2/4-2/5 hiphop origins to intermission...

Hip hop, started out in the park, once was a spark but now it lights up the dark/
imprint on my heart, it's what's made me this smart, put the bite in my bark so much I'd fight for the art/
right from the start, it was crafted and  grandmastered by fatherly, scholars that solemnly saw a path out of poverty/
honestly, I feel like I was there at least I shoulda been, but since I wasn't I'll use this gift to try and make hiphop good again/
110% I put it in, no crimes and beef and murder, decision for intermission so I can dive in even further/
rhyming steve'll word a perfect sermon to ensure the, future of the artform at all costs and to secure a/
brighter future for writers used to grinding through the madness, if I disappear for a while please find hope when you look at this...   

2/3 cleptomania...

Yo I used to have this problem, thought that there was no way to solve it, risked my freedom stealing from stores when I had money in my wallet/ boosting shit i never wanted, once outside prolly discard it, brand new items in the garbage then I'm right back where I started/ an artist, I'll take anything from clothes to food to medicine, don't know why I do this but know it ain't for the adrenaline/ unsettling, meddle in everything from car stereos and speakers, jerseys and sneakers, willing to trade merchandise for reefer/ a tweaker but my fix ain't chemical it's psychologic, never thought I'd stop it till the day that I got popped kid/ a topic, like this cannot be summed up in a few bars, if explained how my life got fubar'd we'd prolly go thru more than a few jars/ fukc with me...  

2/2 the last of his kind....

Step into the ring with me,it's a guarantee I'll leave you battlescarred, it doesn't even end there, I can bend air like the the avatar/ he travels village to village helping cats,honing his skills, mastering the elements -like me zoning on pills/ serves as a middleman between the spirit world and present, learning from various teachers, from royalty to peasants/ with lessons ranging from bending and friending to banging girls, pressure from the rest thinking that he can save the world/ I can relate, yearn for normalcy but called to be great, my favorite cartoon to a movie know I'm saving the date!    

1/28 jc and the knights of the round table present: excalibur

When Jesus sat down with his disciples did he know they were some psychos? Sword weilding madmen moonlighting in lunar cycles?/  
a verse from the book of Michael says christ'll reclaim the throne, pull the sword from out the stone, praise the lord welcome home/
my zone? so excalibur grinding between the calipers, tryna space shuttle Challenger to increase my calculus and algebra/
outstyle a mathematician, brick of hash turned ash in minutes, the first one to lash out is usually the last to listen/
i'm crass, laugh, just spittin blunt splittin my mission worldly, meet my respective collective  at an undisclosed location somewhere in jersey...
(to be continued)  

1/27 M is for mallet, matador, maze, myringa (eardrum), mambo, muse, malpractice, megatron

Alarm sounds, trim my M head to work hope I make it, at a red light with my muse bumpin Maze in a Matrix/ made a makeshift microphone to make the masses up and dance, while she spit marengue in my myringa till i felt movement in my pants/ i mean a mallet  that would impress the most maniacal metallurgist, I'm like macguyver with these words bitch, bullshit matador I'll merk kids/ mister perfect someone tell megatron his motherfukcin leg is gone, we'll sue his doctor for malpractice my man let's get it on rhyme marathon/ all's said and done, make millions murdering mc's with my bomb flow, make a meal of mammaries I'll take mine sauced with mambo!

1/26 a thousand words...

Remember that time yoda dressed as Gary Cole and beat his chick? It's like that time I went in a Capella screaming "this beat is sick!"/
believe this shit? Arnold Drummond abusin and battering women, am I the only one that saw this coming from the beginning?/
I mean, look at his life and the way it all transpired, former child star - must be the way the man's wired/
imagine a white father, slutty sister, coked bother, now imagine this Naploean NOT chokin his baby's mother/
not to excuse the behavior but if I looked like a second grader I'd prolly have some anger and pray for a fatal favor/
to put me out of my misery beggin my man like "shza please!", cut my wrists with scissors please or noose me from that little tree!/
ninja please! I saw that pic and knew I gotta rhyme, they say a picture's worth a thousand words I hope you got the time... 

1/22 blueprint of life, mlk

Life is like a race sometimes you jog and sometimes you sprint, feeling lost there ain't no map but relax, cuz there's a blueprint/ a nuisance, at times cuz my rhymes cross the fader, borrowed time and verses from speech to seventh graders/ eff minors, we're majors, kings like Martin luther, spit game that y'all ain't used to with more styles than Kama sutra/ leave you stitched stapled and sutred on my path to independence, know me as a menace put tools in your mouth like dentists/ stay ahead like lettuce got a fetish for spittin good man, so long as when it's said and done I know I've got a good plan..