I am not the sham of slam
I am not the crap of rap
I am not art grant speakism
And I'll never be any of that
I am but a simple man
With my blood and tears and sweat
I don't compromise with seductive lies
And I'm not too impressed with threats
Give me truth and honesty
Don't run it by slick and fast
Face to face grace to grace
Show me that love that'll last
Neils
7:21 pm
10/26/2004
Let us gather our back packs and tools
Let us hone our intelligence and skills
Let us not be the useful idiot fools
That as they lay in their beds are killed
Let us rise up with the sun
Let us stalk the night with the moon
Let us our good works get done
For soon we will be singing the
Swords bloody tune
Neils
4:53 am
06/15/2011