Friday, April 20, 2012

#NaPoWriMo Entry #12 "Allow Me"

Allow me to reintroduce myself my name is Lance...
Now some glance at the stance
some dazed and confused
others amazed and amused
because the name may be plain
but its flyer than ur tennis shoes.

How much did u spend to look rich today?
I like to look wealthy with in my mood.
If my demeanor exudes confidence then I'm a Sultan of attitude.
A sheik of resolute. Don't peek at present boo,
cause your name might be on another package
and this wrapping is not for you.

Freaking Black and mild style, my tapping is not for two.
This tabacky kinda looks blue but I'm happy to sing for you.
Anytime you need a pick up.
Don't stick up like fingers do.
Instead lift up the tree
like when a lumberjack is threw.

At least it died for a reason I change the season with number two pencils,
and I never need instrumentals to act as my stencil
when I'm painting poetry portraits.

 Or building a word fortress.
El Boomin been a monster, y'all just ain't never lit ya touches.
Been riding in the derby city. Y'all never got on your horses,
instead you went a little more west for country grammar and air forces.

And of course I'm pissed at not getting the recognition.
Cause if the beat not dope, how can I expect the feens to listen.
Scratching for crack records.
Itching for that introspective written wisdom.

better to be a turkey than a chicken
cause one gets devoured daily
and to the other thanks is giving....

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