GTF OFF OF MY BACK, #APS PREY
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------------------- #TakeMeBackNow ------------------
I’m a very fair cat, literally a cat that measures due process and justice to be bones
Whatever the case may be, in defense of the Will to Power, ready for the tweetings
This is the Truth, the living on this planet right here and now, are not Earthlings
Pillaging the tents and hovels of the gangs so they ain’t runnin’ down the Stones.
Whether you like it or not, you’re the prey that used to be the predator, God bless
You’ve done a swell job for the past few thousand years but now I’ll really confess
There is no sin in becoming a zygote or becoming a woman or a man, it’s Today
Now in my cave, all ready to move out for the hunt, sniffin’ prey, ten miles away.
Amazed just because it appears that I and everyone else on Earth are fortunate chit
Or daughters of the sons who I’m referring to, the anarchy sons who fell to six guns
Linguistic certainty aside, there’s a way to get jiggy and there’s a way to #AllFallDown
In a ring around the #Rosey with a pocket full of posies, souls fall down, I’m all of it.
Pertaining to the dream within the dream, the one you can’t see because you can’t see
Never able to push your grandmother off of the cliff until you found out she hated you
Immediately, the Void roars silence and implosion of quarks, dimensionless & free
Not like the humanity, all too human and not so evolved peasants blacker than blue.
State of your mind and your exact occupation of the space where you move to play B or F-ball
Ego of the dust which coalesced into the bits of honey you chew until your golden fillings fall
Simple minds of absent men & our mothers taught, gangster to be back seat of daddy’s car
On the block, on the farm, in the ice, in the desert, gangs succumb to the lost in a holy War.
Stomach is growling now so I’ve got to hit the path to stalk my favorite snacks, antelope
It’s better than rappin’ for the crack or little queenies racks, clues broke down like dope
Fish in the sea get caught, cleaned and filleted for the BBQ, hunger all gone, be a styth
Now get those #aps off of my back son, dead scat goin’ down to toe, bums drunketh!
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r j j stephan, i
c. Tuesday, June 16th, 2020 A.D. @ 1222 hours PDT
{ Drafted to the #GrandmasHand #Ends & #Today by Everlast & SHEET, on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/4f-PVsqtzVU }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?
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