Dressed up like an outlaw from bottom to topsQuestion authority, scrutinize cops drinking tea in my flipflops It’s a day job being a bobby, you supposed to stop robbery andStand up for justice, not kneel on the neck, let’s discuss this I ask all cops and bobbies to search their soul To look into their title, their … Continue reading Cops And Artists: What Do You Stand For?
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Flu Romance – Squintin Quarantino
(Shout out to Culpatino...no blame. Big up Gravitino, I feel you) My gloves are on, the detergent is drawn I’m ready for the virus from dusk till dawn Break the trance with the vibes from Brian Eno The sound flew off the tracks cuz’ I’m Squintin Quarantino I’m like Kurt Russel in Escape From New … Continue reading Flu Romance – Squintin Quarantino
Fresh Off The Dome Of Squintin Quarantino
#BattleNaps On the way to brum there’s a place called Quinton I saw it through the window and my eyes started squintin’ I jumped off the bus and was shot in the head By a fake bullet “for a scene” the chap said Step the fuck back bruv, do I know you? Naa’ just kiddin’ … Continue reading Fresh Off The Dome Of Squintin Quarantino
Corona Cypher – First Thought Best Thought
Hi, in contrast to my blog yesterday, I've let my words fly in a first-thought best-thought cypher, to imagine a vaccination potion full of verbs and motion. Soul vaccination, All across the nation people been catchin' honkypox (Honkypox) When you get the notion, Tower's got the potion - you might look in to set yourself … Continue reading Corona Cypher – First Thought Best Thought
FACT CHECK, 1-2
Introduction: I woke up this morning and rhymed my mind wheels. Enjoy, love, fly. Fact check and false check chicken neck Fat Cheque, fake chap, make chat, Ignorant ain’t cha’ I look pale but I got this tribal trail for yer’ A big whale, like a shark fish swimming tour Eternally 23, names wordsley Off … Continue reading FACT CHECK, 1-2
Late Night Freestyle
Some real fresh shit
...what does it all mean? …watch out kid, watch yer’ back, keep it on point. Wobble, but come back to your center. Make it count, everything counts. All our days are numbered, and littered with the lettered. Let us play. rewind, forward, future calling, humming your song, calling, singing, shouting you. Oi, listen, look, read, … Continue reading Some real fresh shit
