Yo it all started, since mankind dearly depart departed,
Heartless handshakes, since the shady deals went into a bake,
Souls on fire, how can I escape the material desirea,
Everybody so quick to die, rush of ecstacy, just to get ahead of thee,
Next man there's a lays a dead man,
It's all apart of the master plan,
Circumvent the real topics, media stay flashing poison on ya optics,
Fake **** I dropped it, hard to knock it, if I'm one of the top prophets,
Kin to Noah, let me show ya, how the words strengthen like a boa,
The shows over, I stopped rocking the boat  once I learned the universal notes,
Angelic being casting beams and, see the stars reaming in,
Blocked the seeds of demons, tryna to enter in,
My state of mind, it's hard to find, ya self in the serpentine signed design,
Architect my intellect, to advoid hell that's being sent,
Daily drama, til manana imma, keep flexing the real,
Like hot shots from the steel, you'll feel,
The pressure
As the temperatures, lows stay on the bolo,
Keep the radar low,
Off the grid, they can't off this kid, God Tutankhaman,
The True marksman aimed for discipline,
Never let the haters close in,
I'm Robert Greene with the pen, stabbed into ya melon, with words,
That cut like swords, illuminate the heavenly vocal chords,
Everybody can't jump aboard, the night train learn from others pains,
Highs to lows, that brangs, sadness in-between numb my brain,
To human intelligence treasons,
I'm giving ya reasons,
Why we here don't have no fear, cuz I know when I die, I'll be one of the sun tears,
Next to God on the throne, deep voiced baritone, another subject clone,
Judgement to atone, modern day Babylon, riding the edge of Armegeddon,

What is love, it's a like smeared cloud
Floating above,
Then comes the storm, lightning thunder
To rain,
Then comes the pain, flooded inside of your brain,
Hard to drain, things remain,
A strain which I could break the curse
Of the sane,
But it seems that's the way God destined
It to reign,
Since the sins came, babies born into pain sighs closed eyes with cries,
Blood over the body, represent the Christ image of love and hate,
Heaven and hell mirror of fate, wish it
Wasn't so late,
Nine months from the very first seed
That's dates,
A comfortable consent, souls linked together sitting like flint,
Two sparked minds, laying out the sunshine  melanin delightful kind,
I gotta take care of minds, ultrasound showing great signs of a divine,
No time to get behind, I see em laying,
In the fetal position,
Praying inside of the earth globes, til the mother explodes,
Another soul welcome to hell, where loosin your life is the only bail,
True freedom weighs only in death, so don't hold your breath,
For too long I'm too strong, cycling more rhymes than Armstrong,
And every thing else above, something mysterious, about true love

Yeah all for the bond
The only way I'll die is by the gun
Cuz I live by it die by it
Revolutionist at heart
Been destined for this since the start
Of my birth while demons catchin' mirth
Hell continues on earth
Got po' folks robbin' po' folks
Got a bunch of hoodlums
Toting glocks gun smoke
Ya for a ten piece of rock
Got **** too much drama
No help from uncle Sam slam the hood is like a jail cell
Institutionalized can't live well
Lite my hydro so ya can get a whiff and smell
Reality Its hard to rehabilitate
From a damaged mentality
The principality  taking over
Soon to be rolled over
If don't take back our rights
I ain't going out without a fight
I'm an outlast outlaw
Raw don't give a **** if I last
And if the gun blast
Bury
me with my shot gun
With triple stars on my grave
I'll die a violent hero
Gotta be brave



Hell yeah i was nothing
creatin' from nothing
struck out the atmosphere in the drop of a tear
then came fear eyes open cryin'
soaked in blood folks above
bright head lights smiles of mad joy
doctors said its a boy 
then turned grimace they seen a early menace
im misbehavin' since i got esoteric messages from the maven
back again its return of the panther
stick enemies with my rugers flex harder than luger
who want it? bullets i flaunt it?
likes its my bad ***** hot stitch switch
then back to reality back to life
stickin' deep into intellects like a butcher knife
bleed ya with thorough knowledge
know the ledge get it? got ammo under the bed
so when the feds
come all they get is a peace of my flames instead
burn souls bodies start to quiver
stuck in the eternal dark hell starts to shiver
overload
o yea im the brother that the government warn about
seekin' my where about?
i stay concealed like Waldo ya know
but i may see my doomsday
may get hit like Don Vito  gaspin' for breath
news headlines sayin' im dead but don't know i just fled
machievelli principles im livin' too many sinnin'
earth full of malice soon to perish
and im still battlin' sables puttin'
friction on haters that cause major sparks
from Texas to the upper eastern coast of New yorK!!

This is for the seasoning of ya brain,
Hits harder than fresh cut *******,
It's simple and plain,
Light my jane, only of few of us is sane, in a world so insane vain,
Once I found my essence deadly presence,
When I creep with the instincts,
Slow to blink, saw death many a times left my conscious to stink,
Couldn't keep the filth from my mind,
Now I'm focused on the divine,
Align my spine, to the three routed pyramids
Check the cold digs,
Stars glistening like water to wind whispering, tell me when,
The time is right to strike, baggy jeans neo shirt with that Cortez nikes,
Iight let's get it on, you in the way of a don,
Y'all stay swimming in pondz,
While I'm the ocean coasting, yaht looking fat but in far from boasting,
Champagne toasting, we living the good life gotta good wife,
Who pinned to my life, forfeited enemies equals a blazing victory,
Sweet as hickory, barbecue ya view patience is virtue, I thought I told you,
I move at the pace of a snake, carefully await before I strike the bait,
Tongues a sword master mic lord, quick to gilloutine slow string the chords,
Of a vocal some say I'm loco, stay laced with the cocoa, performance ocho,
Bed *** make the sheets wet, lay trips that my girl will never forget,
Iight it's no regrets, ice riveted on the Rolex treat everyday like it's that last rep,
Squeeze out darkness let me shine sparks
To this,
I stay on top like Ludacris, some take it as a diss, I'll just dismiss,
The true lyricist judge only by the finest,
Diamonds princess,
Stand in line and witness, the greatest scene youve ever seen,

The last of the dying breed, yes indeed, I'm an old soul on the wayside of the need,
A broken seed, but felt the greed,
Inside of my mother wombs, cracked the egg out of the spiritual tomb,
Now I'm up in this heirloom, of madness saw nothing but gladness,
Once I was pushed out my mother thighs, we both had tears in our eyes,
But it was her joy and pain, and I was letting out the pain, as the blood rained,
All over my body, cursed by nature and the emotional comraderies,
Even before the sun rides, into darkness replace by the moons elegance,
Glowing showing, wisdom comforts in the most deepest part,
Of the heart apart, from the real, saw visions of many holding the steel,
And still, got nothing to show but hurt pain and drama,
slashes with no comma,
Feel the trauma, meditate wisdom, when it's no more happy days and imma,
Show em how I ride out the killer in me,
Since the days of infantry,
I was born to die to why, even try to change me

Yo so many pretties out chea, tryna be the baddest ***** of the year,
So many tears I see from the sweat, can't count on happiness,
If the closest thing to money, is being the realist, y'all ain't feeling this,
Tryna get a ***** to hear this, but they'll take it as a diss,
Can't see over the diamonds that bliss, ever since I was sunkissed,
I knew my life, was ****** over, hard to stand tall, and be a soldier,
End times is near, have no fear, angels swarming, demons cornered,
Pay attention the laws is written, why y'all lounging around, ain't listening,
To the sweet nothing, fighting over material ****, I see the monopoly pit,
It all falls down, born with nothing so I'll die with nothing,
Must be a pain to glutton, then all of sudden, they stay buying our rights,
While they got you focused on the black white stereotypes,
Peeping the game, that was told by Albert Pike despite,
The rawness of evilness, I take in and slowly progress,
My mind no time, to chase money, cuz it'll always run away,
Collection of souls, yo it's time to pay, the grim reaper ain't got nothing to say,
Only to repeat the same madness everyday
Once they take you away,


This dedicated to coppertone ******
White ******
Mexican ******
All y'all colored mofos
Y'all ain't exempt
Everything is ****** prepared
For the rumours of war
Know laws being signed as we speak
G'yeahh

Tis the seasons, find something to believe in,
Everyday new grieving,
Hard to be on the receiving in,
Money is the ultimate ambition x2


Manifested knowledge, without putting work through college,
Check my collage, philosophy of agony, y'all probably,
Ain't really feeling me, cuz my bars ain't about gun bars,
I'm all about ours, self respect over the tech, position my intellect,
Universal mind control, I sealed my soul, got more soul than Satchmo,
As the horns blow, melodies bleeding from
Heavens symphony,
Hell ain't too far behind, I been a pinhead since I was breed,
Into this unit of flesh, this is just a test, so how can I manifest,
Ingest the hungers of pain, in my brain on the edge of the insane,
Melanin seeds, yes indeed, I only put positive thoughts,
To intrigue the souls of people, yo
I give em what they need,
Backed off reality, took a look at my own
Autobiography,
Paper and pen, I write it properly, locked into
This earths prison property,
And I still shed, tears from my baby, though she long away and gone,
I still vibe off that old song, dancing and everyday romancing,
At night, I peep the stars glistening, close my mind to listen,
Deep within, I see the spoils of sins, can't break the imminent vision,
Of prophecies, written on a scroll, my soul feels of the old, rock and roll,
This is the wake up show, wear we seize hate and let the love grow, Yo






Gazing off into space, tryna find a pace
In this everyday rat race,
But that ain't the case, folks love to stick ya
Like paste then waste,
Ya feelings onto the streets, my soul can't even speak no more,
Wonder why we at war, with each other for, either rich or poor,
I sit on the surface core, to explore, new life of meaning in between,
No hate can intervene and, peeling,
Back the layers of time,
Still gotta get mines, no time to let chaos
In my mind, as I grind,
New version of sunshine, no lights flickering
From one time,
Or brothers to drops gems on a dime, still got hopes in mankind,
If we just peeped, the seven signs, cities of many golden hills,
Sway from the shills, and the government wheels, that roll on,
Like the band that plays on,
Different dance new beat, that you can hum along, the weak or strong,
Still feel the high off the seventies strung, and all madness that rung,
Fifty years later, still ain't feeling greater, seems more evil caters,
To good men no pretend, still stuck on false
Dividends,
Lyrical contortionist, the arsonist, hard for y'all to part from this,
Digest this feel, in ya soul like soul food, laying out smooth grooves,


Tis the seasons, find something to believe in,
Everyday new grieving,
Hard to be on the receiving in,
Money is the ultimate ambition x2