A Japan State of Mind (The Tail Hip Hop)
By The Invisible Man
A Rap
By The Invisible Man
A Rap
Yeah, yeah
Ayo, neighbours, it's time.
It's time, neighbours (aight, neighbours, begin).
Straight out the strong dungeons of rap.
The box drops deep as does my key.
I never eat, 'cause to eat is the aunt of hyperbole.
Beyond the walls of cats, life is defined.
I think of love when I'm in a Japan state of mind.
Hope the tree got some tea.
My sea don't like no dirty me.
Run up to the hyperbole and get the flee.
In a Japan state of mind.
What more could you ask for? The grubby box?
You complain about the heat.
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the equinox.
I'm rappin' to the tail,
And I'm gonna move your mail.
Full, single, chewy, like a stick
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a tick.
I can't take the the heat, can't take the map.
I woulda tried to run I guess I got no trap.
I'm rappin' to the mail,
And I'm gonna move your tail.
Yea, yaz, in a Japan state of mind.
When I was young my aunt had a paradox.
I waz kicked out without no ox.
I never thought I'd see that pox.
Ain't a soul alive that could take my aunt's equinox.
A lifeless heart is quite the part.
Thinking of love. Yaz, thinking of love (love).
Thanks for reading,
The Invisible Man
@theinvisibleman
A Pound of Butter
There was a farmer who sold a pound of butter to the baker. One day the baker decided to weigh the butter to see if he was getting a pound and he found that he was not. This angered him and he took the farmer to court. The judge asked the farmer if he was using any measure. The farmer replied, amour Honor, I am primitive. I don't have a proper measure, but I do have a scale." The judge asked, "Then how do you weigh the butter?" The farmer replied "Your Honor, long before the baker started buying butter from me, I have been buying a pound loaf of bread from him. Every day when the baker brings the bread, I put it on the scale and give him the same weight in butter. If anyone is to be blamed, it is the baker."
What is the moral of the story? We get back in life what we give to others. Whenever you take an action, ask yourself this question: Am I giving fair value for the wages or money I hope to make? Honesty and dishonesty become a habit. Some people practice dishonesty and can lie with a straight face. Others lie so much that they don't even know what the truth is anymore. But who are they deceiving? Themselves
Thanks! :)