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"I am the ultimate phraser. The only way you can be phaser is if you were Kelsey Grammer."- ItsReaLight
NOBODY KNOWS
Nobody knows the pain
Nobody
holds tomorrow
Nobody knows
Nobody knows that sorrow rides me
Rides my back like the
chariot riders of Ben-Hur
Nobody knows
But everybody knows me
Isolated
I cry puddles in my pillow
Drowning
myself in visions of suicide
Living through this suicidal attempt
Is the only fear that keeps me alive
Blessed with
these gifts
I have saved lives
But who will save mine
Nobody knows the pain I feel
Nobody
feels my sorrow
Front and center
I let thousands sit in
On my psychological session
with Dr. God
Can I get an Amen?
No one man knows my trials and tribulations
It's lonely on this stage
Disguising
my cry for help in high notes
Muffling them in the low
There's a thin line between a wince and a smile
Open the doors
to my soul
See my pain in piles
Powdered white
Lining of the pathways
Showing me the ways I should go
To escape
this reality
Nobody knows how painful its been
Nobody sees tomorrow
Your smiles are vacant
Your applause shallow
I got the gift that keeps on giving
I get nothing in return
I
bleed on the microphone
Refill my veins through a needle
LSD sings to me in high notes
I ride the vibe of high hopes
My
artist is DOPE
This phenomina is not to be stopped
My habit is there when my fans are not
Nobody knows
Nobody
understands
I put my life in your hands
You put my life in your Newsstands
Nobody knows
Nobody knows why
I
chose the vile as ammunition
To target my trials and tribulations
My legacy is forever
But no one cares about me
Unless
there's a scratch on their CD
No-no-no-nobody knows
ItsReaLight, Copyright 2004
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REAP THE SOW
Lock me in your paths of dreaded pasts
Imprison me in your curtain of pride
Move me in the sway of your
rebellion
Show no fear
Look persecution in the eye and wink
Walk in philosophies of Kings
Sing
In soul stirring
elixirs
Roots and culture searching
Dance in redefinition
Remain spirit ignition
Take the ends of your beginnings
And
trace my mountainous curves
Kiss the trenches of my deep valley
Suckle the honey dew drop
Let your coils engulf me
Drown
me in what is to be
Paralyze me
Victim to tangled shock waves
Knock me sub-conscious
Let pores sweat free
Scale
oshun floors
Get lost in my crevasses
Absorb my wrinkles in time
Seek wisdom in my visual pools
Dig, plant, grow
Dig
thick rich soil
Plant seeds of relief
Grow outsides inside
Dig me
Plant you
Grow we, grow we
Nations of
physical oppression
Let mental wings soar
Speak until we Horace
Love like first born
Security like last
See
me Isis
Breathe Osiris
Bleed hieroglyphs from palms
Pyramid my stars
Ancient remedys
For my millennium ailments
Nothing new under Jah
Lock me in your paths of dreaded
pasts
ItsReaLight, 2002
CHOIR
Disease settle in
Get under skin like kin
Kente' cloth fallacies
Freeze begins
Set flare to Afro's
Like
nostrils breathing gin
Oxy-gin
Drunken milk Crate ornaments
Preaching hormones
Into breast filled 7 year olds
I
fear none, but all
Those who oppose me
Is who I'm for
4 Scores
Praise Gettysburg
Churches burn
Lost 4 girls
The
stage is all the world
Act up
Flip scripts to remix great white hype
Without Sprite
Disobey thirst
Conquer
hunger
Thought they could stop us
On one accord like monotonous
ItsReaLight Copyright 2003
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EYE
I am the all seeing eye
Burning holes in
the sides of heads
Seeing the presents of your past future
Hind sight
I am the someone
Always watching
You
never know
When you least expect it
Watching back tracks
Cartwheel through kaliedascopes
View finding
Can you
read line 5 please
Add visine
Seeing clearly now
1st or 3rd eye on you
Nanoseconds of Light's speed
Birds'
eye view
Perched on branch of Poet's Tree
Oh! I see
ItsReaLight
Copyright 2003
Touch me, again
Your words touch me like
Death touched Malcolm X in transformation as El Hajj Malik El Shabazz
Touch me
again
Your words touch me like
Mr. Tubman touched Harriet as she walked out the door to her next commute
Touch
me, again
Your words touched my heart without penetrating chest plates
You words caged my soul into imitating the
caged bird, singing in this protected freedom
My heart and soul you have freed them
Your words are my new respitory
system
As you inhale to absorb this ink and exhale spirit in concentrate
I breathe
Your words are life support
Your
words hug hips
As I lean forward to capture your tears
Freezing them into crystal rememberance
Your words are
struggle, triumph, reality, and victory
Your words are history
Your words touch me like...
Touch down in Kemet
Open
heart surgery
Pyramids
The backward upward flow on the Nile
Smiles
Survival
Progress
Touch me, again
ItsReaLight Copyright 2003
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