martes, 10 de julio de 2012

Mos Def on writing

“Speech is my hammer, bang the world into shape/ Now let it fall/ My restlessness is my nemesis/ It’s hard to really chill and sit still/ Committed to page, I write a rhyme/ Sometimes won’t finish for days/ Scrutinize my literature, from the large to the miniature/ I mathematically administer/ Subtract the wack/ Selector, wheel it back, I’m feeling that/ From the core to the perimeter black/ You know the motto/ Stay fluid even in staccato.”

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