If Lyrics be Blunts We can roll all day Snoop; yeah I'm just realizing the double meaning of the post. I just think we should Smoke a Bob Marley
Until Motown is crying Tears of a clown just Cruzin like Marvin's Lady Jil Scott Duetin with DeAngelo rest in peace like Erykah Badu"s Bag lady's bag
Let the ladies line up to roll the blunts
While we laist lines that read like
Babylon has fallen stunts
Im just getting up
On my life
I ain't smoked one blunt
But I wake to bake melting pots
Like Shawn Wayans Brothers
Rest in Peace Pops
Met pops in the Sea Port
And Shawn in the Air port that
Sea Tac
You see tact
Ima technician with the lyrics
I call my Rhyme Book Prison
Cause it's so full of Bars
Alcatraz Sing Sing
Song Syllables slave Spirituals
It's time for the hood to be free
I have to copyright my thoughts
#Tillasonrise I gotta hash tag me
Been born flying in the Ether
Jet lag Me
Enter the Dragon Jet then Bruce Lee
Im not looking to sign deals
Genesis 1 through 3
God produced me
Didnt mean to high jack your post man
I thought you were looking for some Jazz Hear some mail man deliver
I've been walking Miles like Davis
Grandfather 20's
Father 40s
Tilla Sonrise 70s kid
How could I not dig kalesby
Pen Great like Gasby
Rhyme imposing on your page
I know you didn't ask me
But if you ever in the Sea Port
Stop by and Smoke wit me
Be easy Tilla Sonrise peace
Sorry ladies I misunderstood the post
Shot out to ya Snoop didn't mean no disrespect
Since I'm here through
Let the beat go
Let's ride
West coast
I can feel in my veins
Lyrics gone be insane
Like a hip hop 90s
Membrane
They think I'm insane in the brain
But wouldn't I be crazy
If I was outside of sane
My bad homey
Excuse me Maine
Hard to maintain this land
Im used to riding dirty south
See I been living in a dungeon Maine
I write Like this cause I'm 52 and I've feeling pain
Catcher in the Rye
Holden lanes
Made of brains
How deep are these thoughts
How well were they taught
God is my Teacher
Tom ain't never been my uncle never met Harriet Beecher
Less she was at the Sto
Looking Tilla Sonrise lines
Tryna plagiarize
Look me in my eyes
Only fools can't see wise
Good Fella Guy
Im a Made Man
Light be mark
Til a sonrise
That lights the park
Red Robin Lark
I come in peace
Don't need no narcs
Just spitting words that's changing hearts
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
SPIT
FIYAHHHHH
Been taking bars
By breaking bars
I spit like I'm escaping prison
Prophet preaching poetry
Like it was religion
Spit that miss that make you make adult decisions
Ill never make it working for the man
So I'm out here dropping these bars of bombs
Like I was going to war
Over religion
Oh they recognize me like a cemetery
Not the crazy at the tomb
They knew me the crazy that made him crazy
Don't you eat that swine
Nor drank that wine
The heathen blood is tainted
Can you see the pictures painted West Side let's Ride
Tilla Sonrise peace
TillaSonrise
