Sunday, May 20, 2012
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My level of Chill is where nothing moves and I dream, in the absence of time I rhyme. In the silence of night I live in that moment between breaths.
you check me?

When I am here.. you can't shake me…that rock spot is my zone to flow, my eyes to see- and my vision to speak- Roll with me.

When I'm here I can do anything. Nothing matters but where I am and who I am with. Catch my attention.. hold it- it might not come again. Catch my vibe…flow with it-it might not rhyme that way again.

Roll with me... this ain't a rap, story or poetry. It's a piece of my mind broken from a memory...like a dream you see, I close my eyes I hear symphonies, or video productions like you'll never believe.

Not just big screen...or the studio see. Humanitarian... and international communities. still my family-for my people see. What becomes of it- it's too big to stay a dream... catch on the double ...break walls and leave rubble... it means nothing without humble.

So when I say I'm chillin... that's what I mean.

and that’s the Check and the Pay Cheque

Tonight is that Chill- you dig?

 

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