is trying to confine me,
I escape with my mind, body, an d soul, ready
to unload for the whole pile, no fractions,
we dominate as crews deteriorate while climbing
up the charts, hail the great of all victims,
the consequences, your top ten list is senseless
And has been found to
be out the question
Tis the season,
and living my life's the reason
For the unexplained actions,
I didn't want to, but had to
They kept pushing me,
so in return, I attack
Hit upsides, front and back,
attitudes, fuck that
I have no fear,
but the day to come of
God
While I'm waiting, I get by by all means
Thieving back, knowledge stolen
from us in the first place
Leading me to the oak land,
to the grace land
Until then, time's ticking
I'm observing money,
material items, make fools funk
So when I'm step two,
I jump to conclusions
I've heard stories and seem to tell in detail,
but now I master arts of life, music, and
history.
Headin' for the glory, focus on 640 acres,
major paper, with dope tracks so you can go
back.
Rememberin' the times, when tombs told you the times,
upping you on my kind.
Cidal skin and legends will live on,
as pressures apply to my people.
Fate measures the distance of death,
after all those oppressed years of strugglin' just
to end up here.
I'll be damned, they take me out quiet, rebels riot,
that's real, steel remains cocked,
waiting for this shit to jump off
It's sequenced to the peak of
perfection the plan is in effect
No one manners except attempt
escape and catch the wreck
Of reality crashing into you
from the back and the sides
When the children of the sky rise,
then nature's compromise
It's sequenced to the peak of
perfection the plan is in effect
No one manners except attempt
escape and catch the wreck
Of reality crashing into you
from the back and the sides
When the children of the sky rise,
then nature's compromise
At times I question my own limits
so I'm in it for the long haul
Catch myself kickin' upon the wrong wall,
even trippin' but I'm strong fallin'
Victim to the power of that song
and gettin' wrapped up
And try but find the exit and cor
rect shit when I back up
And sack up with myself cause
there's no one else to look to
I had a line in
Sinker but forgot about the hook few
Took heed,
I mistook the greed for am bition
Dishin' out my soul like I was rich and
didn't care about the script
When it was written now I'm
wishin' I could rewind
But never been blind to the true fact
that no one's got your back
Only react when action's crucial,
necessary or useful
With a youthful approach,
I keep my head straight and scope out the conditions
Live my rendition of a tight -ass rhyme,
live in le gend's cytope, it's like united we climb
Don't fight it, we bind,
and combine our minds to the beat
Keep it hidden underneath so
what you find is unique
It's sequenced to the peak of perfection,
the plan is in effect
No one man is exempt,
attempt escape and catch the wreck
Of reality crashing into you from
the back and the sides
When the children of the sky rise
to nature's compromise
It's sequenced to the peak of perfection,
the plan is in effect
No one man is exempted when to
escape and catch the wreck
Of reality crashing into you from
the back and the sides
When the children of the skies rise,
then ages compromise
The sequence to the peak
Of perfection
Unique
Yeah
Groucho
In tune, side
OP and living legend
Sick ass
KS
Mystic
James
All that shit
I went to the neighborhood pay less and stole the pick.
You