[Decora]
Something
Yeah I got a passion for this penmanship
I write rhymes like an Inuit
Titanic flow glacier water
Really getting into it
Surface like an iceberg though not just a little bit
I write rhymes about what I see
Like the igloo stick
Literal antithesis
Over-exaggerated personified hyperbole
Arch-nemesis
I stumble on the humble so the audience can get intimate
I want people to catch this like a cold on a business trip
Don’t mind me if I’m warming up
It’s a tricky finger and I’m running up a mug shoot
Of elodic metaphors that matters couldn’t duck
Speech impediment eh yeah I’m running up the clutz like
Bring it back my DJ is a quater-back
With different states of mind
On his mind like a quarter’s back
And I’m the receiver on the other side of the speaker
Tricking with you tweetin’ with you
Heard me speaking freedom
Yeah yeah see see
I refuse to make ends meet when I can make pens speak
From universities all the way to penitentiaries
Interpret how you want to interpret
I know what it meant to me
I wrote it how I wrote it
Out of the way
It was meant to be
I love rhyming
Like Neil’s wife loves diamonds
Like Art and Simon
They love the sound of silence
I get perturbed when words turn into violence
So my nads are really nuds when my verbs hear the sirens
I said I read the books then I write them the mic
Then invite them through the speakers
In which the crowd then recites it
Brings it back into the hood in which they ignite
The spark that was started way back in the day
Keep the fire going burning down the system of plauge
Same system got our kids going to war at their age
Now age with their wisdom while they’re fighting anyway
But just to get up out the hood they will fight in any way
So I’m putting down my chips like Fritos Lays
Dip into my rhyme book find them answers this way
Swear the answers for the people like I’m MLK
On a beat with a swing that has no chain
Just a four four knocking at your door more
Leaving you to more or acts for
All from New Bern to Baltimore
New Bern to Bridgeport
I’m digging deep in these rhymes
Sure I wrote this with a pitchfork
Something was written by Decora.
Something was produced by Angelo Quaglia & Decora.