On The Mike
Slinking in the club like a tiger on the prowl
Kinking killer beat - pitch bend, bass growl.
Bending at the knees with my power-housing vowels,
Lending to my need, consummating-making howls.
Feeling funky flow even when Iím sleeping deep,
Playing with my sounds like a flipside-playing freak.
Living every moment like Iím playing quantum leap,
Lady-leading roles, gritty goals, crunchy beat.
Look and me and see exactly what you want to see,
Inspire, higher, manic fire Ė be who you want to be.
Open up your third eye blind - let go and set you free,
Make a choice, and raise your voice, hold on to decency.
Iím churning in my center, waiting for the chance to go,
Taking time to prove my rhyme, Iím snorting vocal blow.
Making lines, and filling dimes with rich, pure spirit flow,
Shaking minds, and bumping grinds, Iím here to steal the show.
Deep within my shameless grin lie consequences dear,
No taming me, no shaming see, itís music in my ear.
Come on inside and take this ride, no cover, doubt, or fear,
Come one, come all, letís jump and fall Ė infinity is here.
Confined to the limitless arena of this earth,
Conjoined to my sisters ever since my day of birth.
Constellating stars when Iím swimming in the surf,
Cumming on the spot like Iím pissing on my turf.
Copulate, consolidate, and consummate your mirth,
Catalysis, quantum kisses, muscle-luscious girth.
Open up your soul and see exactly what youíre worth,
Feed your need for fire like a flame-enfolding hearth.
Copywriter by Mary Catherine Rose