Live Until I Die

What I do everyday....

Until I leave this b***h I'll do it my way; Frank Sinat(tra),
the non-believers give me motivation; thanks alot,
evacuate my kitchen if you really think it's hot,
I spit that psychobabble that'll leave you stinkin; rot.

To keep it simplified I'm gonna live until I die,
by Mother Nature's time or from a shiv up in my eye,
but never will you ever see me give up; I'ma try,
to be the linguist that'll make you spit up til you slide.

I live amongst the animals; my life is like a zoo,
but never will I let a mammal typify my groove,
a nigg'll never get it til they've lived inside my shoes,
still I remain like freezer burn; a real chill type'a dude.

My daughter Tia loves me and that's really all that counts,
whoever else don't matter and that's real in all amounts,
my mind processes decibles to deal with all the sounds,
of bullshit in and out my ear; I hear it callin now.

The realest s**t I ever wrote but 2Pac I am not,
it just aint easy bein me; these words I drop alot,
it's heavy when you think about it but don't pop a clot,
I'll live until I die from older age or dropped by shots.

©2013
The Cunning Linguist

Author's Note

The question I'm always pondering is: Why worry about me when I'm not worried about you? This piece is derivative of that question.