Spoken Word, The Autobiography of Kamal Supreme (2108 hits)
The Autobiography of Kamal Supreme part 1
Survival, Thanking the Most High for my arrival Upon my pops bio chemical explosion My sperm, beat the competition, to the ovum Born, in Harlem , back in the day The revolution was calling Old earth fed me rhymes, I started yes yallin After seeing my mother fainting and falling I started hustling and balling Asap, tired of seeing roaches and dead rats Bleeding in mouse traps The bait was that government cheese But put it on some spam, negro please
At 7, joined the Jr. Black Spades and 5-0 said freeze Somebody snitching can’t tell my friends from my enemies So dolo is how I decided to be Till I bounced to jersey and met the G-O-D’s No matter how hard you try you can’t stop us now At 16 my team made the young girls smile Got paid for rocking house parties While some some cats would rob houses Some would sell weed and coke, the artifacts were crack vials an Going to delancey street to cop the latest styles With our attenas up cause gangstas and stick up kids were on the prowl With gold teeth, some had beef, others was out to sell heat Every day was survival but we loved the streets Although they were filled with drama and murder We’d stop on 145th to cop a willie burger And the partying never stopped As we club hopped from Broadway international to the rooftop, the roxy, red parrott, the tunnel the fever We was hip hop bred with street cred high achievers So we could never be caught slippin Like Kurtis Blow, Yo I’m daydreamin And I’m sure to be back with more Reminiscing
You are a very silly and an ignorant man. I say that you are silly and ignorant to think your sperm beat the competition when anyone of your father’s sperms would have made you. There was no competition because there is no one to compete against since anyone of your father’s sperm to reach the ovum would have made you!
Secondly, you have no spiritual intelligence if you did you would know that prophets are racially different and that your prophet must be the same race as you are and that any message from God to you must come from your prophet and not The Most High since your prophet does not use the expression The Most High. Your prophet which is me, Christ Harry I referred to God as the Creator of all that I see and all that I don’t see---all that I know and all that I don’t know---there is nothing comparable to God! I just gave you the definition of God!
My question to you is am I right to say that prophets are racially different and since prophets are racially different your prophet Mr. Kamal must be the same race as you are and from your physical appearance you appear to me to be a Black American descendent of plantation slaves. If you come to terms with yourself that I am right then you obligation is to follow me! God communicates directly to me and to know of the Black American. So, when it comes to God I am the only one who knows what is going on and what will happen in our future as a Black American race.
Thank you for posting this timely, informative, educational, reveling and enlightening look into the life of Kamal Supreme part 1. I encourage you to share more of these inspirational pomes.
TEACH Brother Kamal and pass on the knowledge of the arts of our people.
