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Honest Abe Beat the Beast!
by Honest Abe


Since the 1900's, we've been magnets to pain.
Mental...physical...and emotional.
Prime ape shackles of failure giving birth
to this road of redemption called life.
these beast of torment and strife are
of mine and your creation

They say the sins of the father are passed on
to their sons;
one can say the same for mothers and daughters.
So what can you do to end a cycle
when dirty laundry buried in your skin
contaminates all you hold dear...?

Beat the beast!!
cause he's been riding shotgun with you
since the beginning;
in God's blind eye

feeding on your inseccurities
feeding on your false hope
and bad intentions.

BEAT THE BEAST!!

because young soldier
this monster thrives
to cut short greatness;
if he heard these words he'd
debate this with Anarchist reprimand.

He lusts for our fears,
sends his mammoth gang of haters to
F'up communities....and kill our leaders.

Malcolm almost beat the beast
But the Beast used hollow tips
and jealousy strong arm assassination
to win.

THAT SHIT WAS PLANNED!

Young future Martin;
young future Michele Obama...
the Beast is not a figment of
your imagination. Abortion is
how you reverse the curse of the
master baited bastard failure babies
in the station of your train of thought;

So beat this beast...

BEAT IT LIKE MICHAEL JACKSON.
BEAT IT HARD AND HARDER THAN ADOLECENT BOYS,
WITH THEIR DICKS AT PORN FLICKS.

Channel your Chakra to
conquer the wild animal;
riding you like cheerleaders on jocks
use that George Jackson knowledge
to break shackles,
melt locks,
pull out verbal glocs,
pump the beast with ammo from your WORD STOCK.

Stimulus checks can't save your family alone.

Yes, Obama may be president.
But we are no longer just in a Battle for
Supremacy,
We are Fighting for life.
Don't allow a Darfur genocide
Choke hold make you tap out.

I only speak from experience.
are u hearing this?!
The first beast I beat was
making it out my mother's womb alive,
then speech therapy, and third,
living long enough to see 25 in this hell on earth.
all by being bred to be a king
Passing God's tests.

Realize the piss poor paraphernalia product
of sour milk from fake titties and bad honey
from false prophets in society
are worse than Sonia Sotomayor's lapse of Judgement
Rule over the Garza beast shadows stripping your soul.

Once this monkey is off your back,
These Freddy Kruger nightmare realities
of failure will be no more.
Predator's will become your prey
So just beat it,beat it, beat it, beat it.....
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it...
Beat the beast my people.
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Published: Jul 16, 2009 (04:27 AM)
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08/26/09 (01:09 PM) 
"in the station of you train of thought" one of my many favrotie lines of this poem. this was great.

  lussa
07/24/09 (11:42 AM) 
I liked this alot u spoke so tru loved it 10from me

07/16/09 (04:46 AM) 
predators will become ya prey is my fav line out this whole piece it shows ya transformation from being tormented to being in control. lovin the way u can make serious situations humorous without compromising your message of awareness def goin to the fav pile 10 stars

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