Im gonna learn to write raps in a whisper And dream of a world with a black Bobby Fischer They say he rages against the cataclysm Hiding out my room reading Essays and Aphorisms Showcase the rhymes he wrote by the hour Folks said when he spoke you would think he was Arthur Schopenhauer Fitful rests, nothing but odd sleep Swear to gonads, Im the third member of Mobb Deep Cant hallucinate if Im a solipsist Thats the kind of philosophy he kept bottled in his chest Which keeps my skin modeled to the breast Full of false courage shouting out the motto with some zest Tell em the time I binds a little lucid Fellas over here try to chat with Zarathustra Modified my minds eye with Spinozas lens How come I can conjure all my oldest friends? Living hand to mouth, no doubt, I will damn you When I stamp through Whole Foods with Camus These fools adopt the doubt of Ada Jones Same assholes who laughed at my poems Every action is predetermined From Eugene Merman to a clumsy weed merchant Im a smart dude whos not willing to hold back You dont have to be Baron dHolbach to know that A handsome lad with a credit score thats hideous Im leading a legion of book-smart idiots More and more becomes possible Because nothing becomes actual The vanity of existence Why is space time infinite? My dreams have jaundiced A liar who is uncomfortably honest Omnia mea mecum porto This will make them hate you more so Ill keep the memories dorsal
Posted on: Tue, 19 Aug 2014 06:42:35 +0000
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