And to the next verse my mouth changes curse
Pulling on the purse putting bling on reverse
Flow on the box, throwing old hot-rocked socks
Time stole from clocks, door opened after-knocks
Keep it on the the tip caught falling from the nip
Nap it in the sack, pull it back, quick crossing
While teeth are chewin' my hands are busy flossing
Lead your mind code green to the crossing
No fussing
Leave the crowd buzzing, nuzzle the nozzle of nuff singing
Rhyme slinging fit for a freak for week fresh off the beak
Click and cast the best breath i got left
Laughed at the Po, they don't know my mind awake aglow
Igloomy friday snaps in between naps
Tetrahydrocannibonol on caps
Full to the top of words cut the crop
You flip i flop, verbs don't stop with herbs on top
Fight the slop with little bits of class
Come run the riddim' track get off your ass.
Walk take a stroll keep the heart in control
Tap and turf with your toe and see what seeds you sew
Minds we must blow
Pickin up the bass line over it we go.
Moving it shifting it lifting it grafting it crafting it
Cracking it hacking it smacking it checking it wrecking it
Waxing it taxing it flexing it vexing it sexing it
Here a little words for the bread boy crew
Raised in an oven dish next to a zoo
What you gonna’ do, you talk like the flu
Pop it in a trash bag and float it down the loo
He be getting hype with a top lip on the mic
Me holding it down with a staple and a spike
Running down the path heading to the math
Stopped at the cafe and laughed at the graff'
Methymetic took me by surprise, eyebrow rise
Fighting off flies making nests in my eyes
Now Now
Wake up with cup of crystal clear
No added sugar and nothing like beer
Wake up with a cup and drink it down quick
Wake up to the taste of a stimulating drink
Kick up the sheets and smash in the pillow
Feel the effect of the music soft and mellow
Hug the next fellow then dance to the beat
Move every bone inside from hands to your feet
Step into the mayhem walk the streets tall
Run and crawl swim and fly, beware the shopping mall
I cried walk on the sidewalk to the board-walk to talk
The incredible help from the paper and felt pen in my belt
like a misspelled crowd i screamed aloud, “allowed?”
Aloud be thy name, and thy bass beat drum
For ever and never, forever turningly yours, pot jaws.
Avoid all the laws and riffle through draws with my paws
No pause for applause the show’s top shelf because
The T to the A to the L to the E
To The O to the F to the T.H.E
To the T to the R to the I.B.E
Pick lock with epic keys key to cryptography these
Jumping like fleas in the ‘globillage’ buzzing like bees
Who can write the tale from bigending to startish
Include all history, language and shine like starfish?
How to lift such a sculpture into the light of day
Hang it all, hang it all again, hang it your way
Times cycling from Nero to Trump
The news and reality fuck off with a bump
Stumped by the weight the blazing fire and death
The Mourning of the planet, the people, the culture
Dying every day, dying to survive, stop the car, stop
I don’t drive, i walk to feel alive, count each blessing
Each day passing do you know how many would…
Confessin my blues strive for news that stays news
Truth from the hoof under guise of aloof, gone, poof, proof
All under one roof, one tale one story,
The one about revenge as Homeric tragic-comedy
Keep it short, play love and beat the sport
Sport the beat and look after dem’ feet
Treat the world to a massage and a peek behind your mirage
A rustle under your bed and sweep through your dad’s garage
If you get hip hope is nosebleed, love seed is all you need
tire not be strong like bamboo baby, like hurricane and
Tsunami, be strong and resistant be the weather and earth
Walk high in ancestors boots and watch the turf
Learn the local ways and be the midwife to the rebirth
Into cool dive swim and float up to school
Faster and faster dem flippers keep flappin’
Talk wit’ lots of syllables for fatter fly chattin’
Next up to bowl and use sonar for my battin’
Hit the ball up the wall well how about thatin’
Run to the hump and hope they miss catchin’
Grab your balls and count the bases
Keep on playing fair in all the different places
Traces of effort against the storm on faces
Cake is the place and the food can hold spaces
Baking the mind to find rhyme taking lead
Perhaps it would be better on coke or some speed
Words off the top in the improv tradition
Making things meet and greet like a tongue on a mission.
Each sentence a new chance to shed an inhibition
In the back of your minds lake i go eureaka fishin’
Splish splash in my pocket looking for a coin to the socket
Pull the lever and feed my inner beaver
Now its on like Eldridge Cleaver, you butter believer?
I chisel the page with a bless-up messing with a mic
Ride the airwaves like an eagle on a bike
Take up the story for the paint and the glory
Wake up snory, look up, it’s sporey
Let it come down and reach your inner clown
Prank on the bank and swank in front of the tank
Rise between the eyes, get up to the crown centre
Spitting each presenter straight to the implementer
To simplify i dream sky, purple cloud lions fist grasshopper
Found gods in the dropper blotter mind squeeze flutter
Bitter skate sympathy kick flipped to the gutter
Let me speak of the mutter and pray i don’t stutter
Boxing my way out of a cereal box i catch chicken pox
Coming home to roost, its the goose where’s my docs?
Flocking hell, what the coup, i think i’ll wing it with my nuggets
Abreast of the fowl act i packed snax in my sack of treats
Im waiting for you at the coffeeshop with beats
Maybe maybe baby don’t double drop, fill your seats
Come come come around
Come come come around
I pick up the saw and start cutting at tropes
Leap up to the rafters and attach a few ropes
Trip up the footnotes and trash each litter
I dream in the margins and breathe every comma
I hang off each line and add graphics to the para
The capital of each story, each word a puzzle shop
Symbols in the marketplace now put right to a stop.
--Steve Fly Agaric 23
Steve Fly 33.
