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Your Morning Joe, With Revilo (for those Set to Go)
50 Cent, from Artist to Business-Man, Heading Towards, Ownership
Ludacris, from Artist, to Business-Man, Towards Ownership
Beddy Bye With Revilo (for those Slowing The Flow)
Topping Hip-Hop Music…With Ownership
Your On The Go, Morning Joe, With Revilo (for those Waking)
Beddy Bye With Revilo (for those Sleeping)
I went From Over-Alls
to Under Armour
from backwoods
to gentle charmer
from loud barker
to smooth talker
from solitary to crowd food
hey, this diamond watch
keeps me in a good mood
no one can see me dreaming
no one can hear me scheming
when they see me it’s a show
my intentions, they don’t need to know
so up in the studio
preparing for another show
whatcha mean I can’t afford that
why hell do you think I rap
back in the country
is where I left that poor crap
I’d better figure out
where my money at
I went from trusting
to crafty, I do the stealing
that’s all business really is
another form of showbiz
thieves, these creative wiz-kids
everyone, acting
pretending, condescending
talking at
talk to me
if you want a signed contract
I wear my saggies baggy
I still talk & be funny
got a Dark Honey & a Snow Bunny
spend some & try to invest
But I trust no one
with my money
not even the IRS…R.D.Revilo
KRS-One
Wow! How the Music
making people think
pausing between drinks
say my name, say my name
give me fame, no shame to my Game
Dancing to my Rap
oops another it’s your baby mis-Hap
so many one night stands
so many fine ass Fans
so much power
glad it’s out of my hands
Lawyers, accounts & publicist
blowing up so large they insist
I change my Name to a Brand
Change my image to a Husband
from a wlid ass party man
so many fighting to touch my soul
especially when I’m under the influence
less Control, no common sense
Yean, I got the bling, bling
looks like I am running things
all this, so easy to Lose
Business Decisions I leave to others
Personal choices, I choose
Yeah, I am today’s Fad
Long as I keep the money
going back to being unknown
won’t make me feel bad
now that I am grown
I count my money
and leave these Bitches…Alone…R.D.Revilo
50 Cent, Artist to Business-Man
New Owners are Rising
The Old Owners are Despising
Rising means a Falling Status Quo
Down is the Only place for the Old to Go
For the Old this means Changing
For the Young un-Conditional War
an All Out Fight, of re-Arranging
The Pecking Order
Clashing with established Mogul-Money
A Cultural Explosion,
a Language Babbling Commotion
each side speaking code
the Old, secured by police, attorneys
Religious institutions, politicians, Bankers
Yachts bigger than Oil Tankers
The Young, lightning bolts, movements
in any & all directions,
using 50¢ thugs for protection
The Old, moving volume, institutionally slow
The Young, quick P-Diddy, Ludacris money on the Go
Both, Old & Young, same Base
Organized Crime, with a taste, for the Good Life
The Powerful, manipulating out of Sight
Noisy parties directed during the Silent Night
Limos moving, Money digitally, quietly
over iPhones, iPads, Droids, Blackberries
filled with IOUs & Quotes
Cuban Cigar scents replaced by Spliff Smoke
Same suits, clothing Different Minds
flashing the same Secret Signs
Wordless War, competing, rapping, to design
the future, whose Reality will fill the bill
and Build, Coming, morphing, suckling Minds
Only ONE Man, in the Same Space, at a Time
The War, contest of conflicts, outcome
Who will BECOME the New Man Beast
The Capstone of Industry,
Boss of the Community
The Next Jay-Z…R.D.Revilo
Jay-Z, Music Mogul
The Rage Hit The Stage
Rapping for about three hours
into the wee hours
funk poured down like a shower
everybody in synch
it was classic, chillin’ & drinks
No one got shot
or got got
the Ladies, man, The Ladies
smoother than a Mercedes
Easy like Sunday Morning
A fantastic Voyage, just enjoying
Atlantis, memories coming back to me
everyone had hugs for one another
instead of dogs & bitches
we were back bein’ Sister & Brother
all smillin’, no wilding
what? wha-cha mean the last song
ok, ok I was wrong
we’ll party all night Long
memories, back in the day
when the mother-ship landed
p-funk base so deep I couldn’t stand it
we alls got funk’d up
off the p-funk, the bomb
Happy, cool chillin’, one big Family
no violence, joy, how it should be….R.D.Revilo
Out of Many…ONE…(E Pluribus Unum)
George Clinton, The God & Father of P-Funk, The Mothership has Landed
Musical Blare Filled The Air
bumping, touching, smiling without a care
Odor of sweaty beer turned stank to stunk
as the lead guitarist laid down the funk
then it happened, a female screamed
without why. all of the others joined her team
the crowd became the urge to surge
at once, in all directions
coming to life Darwin’s Natural Selection
but couldn’t budge, chaos became the single beat
suffocating were those who weren’t up on their feet
Stampeding, Trampling, tugging, pulling, panic
Security was the first to flee
Police just watching,
no arresting pandemonium into custody
then a spark blazed a fire on the stage
only reverbing the rage, after all was said
out of 300, 29 dead
from serene, a scream to the obscene…R.D.Revilo
The Calm
Nothing Attracts a Female More Than Money
particularly, someone else’s, She’s no Dummy
A Female follows, feeling, the path of least resistance
A Woman is disciplined persistence
Female, Woman, there is a difference
Woman builds, the other destroys
Woman challenges Men, the other vexes Boys
Woman has a planned meaningful Life,
makes the best Wife, other is stress, loves strife
Like comparing a child to the Mature Grown
Money, a Woman makes & has her OWN
All start off as females,
but,Becoming a Woman, most fail…R.D.Revilo
Hmmm…
Lil Kim?
Niki Minaj…you decide
