Tony Moon - Straight Poetry lyrics

From breast fed to d**h bed I'm the best wit a message, eclectic, the wrong one to mess wit I read it in the isis papers - light the vapor Whats the price of life if life is slavework So i spark, inhale and exhale I'm wit you marcus garvey, lets ditch hell and set sail Its like i gotta get back in the booth to get back to my roots We're distracted to the fact the fascists are through So we sling rocks like sling shots And they get paid for each one of us in the bing, locked - you think not? Their hustle's bigger than you running you rings, got Retaliation's going to take more than you thing co*ked The sound lingering in my ear Is my inner demons schemin, won't they disappear? I am you, you are me I know it's deep, i'll explain it in my first LP, peace Its tony moon, don't a**ume you can compare to him I'm bubblin hot like a spoonful of h**n Rip an rapper wanna be fool playing h**ne Until my mama's room looks like a tomb in a pyramid Rap from here to cameroon and then here again The spook who sat by the door, renewed and so very sick A stranger to myself, records playing what i felt I can't blame man for soliciting satan for his help Cause i'm blazing strays with the same flames that's from his hell Same reason why my soul's going insane up in this shell I bring lyrics to life Spliffs got me hearing whispers at night Smoke hangs like strange fruit obscuring my visions of life The plain truth? no prescription's fixing my sight [i'm] walking with a citizen's (c/k)ane while citizens fight Admit it yo, this sh** isn't right You've never heard a n***a spit some sh** like this in your life I wear sungla**es inside, cause my eye's the window Plus i can't deny yo, i'm high off indo You deserve to die if you don't ride for kinfolk Despite they say the way i smoke la is sinful Yeah, i b-b-b-burn the herbage It helps me transcend like a whirling dervish Your words are worthless compared to my verses' verbiage Aspergillum to purge the earth wit So subversive Hear beats and get an urge to murk it, hotter than an urban church is With the erk & jerk (E&J), i'm swirvin Drive to the spot, then like lurch, i'm servin Hot 16s not them birds you lurk wit I'd rather have the ones in the skirts that're chirpin Jerks lying about puttin work in, its curtains I'll amber alert your children, you hear him?