r.a.p. ferreira - listening lyrics
sippin’ beaujo [?] laughin’
as the bougie try to scribe a riddle
feelin’ tickle of mutiny
rappin’ like it’s new to me
held my own in cyphers where you wouldn’t step foot
beats is knockin’ but i wouldn’t step foot
hirsute, the most trivial pursuit
giggling in spurts and fits
playing trumpet ’til it hurt the lips
trying to make grandiose announcements
from peaks of mountains
you must level up, you must level up
you must level up, you must level up
you must level up
level up, up, up, up
leveling up, buh ba dup
up, up, ,up
level up, level up, level up
level up, level up, level up
this first poem is like to read, is a poem–always take the glasses off for the photographers so i won’t look like the rest of ’em. thos first poem i’d like to read, is a poem dedicated to all the poets, all over the world
we came running, innocent
laughing blobs of blood and [?]
to this mother father world, where laughter seems out of place
we learned to cry, please, they pr+nounce you human being
the secret jazz blue aside, i grew a third eye
and a fourth and fifth, never knowing the price of pork or cigs
some familiar sound shouts wait
some are evil, some will hate
we got busy, stayed hidden, eloped
life in the warzone, super atomic color cinemascope
charitable wallet, screams are stereophonic
marcellus wallace, with them pipe hittin’ n+ggas gettin’ ready to
go medieval, hopscotching grassy k+nolls, like knievel
[?] at the easel, my specialty is retrievals
from the back of the mind, believing in the swinging
the sound of my skull unhinging
they were too busy dying on living ground to hear a simple sound
too busy earning medals for k!lling children
in super atomic color cinemascope
listening to jazz through all the important things going on
my soul demanding a cave of its own
my soul demanding a cave of its own
someone who i am is no one
something i have done is nothing
someplace i have been is nowhere
i am not me
what are the answers i must find answers for?
all these strange cities i must find streets
thank god for the ruby yacht poet gang
thank god for the ruby yacht poet gang
thank god for the ruby yacht poet gang
i know, i know
if you see a man walking down the street, talking aloud to himself, don’t run in the opposite direction, but run towards him, for he is a poet. you have nothing to fear from the poet
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