Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Why Am I Driving To Orlando On A Tuesday? (May 17)

Feeling like the MVProdigal Sun, I'm Steve Nash in this. So now they see he's shooting my shot, and he's accurate. My crossover has been said to resemble Steve Francis'. Once upon a time I made some prayers, and he's answered them. Great CROSSover, now I'm living through Christ. Things were going wrong cause I wasn't living too right. But now that I walk with him I see no limits in sight. 6'5 yes I'm really that height. The flow is mean, yes I'm really that nice. He once felt left out but now he really can write. I once got left because I didn't hit right. But now my shorty's in love with the rhythm I strike, the pen. Personification, yes I'm giving it life again. The flow sick like it don't take its vitamins. Not on tour in France but on the track I am cycling. Less than 15 minutes away from seeing my girl. 15 minutes of fame from seeing the world. S/O the growth, it's looking like an angel peed in my curls. Driving through a pool so I'm deep in a whirl. Whoa I'm a genius, see? My girl's about to get some bread and she knead the D o-u-g-h... Oh, u-g-h... Oh-you-see-h? That -u-r-t. I'm posting classics, got like 2 RT's. Dog on the beat, I'm the new Bark Lee. Cause I been chucking for a minute and I ain't got rings. It's ruling everything around me but I ain't got cream. I've got classics in my head, they've just not been seen. I swear the tape is a movie, I just gave y'all screens. But the series is going backwards, I'm at war to be star. Jalen wrote 40 days, we got closer to the ark. I couldn't pull up from 3 but I got closer to my shot. Climbing with the trees got me closer to my thoughts. Climbing with the trees got me closer to my God. I'm thinking clearer cause he showed me what I thought. And I see what's in store cause he showed me what I bought. He put an angel in my life and then he showed me what he brought. Cause I had one last lesson, and he showed me that she taught. I had one last lesson, and the course was on my heart. School can't grade that, "Shaun don't say that" but my mic spins wheels, I think I'm Pat Sajack. Can't stress about those bad grades that I can't take back. I owe my parents so much money, I'm gon pay that. Double it and triple it, show out like a nipple slip. I paint a picture, point to 5 and I could let a nickel flip, cause now I'm taking chances regardless of who's missing it. Committing lyrical murder regardless of who's witnessing, speaking about my heart regardless of who's listening. Let my thoughts cruise regardless of who's shipping it. Lord protect my barber regardless of who's clipping it. I see the window open, I'm praying I do slip in it. Before he even knew it, Jalen producing this clip. Just a part of the movie. Now I spread love, cause my heart is improving. Far from a God but I'm a prodigal human, and if they keep up with the product they view it. If you keep up with the blog, you're a viewer. I love you, just want to Thank you, so much for watching this movie, I'm giving it to you for free cause I don't know how to repay you. Painting pictures of me and then hoping that I displayed you. God saved me, and then used me to help him save you. Life's a test and the answer is love, and to remain true.  Nothing makes you appreciate clear skies like the rain do. And nothing makes you appreciate joy, like the pain do. I told you that the beat was a joint, and then I showed you that the beat would anoint. Trying to ball with the pen so I showed you he had a point. First and third person, showing you that he had to point, to the mirror like that twitter meme, like boy you gon make history. I guess I'm writing a social studies book. Only classes I liked in college were those social studies took, what I needed from those classes never studied books. Still got A's in those classes, cause it was about the mind. Studied Socrates, wrote scriptures about that find, but I wasn't painting pictures at that time. Studied Socrates, wrote scriptures about that find. Watched The Secret and said it's about that time. Studied Socrates, wrote scriptures about that find, but now I'm painting pictures through these rhymes. With pen I am telepathy, cause I can paint a picture with my mind. No tricks on that pink penny board but I'm gifted with my grind. Now I'm becoming used to the things I once didn't think I'd find, and yo I swear that I could do this forever. Cause this here, it can only get better. Behind bars with the pen, wrote spectacular letters. Became pals with the pen, wrote spectacular letters. My girl a grown woman, don't ask if I let her. The answer is twitter, don't ask how I met her. Ain't much not to like, you just have to respect her. Don't ever forget it, you have to remember. S/O to the game I mastered with Ender, I'm the future so I'm past the pretenders. And if you know the story that's a classic entendre. Bars colder than Alaska in winter. My grandmother so sweet, gotta pass her the Splenda. I want to get my aunt a crib like at least move back here for Winters. And I don't call enough but hope she knows that I miss her. And my mom's trying so hard to learn to let go, but I hope she knows I'm still holding on. Please understand that even though I'm never home you're still close to Shaun. Right here on my heart, right here on my mind, Write here in these rhymes. Right here all the time. This was the best response I could come up with to your text this morning. I'm writing this and I already wrote my next recording, it's going backwards so the day before is next in order. So now I'm showing you my dreams in an inception order. But the series is going backwards, I'm at war to be a star. Started this song yesterday while I was in the car cause God set it up for me to come to Orlando. Originally ignored it until 5 pm I got up at random. I was getting outta pocket, I scrambled. Flow wavy I'm getting lost in this channel. If they don't see the flame spitting light, here, toss em this mantle. I break it down, yes I often dismantle. Addicted to music like I'm sniffing keys off the piano. The beat is cheese that's hitting Keys with no piano, it's got holes in it. Because I take aim, in an effort to break pain. You see, I spoke my heart every time those breaks came. Everything happens for a reason, there are no mistakes made. 2 years from now I wonder what they'll say this tape made. But I can already say that this is such a success, to help even one person overcoming the stress. To help even one person understand that they're blessed. To show em my happiness and let em know that they're next. If You're Reading this, just know that you are the best, at being you. Nobody compares to you. I cried on your shoulder but I shed those tears for you. Funny how I grew mine out and now I'm here for you. And Pac's gone now, so if no one cares, I do. swaggyspeaks loud for you if nobody else did. Cause Swaggy T's proud of you if nobody else is. You really followed my story, you really followed my heart. You watched as I paint these pictures you really followed my art. This letter's so long, did you really follow this far? I kept on raising em, did you really follow those bars? I kept on praising him, to let you know I followed my God. And the way I learned to do it was to follow my heart. Love is the answer, love is the woman who taught me to take my chances. Love is the grandmother that beat that cancer. Love ain't a question, it's The Answer. Crossed over, that's an Iverson flow. Flow sicker, still ain't worried bout its vitamins though. The pad's my vest, I saved my life with the flow. You see I bled onto it so I could give em life with the flow. I think the beat is gone, are you following still? Now I'm getting off pace word to Solomon Hill. I wrote a bunch of movies while I was plotting for mills. Can't move to Cali yet cause I'm tryna live on top of the hills. These are Hollywood dreams off some mighty good schemes. I found my Coretta Scott so I write like a King. Call me the sports journalist, with or without a beat I write for my team. 4th quarter of this track, I'm getting hype for my team. Fruits of my labor getting ripe for my team, flow Ultra like the light of that beam. Married the pen, and now you watching us dance, this is the proper romance. I know I gotta thank God for the Chance. She played blessings this morning as she got ready for work. It hit me like a sermon, like he read it in church. He doesn't even know me yet he said what I'm worth. It's been a while since I was stressed so no my head doesn't hurt. Had to say goodbye to some friends and it hurt, but now I'm writing the story and I'm trying to make the ends I prefer. It already happened but you'll see it next up, read about graduation week, read about love. Read all my thoughts flowing and see when I lost Chloe and the flow so cold, you'll see that it starts snowing. And I really bleed for em, they see that my heart's flowing. Cause I finally introduced them to me, they did not know him. That's first and third person, I love the way Shaun's growing. They see that I'm on a mission, I think I can go the distance. This gift (w)rapped is my medicine, Jesus wrote the prescription. Trying to spit the type of rhymes to make Jesus a better Christian, impossible. Doing what they told us not to do, see my goals when I once just saw obstacles. Trying to turn impossible to I'm possible by simply just kicking a rhyme or 2. Didn't believe that I was a genius but really I just had to find the proof. Now that is something these rhymes can prove. I love you if you're still reading this far, cause you're thinking yo somebody sign this dude. Shooting my shot, trying to be at the finals instead of stressing when my finals due. Tweeting way less and it's kinda cool. Cause I'm behind bars so I write to you. In my notepad I get deep into my mind, but I wrote the next 3 posts on your timeline. They were coming off the top, they were just freestyles. I was holding onto Graduation Week meanwhile. Started writing in my head and wondered why I couldn't write it down. Didn't stress, I knew that I would write it, just not (w(r)ight(ite) now. A couple gems from yesterday's storm, I did not write down. I'll scroll to the top and hope they come right back now. I post these, but turn around. I don't quite back down. I fell asleep for about an hour and lost the pen. But now I've picked it back up, I'm on again. You're talking to Shaun again. Tryna eat but I don't have a key so I ordered in. Treat that double bacon pizza like the beat, slaughter it. That line was hard to me from the moment I thought of it. This is way more than a 16, word to Stojakovic. Found a game changer and we on the same Peja. Got it right this time I was foolish to claim ________, she shall remain nameless. Screw it her name's Deja. Now I'm out the game like I'm standing with Craig Sager. Now I know my whole heart, no more fragment pieces. Now they see I spoke art, they see my master pieces. But I didn't get my bachelors and I am not a bachelor. No need to associate with any woman after her. Can not see her as my ex, I'm done taking algebra. I've been studying the way of the world since I went to Africa. Let em talk but never let them say what you're worth. Anything is possible, that's the key to the earth. How many years? Almost 3 that she curved. I hate school but I woke up and saw my favorite teacher to work. Chance was spitting Blessings, she was getting dressed then, couldn't decide on a top and asked for my suggestion. Looked at em both and said I think I like the red one. The girl I spent years looking for I'm standing right here next to. And I'm standing still in awe at the pants she just stepped into. Walked her to the door thinking wow she's just so special. Then she grabbed me for balance to fix her sandals. Mom you asked what she looked like, I couldn't describe her to you. Like everything else, I'd rather just write it to you. As for everyone else, am I more than a writer to you? I'm playing with words, am I more than a rhymer to you? Spitting flame, am I more than a lighter to you? I hope through these words some day I inspire you to, chase the things that you aspire to do. To get to drive from neutral. Follow your heart, and know your mind is crucial. It's never Too Late, If You're Reading This i salute you. I had to find producers, I am the rhyming hooper. Flow sick these rhymes I threw up. Thankful that I had grew up. My homies stay down so all of us boutta move up. I know we'll get it one day, catch me at SpeakEZSoFlo on Sunday. The perfect model and the prototype, I am on the runway. Take Off sounds like I wrote it last Monday. Two fools almost flew to Cali on a one way. That would've been doomsday. Hopped in the Benz to Orlando on a Tuesday. Said to the lady at the rest stop, you probably see some interesting things around here. Her response scared me like I could be dead and found here. She had the type of voice that said "None of your kind allowed here." Came back to my car afraid cause that state trooper's no longer out here. Then my mind crept into my wild fears. Like what if he got on his radio and said "Men, keep your eyes peeled for a black male in a red Benz." The story I told next time, that's blackmail in a red Benz. Double entendre, hope you get the message. So now I'm driving to Orlando and I'm almost stressing. Because for some reason they treat us like we've all got weapons. "And since I'm black at night, I keep my head on a swivel for them flashing lights. I'm off the hash, but I ain't tryna get tagged tonight."  Driving in the rain had to pause to keep the pen safe, I really used the rain to make a beat on Wednesday. I give em love cause we need in the worst way. Understand I'm living everything this verse say. I must admit, I've become superb with this wordplay. Epiphany at Fran's graduation on a Thursday. I woke up to shoot my shot, I used to wake up to watch First Take. The next day I had to work, had to get back on the highway. My girl graduated from the same school on a Friday. And that night became Chloe's goodbye day. Bittersweet, that goodbye taste. Cause she ain't acting but I bet she gon be lit up on Broadway. Ain't cut for class but I ain't chilling in hallways. I cardiac arrest these rhymes, yeah I kill em in broad day. And I'm investing time, so I'm spending it all ways. They couldn't grade my heart, I'm giving it all A's. This verse so long you'd think it was written for 4 days. But it's been like 4 hours. These flows will record louder. I had to focus my drive, check out my horsepower. Guess that means I'm on a ride. Yes them demons fought and tried, yes them demons fought my mind, yes them demons clawed my eyes. But they've been defeated and swept outta the closet, these bars go over sight so I guess you can call them eyelids. Focused on my drive and less worried about the mileage. Focused on my rhymes and ain't worried enough to hide it. I wrote a letter to myself so real I had to write back. Wrote one of my best verses in the NikeTalk chat. Wrote freestyles on twitter that spanned 10 hours. The world is my Office, call me Tim Halpert. A couple of days ago I told you it was a new day, then killed Brendon in 2k. While thinking I'll probably tell em about tomorrow in 2 days. Putting on a show this is a movie, but on Blu-Ray. They gotta see I'm painting pictures now, I gave em new frames. I just paint these pictures to show the things that the pen say. For the first time I woke up with my Woman Crush on a Wednesday. The same one that helped me to heal, she help me medicate. Because I know that she holds me down, she's helped me levitate. So wavy I set sail, I'm Captain Sparrow to it. If you forgot the picture I painted I'll point an arrow to it. ------> How many years? Almost 3 that she curved. I hate school but I woke up and saw my favorite teacher to work. Chance was spitting Blessings, she was getting dressed then, couldn't decide on a top and asked for my suggestion. Looked at em both and said I think I like the red one. The girl I spent years looking for I'm standing right here next to. And I'm standing still in awe at the pants she just stepped into. Walked her to the door thinking wow she's just so special. Then she grabbed me for balance to fix her sandals. I must admit I haven't always been this romantic, but I'm painting pictures the flow is candid.

                                              -Swaggy T


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