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YOU
CAN
DO
IT!
(yes you can)

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This message is for people who are perched upon the precipice
All this time stressing life only leads to less to live
There’s definitely death in it, but that goes without saying
Especially if passage is silent, laid in the ground, latent
An amalgamation of every piece where each breath is weighed
I’d rather be woven in memories than on a resume
Reduced in rhymes to eulogizing a rude and brutish tyrant
And if reincarnation exists, i’ll see a new assignment
But this speck of star dust weaves words into new realms to wander
My imagination is the escape pod, compelled with honor
Honoring a code I invented for the sake of having fun
So when life slows down, I take that time to dabble some
Sacrificing half a lung to perform live with a warm mic
Going all in like Henry Rollins hollering in war times
And the more I’m involved in it, the mellower I become
But still find myself transfixed with the mighty drum

Hook:
Hey Tom ready for the flight?
-check
Mic?
-yep
Got the parachutes?
-For the cats who want to high step?
Absolutely, stow the luggage in the overhead
-compartment
It’s starting
-the margin
Save the Bailey and Barnum
Hey Stephen, ready for the flight?
-check
Mic?
-yep
Got the parachutes?
-For the cats who want to high step?

JON?DOE:
This that LAX takeoff type of jawn, and the flight’s at dawn
Out over the ocean then we turn around and light the morn
Blinded by a destination sharper than a tiger’s yawn
Shish kebab these citronella sipping cypher pawns
Dice the prawns and scuttlefish- bottom feeders bite ya tongues
We rain disaster on the flat and bring delight to some
Damn right we might incite the scrum
Guess we’re the (W)right brothers taking flight over mics and drums

Sankofa:
What might be spun from a random thought on a nightly run
Provides the moment of magic, and that becomes my tidy sum
No Texas Instruments, my method’s sets of images
So get out your phasers, with flavor levels set to infinite
I rep at minimum friendships, adventures, good intentions and mentions
Of Fort Wayne, that’s my essential list
That’s not to say that venomous thoughts leave me unscathed
But JON?DOE, Agent Orange, and myself are on the runway

JON?DOE:
Strange to think I might be on my way back down the hill
But I guess that means that I can coast from here
Imagine that I’m not another rat that’s drowned in swill
Struggling to stay afloat, I stoke the fear
Guardian angels got me thinking that the coast is clear
But once I turn my back again them ghosts appear
So just toast a beer for them hearts that departed us
And evoke some tears for the part that’s this arduous
Harbingers of art for art’s sake- they ask is it alive?
The fire pulses hard enough to make the hearth quake
Never question my intensity and passion
Just understand I lead a double life who’s density’s imagined
My propensity to procrastinate has left me in a damaged state
The complexity of dampened hate that fences me with rations
Till eventually it happens- loosen the release valve
And watch me take flight, escape in music made with these pals

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from The Beat Shall Inherit the Verse, released August 25, 2022

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