they envy me
cause my mind is free
i flow over shit i ain't supposed to be
can't crate me in
cause i dig so deep in 'em
underground to the other side of the world
a slave to the rhythm
slinging bales of rhymes from my lips
nursing the weak from my bossum
one in the womb, two on my hips
moving at a swift clip, sinking ships, cause i go overboard
cargo holds contain the souls of the rest of the hoard
dredging down deep til i hit a surge
30,000 leagues under, tales told in a dirge
AbsoluteVenus
A.K.A.
Hale's Angel
© 2011
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