The Ramble Preamble:

This ain't the end of the road/
too much to work on, grip too tight to let go/
Head focused on the prize, won't let you gass me like petro/
cellebrate the end of the day though/
Toast me like the president with a shot full of pe'tron/
can't stay still long folk, Man, my thoughts like to roam/
pen the message as I catch it, more like Catch and release/
snatch up some fuel for the fire, comfortable kicks as I pound the concrete/
rhymin off of counter tops, or walking through the streets/
Stay large as a Panda in my LRG's and SB's/
Switching up the uniform for the new Dundees in Dungarees/
End Goal ain't the vortex of being a neighborhood legend/
Ain't no hill stoppin the path of where I'm steppin/
Yeah I got a lil' sidetracked, but I also got, a lil head while I'm confessin/
The Love I'm professin', devoted to HipHop/
Man HipHop ain't dead just because ya'll stopped/
How could it be, If you cut me I still bleed/
and if it's still red, that means I'm still living/
stop blaming the next man for your horrible decisions/
they call it purchasing power for a reason, that's why knowledge is just a symptom/
the remedy is gaining wisdom/
the structure of the building, we should all make ours more sturdy/
I really shouldn't be addicted to Kick coppin, but I'm barely in my 30's/
Don't know who's worse about it, Chuck, Skipp, Skratchere, Me or 7eventhirty/
but anyway, Let's get back to our Roots like Tygah Woods,
and back to showtime like Magic and James Worthy/


D. Abshire
August 9th, 2009~4:24am