Poetry

I do not Quit it I BEGIN IT I do not know commited to Faith what i CHOSE I promise the show

FLOWING THE FLOW create the climate

If i had the assignment

hopping on hips if the hops hit the flow off to the mountains weed i will grow

all in a row lines in a circle like crop circles a cycle i'm a cyclone like my flow

higher than thousands hotter than canyons lost in the desert

you do not know blocking the sun with sunblock again

rocking the earth walk by the water dirt and sand i know

taking all 10 up shots go in off a one row

HOP HIT the HOE if YO MOM DOESN't KNOW rob stealing the flow

STRAIGHT FROM ALAMO PLANTING SEEDS ALL IN A ROW

HOPSCOTCH the game SHOTS off the top open up the SCOTCH

TAKE A DRINK AND LISTEN don't blink ONE BY ONE I DRINK UP

Dropping the hits ACIDIC my SPITS VENEMOUS repetetive full of trust

SMOKING on DOPE all the smoke makes me CHOKE you is a joke

BREAKING the WEED the DRO BREAK a flow break a leg ride on pegs

and FIRST I FLOW never regret it set up my radio and turn on the stove

I'm taking the LEAD very POWERFUL THE LEAPS i take with my feet

I'm jumping AFLOAT High you can see me up in the sky up and away

GAZING my eyes BELIEF in the eyes because we all fly

WE all blind WE do not need the STRIDES all of our lives

don't see the sides and read the lies just realize

tall up the rocks stacked up one by one and one life

BUMPING the flow ROCKY the ROAD icecream mountain on the road

SMOKING on potent WEED so green the leaves BE burning up by the emcee till it turns cold