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My tribute to Blackalicious. He who has writen the most poignant and beautiful lyrics of all time. In the following passages, I took a lyrical structure from one of his songs and changed most of the words around. These aren't his original lyrlcs.
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Inner worthlessness
Out of time that's running
and leaving me breathless
I ask myself what I'm hoping for
I'm hoping for the same thing I wish she was hoping for
The same thing some people live their lives for
For what I think I'm running for
and some say we're all waiting for
For all I know the earth is stationary
Feelings at half mast because of
A somber compromise
On bended knee
Thoughtful trying to reach that tree
I'm going to make that forest suit me
Plastic and metal, bass and treble
Heart vs. Logic
A late night phone call
A beautiful understood silence
An inner warmth
A love encased in thought
A thought encased in itself
Sound from shaped emotions
The slipperyness of sweat released from inner passion
A man who's old and reflects
One who wants to be in fashion
A mode of love
A scribbled letter
A bottle of liquor
A plethora of beauty
A defeated man
A man who thinks he's a winner
A beaurocracy
A yoyo with a broken string
A deep mirror that reflects you
A piece of paper with some love on it
I'm surrounded
I surrender
All, All that I am I have been
All I have been has been a long time coming
I am becoming all that I am
The word that can't make it's way out
Unheard yet felt
A mental connection
A quiet contemplation
Feelings trapped in the mind
Released
Into beautiful color
Color and pattern merchants
We are something different
Wind hampering best friends
Friends of cleansing purity
Friends of an intensity
These words are not tools of communication
They are salty tears
Rolling, down pale faced cheeks
They are pleasant breezes and air pollution
Aged thoughts rolled in themselves
The tools of expression
Unwilling to be bartered with
Inaccuracies and understatements
But they are not what I feel when I am alone
Surrounded by everything and nothing
and there isn't a word or phrase to be said
A quote to be recited
A word to define my being in those moments
I am a blankness
The contained center of an O
The bursting triangle in an A
I stand in the middle of all that I have learned
All that I have memorized
All that I have known by heart
Unable to reach what I need
There is sadness
There is a certain degree of bliss
It is an unforgotten memory
It's something that will never be forgotten
Something that can be found by not looking
There, in the spine of conventiality the words are worthless
They are a mere weight pressing against my self-conciousness
But then who else can speak of self-conciousness with such confidence
Who else has failed to learn the sling these ancient ideas like nunchucks held by the chain
So as not to damage this newly oiled skin
I can think of nothing heavier than this desire
I can think of no greater conglomerate of passion and illogical thoughts
I can think of things much less likely to fly
I've never had wings more weighted
I too have felt a heaviness
The stare of her, me wondering what was going on inside her head
Yes I am passionate
A passionate man making desperate advances towards the future
Sculpting thought castles out of tears and introversion
A nation unified in something
A cloud of thought
A native pipe ceremony
All the gathered thoughts piled in heaps
Mist enshrouded fjords, ink smeared and beautiful
Offerings to what we should have
Stacks of consoles and video game cases
Broken hopes and empty eyed addicts
It's all overwhelming me
Oak and elming me
I've seen in a forest of myself
Little thoughts from tall things I must have
It matters much what this conclusion is drawn from
Give me something there that I can feel and believe, made of complex thoughts and passed frustrations
Make uses of this
Uses of us
It's all overwhelming me
Oak and elming me
I've seen in a forest of myself
Little thoughts from tall things I must have
On bended knee
Thoughtful trying to reach that tree
I'm going to make that forest suit me
Plastic and metal, bass and treble
Heart vs. Logic

Through meditation I program my heart to feel everything with passion and complete unclouded thought.