Eligh A Poet Sits Lyrics

A Poet Sits Lyrics

a poet sits on a bench and he writes his poem



(captain of the poets)







[v1]



watch me grab my patterns of thought



in permanent ink on slabs of bark



a train riding through the middle of your mind



planted down in my spinal tappin your body



mappin with vinyl life



(turntables) illuminate



(the finer things) spinnin underground casin



things will never just be the same old thing



forever revolutionizing the scene, a poet



you know it, when I flow it get your action on appeal



(like a top quarterback)



attend your line with a hard ass mind and a hype that's rhyme



feel me, writing the book of my life



with a bypass surgical heart implant



where the art is kept



swept, get, past the front door



where the mass minister, sinister



never that priest, east to west we blast and meet ya



with hands to me to expand the legacy



that will hype and chill where the gates at



It's amazing to elevate, allocate, final truncate



with the feature to play back







[v2]



my fate chose to follow me this far



a shadow came with every step as life revealed the dark



a guardian, a hell's angel, tested my fate



and they be, unsure of every move that I would make



and I ignore, sometimes listen



on every mission we explore, the outs and ins



just like sailors on the shore



a poet riding the wave of metaphors



stop to dock by the bay and write an editorial



life wasn't easy, tribe unique we are soul survivors



I done seen things, eyes of a deep sea diver



mister mystery missin a word to describe, i'm



sittin patiently waitin for earth to enlighten my



my destiny inspired every quote



it met me at this crossroad just tryin to let me know



It's more to grow



mean what I said in chan eleven flow



and always check for signals, internet has the info







(captain of the poets)







[v3]



maybe the legacy i-n check



will be the impression I leave on the people who listen to music I make



take it or leave it believe it or not



got my man on the side to prove this point



forges strong in the family tree



roots are stronger than enemy's hate



so relate to me if you can't



pledge your thoughts in a garden with freedom of speech



to each his own, metrinome



childrens grow to know the world



even home with the young mind



looking for answers in the truth



my music will guide you through time



used to be that kid on the bench in the park writin to figure out life



now I'm a man on the mic who's doin his mark, thinking of kids and a wife



It's important to me to know my days on earth mean something more



than a couple songs I made that played in basement stereos galore



aerial views of crews I knew and memory bank that hourglass



thinking of lessons learned as tables turned another hour pass



legacy's left while pen strokes enlightenment from a future class



so many young and talented broke livin l.a. life with a bus pass



travelling to the open mic spots anywhere they can bust at







(captain of the poets)







[v4]



It's hard to keep the peace without dealing with the war



It's hard to feel you've got it all when you can get more



but just think back, way back when when you had none



and wanted some, and we were hungry as they come



just dumb and young, and young and dumb and we had fun



in lemmard park, and harvard park and leffard park



specific start, was 84 I was only nine



been writin rhymes and in these times eligh



I see why people quit, they don't see the benefits



only in it to get rich, hit it big or forfeit



and off course is the politics



collegeship went on the back burner



didn't get a scholarship even though I was a fast learner



searchin for the undisputed truth



experience, I've had more data for the proof



and here he is just have again, back in the loot



buried in the books but he's weary of their roots







(captain of the poets, so listen)