I Was Told To Pump My Brakes ( Part Ten)

 As this Full Moon in Pisces  / Lunar Eclipse approaches the enemy encroaches,   Brotha O was told to pump brakes!

A chain of fools starting a crisis? Aretha Franklin mentioned them said she had to dump those fakes!

Changing the rules like the  Trump administration? it's all game rebuked by an O-Dog Day Partyer/ nightshift wordsmith just trying to reach beyond day and night.

Nite and Day per Al B Sure or Day n Nite per Kid Cudi so what's up with me? that broken moon that some said would be full Sunday leading to my mossy mindset?

Did I need to pump brakes? I felt the pressure it had me in motion towards tension so now what's up?

Check us out, the funk we didn't fake; Brotha O? I hit the green reset button to clean things up.

I also had to clear the cache now we're ready to roll we're on our way, ignoring the thought and fashion police that said we had to pump brakes!

Check out the music that we play might even put on De La Soul talking about high stakes...

...aka Stakes Is High; especially as Seasons  / Reasons change; it's here fall is falling into my open palms.

Visions? even though due to the smoke and mirrors we're bearing witness to treasons they're peeling away from beaches and palms..

..aka trees shoals of the sea scenery; soon? more short days and neon shadows.

Soon we kept it moving even though we had to sacrifice we're not pumping brakes even though in a nocturnal labyrinth? we're all lost.

Next Level Business Is Conducted (Part Six)

They asked me whats up? I told them  next level business is conducted,  I wasn't down with those corrupted; if I was?  we wouldn't be having these conversations.

I wouldn't be here /  shouldn't be here!! it would be over by now!! I'd have my money and be gone!! that's whats up with it!!  so where do we go from here? your dude is doing the math, checking the permutations..

So whats the deal? supreme courage and maximum strength is needed, no self persecution the secret garden is seeded!  I wasn't waiting in the dark!

So what's the deal? while cruising down I-20 in Atlanta  listening to Quincy Jones and Secret Garden Throwback Thursday thoughts arise; back in the day? me and the homies chipped in to buy some cold beer on a hot day; little homie was making the run, but what's really going on?  we were  still waiting in Shawnee Park!!

...up in Louisville; so whats real? everybody was giving each other the stink eye / sideways glances.

What's the deal? an hour went by!!  aw man!! I guess little homie was out here taking chances.

Throwback Thursday thoughts arise as the  years go by, so what's it do? so what's the deal? I'm down here in Atlanta, found out little homie dipped to Lexington!

Got the word from one of his family member; dude made a move!!  lying like Boris Johnson did to the Queen of England?  we laughed about it!!  I'm not mad at him!

On those drugs like Justify in the Kentucky Derby? that stuff had him, he was out of order, heard he crossed borders, soon  he was up in Maryland, but they ran him back to Kentucky!

Life is a trip, you heard me!! so ruff so tuff like Roger and Zapp!!  are you like that?  you better be!

What's the deal? courage and heart behind the scars!! now next level business is conducted...we keep it moving..as we proceed and continue!

Haters try to discourage; sounding like the son of the 9 /11 victim going at Rep. Omar and the Squad but did he know the real story about 9 /11? we aren't on sync with them, they're corrupted!! so what's up with it? dropping this good word and brand new funk is on the menu!