Underground War / Galactic warfare.

I write my thoughts with a clear conscience, finish the words and bind them.. spell checks are for them who doubt themselves.. my words are never edited, published raw.

I gat history in my blood, history from ancient books I read, history passed from my father to the last, Kellah's ancestry in a definite define, words spoken, pieces broken...culture fades off with every bit of notion taken, forms that bind, it ain't science no more, molecules to one atom, microns that disintegrate, particles that evolve, like the new lost daughter of the Sun not scrolled or scripted, pure blood, she gat features that defy all odds, blessed by the supreme being, Ellah the last breed of the Kellah seed, fire comes from strikes, stones that meet, sparks that light up, she's that avatar sense that pulls together to me all elements of the universe , earth, wind, water and fire .. that's how she pulled my desire made me vocabulary perfect, an artillery addict ..ready for war, a words smith suited samurai, engage defiantly on battle fronts, swing double edged Excalibur swords, always kiss the microphone when I'm done, Leave smoke traces on my note pad, deadly friction binds me to heavenly constellations, this breed has seen it all, spoken to burning bushes, split seas with the stuff, now on basic terminology like radio waves, I gat my home boyz like Zaq, killing needles on vynes, cats on cultural infiltration, blood brothers in Asia muki Garang, mastering the art of war, with his clear cut intellect in Tho- Luo. This is a formation of new Decepticons, even Optimus prime won't engage in this here hiphop evolution underground war fare