I dont sull my mind, increase the shine and blind the eyes of jurys
many millions multi worried
For the storm that brings a flury
Lighting catch these fists of fury
Trends they capture what Im after
Helping hands, hope during disaster
Gotta recognize the channels... but this life is just a dream
Im ignorant, a fingerprint going about his means
So the cookies and the cream?
aim gonna enjoy that, destroy that
Im held back, but still kind and whip lashed
You have funny feeling, that somethings special about me
Your absolutely right, no need to contibue doubting
Im a seeker and a leader with a 50 ml
And a 9mm im a crazy cooky creature
But the flaw in my design becomes focused
Into rhyme... and refracts human kind
Thats a failure by design... capatalism
Lead the incision, the growth and cock roach
And the beautiful woman.. proceed with
greed? take speed? Id fall to the proceeds
Im dying for thirst.. i know what my throat needs
Water.. in a spritual sense.. i been traveling on
Yes my pathway intense.. explain the truth to the awesome peeps, digging with an arm to reach.. i do it for uganda, and my folks in Nicaragua..
For Italy and Opera, for intimate deposits
I write this rap and don't look back
The scribblings of a prophet
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