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"Blastmasters"
A Mouthmusic and Amina1389 Definity Collaboration


  Mouthmusic:

who can do this and hold true to this
in the midst- i raise my fist
not to hurt harm or destroy
as a youth-i was a good boy
grown to a man - i stand
grooved with mic in hand
speaking spewin and brewin
worth is what i am pursuing
come on in my poetic friend
let the powered flow begin

-Mouthmusic

  Amina1389 Definity:

High-powered and fluid,
cruise controlling what I'm spewin,
deisel powered lyrical engines
of poetic banter.
Subsiding and over-riding
faux prophetic slander.
I'm chokin the mic tight.
STOP!
Red light, green light...
Yellow cowards, time to yield.
Brown fists raised up to tell you how I feel:
Let's begin again, my friend
Life lessons earned thru
building blocks of repetition.
Traffic
upon traffic
upon traffic
upon traffic...
it's tragic how haters and nay sayers
try to attack this
flow.
Are we there yet?
Heavens N-O!
Common Unity starts with you and me.
There's so much farther to go.
It's time to loosen my grip,
So let your smooth brew flow...

~Amina1389 Definity~

  Mouthmusic:

ahh- i am chewin' what ya' spewin'
black coffee - brewin'
it is a sweet tasty treat
harmony within poetry
no pains from the traffic lanes
we excel to a higher plane
never saying the same thing
the choice of words superb
in verse benders they find splendor
refusing to cut corners as we come full circle
the poetry is geometry
there is truth in our mathematics
one plus one- there are two in how we do
collabs and vocabs
word after word
speaking and tweakin'
the soul's worth we be seekin'
the haters come forth
they bleed as they leave
we are the truth- with nothing up our sleeves
keep ya' shirt on- you can not handle the truth
stay dressed as i manifest
the nakedness is my purity
armored by God with spirituality
my book has no closing
open while fools be scopin'
can they handle the heat and defeat
it is a war with words; actions from my verbs....
a familiar scene......pass it to da' Queen

-Mouthmusic

  Amina1389 Definity:

King Me...
Takin a royal stance strong
no longer at an impasse
Lettin shadows caste from
the shine of the Sun
Dial... my heart
I wear it on my sleeve
Numero O-N-E
Takin poetry seriously!
Doubters lay down
this ain't no spoof.
Dynamic duo...
King & Queen rockin the cradle
schoolin' the youth.
Fingers claspin
grabbin the staff and
pointin the scepter
at fools makin spectacles
with recyclable nouns & verbs
and tired adjectives....
Toss 'em in trash-flow receptacles.
Soul vibin & scribin
came to grasp the naked truth
Bare to the bone,
these rhymes aren't minimal
We
confessions of blessings
expressed subliminally.
Ya follow me?
Let's keep it movin
and soothin
and groovin...
Beatin paths without layin blames
fannin the flames
after the math
of Organized Kaos.
It's time to Get Smart!
This collab is digital
upgraded from anal-log
speech they seek.
Tongues waggin, ears perched
Suspense...FuLL
Are you ready for the
Master Blaster jammin,
slammin...side by side
with this Prada of Prose,
Rhythmic Rose
a Poetical Mistress
...Ceremonial...
the Real Deal, speakin what I feel.
Servin food for thought
nothin phony...
So stew it, chew it,
Regurgitate... Wake Up
& Smell the Cafe' Au Lait
brewin...
Blastmasters have spoken...
See it feel it hear it touch it
Dont loose it. Ya heard?
Yeah
Ya bleeding Third Eye-Drums Prove it!

~Amina1389 Definity~

  Mouthmusic:

my prose has 1000 thousand fingers
all pointing to the truth
a clap heard worldwide
they support me as they flow with me
rhythm does make rivers
they shiver as i deliver
never cold in being bold
got this poetic thing on stronghold
can not lose my grip; it comes from my lips
a blast from the past for that ass
up a level with basement flavor
a soulful taste to savor
levels above the devil
quench my thirst by putting God first
the cream in your coffee
the ice in your tea
the flow of your waters
the pace in the race
smooth in all cases
smiles upon faces
taking an interest in the interesting
answers for questions
pieces for puzzles
completing the incompleted
adding to it as i spew it
full circle as i soothe
rhythmic as i groove
finding my way.........
staying on course
an expressionist- full force.

-Mouthmusic

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