I have a firm belief that the sharpest tool
In your arsenal
Should be your tongue.
But every pocket’s pallet holds
Brainless lexis and stainless steal
Bovine individuals with maladroit vocabulary
And slick fists
I’m embarrassed by this laziness
And being big in demeanour but small
Being interesting but interested in
Nothing being interesting then suddenly
Nothing being interested in you
Because exciting gets boring
And engines run out of power
But as you bubble and hiss with a full tank
You could never imagine this high has a downer
Girls are machine guns and boys are flowers…
Both can be dangerous.
Forget this brainless wish of painless expansion
Putting in the effort of slum and expecting mansion
I get it, simple is handsome
But why not diversify your vocabulary,
With meaningfull intelligence
Not just random bursts of language
Find passion in expression, don’t ration
Or sanction your tangents
Of throat and mind dancing to word’s anthem
Carefree and reckless ain’t synonyms,
You’re drawn to men and women in
Laying in your filthy linen and spinning in it
Of vapid vernacular,
Finding a brain cell with the bed bugs
And killing it.
Pilling your mind not filling it
Drilling your kindness not kissing it
Grilling your lioness not feeding it
The knowledge that she thursts for
Don’t know how to express what you’re hurt for
Complaining about the work that you’ve learnt for
Not appreciating the nurtured ground floor of teaching
Preaching that what’s taught only gets caught on life’s corners
Educating yourself is no tall order, I promise and
Don’t get it twisted, I see beauty outside of academia
Graffiti is art, street wear is regalia
Rap is poetry and fighting can be tactful
Drugs are mind opening (sometimes mind closing)
They can be progressive and harmful
Formalities can be ugly and
Slang is fucking beautiful
A sentence don’t mean your sentenced to that life forever
Repentance is a hardest endeavour
But rewarding and never without sacrifice
And sometimes letting go of the past
Is the greatest gift in life.
You say fuck the police but let drugs take charge of ya.
You say nothing of substance and I just can’t pardon ya.
A shit time in education, stopped learning, it hardened ya.
Skinny in your cognition, come on, let’s larden ya.
Because you’ve got potential and I’ve seen it
So stop getting off your head and get in it.
By Lyric Deep.