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Tank Jones Welcomes you to the future

Sunday, May 23, 2010

Let it be

Step out of the ground with loud sonic sounds,
They don't realize its not about the baddest now,
I hear a lot of rappers say a lot of crazy hits,
They get a good style but most of them dont stay with it,
Conspiracies of mutated millipedes here with me,
Im the sickest human being mentally and lyrically,
Some people say my raps are ungodly and too long,
Give me a damn mountain that i haven't stood on,
On my signal you will fire the missiles into the dismal,
The concussion from the hit will cause a giant ripple,
I make skills amazing when the words themselves are lazy,
No matter what, I will always rap for anyone that hates me,
Inhumane spectacles powered by solar and electrical,
Shock tentacles turn the best rappers into vegetables,
Kings lay in the palace with moonlight, red and white wine,
While the people follow tank and his revolutionary tight rhymes,
Glorious morpheous causes more problems than the story does,
I am stalking the gory orifices of the gorgeous world above.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

You're a really good poet!

Tank Jones said...

Thank you

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