short armed and under your influence tonight i go boxing with words in a dark proud stance nose dripping sweat there s sprays a mess of life from my bloody lips blindly swinging at shadows flaying the flesh of us both people hurry by eyes downcast fraying the line between maker and made all white knuckled ideas and exhausted tears still the effort pools at my feet and i stomp and i scream and i punch like i dream with more abandon than perseverance and for a pacifist i sure want to beat the shit out of the unseen my so called soldiers are too busy making a scene so i call on death and we become an unholy tag team undercutting rap dreams and spirit slamming unbelievers yeah me and death stomping creation in the streets bellowing our crazed anthems with glorious fists like verbs landing now on noun nuns dave dazed firing our mouth guns into the skulls of walk less talkies like rahhhhhhh like ra head like so raw raw as vocal cords snapping raw as our hands skin drum boxing the pseudo enlightened resurrecting executed slaves to proclaim right crosses burning through the immortal melee laughing with jabs even eternal when slain death was dealing himself thin so i tagged in and began round two howl move burn change sing reach dance teach grow play scream give read live write die love cry cast fly guess wish ask train do act will make bleed march need start now black enters the fray and white tries to act gray i ve stopped bleeding as death becomes sane and slowly retreats appalled at how much we re begging his favor and twelve year olds afraid they won t get to use their gun before sunrise now the words dribble stuttering incoherent even rafis ferdinand has slumped himself home and i m alone on the corner again mumbling to nobody one solo backward is half marching symphonic stub sickle shivering timbers intended to save backward solo one friends country justice these are sounds quick forgotten by street fighters alpha just aimless concepts like high schooling my dueling mc s spewing death standing next to death like you gonna eat that fuck the world is spinning colors over my eyes and somewhere there s a gutter to kiss cats are pillars of static i m on some butterfly shit meta morphing back into a warrior ablaze inside a fire inside a fire feeding the sun s nuclear engine love and one suddenly the block s deserted and buildings pretend to be trees we can t fight in the jungle of steel stolen screams i pick up a syllable scythe and slice my way to round three ingest embrace inform incite ignite encode entrap escape exude instill inspire imbue entail intend expound infuse i enter a ring surrounded by everything and display my gloves to hoots and hollers audience i cry it s time we let these words think for themselves the sun replies washing my face and i m content to bask for a second now bathed and solar winded i turn center and see seven million objectives one by one they fall risen and smiling something wonderful for the sun has given daylight over to the stars to be on my side i look over and kill my senses it s on we are so on with fission psalms and diction bombs fixing throngs eclipsing strong but not us who find all inherent all the sun s been here all along chilling with death and me and these battles will forever not be fought by us but the things we do without rallying the troops plan free that s an order tall and strutting his self righteous ass on corners open mics and the same tired discussion wake up to us here s to shutting up and his followers in a glass box smoke filled and falling our squad is too much catching the earth stalling death and me and the sun makes three answering the calling coalesce confiscate activate sacrifice specify teleport captivate catapult exercise advocate disavow saturate culminate cultivate sensitize occupy remember embody