Breathing Exercises
• Written by Aristhoughtle
Aristhoughtle's Notes
"Naz" is pronounced like the "a" in "apple" NOT like the artists' name Naz, I am referring to Christ himself in that last line (Nazareth)
One's for the Lonely Nights the other for when the Homies Fights,
We'll celebrate in darkness since we Slowly Die,
Die alone for that matter, trying to get a new silver platter Rolling Dice,
A game of risk is all I Know and Exploring Life,
I can't get a grip since I'm always Throwing Mics,
Like grenades so much you wish Bruno was Invoked to Strike,
Criticism meant to trash i Explode at Sight,
Fire at will that I bend with a Flow that's Like,
A Desire that Kills whilst I Hold the 9,
I can't sit Still, This Soul That Flies,
Grow in Time to Expose my Only Light,
And so I wield it as a weapon in this Holy Plight,
Unloading Lines like speakers demanding Voting Rights,
Got in trouble at school Fo Cussing Like,
I was the only one not Focusing Right?
Back in the class and the bus I Chose This Type,
Of being that was Closed from the Warden's Eyes,
What I Wrote in Rhymes and Raps were my Life's Bones in White
And Black, Uphold the virtues like the Corpse of Christ in That,
Era when the Jews Mourned the Life of Naz,
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Aristhoughtle
Member since December 25 2014