It’s too cold to go to a Park, so………y’know…40’s…blunts…..chess…slow-motion kung-fu…rhyming…things of that nature…

More R

U want more R?

I got two times more R’s than Rakim Allah

2 18’s so here’s the 36th Chamber, sire

Peace to him and Dizzee R

Yeah my middle name is Mark

Not James like Bond James Bond

The scripture

After a revolution u need structure

or get blown away like Ron Jeremy

On November Wind shit

U wanna get at me

U wanna get at my Angel-kinda-army

What’s luck to an Angel?

Like an avatar they take the pain we can’t

Merkhabas got

Angles like Alan Angles McManus

Hand on the green baize…

who’s

hand

is 

on

the

fucking

cloth

man 

just one

more shot

just

one

more

shot

wean him off playing pool

at the lunatic asylum

why do they call it lunatic, lunar, la lune type shit

it’s common knowledge contained by the Schiz – o

other things that fall into my mind shit

deluge of delusions, allude to the illusion

nice dream then waken in an institution

confusing,

mice dream of a rice dream

so in an ice cream scene

i’m Juan Cornetto, known as Don

importing straight milk from Cornetto

yeah and put a flake on the shit

just Juan cornetto?

Sure, i’m reasonable, rational, 

deal with Karma the way I deal with God

You’re ill, sure, but Godz illa

I used to think u a fraudster

like, there’s a long list’a

shit I thought’a

Adjacent to the Oracle

Originally, certainly

it came to me

so something nearer thinks the same of me I do of u

maybe I should off u

maybe i should offer you a ten for a dime

local jalfrezi bent, but there’s hallucinogens in the onion shit

alls fair in love and war

yeah, said a warmongering whore

with an assortment of anal sores

dunno whether I wanna break out, escape, disappear or die

bees break out of hives

shirky ones get smoked out, recognise

id rather be landing trout in southern Hampshire, rather

south central hampshire, northern hemisphere

why do we say its western, its kind of in the middle, mon frere

as I firmly reject the values of…where?

Wherever u r

as u imitate Grand Puba kinda sinister

I heard Mother Theresa

Had a kinder Sister

kind, i’m kinda kind, ya ken

where being kind is acting blind

why they use blinds in poker, R?

Gotta be only a few partially sighted poker stars

What they got talking cards?

Ha, no reason keeping a straight moustache

we all know u got an ace and an eight,

shit was broadcast

see the flop?

Pop u can’t see shit! 

I recognise the style of recon

reason for the file on me, son

Author: Roger Francis AKA rog@littleandromeda.com Android

Musician, Artist, Writer. Telepath. Psychic. Schizophrenic. Auteur. Cat Lover. Cheap, Seedy Quality. Undiagnosed For The Truest State. Happy. Free. Poor. Weird. Eccentric. Single. R. That’s R Hippy, in a PICU

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