In my mind what determines how I write these rhymes in little time constructing lines that pierce through your eyes into your soul some would say I'm in my prime cause My words are worth gold and I don't believe in crimes The world is so cold you can buy a man with dollar signs We live in a generation where a beautiful woman is belittled to a dime But is more valuable to a mankind than gold and diamonds.
Now Realize we're due for Realignment, Reassignment by our masters in hiding while I'm typing in the silence I hear the riots of the people protesting and fighting shaking the earth like thunder and lightning.