PLACIN MY FACE IN DA SPACE... sumtime.. id like to place my face in the space where the cool winds blow. long before the ghetto made the hearts of my people hollow. at the time when the rhyme made most learned men follow... but instead we go... towards the things that are not good for us. why cant we truss HIM and bust thru bars and conquer constellations? manifestations one mo gen of my brown elevation floetry creations.... see what we facin is sho nuff defeat, if we choose to repeat the mistakes that the old ones made. FADE. INTO BLACKNESS AND LETS CRACK THIS WHOLE PLANNED MIND CONTROL. the HOLE planned mind control that made us sell souls... and get lower and lower. SOOOOOO SHOWER. U AND ME WIT positivI tee... queens and kings.. i beg u jus try see.. who u really are and what u can really do WHO YOU? who knew? what hidden talents u possess? WELL I DID THATS WHY I HID THIS LESSON IN THE FORM OF VERSE. SO PLEEZE PEEPS. TAKE MY HAND AND COME WIT ME. and place YO face in the space where the cool winds blow and learn to follow the RITE row... EY [email protected]! ACK LIKE U KNOW....... THAT OUR SOULS REALLY AINT HOLLOW. PEACE BRUHS AND SISSES FRUM PHILLY.