the swimlane is spinning its divers
by miss sally sniffs

teardrops are a miracle
vision is fundamental
waves form by the gust of wind
rainbows appear after the rainfalls stop

sizzling air rises & clouds condense
gravity pulls & the heavens shower
rivers flow & water falls
on millponds that creates big splash enthralls
oceans are too huge to predict
in gauge tubes and what lurks & crawls

enchant me oh majestic captain
charm me again with your sweet legacy fantasies
inscribe the atmosphere with your happy tunes
refrain me from the silent nights

massive icebergs up ahead
magma, warm the cold seabed
not too hot & not too high
spew some sulphur in the sky

sailors, please don't go too far
titanic sank because of ears
anchor your boats nearby the shore
swim to the quayside, you can drift ashore

tornadoes spin between the space
where clouds and land breaks up for haze
cure your sighness & cover you sneeze
rainwater drops because of acid & breeze

baby put on your thinking hat
i went to school hailing a cab
hailstorms make sense of diamonds
recall the episode on the 30th commencement.

ok so.

i went back home from camp.
to ?

to buy bloody eggs lah.
yeah ! eggs !

me and my camp buddies bought the electric cooker thingy,
so we could cook up some shiet up while watching movies or soccer leagues and
stuff like that.

we have a few budget recipes up our sleeves.
not that nice but eatable.

so anyways, we ran out of eggs.
so, i had to go out of camp, take a bloody ferrry back to mainland,
and buy eggs !

how fucked up is that. my god.

and heres the dope part.

a bloody traffic police bike stopped me and fined me 40 bloody singapore
dollars cause my tyres are worn !

MY GOD.

all these for some eggs ???
life isnt fair.

this is really fucked up.
theres gonna be war when i get back to camp.
watch your backs fools.

knnccb.

for the past month or so, things havnt been going great.
good friends have been a great help.

went to the album launch and i must say, its gotta be the best hiphop
gig by far. not because they're my friends or anything.
it really is some quality shiet.
they owned it.

i do hope the cd's get sold out.
but i do know that its being uploaded as we speak.
theres no helping that i guess.

on a side note, a good friend of mine passed me a track of this guy.
his name is Joell Ortiz.
check him out. really good stuff.



yeah. that good ol New York rap.
crazy.

anyways, project gilera super duper is moving rather slowly.
its frustrating. i don;t have the drive to do anything anymore.
fucked up.

just bloody come.

check this out.



that is the ish man.
jeezuz.