Lyrics Anonymous
Excuse me while I post some more of my favorite prose.

"I judge wisely,
as if nothin never surprise me
Loungin,
between two pillars of ivory
I'm lively,
my dome piece,
is like buildin stones in Greece
my poems are deep
from ancient thrones I speak
I'm overwhelmed,
as my mind, roams the realm
My eye's the vision, memory is the film
Others act sub-tile,
but they fragile above clouds
They act wild and couldn't budge a crowd
No matter how loud they get,
though they growl and spit
Clutch they fists,
and throw up signs like the Crips
And throw all types of fits
I leave 'em split,
like cheeks and ragged lips"----------Killah Priest