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[rasdivine]

Tehut-9 - The Lynchings

[rasdivine]

Tehut-9 - Scary Movie

[rasdivine]

Body Parts By Tehut-9

I saw body parts selling themselves

To buy back their names

Tired of the lame titles they wear

They want to hear

Their original names echoed

From the meadows of amnesia

Where breast no longer believe in a brazier

Fearing that they’re shackles

made to hassle their motion

and make them stiff

While fingers working 

graveyard shifts

are shifting roles

From satisfying vaginas

To satisfy…

Eyes hold the minds splendor

Nostrils don’t remember 

their gender or agenda

So they take their places

On faces

As erected cavities

Breathing gravity

Who’s popularity led weak knees

To betray legs

That once led

Anti-hanging rallies

While penises without confidence

Are experiencing impotence

Because of their involvement

With lubricated palms

That harm the nerves in their system

Cells have become victims

Of their nucleus

Hearts are seen as scrupulous

Admitting that they’re just using us for blood

Livers love their jobs

But low pay has made them stray to drinking

Kidneys have been thinking about going on strike

Stomachs no longer like the food they consume

Brains are demanding more room in skulls

And eyeballs are too dull to see the future

Futile mouths refuse to smile

While spines feel like losers

From always being in the back

Heads want to wear Knees caps

Stomachs want to drink their six packs

And rectums want their shit back

But anus’ hates that shit

Colons hate their jobs

So they’ll most likely quit

Hips are wearing head wraps

Lips are passing gas

Hands are used to talk now

Feet are used to clap

Brains are thinking offbeat

Heartbeats are used to rap

And because black skin 

Is now the in thing

More white skin is turning black

[rasdivine]

I Want Her By Tehut-9

I saw her standing behind a counter

Serving good times and drunken monkeys

In plastic cups for five dollars

I molested her body with my eyes

And stained her with hungry looks

I wanted her

And my eyes haunted her

While my heart chanted her with every beat

She wore her physique

Like golden sheets mating in motion

I wanted to lotion her shadow

And arrow her soul

Because she stole the copyrights to my smile

The patent to my life

And left me paralyzed from within

I wanted to sing with the rhythm of her tongue

And fill my lungs with her voice

I wanted to be the choice she never had

For she was from god

And I wanted to rob the chair she sat on

The ground she walked on

The air she breathe

I wanted to be her needs,

And feed her lips,

Grant her every wish she ever wished

Yes! I wanted her!

I wanted to be the clothes on her frame

The letters in her name

The stain on her shirt

The threads in her skirt

The panties she wore

I wanted to pour my life into her womb

And give her the moon and the stars

And flowers for no reason

I wanted to stop breathing when she looked at me smile

Willing to walk a million miles

Across the hot burning sun if,

for one second I could become her eyes

Because maybe then,

Maybe then she would realize how much I wanted her

I wanted to know who wrote her DNA code

Who set the rivulets on her breast?

Who made her touch such a sweet caress?

And gave her smile it's gentleness?

I wanted to oil her skin

And commit unforgettable sins with her soul

And hold her like forever

And never break her heart

I wanted to be the thoughts she was thinking

Manifested beside her drinking saxophone blues

With golden ice cubes

I wanted to move her lips

And kiss her

Whisper poetry to her thighs,

Tell her whether the sun sets or rise

I'll be waiting

Contemplating taking a vacation inside of her,

Willing to kill or die for her

For without her my life's a blur

So I wrote her these precise words

To say that I want her

And I want her, 

to want me like wanting is a need

I want to breathe her in and die

Because Jah Rastafari know!

I and I 

just can’t take wanting her, anymo'.