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letra de soul's inspection - 137 (us)

never looking for a thing to give me motivation
never picking sleep over prime cogitation
or fine conversation;
if i need a boost then i look in reflection
if i grow glum then introspection
if i’m just a little off
in a little deed
it’s a little seed
so i spend some time in retrospection
overall i like soul’s inspection
’cause i believe in quelling things within incunabula
never waiting for a thing to suck me dry—dracula
if i come a baby spider then i leave tarantula
if i come a beggar then i lеave a king—fabula

daddy always said, “fear the living, not thе dead,”
mommy always said, “work less, use your head,”
and every single day
i mold a little clay
and walk a merry way
and i will some day say:
it’s my admission
i am the harvest that came to fruition
smooth despite friction
bathed in the lake of each sweet benediction
keeping conviction in spite of confliction
and even my diction’s survived liquidation
and even my flesh has survived the sensation
of arid words and castigation
of acrid thoughts and rumination;
i’ve learned to search for lumination
midst the black and degradation
and if you want and explanation
here is my delineation:
every night i close my eyes
i lock my door—
avoid surprise—
so i may wake to sun partake
and know my life shan’t me forsake
i have:
a little more to bake
a little more to break
a little more air for my lungs to in take
a little more blood for the struggle’s sake
i’ll fight in the now and forget about the wake;
i’ve sight for the stars
skin for the scars
ink for the bars
grins for the fight
smiles for the blight
vision for the night
and love for the right;
spinning tasty rhymes like a loom in a cake
ice to the cream, snow to the flake
size to leviathan, fire to a drake
runes innate like plates to a quake

- 137 us

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