He who buys my thought
Buys not of lies and jest
But of wisdom at it's best
Of plea to facing reality
So let thou awake from his slumber
He who buys my thought
Buys not of pain and hate
But of freedom and pride
Make heed and listen
So come that very day
Thou shan't run and hide
If thou has a place to run and hide
He who buys my thought
Buys not of yarn and falsehood
Of myths and mysterys of the past
But of facts that guides thee to the last
He who buys my thought
Buys not of despair or burden
But of elevation of the soul
To a height of undying poll
That which bring's peace to thy heart
~Abdulmaleeq~
heyyyy..... he who buys my thoughts wıll know that I LOVE thıs poem
He who buys my thought
buyz the thought of nigga dazz
and that of fulanicious,
Then he will know its time to wake up
The moment for a rennaissance is now
its either u join it or be crushed by it
this is a statement u will live to repeat....this I promise u.
Nice work Dazz