Let the days roll by...

Revisiting some old shit i wrote...check it...


the surface seems so simple no associations or symbols
comparisons like a coin spins like a clock works,
too many words
like that hit from the bong
my lips are numb like i rubbed coke on my teeth
can't sleep
i gotta run to get weak
the beats
its like the hands of time
let the days roll by like the sun and my rhyme
the streets
i pray for NY my soul to keep
how deep
let the tears drop, make it hip-hop
run upstairs scream it from the rooftop
try to decipher the code
can't cause you know i be flippin' the mode
i speak
the words go round and round
let the days roll by like my mic and the sound
my feet
walk miles all the while
my sheet fills with lines of the times
i creep
like cat woman my claws in your back
so deep
you're weak pull back let the blood pour out
let the days roll by like the rain and the drought
i keep
 my love closed until the right time comes
trust me you'll know
i'll peep
make you take off your shades show me you're brave
so sweet
i wish you would chase
let the days roll by like the wind on my face...