What It Is? What It Isn't PT.2

What it is? what it isn't...what's the state of the union? how are we trying to call it?

Misery loves company! some are even looking for somebody to fall with.

Others look for somebody to ball with; wannabe macks and divas swerving through the streets of Atlanta!!

Brothas like me know what it is or isn't; but they told me "we don't understand ya"

Others told me we can't stand ya!! they said I was acting either random, extra or even nonchalant like I didn't care.

Random Thoughts are expressed..Sonic Assaults unleashed..told them I knew what it is and isn't; in love or war? nothing was fair.

....Especially with the frontline spiritual warfare business that's going down.

Me and O-Dog lay low in the bunker; Transmitting Live! throwing down.

Processes were slowing down; Toyotas recalled...what it is?...now Ford is trying to play games...who has their hand on the dial, switch, or button?

Processes are contaminated; some get foul; they hated; some snitch; another was a punishment glutton.

Some were late with it! then fools rushed in! but it was poison like Bell Biv and Devoe.

Poisons introduced by a slick Russian from the FSB; even poison holy water drunk in Siberia..so whatcha know?

Whatcha trying to grow in secret gardens they asked this bro?

Said I was acting like a secret squirrel; because I went for what I know.

Already knew what it is and what it isn't; recognized the pattern.

These days I keep moving; Intergalactic out beyond Mars and Saturn.

Expressions....

............random thoughts are expressed..............


It's not all good... my folk were taken for granted...even disrespected.

Called them up.. heard the dial tone.... numbers had been disconnected.

We even dipped for a minute.... now we're back.. noticed not a damn thing has changed.

O-Dog didn't blend it? Please ....check the tracks..the beats banged.

Back in town.... the streets were rearranged....but I found my way around.

Didn't back down when things heat up....due to global warming....O-Dog will play the sound.

O-Zone.... I didn't play around with them and those life is too short.

In a zone....up in the hooptie..... back in the day.... listening to Too Short.

Knowing how to play the sport... I'm a veteran in the game.... now coaching.

Ear shattering gunshots exploded.... please... the situation is critical.... the enemy is encroaching.

Final hour approaching ...check the clock ...found out that opportunities weren't golden.

They were gold plated.. but to success? we're related.. diplomatic immunity were holding.

Whats up? once holding back.... thought it was me ...like Bell Biv and Devoe.... but was left disappointed.

Now breakbeat science is dropped... a New Edition... to this position I was appointed.