Yes...I start to think...and then I sink into the paper...like I was ink. When I write and I'm trapped in between lines...I escape...when I finish the rhyme.
-mos def-
Monday, June 16, 2008
In Case You Didn't Know
There is no charge for awesomeness or attractiveness...you can not match my bodacity!!!
Who am I?
Well they all call me Brother to the Night
And right now, I'm the blues in your left thigh
Trying to become the funk in your right
Is that alright?
-Darius Lovehall-
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