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it’s funny, lotta things i read give me the blues
lately i’ve been crushing sydney leroux
“gimmie the loot”‘s in the impala
my daughter’s asking for jordan’s
i spent years sorting emotions i thought were dormant
i’m in that weird place where god ain’t really answering prayers
cuz he wanna see if i’ll wait on him or do it myself
my next album’s a mix of malcolm x & malachi
hop on a mountain top & prophesy
with a lotta pride
…oh lordy, so haughty
thinking of the years that i’ve wasted, i’m disappointed
mulling over the ‘yes’
running from acceptance
but time we define as death he finds precious
…that’s impressive
redemptive of my ignorance
turn misery into limitless
a distant figment of imagination to imminent
such brilliance i sit in it
how the lord redeems belligerence to innocence
….i’m molded by the same light you blinded by
…it’s like we speak a different language word to kaientai
indeed, the mystique
of this thing
the next time you misspeak your lips bleed
..swim against the stream til the tidal hits
ohhh…how leviathan our pride can get
…what they define as defiant, ha!…doubtful
i’m a lion with a line up, a tyrant seated in triumph
i admire my history…
but not defined by it
…stand it on a chair. kick it. tie a knot around it
they say run from negative energy don’t crowd around it
but all things work together, why be bothered by it?
if god turns sadness to joy
i appreciate the mourning, cuz it becomes the morning
that’s history

- armond wakeup

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