Diggin
As lines dig into my mind,
Like a spade in the earth,
I search and find
My mind giving birth.
I知 diggin, searchin for words to say to
you.
I知 diggin, takin time to spit.
I知 diggin, findin words so true.
I知 diggin, findin my lyrical wit.
My pencil is an extension of my imagination.
It sups from this river and transforms it
into beauty.
It gives me release from this crazy nation.
It digs up words from the deepest part of
me.
I知 diggin, searchin for ways to express
myself.
I知 diggin, searchin my heart.
I知 diggin, searchin for words high on the
shelf.
I知 diggin, wonderin where to start.
My computer keeps my words in stone.
It holds my words forever.
It値l never leave my words alone.
The tie with my words won稚 sever.
I知 diggin, searchin my soul.
I知 diggin, findin my center.
I知 diggin, diggin like a mole.
I知 diggin, waitin for words to enter.
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