BLOODY BLOOD OF A JOURNALIST
UNBROKEN QUILLS WILLS THE WIND BENEATH MY
WINGS
TO REUP, REBUILD, REDEEM REDUX PLUS WITHOUT
THE RING
SPRING FORTH RIGHTEOUS IN STEP, BALANCE
KEPT, ONCE WEPT
YEP, SLEPT DREAMT AND HAD A DREAM BUT
WITHOUT GOING INTO DEPTH
NOW WITH ONE MIGHTY BREATH FROM MY NOSTRILS
LEFT,
EN FLUX AT THE CRUX OBSTACLES MAY OBSTRUCT
AND CONTRACEPT
GATHER MY THOUGHTS, RAPID RESPONSE REPONDS
INEPT, DISPOSITIONED UNSURE
SITUATION NUMBER NINE TOO INTENSE, DEFENSE
CONDITION FOUR
INTUITION AT WAR, AS INSTICTS BLINK ASSESS
DAMAGES
THIRD DEGREE BURN VICTIM UNLEARNS QUICK
FROM FRESH BANDAGES
LESS ADVANTAGES, CHECKS AND BALANCES,
LIFE’S TESTS AND CHALLENGES
ABREAST OF THE REST OF THE STRESS THAT
COMPOUNDS SO SCANDALOUS
STILL CLUELESS, ACHILLIES UNHEALED FOOLISH
INTEGRITY
WILL BE MY TRIPFALL TO FALTER, CHIPPED FLAW
IN ARMOUR BRINGING BREVITY
UNLEVELING THE PLAYING FIELD, SACRIFICE
LONGEVITY
IN EXCHANGE FOR SHORT TERM GOALS, THINK
LONG RANGE AND AIM STEADILY
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IT’S A CRIME, IT’S A CRIME, PEOPLE
DIED SO I COULD RHYME
WON’T WASTE MY NATIONS TIME, SUBMIT YOUR
BLOODLINE
WITH MENDED WINGS, AVENGED ESTEEM KINDLY
KILL ‘EM WITH COUTEOUSNESS
THE UNADULTERATED, UNTAINTED BLOODY BLOOD
OF A JOURNALIST
Verse 2
RESUME, UNDER A SHRINKS SPELL, DOCUMENTED
WITH PLUMES
DIPPED IN INK WELLS, INDIRECT RIPPLE EFFECT
AFFECTED OPEN WOUNDS
UNFAMILIAR TONE OF VOICE, BLOSSOM AND
BLOOMS ON DIFFERENT TUNES
GROOM IMPRESSIONABLE MINDS, SESSION 9 IS A
LESSON BEFORE DYING
PLEASE BLESS ME LORD I’M TRYING HARDER BUT
WHAT HARBORS
HARM TO TROUBLE STILL WATERS RESTED IN
MOTION FOR WHICH IT FOSTERS
DEVOTION, SELF-DISCIPLINE, DUE DILLIGENCE,
EQUATE THE QUOTIENT
FACTOR GROSS NEGLEGENCE, PLUS THE POTENT
PASSION POTION
CHEERS, IN ALL MY YEARS JEERS MORE OFTEN
THAN NOT REARS
ITS UGLY HEAD FACING FEARS CONFRONTED,
STEER EYES PEELED TO PEER
IN CLEAR VIEW OF NEXT TIER GRAB HELD,
OVERWHELMED
REALMS OF RESPONSIBILITY SWELLS TO DELVE,
NUMBER ONE YOU HAVE THE HELM
ASSUME THE POSITION AND MAKE IT SO IN TRUE
TRADITION, A NEW EDITION
FOR NOSTALGA’S SAKE, FROM THE BOWELS OF
WHERE MY LOUD HUNGER ACHES
ERUPT ABRUPTLY, THRUSTIN’ ROUGHLY WITHOUT
RESTRAINT
FOOT CANVASING, PAY FOR PETTY CURES, FREE
AND PURE TO PAINT
A PRETTIER PICTURE, ALREADY BEEN THROUGH
THAT FRAME, RETROFIXTURE COMMISIONER OF A FORCE TO BE RECKONED WITH, NEXT
DESCIPTURE
Chorus x2
IT’S A CRIME, IT’S A CRIME, PEOPLE
DIED SO I COULD RHYME
WON’T WASTE MY NATIONS TIME, SUBMIT YOUR
BLOODLINE
WITH MENDED WINGS, AVENGED ESTEEM KINDLY
KILL ‘EM WITH COUTEOUSNESS
THE UNADULTERATED, UNTAINTED BLOODY BLOOD
OF A JOURNALIST
Verse 3
IT’S A CRIME, IT’S A CRIME,
EVERYTHING TAKES ITS TIME
PATIENTLY AWAIT PLANETS TO ALIGN, THEN
REFINE THE GAME OF RHYME
IT’S A CRIME, IT’S A CRIME, IT TOOK
THE SUN THIS LONG TO SHINE
NOW AT MY PRIME MERRIDIAN, THROUGH THE GRIT
AND THE GRIME
IT’S A CRIME, IT’S A CRIME, MY
TWISTED SPINE HOLDS MORE WEIGHT DESIGNED
TO LEAD THE PEOPLE THROUGH A NEW ERA AS THE
HERO AND THE TERROR