I got afraid, when I stayed in my mind, through all 4 seasons I had no reasons, but just the rhymes, straying lovers and friends, I noticed no one's in, so gaining sense and soul, must mold myself to pin, down to the building blocks, clock spots to stock, yachts sailing to the dock, brought the flock to stop, one lone grown clone, ****** in a zone, shown, coned as unknown, honed as my own.

Speak words of love that influence me, FAVORED WISDOM, with no respect, I take the rep for this, PLAGIARISM, you learned the birds and bees, truth and lies, then LAID THE VISION, and me, I took it easy, just to please me, PLAYED THE MISSION, yes I played it alright, I played a BAD DECISION, poor execution brought rebuking in the DAYS YOU LISTENED, treated a great opportunity with LAZE AND WISHING, so I was DISSING my own ambition to PAINT A PRISON.

I'm quick to witness the thickness in these sprawls that crawls with paws, but mask it's laws cause in all it's lost it's cause, I'm only my boss, where I cross determines if I get tossed or sauced, and flossed or glossed, so what's the cost, cause most of us are in the realm, thinking we've overwhelmed ourselves so we picture hell, living frail only prevails a seldom welcome emblem, try to tell em that no one sells em and the world  condemns em, never send em a way to venom these stems that prove offensive, I remain defensive, extensive measures make my thoughts pensive, you only get attention whenever your thing is demanded, but your truly stranded, your plans are banished so you've vanished.

You sabotaged my catalogue that's clogged with songs, I gave you all my feelings, all my pain through rights and wrongs, and through the steam, it seems you killed my image, available legacy set to be where you can't diminish, but I guess last call comes from all that want a soul, to chase materialistic to crystallize their hold, cold and bold, how it's sold simply it had worked, though still I lurk for the birth of truth and death of Earth.

Check your thesaurus, enjoy the chorus by falsettos, go forward one letter and then you pedal towards the ghettos, blessed with the spiritual, lyrical range of concepts, quick with unkind reps, but my steps define self, though buckled with strange belts that felt as if they just came a loose, remember Juice, it seems a truce to things is never true, so I subdue but risk the chew from the world around me, baritones will sing the songs of what all surrounds me, I travel soundly to Illmatic cause the stories inspire me, entirely, brought into a view of society, that fires me, driven to rip holes in living soul, but I maintain hold cause the cold is bitter froze, fit for whatever's told cause the blows are pretty late, will I return face to the gates that keep me cased, if I dodge base, and the hate of deadly shrooms, that spells doom in the room that's getting groomed, facing an interlude that intrudes to not consume interest in flowers bloomed that resume to bless the noon, forever in the loom of the goons that get me wore, quick to cause sores from adoring the corner stores, It is bleak but you will eat when you just retreat, watch the streets cause it competes with it's fad critique.

Spitting thoughts that come to my brain, sitting on the train, wondering when will I pertain, fame to others games, I heard of change, but my eyes saw it otherwise, maybe statistics of epidemics are there to lie, can't help but clear my eyes and shy from the poisoned streets, practice of aiming heat defeats peace, so **** the beat, I love critique, but I seek to take the full credentials, don't judge a rare potential if you can't bear essentials, weapon is my pencil cause I can't afford a pen, with it I wore the lens to form the mends and score a ten, defend a friends revenge towards a man makes a foe, that brings you to a low, asking bro's where to go.

Be hot, or kick rocks, cause you stopped from grabbing something that you tried to reach, you blame your self-esteem that creamed cause your hate for speech, you let it go down the road, sold to one like you, his imperfections wore through core, sore, more than you, you hit the block and you stopped, when you saw this dude, acting rude to that possession, stressing attitude, we rap interludes to prove wounds makes us doomed, and so we lost touch, paralyzed to our preludes, who really loses when bruises abuses one who's trapped, it's steady facts, that we call this act a bad rap, in mind you claimed you'd protect and prep for whom you cared, but only action you performed was a silent stare, it's hard to bear but it's there, faired all for you, never got a chance to boast what you could've showed her, man's companion is his champion, but no attention, can bring some loose apprehension but still with no intentions, hard to speak, but what you could reach, made me preach this, touching on the sense of timidness that made you speechless.