From Cooke to Keawe

microphone check, oh shit, don’t give me heck! no, not my equipment, when the bull shipment’s already been delivered! a cold fills the air, I stop because I shiver, the restless Zombies of Babylon, enclose, surround me, I might quiver…

“snap back to reality, uh, here comes” gravity my conscious escape meets depravity as the elitist scum stand over me with their collective did-dick in hand, trying to shoot out at me, but I’m too much like sand, so quiksilver as I slide off and over to the left, for in the Spirit, Truth, hear it, never let them hit me with their bull shipment either, uh!

now, let us marinate to a beat, uh huh, and if you let me I’ll bring inspiration to the streets, uh huh. which streets? these streets, your streets, my streets, our streets lined with poverty, tent encampments filled with the ‘Homies’ living on the ground on the other side of the boulevard that we see.

a whole group of people! which people? those people, your people, my people, our people, all who lost to the system because the system lost its wisdom and I best go & stop, put down my pen, be zen, for a plan must exist from Aloha ke Akua that we just can’t comprehend. (Echo: comprehend)

microphone check, oh shit, don’t give me heck! no, not my flow, when the bull shipment’s already taken everything else away! a cold fills the air, I’m stopped in my tracks, the Armani Vampires in both Houses, those m*th*rf*ck*s don’t care…

whether its from Cooke to Keawe or from Kalihi to Kaimkui, wherever there’s misfortune that one sees walking through these streets, there still lies Aloha, her essence laced through the seams. you need only take a breath & look around to feel what that means.  the essence of aina’s still alive, we just have to believe.

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