The RZA & ATL

my first blog. from a couple years back obvi.

Really, this verse has me busting a gut.

It puts me back to a different time, a long time ago

When I met some far out dudes tellin me this same type of rap

 exerpt:

"We was like Mork and Mindy

Yeah, we was like Mork and Mindy

Yeah n**ga, I told her I was from space and this girl believed me

I told her I was a clone and they was prolly three o me,

We out at the movies,

She could've swore she saw me

 She Just Keep Tellin Me Things That I Don't Wanna Hear"

Song off Blackroc's album and feat. RZA

Around '94 or '95, I had taken a bus down to Atlanta.

The plan was to meet up with my current boy in ATL and hitchhike together to a party in the woods of Florida, otherwise known as a "Rainbow Gathering."

Well, boy was not at bus station to meet up with girl as planned.

The trip started off well, I was at a bus station god knows where, somewhere outside the heart of Atlanta.

It was dark out.

So I decided to play the flute as I walked towards wherever fate may lay a bed in front of me.

I found refuge in a hotel undergoing renovations.

I squatted, alone, in a windowless room

Awaking from my light sleep each time the plastic draped over window cut outs rustled

But the floor was carpeted

At daylight,

I found my way to the Marta station and used my last dollar to get on the train

Directionless, I selected my stop based on word, sound, power

Under Ground Atlanta

I wandered the indoor pedestrian mall, looking for a lead

I found conversation with jewelry maker

We struck a deal, one custom bracelet, for one custom hat.

He chose wools from the colors I had in my bag.

Light blue and magenta

We planned to meet in two days time to make the trade

Two days in Atlanta until I got my magic bracelet

Alchemically designed to match my energy

As I was to stitch star charts made of blue and pink

I had work now and only needed food and shelter until then

A heard a boy singing,

He told me his name was Peacemaker

I told him I had no place to stay

He said, "Come with me."

He sold incense on the train and freestyled as he walked through the cars

He told me his real name was Garnett Silk

And that back on the island, the people knew of him

That when he sang, birds would fly out of the manifold

At his apartment, we ate brown rice and tofu

And his roommate told me I should join the Tabernacle

He gave me his cousin's card; "Images by Shabazz"

While the Peacemaker sang in the shower,

his roommate told me to look out for dragons barely contained in their human disguises

Their fingers would be knobby, he said

And that dragons were not good, like in my fairytales

And also, that I should not go to the "Rainbow Gathering,"

I should make a better choice

Because, since my name was "Bianca,"

There were six of me, five of them clones

He could not be sure if I was the original or the clone

And that my choices would have to be the best of the six

To assure my space on the Mothership

Time to go

Peace took me into his apprenticeship,

We sold incense on trains to the Underground

The hat was completed, woven with star alignments suited for its wearer

My bracelet was a golden bronze, heavy with spirals and a perfect fit

I was ready to go now, to Florida

Peace did not want me to leave

He tried to keep me focused

Weaving my name into his lyrics,

He called me Star

And that I could not call myself Shine

I waited for the train to stop

I jumped on in the other direction

The people on the train had knobby knuckles

How many of them were dragons

Maybe he was right, maybe I should stay...

I went to Florida

Later that year, OutKast dropped their album;

ATLiens

And for years, I wondered

So, I could only laugh when RZA said his girl believed him

when he told her she was a clone

Nervous laughter, because ain't that some shit Alfred?