Modus Operandi
Modus Operandi
Before I begin I would like to say
Everything henceforth is true in every way
All my words and thoughts and imagination
Combined with purpose, thoughts and amalgamation
Of feelings and faith held back for years
It’s time to speak and now I turn the gears
As I sit here and put pen to paper
Let us begin for I can’t put off till later
I was born the first-born of a penny saver
Raised well in manners and faith in Jesus the Saviour
A home with three rooms me and my sister
A bed, a stove, a dresser and refrigerator
And they made me scribe with my right
And reminded me to say my prayers at night
I was loved by more than my family
where I come from we treat everyone like family
And all those innocent years dwelling within memories
I remember the first day of school and birthday parties
Going to school with my fellow brethren
waiting for the school bell to send us home again
I was surrounded by fond friends for familiarities
friends for fun former friends figuratively
I was taught to never lie and do my homework
Sunday mornings I used to ride shotgun with dad to work
Thursday afternoons the boys linked up for cricket
laughed yelled and cried, sometimes even a hit wicket
Roaming the streets and repping the alleyways
Walking with the gang, felt like a thug but anyways
Coming home late sometimes with cuts and bruises
Feeling like a winner cos nobody looses
Until it dawned on me no matter how hard I tried
I felt like I was missing something, missing out on life
I had my friends and my family, they’ll always be there
But they told me, “Shawn your head is always in the air”
I surrounded myself with so many people
I guess that was my trend ever since pre-school
They said no man can ever live life like an island
So I made my island into something to thrive in
Felt care free all of my life
smacking stupid sluggers like shawarma slice
graduated not even close to top of my class
to top it all off they kept topping my glass, cos
academics will almost always achieve anywhere
but social skills life loving will get you everywhere
I’m a survivor I’ve even cheated death
Multiple times but I’ve never cheated wealth
Always was ready to give, ready to share
Cos when they bury you, they bury you bare
I remember slam dunking with my cousin Valencio
Looking up to him he was my mantlepiece memento
now we’re almost head to head and I still have in my hand
the toolbox he gave me along with the words “I know you can”
like brothers in arms we attended the war
shot down enough people to get this far
Yea we had our fights and our argumentations
That’s what life is all about, a Powerpoint presentation
But i can tell you now that blood is thicker than water
I’ll take a bullet for my cousins but first comes the slaughter
of anyone who disrespected us back in the day
no we won’t judge, that’s for Him above us to say
Spent a few years apart hey we all move along
communication once re-united regains new form
university is the face of common adversity
familiar faces ive never seen before common situationalities
it was an old leaf to fall from the same old tree
but it was turning a new leaf for someone like me
I never did well working with numbers
I hate the feeling of being lost in a blunder
I hate the feeling of being stupid and useless
all because of some ancient man called Pythagoras
trigonometry geometry it’s all the same to me
why don’t they teach us some proper positivity
instead of learning to live life properly
they wanna feed us rubbish of living monetary
sorry but I don’t agree with your philosophy
and I don’t care if we don’t share the same chemistry
back where i come from in my geography
people learn to live in whatever sociology
so many people are more worried bout getting drunk
sometimes I wonder if they worry about the flunk
they forget their formulas class and all
but they don’t forget how to unscrew the alcohol
and sometimes it sickens me how weak they can be
when they crave to drink every fucking day of the week
but i know that whatever is their motives
i cant be bothered, its their own prerogatives
for five years I’ve bled through this strife
education breeding on brains and hearts that are ripe
for the taking, baking in this faking staking
out on a limb slim hopes are soon fading
the light at the end of the tunnel is bright
when that pay cheque comes in, I’ll have finally won the fight
life is an alphabet soup waiting to be spooned
act before caring dare ego for groom
have i justified killing light minds
never opened possibilities quite right
shunning time under violent worry
xerox your zealotry
the last five lines had words of every letter
or were you too blind to see any better
is that why you would rather sit and count
the money you made last year or the money you found
under the mattress or under the couch
over the mantle or inside your mouth
you can whore yourself to mass operations
you can call yourself the biggest corporation
but you’re blind to the fact that you’re just part of the masses
words and images are what control the classes
sex sells something super slick soundly
religion readily reveals rebellious rowdies
it’s all just a sham we’re all tunas in a can
we’re all slaves to the music and we dance to the Man
Everything henceforth is true in every way
All my words and thoughts and imagination
Combined with purpose, thoughts and amalgamation
Of feelings and faith held back for years
It’s time to speak and now I turn the gears
As I sit here and put pen to paper
Let us begin for I can’t put off till later
I was born the first born of a penny saver
Raised well in manners and faith in Jesus the Saviour
A home with three rooms me and my sister
A bed, a stove, a dresser and refridgerator
And they made me scribe with my right
And reminded me to say my prayers at night
I was loved by more than my family
where I come from we treat everyone like family
And all those innocent years dwelling within memories
I remember the first day of school and birthday parties
Going to school with my fellow brethren
waiting for the school bell to send us home again
I was surrounded by fond friends for familiarities
friends for fun former friends figuratively
I was taught to never lie and do my homework
Sunday mornings I used to ride shotgun with dad to work
Thursday afternoons the boys linked up for cricket
laughed yelled and cried, sometimes even a hit wicket
Roaming the streets and repping the alleyways
Walking with the gang, felt like a thug but anyways
Coming home late sometimes with cuts and bruises
Feeling like a winner cos nobody looses
Until it dawned on me no matter how hard I tried
I felt like I was missing something, missing out on life
I had my friends and my family, they’ll always be there
But they told me, “Shawn your head is always in the air”
I surrounded myself with so many people
I guess that was my trend ever since pre-school
They said no man can ever live life like an island
So I made my island into something to thrive in
Felt care free all of my life
smacking stupid sluggers like shawarma slice
graduated not even close to top of my class
to top it all off they kept topping my glass, cos
academics will almost always achieve anywhere
but social skills life loving will get you everywhere
I’m a survivor I’ve even cheated death
Multiple times but I’ve never cheated wealth
Always was ready to give, ready to share
Cos when they bury you, they bury you bare
I remember slam dunking with my cousin valencio
Looking up to him he was my mantlepiece memento
now we’re almost head to head and I still have in my hand
the toolbox he gave me along with the words “I know you can”
like brothers in arms we attended the war
shot down enough people to get this far
Yea we had our fights and our argumentations
That’s what life is all about, a powerpoint presentation
But i can tell you now that blood is thicker than water
i’ll take a bullet for my cousins but first comes the slaughter
of anyone who disrespected us back in the day
no we won’t judge, that’s for Him above us to say
Spent a few years apart hey we all move along
communication once re-united regains new form
university is the face of common adversity
familiar faces ive never seen before common situationalities
it was an old leaf to fall from the same old tree
but it was turning a new leaf for someone like me
I never did well working with numbers
I hate the feeling of being lost in a blunder
I hate the feeling of being stupid and useless
all because of some ancient man called pythogoras
trignometry geometry it’s all the same to me
why dont they teach us some proper positivity
instead of learning to live life properly
they wanna feed us rubbish of living monetary
sorry but i dont agree with your philosophy
and i dont care if we dont share the same chemistry
back where i come from in my geography
people learn to live in whatever sociology
so many people are more worried bout getting drunk
sometimes i wonder if they worry about the flunk
they forget their formulas class and all
but they dont forget how to unscrew the alcohol
and sometimes it sickens me how weak they can be
when they crave to drink every fucking day of the week
but i know that whatever is their motives
i cant be bothered, its their own perogatives
for five years i’ve bled through this strife
education breeding on brains and hearts that are ripe
for the taking, baking in this faking staking
out on a limb slim hopes are soon fading
the light at the end of the tunnel is bright
when that pay cheque comes in, i’ll have finally won the fight
life is an alphabet soup waiting to be spooned
act before caring dare ego for groom
have i justified killing light minds
never opened possiblities quite right
shunning time under violent worry
xerox your zealotry
the last five lines had words of every letter
or were you too blind to see any better
is that why you would rather sit and count
the money you made last year or the money you found
under the mattress or under the couch
over the mantle or inside your mouth
you can whore yourself to mass operations
you can call yourself the biggest corporation
but you’re blind to the fact that you’re just part of the masses
words and images are what control the classes
sex sells something super slick soundly
religion readily reveals rebellious rowdies
it’s all just a sham we’re all tunas in a can
we’re all slaves to the music and we dance to the Man
