Metaphorically Speaking…
I am the chairman of the board
Set to make you floored
On the wisdom and styles I bring
Give you knowledge the good king
Digitally present in your presence
So many gifts for you like Christmas presents
60 seconds of the jersey white boy
The Buddhist flavor brings the joy
The duality of a free styling reality
Sung not, spit yes taking more of what is less
In you a strange brew designed to stew
And create something new for you to chew on
No con just an artist that could be the realist
You ever seen legendary incarnation like Frances bean
truthful like an OD of sodium pentothol
getting something for nothing my words illuminating
Your mind like a spotlight to shine insight
Onto whats right
don't miss the subtext in the context of my text
Layered meanings like esteemed literature
Your mind will mature
Elevate and reformat like a major OS update
Running el jefe program won't see things the same again
Changing your priority list like a powerball winner
Don't be a sinner badass like Harvey Keitel
Your under my spell so don't dwell
Just let my words jell in your mind
Virtually coming at you every single t-i-m-e….
Is she the 1
A bit early to weigh in on that one
For all I know she might think me a big dumb dumb
But I gotta tell you from the clues I have been given
A beautiful puzzle unfolding that much is true
We matching up like a dna test
There is no quest-ion
She is someone that much is certain
A ten in my book
Between her book smarts and her beauty breaking hearts
She has got it going on like Cameron diaz
A star in my universe
Causing my pen to pen this verse
The spell of a beautiful girl cast on me a trance
That makes me happy like raver kids
The lids off the kettle
Boiling up the chemistry a hopeful reality
Bringing us together
Whether it be forever or one time then never again
Either way I gotta say I am happy with the way
Yesterday played out for sure
There is doubt as to where we go but yo
A girl made this guy see in the world in oh such a nice slo mo
So no mo to say at the moment the pent words have been unleashed so there is my speech…..
Buggin (2005)
Bugged out my mind won't calm down
Like a perfect storm my thoughts are adrift
I need an airlift out of this trapped place
In my head give me space
From this relationship with depression regret
And flip the switch on to illuminate how
I am ahead of the game wow
Is it possible that time is biding me
That to see in the future all is well and swell
Or is my own personal hell eternal my struggle to succeed
An effort to feed an appetite that will win every fight
What is wrong what is right?
The voice in my head makes so much noise to remind me
How much I suck how far behind I exist,
The muck and mire is my dire condition
Perpetually I wonder what is my true mission
Whenever I discover what I think I need to uncover,
What always follows is a haze of self doubt
I question my own conclusions
Like they come from a state of confusion,
So I am back to square one or is it a circle 2 going around the bend
Reality does to me I make the mistake of committing to see the world
One way then to my dismay I am somehow shown another way
That paints my picture with dark hues in a conflicted design no clean lines
What is my path ?
Musical Reincarnation (11/04)
What do I have to do to prove to you
That I got the right to write these words
And say these lines that hip hop is as much mine as it is yours,
For sure you should know that 10+ years of my life I have used the flow of smooth lyrics over smooth beats as an outlet from all the bullshit that bombarded me in my world,
A place to go to hear others say no to the issues in their lives,
It didn't matter to me that I couldn't see the same pain,
The music was still there for me to vent,
Appreciated for not being so bent out of shape I took hip hop to heart,
So now I sit here getting off my chest my problems my issues my concerns and my conceits,
And it is an amazing feat that this musical form has allowed me to reform into a better man using the pen in my hand and some rocking beats to reach someone on some other street…..
Battle Rappin myself (11/04)
What can I say, this is my opportunity to get critical, physical mental and spiritual, all angles,
Cover why when where and how I go wrong use this song
As a self critique remove the mystique
Explaining my mistakes my errors not to be confused with fakes
And phonies bring myself to my knees
And owe up to the error of my ways why give others a chance to attack me when I can do such a better
Job myself nothing unfettered
I will clean up the clutter so you can't mutter
Under your breath in death
And in life my words can serve as an antidote wrote
To clear up what you might muddle now huddle up
And let's clear up
The imperfections that create the reflection of the man
That willingly lets out the demon behind the sins
The glitches in my code no need to break
If repenting is water my words are a lake
Take a deep breath and let my confessions seep
Into your mind like reality
I have a proclivity to use hindsight ahead of time to find the words in the rhyme
That explain to my future where I went wrong in my past allowing me to outlast
The pain that makes most go insane……
