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Plastic Cassette Tapes

from Cloud 9 ep by Fres Thao

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I speak easy like, boot - legging the words I stir, up /
Not in cursive, but my penmanships perfect! ~ /

You throwing raw meat at a full grown, griffin /
You pre Madonna cubs ain’t nothing, but a gimmick ~ /

You cats ain’t ready - I’m, a yeti - in the snowstorm /
Four by four pick up, golden fleece to keep, me - warm /

I’m on my way to zion, you only reaching FOR babylon /
I’m tired of the struggle, but ya’ll rip van winkle /

Sprinkle some pixie dust on your wings and you’ll fly? /
You fairy tale emcees is the reason I take flight /

I told you in the beacon of light, I’m ill sick /
Make your brain twist, like electric kool aid drinks /

It’s no movement -- it’s collision of tectonic plates /
No conclusion, so let’s see where this will takes us /

It’s the phenomenon, time to be cool like Travolta /
Ya emcees Heath Ledgers --- a dead joker /


While you twiddling your thumbs and giving the middle finger /
I’m out in the forest, chopping myself some timber /

Flask full of liquor book full of soliloquies /
You thinking 6 figures, I’m singing songs for infinity /

Charlie Chaplin actors sounding like you some fools /
Cracked the pro tools, now you’ve got yourself a studio? /

I started with the analog multi track knob twisting /
Beat box looping with sample and then I mixed in /

In the sequence, merge the MIC and spit /
Words meet when the reversed beat first hits /

Eq and add an effect, as a matter of fact /
Even though I’m head of the class, no time to slack /

Giving you a slap on the back or even a dap /
Whether you feel it or not it’s like that/

You want the green stuff, I’ve just got the blues /
I bring the hip hop that stays true to the roots /
Still underground like the velvet, and when I sell out /
Someone make sure, my action figure, has a steel mouth /

kung fu grip, real hair and some accessories /
Remote control car with my image, cuz that’s necessary /

Put the grill on the cereal box ~, for the mothers /
I’m use to having it placed on the milk carton covers /

Drop the bass out - let me control it with the rhythm see ~ /
Planet of the apes, escaping your primitive speech /

You thought it was over with the 10 count in the ring /
you’ve only begun to taste a fragment of what I bring /

Grim reaper creeping and breathing on down your neck /
It’s the close line, head in the corner buckle and slam /

Damn this kid, is outta control, he’s at it again /
Hungry like the wolf, - I’m not talking duran duran /

Been writing this book, a novel for all who listen /
Fres, putting in work --- poems of an assassin /





Intergalactic bboys
Plastic cassette destroyers

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from Cloud 9 ep, released January 1, 2010
Written by Fres Thao
Produced by Bernwoodfunk and Fres Thao

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Fres Thao Minnesota

I am a Hmong American poet, Hip Hop artist, multidisciplinary artist, activist and educator. My life long love of poetry, Hip Hop and storytelling has spawned eight albums, including Illegoalien’s ‘Blank Canvas’ and a vinyl release of my ‘Mind Full Of’ album, and one book, Lullabies for Happiness, A Manual for Love and Peace. ... more

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