Saturday, April 11, 2015

The I-20 Chronicles; ATLiens Told Me To Play On Player

It's going down!! I'm dipping down I-20 in Atlanta reflecting on how a hater will dial one; what?  a number that'll take anotha one down,  so they can rise up...

Visualized The Sequence; I didn't like the way these folk were trying to play me and my people!! R.I.P. Walter Scott! who's hip to the scheme or plot?  a brotha was *Hip To The Set Up*  I Had To Wise Up...

Knocked down; but now I rise up!! check how I freak this!!  I Can't Let Up!!  now *I'm Moving Straight Ahead* 

O-Dog rocked the sound; funk like Parliament; jazz like Weather Report; dub like a dread...

Not fronting; the danger zone? it's like Yemen, we're all in!! now  giving you the weather report instead, as we leave The Ice Age..

Humble; no pointy head; plus no big head like The Burger King; but my mind will engage..

Critical Stage? oh yes!! it's like that!!  fires are fully involved per fireman's lingo!! things have heated up; Al Gore told ya about global warmimg...

O-Zone? my levels in the ATL? authorities are monitoring!!

It's on!! next level moves are made down Interstate 20; like Digital Underground we do what we like!!

You heard this? what? the turbulence; like back in the day; fights between Tina Turner and Ike...

You heard this? that's  what the ATLien asked me, after he told me to  Play On Player;  per the catch phrase..

What's the strategy? the power of crisis is exhibited; who will call the play?

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