Monkey Claws from Floodgates by Sankofa

Reminded of the times I loved what they were putting out
And then the cliff arrived, precipitous, it took it down
I told myself to hold the L and learn the lesson well
A testament the test of time, I hope to stretch and swell
A toast to those who started the fire within my soul
Began the head nod, and pressed on, delivered gold
Divvied up my time between bumping the varieties
Way before the high speed and piracies arrived to breach
My life degree from living where I have, changing up
Strange enough I found my home in Fort Wayne, so raise a cup
Portray the life I’ve observed, lead and heard about
Weighing smiles against henchmen with a furtive frown
Spurn the clowns, unburdened by a need to pretend
I’d keep my circle small than seek a demon’s befriend
My words are my adhesive, my receipts are then penned
Register my voice on beats that keep me peaceably zen

Until then, I’mma keep on this see saw
Rocking back and forth my rapping forges beyond the weak pawns
In Tetons from hee haw, I’mma keep on this see saw

I try to stay approachable for cats that seek to reach me
This isn’t chasing bucks, we’re making stuff completely
The foundation based on mutual respect
My pharmaceutical is musical you can bet
I use allusion with an A in front it just to run a bit
It’s fun to riff, but sometimes I wonder if
Someone can follow breadcrumbs that I laid
Before the acid rain cascade takes them away
It’s kind of grim, but that’s the state of mind I’m in
No time for being passive, give the wax a final spin
From violin to vinyl, I am chomping at the bit
Seance within a crypt, feeling lost, begin to slip
If this is it, thank you. I was here
And if I’m gone, my voice still is living in your ear
The older that I get, the more insomnia creeps
I keep thinking about the things I can’t control in my sleep

Until then, I’mma keep on this see saw
Rocking back and forth my rapping forges beyond the weak pawns
In Tetons from hee haw,
Until then, I’mma keep on this see saw

Nostalgia’s cadence is my drug of choice
An amalgamation of the monkey’s claws upon my back plus a rugged voice
So when I hear something less than fresh, I take offense
And lack of effort will never be straight to make amends
The bond I hold is sacred it’s like I took an oath
To cripple players running games with a crooked coach
The Himalayas what I’m aiming with with flavor lore
I’ve made progress with thoughts and stay to make some more
I play a role called me, it keeps my life simple
No Paladin of alibis that under lights shrivel
Don’t have time to bend to whims, it’s too submissive
Can’t even find a standard pose that I can use in pictures
So I resort to smiling with my crooked grin
Even if it’s honest, I hate the way it looks again
I treat compliments like bullets and start dodging them
Even though I should say thank you and move on again

• Fort Wayne
• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Underground Hip-Hop
• boom bap
• hip-hop
• lyrical
• Fort Wayne