing these browns round/ let's say we catch
a matinee today. downtown.

(a slight blow of wind from the North brushes my left cheek
caressing. “Morning Nubian!” cipher rolling, no matter what,
there will be a time and ready shall this soul be, told by a friend
a serious matter of heart play dangling..)

so I can tell you about this dream I had lately
the one with the house on the hill and baby
and picket white fence and a field full of daisies
the AMG kit on the seal for Mercedes
"would it hurt you to try me, huh daddy?"
every good woman got a good man behind her
and every superhero got a good man beside her


(..periwinkle sienna puffs sit still hung
upon a glassy blue. Wonder how many folk
even looked up at the sky this morn? really in love this morn?
observing creation in creation)

"Boy stop playing, I wanna hold your hand" (the beat rides vibe thru eH 150 Sennheiser

ironic, there is noOne to my right hand; closer to traffic. it's aight thou..)

Look chocolate, lately I've been feeling awkward
finally found someone to talk with walk through the park with
I'm on some "Joan of Ark s#!t/ I need a rider with me
Sometimes I sit and wonder why you even bother with me
Look sean looked in your eyes and see dawn
through drops on the leaves in the lawn I breathe calmly
read Quran c. surah 60, love heals all past wounds you assist me
you wit me?
the butterflies came to get me. Cupid cock back the 4 pound/ squeezed one off/ the shot hit me North of the kidney, and now I'm head over...wait, here's the..

(love is for suckers like me. it is.
yet I rebel in hopes of a chase
then kiss down then tell me, I’m theOne!

Tell me. I need a rider wit' me!


1 comment:

jb said...

i got a ridah w me ;)