Wake Up Ready

Shh... Don't Correct Me, Just Let Me Vent

Dollars made of cents, when you need em they can smell your scent
But when you late tryna pay the rent, they holdin out their mitts
Ain't no type of hints, they want to feel every penny, makes no sense
Nobody care what you gotta do, what you goin through, Just get it
Hurry back with it, bring extras to, We want somebody gifting
Not too many try to acknowledge that they were gifted
If talents harnessed and worked on they could be up lifted
Then that struggle part of the grind could meet remission
To keep it off tap into your crafted Discipline
Then the minutes seem to turn into a Million
But then a Million minutes turn to a zone that you shifted in
None stop grinding and hardwork piling
But you keep on pushing til it feel like you flying
Going through all that plus more yet smiling
Because you made your own lane, floating on a clouds silver lining
I just need that one behind Me, This something to put belief in
Possibilities become limitless, Rapid succession of achievements
Looking back laughing at those days of striving and beating
The odds now it appears that all obstacles have been weakened
Paint a Masterpiece and for the faith you had in Me you get More than Half the Piece

Welcome Back

These are the updates

It's been a while, where do I start?

Mike Tyson Interview:

*applause*

Ferguson:

That gas can pic if hyper epic. I extracted some information that may shed some light on, why all of these shootings end in death. Apparently, police have been trained that if they have to pull their service weapon, they should not fire unless they intend to eliminate their targets. Reason being, the penalties are harsher for wounding an individual, than they are for killing them. In "Mike Brown" case, they were blatantly racist, and used this incident to express the new equipment that would be used as an attempt to deter a revolution.

Young Thug:

WTF is wrong with you people for letting them push anything on you and then call it hip hop. Fail, these type of people are agents promoting the Feminization of black males. All of these are part of a program to re-enslave black people. But it's in a blatant yet subliminal advertising. Get your shit together. Ain't shit gangsta about wearing skirts & nail polish, I don't care how many times you been to jail.

Al Sharpton:

Never trusted him. He another agent in keeping black people down. So is the word Black, I'm going by Melanated from now, or Cosmic Toned.

Blood Moon:

Shit has been rough ever since but I'm maintaining and working in multiple realms to realign the proper energy.

Music:

Shout out to Ice Cube, Mr. Silky Slim, Michel'le (bought her first CD a few weeks ago), haven't really heard anything new...oh yea Baltimore Rapper Lor Scoota "Still n the Trenches Vol.2" Bird Flu...shit is dope bruh. (Is that the proper hip hop context?)

Amazon.com & FlipKart:

eCommerce looking real lovely right now, I just need a product to sell, like My enchanted botanics.

Kim Kardashian:

The only thing relevant about her is that Smart Phone app game.

Suggestions:

Read, study something you never knew other people studied. Discover alchemy/ el qimi/ Alkhemi. Chess but not Chess to win, Chess Mastery, that Files & Ranks, algebraic equation type of Chess. Exercise until you get sick of everything else but healthy, living and exercise.

DC METRO:

WTF is wrong with you people, if you want to board the train...DO NOT walk along the WALL!! Fuck is the deal with that? (excuse My vulgarity)

Love:

Frustrating but necessary, confusing but rewarding, hurtful at times but healthy for all times. What more can I say?

Sex:

Take all your frustration, anger, anxiety, stress, and everything you mad at or that's bothering you...and turn it into a how many orgasms can I give My partner until they pass out, frenzy. you'll feel better about yourself for making someone else appreciate life.

Magicke:

Yea, I'm Still Down... Word to King Solomon, shoutout to High John the Conqueror and 1 time for Hermes. Burn Dragon's Blood every Wednesday for "The Greater Good"

More to show, but this will due

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+Confidence is the Key+

Think you slick

I could find out where you live.... House on the corner, tree in the yard, deck in the back 2 cars in the driveway, haven't seen inside the garage.

I could find out where you work... Some kind of teacher or security...perhaps.

I could track your LAN line... 27, 35, 10
One of those is the last 2 digits, right?

I could find where you ride, that burgundy or cranberry color is kind of distinct.

I could discover your favorite vehicle manufacturer...let Me guess, Chevy, bet you got some kind of SUV.

See all this information about Me is no secret, because I don't need to hide My actions, whereabouts, none of that.

I could find out what school you went to and just show up at the reunion.

I've seen you, you didn't even know it was Me. I was at an event you were suppose to attend and you never showed up.

Too late for you though, We are going to meet because apparently We want the same thing, your problem however is that you want what you cannot have, and it's Mine already.

My problem is that, I do not know how to forget and almost always follow through on what I say I will do. My goal is to keep you the fuck away from what's mine or make you deeply feel how real shit can get when you come after what belongs to Me.

Just thought I'd get that off My Chessboard, no Knights will mate with My Queen for as long as I AM KING.

Even the Darkside has......Shadows. Hahaha
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