More for my kids than the hype alone
Like Lebron n he still ball like he twice as strong
Im alike when da mic is on
Freight train down the lane
Nobody's stopping me
conductors placing claim
They can stop my reach
But they cant figure My locomotive controls
Im Gunhoe to plunge thru
Speaker preacher ear drums too
....your mind gets hung n numb n gets spun too
Like Psychadelics
From my perspective they didnt need a dime inhaled quick....lines....or an ale mixed
with brown shots or some wine
Just from the sum of one rhyme from Lunch time
No cuss lines im buzzed Im
Liquid courage while the lyrics scourage
Impurties that malnourish its perfect
Im an intoxicant on the surface
A little merlot is worth it an earths gift
Have a little fun before its done n births shift to more death place your debt
When your next I just hope your holy
Ghost boasts that your blessed
If u think hes Casper i hope your mind change faster
Prior to flaming chapters with seconds remaining after
revelations to Masters
Avoiding a net of capture
Not only when next to Pastors
Can u jet to the rafters
To ceilings you never crash sir
No explosions or ash or
Tears falling to splash
Cuz
so manies attached
To
a life that could barely scratch
Its potential on the map
So recently eggs have hatched
The enemy quickly snatched
our inner thoughts sparked a
Game of catch
We thinking were flying but wings arent provided
Its not that your penguin this instance you've been silent
It takes awhile to glide but if fallen angels your pilot
The growth of the Eagle beneath you will subside quick
We cant flock together were stuck in a rut divided
Trying to stack chips to stack whips thats classic
But the grounded movement too slow for our using
Even a sports car aint fast enough
To passion us
To Universal sparkle remark ooo
everlasting dust
Trying to win a contest not known for anti-conquests
I traded punch lines for sunshine and breezy bars
And i dont mean Chris but sayin deuces to Demon scars
U dont got faith in the Lord but u believe in Mars
U can feel the wind on your face and even see the stars
Bragging about the science u grip as if it evens Odds
Im of omnipotent reflection not that of potions thats set in
Just of spoken regression of timely crimes
A confession i wasnt always a session
Of better moves i was Dead in
All I chose the blackening of a rose
We concentrate more on thorns
Than of the flowers thats born
And fact our roots regroup
And no matter the storm. I wont win denouncing sin in a world that rather dim
So nobody sees the fight the inner battle within
Better watch for the snakes that gather to venom skin
Slithering with style promising checks and smiles
Just to take your talent n plan it for others while u stranded and tho it is plain and planted
No one will care or demand it be shown by the original when dollars is the motive whatever cloak to boast the most is the focus