Elohim (1972)
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In 1972 my mother was rushed from a James
Brown concert in order to give birth to me
My style is black hole, most niggas simply sound like Earth to me
If hip hop were the moon I'd be the first to bleed
Cyclical sacraments of self for all my peers to read
I recite the hues of life, despise the life for you to read by
Have you floating on cloud nine without realizing it's my mind's sky
And the ground on which you walk is the tongue with which I talk
I speak the seeds that root the trees of suburbia New York
City streets can never claim me that's why I never sound like you
All ya'll niggas claim the streets as
If paths through the woods ain't true
You better walk your path, you better do your math
Cause your screw-face will only make the Buddha laugh
Even if you know your lessons you don't know the half
But don't take it from me, son, take a bath
I can recite the grass on the hill and memorize the moon
I know the cloud forms of love by heart
And have brought tears to the eye of a storm
My memory bank walks a boredom forest and Amazon river banks
And I've screamed them into sunsets that echoed in earthquakes
Shadows have been my spotlight as I monologue the night
And dialogue with days
Soliloquies of wind and breeze applauded by sun-rays
We put language in zoos to observe caged thought
And tossed peanuts and p-funk at intellect
And motherfuckers think these are metaphors, I speak what I see
All words and worlds are metaphors of me
My life is authored by the moon, footprints written in soil
The fountain pen of Martian men noveling human toil
And yes the soil speaks highly of me
When Earth seeds root me, poet tree
And we forest forever through recitation
Now, maybe I'm too serious, too little here to matter
Though, I'm riddled with the reason of the Sun
A stand-up comet with the audience of lungs
This body of laughter, is it with me or at me?
Humor or less, human, though gender's mute
And the punchline has it's lifeline at its root
I'm a star, this life's a suburb, I commute
Make daily runs between the sun and earthly loot
And raise my children to the height of light and truth