Rated Ex

DISCLAIMER:this is a freestyle typewritten composition to 9th Wonders "Alright".Listen while reading For Fuller Artistic Experience, and Appreciation. P7

...tell ya what I'll say. pray. everyday. And watch how investmesments pay. Catch the opportunity to bless the day, and find the trash to throw the stress away. Cuz I'm blessed to say, that a niggas doin alright....

All night I sit up toss turn, burn the memories of her presence in my living room just weeks before. Picking at the scabs and secretes and sores, plotting in a vengence to go and meet the whore, choke her out, and deplete the whore. How could you eat before me, the King, only your love and priviledge in my presence should you bring!!

And yet the phoneix sings, draggin and lagging the rhythm of its swing across times, and mines where diamonds melt in fire. The flames following the squire's choir under the flap of his wings. Praises, and phrases come out at the will of the God, a nigga sickenin' like him jetta sticking as if he was whippin a horse, and then again if he was whippin' a porsche, either way it's all articulated so that you can get it of course!

And I'ma spit it some more, while my nigga splittin the rillo down, and I'm type-writing the lyrcs as if decoding digits off the motherboard of the hood. Bull City steps, trace my footprints down Fayettville, the stains say my name still, visual from the plane while you looking out the window thinking 'damn I'm glad I came, cuz I prolly wouldn't have seen if I'd sat in the same, seat in my apartment or up under the same rain. peace Royalty remains. King.

Peace Queen, I greet you with no apologies. Life's gone on as it should, but everywhere the lights don't shine in my mind, I can feel you on the other side saying Peace King. I'm yours, why haven't you seen it, And why haven't the rivers of my eyes, and them that flow between your thighs, seen my love mirroring their pain and beauty in the skies! Suprised, to see a niggas still loquacious? That's what happened with what you left behind, So Spacious. And yes, the way she did me was oh so tasteless, but I'm looking at the body of my burdens and it's faceless, And my desires for you can never replace this, so I'm inspired to rebel out and replace it, I won't take this. But I will take

my soul to the water, and continue loving this creature that I've embraced as our daughter, who every day grows in ways I'm only beginning to comprehend. Calls that you'll never know about go out, but now I'm on the non receiving end. 'Fates it, seems, is not without a sense of irony.' Late, the dreamer hasn't returned since spring brought its break

Love hardpressed in my stomach to the core, thinking I need the heat to protect the crib, welcoming weapons in as if I'm in a rush to Live, legally whippin now, so my current address depends, on which demon I'm outrunning, or man I'm on way to becoming, or wherever that pretty brown eyed muse of lova lives.

So to her, and the pursuit of happiness, against the snakes, and broken rakes in yards far from being cleared of those that need to leave. Don't spend a dime, I'll want a penny more atleast. Watch. Time for Change.