Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Another Sleepless Knight

Sleepless knights
Insomnia’s affection
Is all in the predilection
To spend 40 weeks feeding infections
Of Mitochondrial Projections
Endogenous organelles sectioned
Swells with the Force
Midi-chlorians in my mitosis forth
Midi mpeg-4 be in the rank of Jedi
Red eyed, sleep deprived
I sense a disturbance
The guardians of light
Rhyme writing, in stepped a Jedi Knight

The knight wore a tunic
Brown and white, a saber of light in tune with perception, will
A unit with its master
Who holstered it in his obi
“You don’t know me but you have bolstered your ranks with your prose
Your flows happened and midi-chlorian counts rose
From Dantooine to Tatooine; the Force knows
On Yavin 4 there is a Sith Lord
With powers unmatced
You must defeat him to bring balance back to the Force”
And of course, I accepted the challenge
Talent, I had.
Proved it, I had not.

The rap battle of the century or ages
Great things meant for the writer of better pages
Days it took, to make the trip
It looked as if we went several times the speed of light
And I asked might this be fast enough for the Kessel run
The knight smirked, wryly said “Right”
Now years of light past the sun
In parsecs the starcruiser’s deck
Played a tape of 3030
Dirty version of Battlesong
Rattled on the speaker
We stopped and landed in Mos Angeles
Manning this fuel station
None other than an undercover Bothan spy
He pried my third eye open, hopin’ to find a weak part
But he saw my soul and knew I was true and destined to seek art.

He told Darth Blancus he was in for the fight of his light
And 5 days, we crossed the space then arrived.
Face to face with the Dark side of the force.
I flipped a coin and won the toss
Weak in the knees like an At-At around snowspeeders, too late now to call it off

I used the Force even though I had to go Solo
And here was my flow yo
“I blow up like thermal detonators
Know the eternal music makers
May the 4th be with you as I rippit on the crossfader
Vibrate the face of fakers with cuts like Darth Vader
Haters better take steps, make tape decks get scales
Scale your weak rhymes down like shaving a Rodian in jail
Do or do not there is no fail, believe in what I say all good things will prevail
Aayla Secura couldn’t write anything purer
Yoda couldn’t have wrote a rhyme so tight
Mace Windu couldn’t cut through the still of my mic
Try to steal or bite my this and my rhyme saber will slice with assonance
So passionate and controlled it’ll purge the Sith from your Anakins.
Imagining beating me is thought last when the battles on,
Cuz I’m a master and you’re a Padawan”

He was reeling like a Tie Fighter
Hit by a torpedo from an X-Wing but next thing, he was on the mic.
“Strike me down, you can’t I’m more powerful than you imagine
From the Dark Side academy of battle rappin’
I captain the force and force push your lrhymes in to little drawers
Or better yet, I force choke you with my tight lines
Write ten times better than a Rodian tells white lies
Trandoshens notion Wookies the same way I be filetin rookies
With lightning I’m sightin the hair burn off a Wookie
Took me years to best my peers and be leader of the Sith clique
Rip shit like a rancor or fett in a sarlac pit
Beat bangers make danger and anger fuels my power
I’m the best and if you join me the galaxy will be ours.”

“I’ll never join you , Rap told me you killed it.”
“No I am rap and all along I’ve concealed it”
No…
Search your feelings you know it to be true
He removed to reveal an A and R
In actuality he made the stars
With brutality, no individuality, blunts, bitches, cars and rappers who aren’t what they say they are.
At this time I yell “It’s a trap”
In an instant, I kick a wicked rap
I ain’t a skywalker more like a mic rocker
Regenerate disparate arms of the galaxy like Chewbacca
Phat fly talker and your eyes offer you the truth
I’m the one hip-hopper to balance the youth.
His soul sunken like a Gungan colony
I hum my homily ironically
Like a Magnaguard I vanguard the avant garde, with a clap
I stabbed my saber, belabored, and in put an end to rap
And the light of the force burst right from the source
And hip hop is born
May the fourth be with you
In a galaxy not so far away
A not so long time ago another day
Real emcees save the day

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