News Update: Crime Record (Yeah, I did it!)
The work posted here is copywrited, and ofcourse, also fictional. It is also a work in progress, but any reproduction is still prohibited...
The trenchcoat mafia took credit for my work at columbine
What really happened I was in the library freestylin my rhymes
And when I saw I was facing death for mass genocide
I dipped out in my ride before the cops arrived.
I framed these two nerds, both dressed like some herbs
Moved to Southern California Hiding out in the burbs
Six months had passed by and my cover was blown
I took myself into international hiding on my own
I snuck onto a flight inside a samsonite
With only enough room for a pen and pad so I could write
Went to sleep for the night and woke up in New York state
And I began to elate because I’ve almost escaped
FBI stay searchin but they can’t find me
I’m headed to Cairo on Egypt Air 990
Grabbed the pen and pad, bustin on sheets like porn stars
Pushin rhymes like so much weight, we fell off the radar
My mamma always said to me my mouth would get me in trouble
I figured that when the plane started to twist and rumble
The copilot was confused, and the plane? He was scared of it.
He lost all control and started to pray in Arabic.
Yeah, this will go great with my high school mass murder
Droppin lyrics so hard, I messed up the thrust converter
We dropped 14,000 ft in 24 seconds
All because I had to grab the pen and pad and start wreckin
I guessed this was my fate, but wait! Something had to be
Calculated incorrectly, that’s beyond gravity
The plane crashed into the water, started to jerk me, hurt me…
Crashed through the earth’s crust, causing earthquakes in Turkey.
What can it be that’s pullin us so rapidly
Could it be strange forces pullin us magnetically
But it cant’ be the bermuda triangle pullin us that night
Because we just left NY so that couldn’t be right
All I could do to stay safe was crawl back in the samsonite
We already finna die so I just kept on writin
But then I saw this bright light then I got knocked out
And everything for bout an hour I still got my doubts
But when I came to, I saw things had strayed from the norm
Wasn’t wet, and all I saw were alien life forms
“Okay, we got you all surrounded so don’t make a fuss
We know that you’re a spy, so what you got on us?”
“You ain’t from this world dawg, you way to spastic,
And we read your lyrics, you spit intergalactic”
WOW....all I can do is shake my head...SOultan spitting some creative type of ish...damn that was ill...too ill...YOu don't know how talented and creative your mind is...just a lovely thing when the thoughts and pen dance and produce ish like this...I'm feeling it...can't wait to read the rest of it...lolol,...plus its funny too..but hey you did those Columbine shootings..why you kill all those minorities..?...nah..just messing with ya...love ya..peace and out
Daps, Soultan. Look at u and your creative side reppin once again. Much luv!