Loose Lyrics #6 | Original poetry by Dookiebrownflow

Wave Runner

They tell me I'm lyrically bananas
Flow is synonymous with spiritual advancement
The point of the pen has penetrated canvases
fire spitting mantis
can't control only hopes of containment
Switching coasts now all the motion is aiming
at send waves at your at your brain
Somehow the king are identifying with laymans
caught in a stream where the Main thing is
To attain riches buying bottles bang bitches
Lane switching training my crane kick
is Aimed the main mission is One
Shine the light of the sun
So before we depart this physical realm
We give em something to tell
for generations to come
Irony how the Womb
has been the duo you bump
when life is pushed to the front
Death is all in the air feeling it in my bones
I sence it all on the screen
its creeping up on my home
The street ain't givinga fuck
if they taking one of ya own
Gun and badge in exchange for his soul
He Bleed red but sworn that blue was the code
this campaign for ya black lives
Never mattered to a soul snatching
black eyed bastard
Reptilian are really an affiliate
killings by the millions
Naturally our militant nature is rising
sick of playing the side lines
watching our people dying
prying open souls intentions of leaving hope
Yo where do we go