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Everything but the kitchen sink
A wish for a drink
& a dust pan getting closer with every blink
Mission to write rhymes
Mission to think
Wisdom thru the ages
Had a cold shoulder through uncertain phases
How the heart moves to the rhythm
Forever remember the fragrance of home
Potatoes & lamb chops in the oven 4 the light
I found my halo cross walking the stop sign
New bullet holes where the white letters meet the red paint, meaning another hot winter
Meaning protect your neck & know your reputation will either pay you or stray you
& it can't do both
& it can't do much without a knowledge of self
It was written since the beginning
Those riches found within
Reason why Haswrath has wrath
Why Haswrath stays grinning
Haswrath stay stealth thru the sound, carry the wealth
Of the sages through loose leaf pages
Keep a few trees for the forgiveness within the embrace
As a newly minted grace
Truly lifted from the grave
Thru stages of epiphanies in symphony
Symphonic with the energy
Symbiosis with the memory
To live & let live & let it be
Insane in the membrane
So don't quote this
I ain't said nothing yet
Can't fear the death without fearing the life first
& I swear to tear down every cell wall
Within my being to bleed through a mere ounce of the truth
With more bounce to astound
Until the enemy is down for the count
Live & let live & let it be
It was written since the beginning
Those riches found within
Reason why Haswrath has wrath
Why Haswrath stays grinning
It was written since the beginning
Those riches found within
In surround sound like the voice on this sacred ground of my word
Back in the lab cause rappers have the nerve to release less than their best shit
Bless this herb, from the beat in the chest to the Christ within the living consciousness
Life without fear, the enemy's tears soaking the shine of the headdress
A dream catcher
It was written since the beginning
Those riches found within
Reason why Haswrath has wrath
Why Haswrath stays grinning
I once knew a fresh prince named Emir
Carried a prayer in his heart
Drifting the lane in the green Chrysler mini van
Just 4 the spark
In search of wider horizons
A riot to the drums how we relate
Seen thru the thin line of love & hate
With milkcrates filled with records
A lecture for the vespers, a blade on the tongue in the situation
The raiders of the lost arc
Try testing the patience
With this lost art
Cross your eyes like the light of 1,000 sunrises
1,000 years behind the names is Crater Lake
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Once Haswrath dreamt he was a butterfly, a butterfly fluttering about & around the skies. He knew nothing of Haswrath.
Then suddenly he awoke and he was at once solidly and unmistakably himself, Haswrath.
But he didn’t know whether he was a man who dreamt he was a butterfly or was a butterfly dreaming he was a man.
Certainly there’s a difference between Haswrath and a butterfly. This is what we call the transformation of things.
Reborn on beats with every rhyme
A dream within a dream with every day & night passing by
It's a lucid state to stay in congruence with the movement of space & time
Farther than mind can reach
Proverbs for the signs to read
When the truth fits like a pair of new kicks
Walking this way through the wasteland with grace he'll turn the water to wine
An amazing faith kept 'em afloat above the grime
Love is all, all is mind
You better run
When the guns keep the arms from making fists & swinging
When the funds keep the men & women from their human being
A dream within a dream
All compound things remain emptiness
Within these rented physics
The news that stays new
The truth that stays true
I woke up from a dream today..
The wu wei of my wings
Spills luminous across the sky
The transformation of things
Proves you don't got to die to live it
You don't got to lie to kick it
Word to Chris Rock & Ice Cube
Royalty among Hip Hop
G-d never did make a nicer dude than KALONS on the one & two
As he flutters & flaps his wings
Brilliant light in black & orange luminous hues
Reborn on beats with a better view
Adjacent to the streets for a decade place
He used to walk to the beat in the headphones
& he can't let it go
Now with one night's sleep he spreads the wu wei of his wings
Brilliant light in black & orange luminous hues
A dream within a dream
All compound things remain emptiness
Within these rented physics
The news that stays new
The truth that stays true
The wu wei of my wings
Spills luminous across the sky
The transformation of things
Proves you don't gotta die to live it
I hope you're receiving the message
One day we're all leaving
Like leaves of a tree, like pine cones to evergreens
Before it's back to the earth for me
It's Haswrath 4Us
With a song to sing as these seeds get sowed
Reap what you speak easily through a need to know
Knowledge reigns supreme
Know thyself & know thy power yo
Without peace how will the flowers grow
Before my time is done, i did the math
Based on the work of the scholars before me
Hopefully i'll leave a path of beats & rhymes behind me
Just an image lifted, taking it farther than it was gifted
Like water to Bisquick, no fathers to the style
Pulling a red card 4 grifters on vintage equipment
4 the miles on the kicks then
He didn't make it look easy
He made it necessary
Bless the beat by any means
So when it's time to rest in peace, it's time to rest in peace
A dream within a dream
All compound things remain emptiness
Within these rented physics
The news that stays new
The truth that stays true
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Eyes read the signs
Mind need the light
The blind lead the blind
Left off that cliff like swine
First to step get wrecked
Play your silence like a middleman
Jumped the fence with a planet on his shoulders
Took the stand with a broken name, a broken lens ready for lift-off, a hopeful glance from a pair of county issued flip flops
Read the room like a last chance
Played his silence like the last breath
Bit his tongue 'til he turned blue in the face
Judge threw out the case
He fled the scene in a green beamer
With tinted windows
A hint for when the ends is low, never lose a cent on what you don't know
Living large in the state of mind, with faith you'll find ain't no time like the present, ain't no truth given to no snakes
Cut the grass low on his way out the door
Never looked back, not even to count his subjects, one glance of his stash could turn your craft into The Green Mile
A half ounce on the dash and a mean smile behind sunglasses darker than the deep Nile
Meanwhile, the enemies on his person
In the mind by design
The energy of the nervous
All the time, all is mind
Good & plenty 4 your purchase
The money only moves
When the drum plays hands-free
Sans the cash & a plan b
Woke up in a dream
When a masked man daps me
With a TASCAM & a half-pound of Laffey Taffy
The remedy of hunger
Is to stay ready for the strange getting stranger
Re-arranging the stage through which the days play out
Night falls with a gun in her hand
The last man standing rises from the ashes of the sun's dance with timelessness
The judge is spun
Jury hung
The sound & fury
Fled underground
Only to rise like the light of 99 names
...being becoming plural
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Standing tall like evergreen
Siding with my folks from this broken lens of mine
Sliding the cloak through a bend in time
Fire when you fear it
Higher when you're near it
Just trying to raise
The vibration
Of this planetary-space-station...
From the word when you hear it to the herb on clearance
There's only one 4Us
& one upheaval of the stereo...
Pulled back on the smoke stack
Pulled out of the back alley
With the fins ushering the shine
Reflected sunshine
They try to block mine, little knowing the mission was accepted
Before i could stand it, overstood the neighborhood
Overkill when the flavor's good
Sorta feel the tears stained 10 years older still
Down the block & around the bend
In the mind's maze of time
Sunrises infinite from the lowered brim
Slow flow didn't mind the Walkman
Rewind the lines to raise dividends on this spark then
Pardon me my memory's jogging
My story is told,
If it wasn't for Tha Jacka, NyQwil & Mac Mall
My opinion of self might not be standing here
Standing tall like the evergreen
High & mighty looking so fresh so clean
Green the first time the needle drops
From green to gold to make sure the memory's warm
Right of way this time of day, let our hope propel us
Beyond likes & mentions
Beyond linear timelines
A scholar in midst of the fare evaders
Still keep a couple quarters & some change
4 the smokers
Can you by chance spare a square today
I stand on mine livid with the city dwellers
Still walk it before i talk it
Still living 4 the moment on a rented dime
Still sending notes to the ghosts of my past
4 the hopeful vision on the otherside
Standing tall like evergreen
Sliding the cloak through a bend in time
How the light gets in
Before this planet fell upon the solar plexus
The mic controller or the light explorer
Travelling Light was midnight three nights in a row
Battling my own strength
Lesser versions, lesser voices of self
Sent through the mind in time here & now 2 refine the spirit
Standing tall like evergreen
Sliding the cloak through a bend in time
Fire when you fear it
Higher when you're near it
Just trying to raise
The vibration
Of this planetarium-space-station...
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the fire of song reminds the mind
another tear drops
another casket closed
another year over the shoulder
the fire of song reminds the mind
iron sharpen iron, 4 iron to your tiny blinded eyeing of my sizing up of the scene,
you know what i mean? lately it's raining bad luck, sorrow's tears &
farther padlocked, daily it's the same shit, paying reality in strange shifts, straying casually from your block to my radius,
the falling stops crawling thru the alley mind first, of time's grip on the course,
of course, mindless shit for sport, rhymes in diamonds shit from a horse
blowing piff through the word
nightfall is my herb, snowfall upon crow's call from a vision of a migrant mind
riding silence with the force of g-d's right hand tougher than leather riding lightning, holding on 4 the astoundment
rights & wrongs through the numbers lifted from sound scan
silence as my right hand, silence as commandment
summer's blunders among us still they keep the Cipher Selah
the only law around here is Bossa Nova in the rear view mirror
the fire of song reminds the mind
get the name right when the flame's minted
it's all a game, life, just an aim right & an image lifted
the fire of song reminds the mind
A joint to the point to prove, nothing, too much to lose
Like forgotten nova's, the unnamed soldier the untamed poker face
Shoulder breaks cause every day i get older trying to get over reminiscing on the vision in glimpses
A grim witness of the big picture, slipping through mind frames
Drifting through time's maze
The eye in i, the i in eye
riding silence sitting shotgun to the fine print where irises grow wild like the style you've come to know
& I've come to love
Write like lightning striking from the helm of the den
Got nothing to tell to the hellish intent
Cause like Em I just don't give a fuck
About the ones who don't love us
Brotherhood & sisterhood 4 the ones 4Us
For the ones against us
they calling cops imposing upon the l-rd i am,
the fire of song reminds the mind
get the name right when the image is lifted
it's all the same, right?
The same pain, same blame, same game
We're not playing with a full deck
the fire of song reminds the mind
when the flow's done
with rhymes for the pay off, the day job is aligning sparks from where the fire starts, no sunshine when she's gone,
just the chaos of the beat to the feet marching on, the fire of song reminds the mind
shoe laces holding soles in place, retraced their stories through the wind
regrets & lessons, death & taxes--again & again
the voices of the dead, walk with me
4 every time i was carried, spark the leaf
solely to bless the weary, within & without, a cut above the doubt without a trace, surveying the underground above
the hush of the forgotten
Milwaukie Bucks on the pads
rented the coffin, tux on my tab
KALONS freak 16 levels among the ruins of the Greek colosseum
Haswrath stand the test of time like Al-Kazneh
the fire of song reminds the mind
The same pain you go through
The same mind you see through
The same strays i bleed through
The same time i reach through
the fire of song reminds the mind
With no apologies on public property
i lost my keys, trust the adrenaline through the craft--
walking these streets in time, a look over the shoulder is a backdraft
with a leash for the wrong & a fire starter for the leeches eating off our silence,
give my best to the comma's behind my AKA's
my kharma ablaze in the candlelit think tank,
holding on for show, the flow must go on with a crow on the other shoulder,
hope for the night growing strong
heaven saying less better men knowing not, it's the lettermen in a full metal jacket,
pulling back on a smoke stack with flows for the cherished, still holding on through a hope to be witnessed,
a kiss on the nerves, a word never heard & a rose for Mary
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