thee master mason [strayed from the third degree]
...black, I'm a' show you that I can do it, and you coulda' done it
the infrastructure, construction, and collegial thumbprint
I'm a leave on 'em, my nation birthed, u.s. has nothing left
this a black enterprise I function as, so who wanna' last
I'm the first, is you on the path that my verse rerouted your spout to
I'll count you, a bloodthirst will count you out pronto
how? when I am not tonto, long range I can out-throw
them spirals whistle while you work out on your route, so
what you vowing to outgrow, from your soil you enriched
with the blood and the sweat, who out to uproot you out though
what is a science to the knowledge, black, your process
of thought is about the dollars, 'cause symbology got you
who you give your trust to to take shit for face-value
I can't even trust the mirror with my face, need to stay out it
alas, a female counterpart's my motive to impress
and I'm not adept to y'all games adapted for your jest
you won, you got the bitch, and I wished for you the best
and carried on until the test was put to my neck
it was ninety-four when I became a mason brick
I stopped paying my dues, not long afterwards I schizzed
latrines and outhouses paying the price now
if I ever give a shit a day in my life 'bout it
shiii, they owe me the debt that they tallied up on me
the master mason, mm is the word, how do they know me
lucifer was like "what is the twist?" now you know, bee
double m means more than a few things, miles to go, gee
night fevers, day dreamers, eternal sleep, deep freezers
eyes weeping, scraped knees up, for-dear-life pleaders
and I ain't wanna' learn from my lodge what I'm prone to spit
and they was talking cutting tongues out and slitting necks
I was in the badlands knocking on the door, let me in
indiana ave. number one body count for each year
I'll take the helm of this ship, making sure it won't sink
just back me up if I'm the shit, and make sure I don't stink
I strayed from the third degree, that's what the police gave me
in a.c., forty-five minutes asking the same thing
"you know you did it, right?" and "c'mon, just tell the truth"
I just want to lift 'em up for about a sec' or two
minority report shit, I'm guilty before I do it
mind distorted to fuck-shit, won't kill me before I do them
badges scared for they life, bet, I'm rulerfoot, not a shoe-in
I'm the true and living proof, not a ringer, but I'm a sure win
on our soils what they reap, I am sure grim, I assure them
tresspassers, for what happens to them won't appall me
I'm just cleaning the set up, 'cause it was a set up on me...the end...
enter the 36 trolley to work
...for O.D.B to O.D. 13 years ago, you think you'd know
where this been going and where it went to, but here we go
dodging and ducking me, like you ain't had enough of me
repeating myself abundantly, leaving the trail of crumbs for me
I'm a' show you what time it is, gods shoulda' known not to dis-
respect me or mines on any level, shit, the confidence
between vs is about knowing this shit you never lived
identified as philly, but it's deeper than you fisch can swim
and I did take the thirty-six trolley to work today
and any debt put on me will be removed most certainly....
...r.i.p.o.d.b. to be cont'd...
[posted 11.13x18, 11:11pm]