raro caro

needle got fuzz like the radio got static late night fm tuner insomniac turns to wireless internet to peep pictures from his long distance cardiac even in her absence still a chronic headphone wearer and when he come out the basement with the glare in his eye to catch the bus when he's halfway there passed on a sack and still in yesterday's socks trying to push back on the flashbacks at home he's a beatbox to the world he's a flapjack

You know when I met you, I was impressed. Yeah, you talked about la raza and education and the revolution, but you know what man? You really don't care, do you? You're nothing but a fuckin dope dealer

I forgot who or what the last part was about.

can't reform 'em

remember ThIeF? that shit not only has a name but many faces obnoxious fake professional cadences they off to the races at suckers camp doing the mashed up potato dance dying to make romance i'm wondering how they learned to make it look legitimate same as that dance every white girl will get down with at the least one time in her life, regardless of the wack music in the background. it don't matter cause it in the background. and regardless i'll still look around if she round in the back. ground it. it might come at different phases with different phrases but without it breathing down your neck you'll only get what you can expect so much to drive them out ask to help you out on the way down, don't let the door hit your ass! glass will shatter frames will kick back best blaze we'll torch test the cess believe that yes from the 909 to the 910 and we gettin the rest the rest is empty with no brain but the clever nerd the best mc with no chain you ever heard take it from the tech 9 holder recalled yourself going to dunkin donuts or so you told her. then where were you at the time you shot the deadfendant? don't know? guess it. i reckon is the right thing to dead at the time. if you bless it don't contest it. play it all innocent but if you aint do it who else shot the plaintiff?