For this month's installment of the Soul
Report,Ii thought I'd do something
a lil' bit different. Instead of
my usual esoteric musings that you
all have become so fond of (wink,
wink), I figured I'd just sitdown
and write whatever came to mind...stream
of conscienceness stylee. So, I hope
you enjoy it and feel free to respond
with you comments. An' thass a rap.
Start here…Stop. Start here again…Stop.
One more time from the top: Start…Stop.
Begin again. Repeat. Delicate hand- wash.
Shake vigorously so as to remove all
of the excess bullshit accumulated over
the course of a lifetime. Hang dry for
twenty- four hours and wear proudly.
Proper mental hygene can help prevent
truth decay. If you are a hardcore ill
MC from a rough neighborhood, have you
had your shots lately? Don’t say
goodbye to me, say “Hi” to
me. Smile at me don’t be shy to
me. Represent and don’t lie to
me. If you think I’m wrong, then
challenge me, don’t fall for my
rhetorical fallicy. If I stand and say “Present”,
acknowledge me. My sign is a Taurus,
the fifth in astrology. Take your own
path, don’t follow me. I’ve
said jokes before tha weren’t funny,
yet I had many friends die that weren’t
twenty. Yet and still I proceed with
my life for the simple fact that I need
my life. I got too much to gain and too
little to loose. I mean, too much to
gain and too much to choose…from.
Some didn’t catch my meaning, I
know it, but the reason they didn’t
catch it was because I didn’t throw