I versus eyelid
Tryna' see through the thin veil
Small lights and large galaxies
Fill up the dark void
Constant change
As I still look back and try to learn
More and books are piled upon my desk
Finished writing,
Another blank page.
Finished reading,
Another wall of text.
Animalized
By the empty looks the mirror gives
Exiling all the facts of truth
But find I'm still ironside to the lies
Flipping through a never-ending glossary
For an answer that doesn't exist
On a search for the infinite
Emotions eight times flipped
They root it deeper down
As if it's the seed that never sprouts
Jun 18, 2016
Jun 18, 2016 at 7:33 PM UTC
Speak while I'm sitting
As the hourglass fades
Free style mindset
Got powers to gain
Still young
Still sprung
Got a lot of life left
So why waste it?
Why hate it?
It's my time to take it
Ain't no more frustrations
If you wanna go from the station
From Earth way to Mars
You must find restoration
Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 12:48 AM UTC
In a constant battle with myself
Visible to anyone
Noticed by few
At times I wonder if I'll ever level up
I feel like Mario due to these castles
We're all cattle
All just rattle-swinging
Trying to shake the past off...
Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 12:35 AM UTC
It's a fact of life that we'll laugh and fight
Get stabbed right in the back, so then you grab a knife
Miss the past, the vice, habits that you had to bite
Balancing the sadness with this pen, can I grasp the light?
Acting passive like no pain is really seeping through
But I guess there's reasons I've barely been sleeping too
I hear your name and feel it's scary, can't believe the truth
I feel insane, go solitary then start feeling blue
Keeping to myself as if I'm found in that demon's hell
Wrath keeps on mocking me, I'm drowning in a weeping well
Wishing I was walking free but bound inside the evil's spell
Feeling like I'm falling, Lee's recounting how the bleeding felt
You see, MIC watched as the people yelled
Says he wants to paint a picture but the easel fell
Lately I'll complain as the sinner in the mirror swells
Askin' "Why can't God can make a scripture like the steeple's bell?"
Deer in the headlights, I ended up in the ditch
Went for love, left questioned what it even is
Fear that my head's right, I bent the wrongs to a grin
Mental drugs, rest threatened such would leave me stiff
If you believe in this, I'm saying I believe in you
You don't need a noose, escape it and just breathe as you
Try to find the two U's inside the I
Try to find the truth's glue, it binds the pie
Just take your fist and raise it to the sky
If you have a wish, well then today you won't be crucified
Seed to grow the fruit, pineal of the nuclei
Freedom so that you get the people here to unify
Jun 4, 2016
Jun 4, 2016 at 4:58 PM UTC
Everybody's lacking confidence
Everybody's just a slave to the banking's dominance
Everybody's backing arguments
Everybody's in a maze of ever-ranking documents
Everybody's wanting paradise
Everybody's facing hate and then responding scared of life
Everybody's falling, paralyzed
Everybody's hesitating when they see a haunting pair of eyes
They're always drinking on the victim's blood
Their rain's got me thinking that existence rusts
We should be shouting that "the system's ******
Now, stop the doubting, let resistance flood...
Everybody's seeming blinded
Everybody's blighted, everybody's teaching me a virus
Everybody's seeking eyelids
'cause when it comes to really being
They ain't seeing through their iris
Everybody's mind is stuck in the end
Everybody's lied, and then were judging a friend
Everybody's cried and then said **** it, I'm dead"
Everybody's died, I bet they're loving the dread
Everybody's heard the story
Everybody's missing when they're on the search of Dory
Everybody's sure they're sorry
Everybody's wishing they could find the worth of glory
Everybody's been through hardship
We peer through the glass of a see-through market
Lately I'm thinking that I've been too modest
'cause they want me in a cage, so I speak zoo knowledge
Ha - who's calling me? 2Pac and B.I.G, 'cause we're dying to live
Who's calling me? 2Pac and B.I.G., 'cause we're dying to live
I'm just trying to give back, that line is a zig zag
I want some food for thought but all I find is a big mac
Deep in your head's where they mine with a pickaxe
Claiming we have freedom but they silence the chit chat
I'm simply thinking we should bridge the cut
Instead of always sinkin 'cause the distance was
Shorter than we thought to keep persistence up
So join me when I say that the systems ******
Jun 4, 2016
Jun 4, 2016 at 4:53 PM UTC
Way back, way back
Rewind time like a VHS
Way back, way back
Yesterday was feeling stressed
Today I am feeling changed
Things don't have to be the same
Way back, way back
I feel just like a kid again
Walk around the world with wonder in my eyes
From the darkness I emerged, you would love it if you tried
You've got to accentuate the positive
We're all gods and goddesses
Never falling off, 'cause we're on top of it
Watched the topic shift quick from an obelisk
To talkin' shhh, I don't really get why people follow it
'cause last night - I had an epiphany
The ambrosia full of life we can grab, no hostility
Way back, way back, see I was really free
But as the days past, gained masks like I was shielding me
Now there is no fear in me, I'm way back revering Lee
I don't **** a beat - I pick it up, it's healing me
Now I only deal in peace, surrendered to my dying wish
To just be climbing higher, Mike - remember how you livened it
Likened to the older you, both in the past and what's to pass
And what's to pass? It wasn't bad, I know this 'cause I'm coming back
Hard to be the chosen when you're lost in awfully deep emotion
Prophecies unspoken, walking tokens, ought to see awoken
Qualities unfrozen, brought to motion harmonies and woven
All this in a piece, no apologies for being open
Calling pleas, you know him as a quiet kid, who tried to spit
Might have tripped a couple times, but that's alright, I write to live
Mic is gripped tight in my fist, I've got my own back
Own path, own goals, no wrath, all soul
Jun 4, 2016
Jun 4, 2016 at 4:43 PM UTC