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A Lost Anthem

Let the man without sin.. cast the first stone
craddles a du-rag, halo’s hover my dome produce stats
like mathematics subtracting the haters like magic
main attractions clashing
voice a little raspy like a rapshody – a masterpiece
mental capacity of the streets
lined up along the hood of my fleece
restored….
the root of all evils the sign of the beast
the lost…
force fed fighting this war pledge
to the lost heads of dead soldiers corpses
chain linked, nailed to crosses
gotta take precautions or end up in coffins
assassination attempts, just running for office
When fact is stranger than fiction…
scientology seems plausible I stay loose
Light up my cortex
with censory fables of gangtas who made it
sucessful unlimitted paper but still slaves though
Just in a position the system would pay dough
a spitting image, yeah we in it like mc guiness book of records
four hundred years tied up in a sentence
retribution, senses pendulums swinging inches from my necklace
My pens motions are swift
carressing the thoughts that I spit
The tek that I kick
engage in war manifests battle tactics of slave masters
political status declined…
Find us going backwards from Ali to Cassius
the parish of passion
straight down the evolutionary ladder we past em
gallows surviving the devils syringe in hand cuffs
only to greater and stregthen the ransom
this is just another Lost anthem….

Aatif Shakur

She’s Like…

She’s like…
the apple of my eye
“I” to my Pod
hooks to my bars
Super to my star
alligned with the moon glowing hard…
She’s like…
the candy to my bar
the fuel for my car
or more like the…
Almond to my Joy
the right of my wrongs
She’s like…
my favorite toy
I just wanna play all night long
She’s like…
My favorite song
the ping and the pong
we take turns to the tune of love baby lets sing along
She’s more complete like the…
Yin and the Yang
she looks fly when she rocks a ponytail with a bang
or cornrolls with the shades
She’s like…
a picture perfect shape like an M.J. play
way back in the day
She’s like…
that dime piece accompliss…
She’s the Bonnie
I’m the Clyde
Lets make the world jealous
Would she be the peanut butter to my toast and jelly?
ot my favorite ring-tone on a two way celli?
She’s like…
that down shorty that I wanna roll together
forever…
She’s like…
the sunshine to my bad weather
my go getta
or like the illest chain linked with rose petals
She shines like the chrome 22’s on a fly whip
She’s like…
the chocolate to my chip
I love the rock of her hips
She IS the antidote to my pain
If I was Spiderman…
She would be my Mary Jane
She’s that message on a blimp
I read it as high as the clouds, tell me “I Love You”
again…

I love you

Aatif Shakur