The Hitman Poet / Artist:
James Francis
The Quiet Storm
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Title: "The Quiet Storm"
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i am the creative director,
accountant, receptionist, media producer,
resident artist, and publication's editor.
An apex predator, 8 bars ahead-of-ya, deejay selecta.
Conquered Rome and Sparta, DC was the Trifecta.
Brooklyn-bred, escaped the feds, words in my head
are prescribed meds for artificial intelligence.
My sporadic flow is compared to
the softness of fresh air's texture.
My alchemetic mixture to depict pictures...
like Lauren will fit you -
in a suit of armor... that's invincible;
even against universal principles.
The studio temple's equipment
and acoustics are ample.
Christ provided parables,
back up Apostles
and the holiest voice samples .
Examples of ways to trample...
cold blooded snakes and warm-blooded mammals.
Cursed the fig tree
and there's consequences for whack emcees.
A time and a place
as noted in the Book of Ecclesiastes.
I { Wisdom } remember when it was written.
I was present when Christ was spittin.
When the Holy Ghost provided remixes .
When Lucifer fell from the sky
from all the hits he was takin'.
Do you really wanna have to contend literally,
with more literary artillery ?
Death is the price you'll pay for FREE Special Delivery.
Every knee shall bow - i will be in the crowd...
looking like Boyz-2-Men on bended knee.
Thank You Father Jehovah for making me a dope MC.
You and I, (mc) currently don't see things eye to eye;
However, I hope & pray we will then .
So, I can spit shine your crown
and recognize you as a champion.
It will be good... to be friends.
Unfortunately, now you're just an object
coming into focus in my field optic lens.
I know the where, the who, the weather,
the moment of when.
I calculated for wind - and I always win .
The thread your hanging on to...
is skinnier than very thin.
Contact their next of kin.
There's goes the teapot - have to put you on pause .
Like a dvd - Come back later
and finish watching "Jaws"....
Bite into your lil boney body with razor wire sharp bars.
You're not left with gangster scars;
You're RIGHT : there's nothing LEFT at all.
You're a picture on a flyer
under the wiper blades of cars.
Someone says....
They think they saw you at the mall.
"Anyone with any information
about this missing person - Please Call ".
Only took one step toward me -
one step was taking it too far.
Now, i leave you wiping your tear drops
off of Taylor's guitar.
It's cyber space -
can't remember where
i parked my shiny new Death Star ( !? )
DJ Scott La Rock take me out with the fader .
I'll finish my game of three dimensional Chess
with Darth Vader.
Teach Spock : Quantum Algebra.
Retrofit Skynet's Ace Terminator.
To blast flows like this - turning bodies to vapor
in many alien flavors.
Showed the Romulans how to defeat
the Federation's photon phasers.
After I killed Thanos -
took his heir home and told him i'll raise him.
Teleport through the slip stream -
to break and enter your dreams.
Bringing nightmares to your new dismal reality -
as you stare into the hearse's high beams.
They'll find you in the morning
still sitting in front of the computer screen.
Eyes wide open - dried blood on your Versace...
from a terminal nose bleed.
Then, your mom....
like brakes on a freight train - Screams!
How does it feel to get smoked like trees !?
Sequoias - in a California wild-fire...
as my fans provide an added breeze .
I was gonna get cha - one way or another :
Gunshot ! Train Wreck ! Covid 19 !
9 years ago...... SARS !
It's like a field trip to the Federal Reserve...
You just got amazed by too many sparkling Bars !
"The Quiet Storm"
OFNM
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