the family motto: Nothing in moderation

Wax Attacks the Stax*

My momma told me to go wax profound
So I’ma drop this earwax on ya, pound for pound
My rhymes rise high above the sound
So fly my feet don’t touch the ground

so soar with me above the street
rise up like balloons tied to your feet
let the hot air pull you head over heels
float away girl take off those heels
take off your cool your shield and your dress
and let me show you how to unleash the stress
find some release inside my caress
turn you from ice queen to a hot mess
in my arms you’ll melt oh yes

The balancing act, the route to tomorrow
This is the path that I must follow
Between extremes and above divisions
i see a new day, I’m having visions
a new element, new face, third heat
time to move on down the street
run past the block on words so fleet

Got a little Buddha belly but she don’t mind
Cares flow out when you exhale this kind
And she don’t see me when we in the bed
Not when she starin at the back of her head
Pupils go back, whites of the eyes
Fire away when you see these lies
Tell no lies, truth is we start fires
Wake the whole world up with her cries

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Writing to myself in this empty room
Won’t let it drop don’t break too soon
Can’t stop it now let it rise to the moon

So here I come atcha gonna ride the beat
Taste this come sweeter than Tahitian treat
Rockin you down town in the Midwest
Gonna flow real smooth release my stress
Get some bullshit off my chest

So here I flow under the glow
Of these smiling faces, genuine places
Nights where I fly, nights that I die
Back on the grind on the hustle, working a job, selling my muscle
My labor my brain my time my pain
For a paycheck, All of it goes down the drain

Yo hear these words drip down this pen
Out of jail I’m stepping in / bout to rip it off need aspirin
Hurt your back like spasms / comin at you in waves like orgasms
Lyrical ear is full, here we go, feelin true
A brain full of organic fu
Like kung pao fist your chicken
Come on baby lets get to lickin
To your bod I’m gonna be stickin
Cuz you are so damn finger licken / good

Some dr. evil shit right here!
Bout to launch like Big Boy/ in space looks like a big toy
Just a man in there/ The enemy of joy
Fightin Austin powers, never gonna win
Gonna lose your life to a sultan of sin
King of the swingers fucked you up
Lost the war your cat’s hair ka-put
Frozen solid now whats what

But here he comes back again it’s the doctor
Jekyll to your hyde but its all one actor
Mike is both, so be like mike / Into life you gotta strike
Accept yourself, like to like / love to love self is like
Love to others brings it home / helps to stabilize the dome

Austin needs it, he’s so randy
Needs that pussy sweet like candy
That’s what keeps him feelin dandy
Fuckin English broads, Italian birds
Fuk me fuk yu askin hey girls, room for thirds?
No wheel with him he pulls you in, fucks so hard bitches need aspirin
Afterwards lie back, bitches goin spin daddy, spin

Oh my god I can taste the beat! SYNESTHESIA

Taste the beat on your tongue let roll down into your lung
Inhale this genius that’s been spun / breathe in the woven sun
Lets go smell green and eat around
Time to touch up the sound and feel the ground
Keep beat with your feet don’t look so hard
Keep your eyes tuned to this frequency / while we hear what we can see
The beat is alive its where we be
Senses get crossed in orbit / playin all parts like norbit
Life is art says synechdoche
Make your art from your story



*playing right now on my iTunes is the CD "Stax: The Soul of HipHop"