Surrealism imprisoned fucking the court system
To go from corruption and criticism to positive thinking
Tribulations and venom holding my pen up
Embellished with thermal vision relevant freedom
I bust...
This wolfs avatar cuz I'm a predator
Until I return to the dust, my bones rust
And turn to dust on this page but I'm immortalized
This is my stage...
My prescription to get away from the games
Unknown to the fame it can't be undone
Where have all the souls gone wrong?
A worse case scenario a mystic pharaoh in Babylon
Tainted with the blood of a sparrow in Avalon
Black apparel...
Follow my gallery of blasphemy in shadows
National anthems for eargasms...
It can't be undone.
Sometimes, I wish that I could...
Turn back the hands of Time, regretting lies of the past
Illuminati grasp, educated minds vast
Journey through time travels masts
The captain of this ship, surpass in all your greatest efforts
I amass...
Greater knowledge of Da Vinci code marvels
Cool like carvels you star struck pardon me God
Eclipsed through the fog, intimately involved
With hip hop's resolve, a mental orbit revolved
To dissolve hallucinations in the jungle
I'm your oasis...
As you read my script; a page turner
Public motivational speaker or journalist
Or maybe a greater contributor through Hell's furnace
Just searching for a better predicament
But they're knocking on my door; the witnesses aint getting shit!
Leave them pamphlets on the floor I wipe my ass with it
Where have all the souls gone wrong?
Blatantly shines through this poem
Soldiers fallen but the war isn't won...
There's still a battle in my head like murder, like redrum
born in the slums
It can't be undone.
Yesterday, I took a trip down to memory lane
To the block of my childhood days...
Scared to death to enter through my name
The center for all my pain but, contradictory to the source
Of my prodigal name partly insane
To walk the streets of Saint John's place
Where shots rang and your heart race
Decipher where it came from in the darkness
Corner store where I'm rocking some hot shit
While drug money whips circle the block for days
Graffiti on the church, blood stained graves
Gum merged with cement planes
Through hard times sufficed with silence
A single bullet in my revolver
I click twice...
To throw dice in the alleyways in a city where it's always night
It's just the story of my life, to say that's where I come from
The sun will always shine tomorrow
But it can't be undone.
One
Aatif Shakur
