Sunday, March 22, 2009

Wonder-fool's World

Statistically...my status now?
Stretch higher than stratus clouds,
My cyphers get you higher than cyphers.....puffing and passing out,
like SEGA...I was done with the Dream, over Cast,
like the days when I made it rain, sleet, snow with cash,
no cell....like I broke out of jail. Phony "stache",
disguised behind my head phones, owned by sony's hand,
I had to walkman, and not look back at it like Trina's CD,
I stayed true...non-commercial, I'm still "as seen on T.V."
the flashing lights can change you, that's why I wear sunshades,
I know i'm on the right roadm cause it's a one-way,
or better yet a runway, I'm flying out one day,
the only thing i'm leaving behind, is my evening disguise,
hop in this booth and and superman couldn't even defy,
i transform, past norm, and like a thief in the night,
I slip into your peripherals, and sneak up beside,
the weakest alive, these song-makers want a piece of this pie,
well these dances....won't cut it, like a geek in the line,
it's lunchtime......or better yet crunchtime, billy blanks,
i'm sicker than a ___ with ___.....fill-in blanks,
but I'll never forget where I came from, like my I.D.
even If I gotta leave bread crumbs, to remind me.


[Sharp]

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