Vocabulary Atraphy.

wondering
about things that are unseen
the strange scenes
of picturesque dancing
a perfect choreograph
that speaks all about geography
telling me things you don't see
words have three meanings
words have three beings
words are three entities
we've got twenty one sevens
and seven one elevens
where's the money at?
where's the Z's at?
where's the Yo's at?
it that what you're about?
pop hits by hypocrites
encouraging babies to be illigeit
the radio doesn't know
but it tells you so
listen to things you can't see
even with naked eye balls, sex does sell
what do the words tell
about riches, and quick fling misses
sitting on cracks, breaking mamma's back
was mama breaking her back
when she gave birth to something so whack?
the mother of hip hop, pop top, a black art
a white world, and blue oceans
read blood, sensual motions
inebriated by the potions
love sickness is my every excuse
I've got eyes shaking from the abuse
missing love while making love mistakes
nine months down tracks that hold fetus
a brave new world, a brave new score
players holding on by ropes
ropes that hang and choke
ropes that prod and poke
ropes that are intertwined
new material had new zeal
television was an unacceptable sin
bunny ears cutting off reception years
little kids growing up in the pain
the suffering, the upliftment of humanity
it escaped the hip hop generating
this feeling of acceptance by smoking
by tokin', by jokin', and jockin'
we've been mackin' the wrong woman
now lost in this lust for trust
no trust, taught not, by the hip to the HOP
give me a potato sack, i need to attack the whack
go ahead and strike back, nothing that you can pack
will polish this chrome, and kill this Cadillac
confessing to crimes involving a little green sack
where was the dignity, where was the misery?
when did hip hop become a commercial scheme?
was it back when Run DMC made things so Easy E?
was it when we reped our city, like that E-40?
or was it splitting dollars in two with Fifty?
they know what it is to get the money
but along with it comes the jewelery
jewels bring thieves that stalk the ritzy
we've got a funny thing inside our hearts that loves misery
so sit back and let hip hop go back
to what it started out to be
the upliftment of humanity
an escape from reality
not the bragging on T.V.
about dirty women, and dirty money

~Digress is Disgusted

Love,
Digress.