I was walking by the field of knowledge and saw Shyeboogie grazing, but I was thirsty so I continued on to the Fountain of Truth
I dranked until my mind and soul were quenched. I was feeling quite content because I was blessed with the vision to see that I had been carrying in my left hand a pen that would never run out of ink and in my right hand a pad that would always have a next page…………..so I write
The following is S-L-A-P approved. Sponsored and produced by K.A.S. aka The Lyrical Gangster...She one of a kind she like
Sum-Thyng Like a Poet She ……
like water to the world
like lyrics to spoken word
like metaphors in motion
like similes in action
She like a powerful poet performing
It was her that invited me to my first open mic
She like listening to other poets recite
It was her that inspired me to write
She like Biggie to rap
She like hypnotizing poetry
She like Jay-Z architect of the Blueprint
She like redesigning spoken word with her DNA in it
She like oxygen to fire she keep spoken word burning
She like the words she spit she make it hot
She Sum-THYNG LIKE the best, MJ and Lebron the King b-balling
She like above the rim, no limit to her hang time of poetic flow
you knock her down eight, she get up nine and ready…..
a poet killing’em softly but doing it slow
She like cold as ice no matter how them haters blaze
She like…. flow hot like lava
She Sum-THYNG LIKE a pimp with a pen
Smacking paper with laser like lyrics so tight
Making the paper get up and walk……
AFTER THE S-L-A-P