PART 1 : "THE PROBLEM" | ..I'm stuck inside the quicksand..physically, mentally ..tryin to break free from the chains of the enemy seein spirits at night... my ancestors visit me providin' what I need..for me to achieve victory.. ..view myself spiritually..define myself lyrically the soul is intangible...the mind is a mystery .. both are entangled...thru science & history.. speakin on a higher level.. not many feelin' me.. ..all they wanna talk about is cars, money, jewelery girls, weed, hennessy...they speakin' out foolishly I'm actin like a druid, while im writin' rappers eulogy's.. someone gotta do it...so i volunteered.. who but me? nightmare on elm street...haunt MCs while they sleep grim reaper.. gravedigga..dream 6 feet deep.. bread winner, slave spitta..do it for my peeps walkin with a pack of wolves dressin like flock of sheep.. |
PART 2 : "THE PLAN" | Stay on the low now...watch as I show how ..the young shoguns prep for the showdown.. ..watchin' the sun set... It's about to go down when we in full effect..watch em get mowed down we leave 'em missin', no one answers as the phone dials.. we on a mission son..Indiana Jones style they think I'm jokin?..bout to blow up like a bomb now first they provoke me then they like "marz calm down" Don't want a problem now...talkin to problem child ..they think they're wild, talkin hard like they run town actin like they're hot shit..in reality they're clowns u'll see their face drop when me nd Barss come around .. we let the bass rock.. till we shake the damn ground! they speakin' Aesop's fables out they damn mouths! while they're in story time. we lookin for the glory now roar of the lion's how we sound.. while they all meow |
PART 3 : "THE SOLUTION" | Life's gettin' wild now.. think I need a time out. think I need to calm down, before I go nd foul out.. feelin like I'm tied down... feelin tired, lyin down ..not much to smile about... everybody's dyin now take it as a sign that I'm closer to the shine now grind now.. what else can I do? but survive now? memories of dead peers, runnin' thru my mind now past years, good times.. somethin' I can't find now ..maybe it's dark or I'm lookin in the wrong place... ..deep in thought, arms folded..with a long face What does it cost? no matter.. doin what it takes never fold, never break.. always find another way.. ..ride thru the night time.. till the moon goes away blessings I receive, givin' thanks for everyday.. meditate, sit & pray... not sure how many relate.. everyday, I sit & wait, until I see the pearly gates... |
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