A morning in the life of a king, self-proclaimed fame I pursued, fresh food for a refreshed mood, an early riser with these sunny side up eggs, a compliment to chickens who would give chicks value fore they even know it, never blow it or throw them in the trash, one's trash is another man's treasure, a measure of a poor man's appreciation, never preach till you reach what you seek, a false prophet's profits in the so-called rapture he speaks, in his speech was disaster, at least one can master their intentions, conductor of the engine, engineers fear in his motor skills, walking with his head down, sounds how a deer in the headlights talks, but I'm a sly snake that convinces him he really had his head in the right place, notice how he cracks a smile, in a style so sure and as pure as a child's first impression; though he battles apprehension, his attention span spans more than the average man's, a sign of respect, but the elect can ***** fear, challenging his own peers to adhere to his bigger picture, if it's clear to their own triggers, he figures out how to collect figures, but my mission was to mold him in his image, told him if he holds down from scrimmage, he can total up his own game plan, but it's odd how he became..the same man as me, I had to free myself from my freedom speech, impeach myself, he increased his reach, and peaked in wealth.

Follow the leader but never creep any deeper cause he seeks to keep his reaper for ones who peeping to reach his teasers, like wide receivers, I'm only reading the the routes I got, never spit I'm hot in a pit of shock or I'm getting shot, if they drop, you hop, and plot your execution to reach your conclusion that they was losing from too much fusion, have no delusions, illusions of bruising pukes' you're fluted, rigged as you fidget, you dig it?, you live like you disputed, with your bail, compel well, this calls for yah, not just yourself, but all's health, for all lawyers.

I open my bible I want survival, first thing that comes to mind is disciple, live with that title, cause Jesus CHRIST is my only idol, his word went viral, but still some think his message ain't vital, their suicidal, several billion lives torched right in a pile, live for this while, around the goons that take my best and give death threats through trial, find it hard to see their image their finished and in denial, I put my life to his and settle through reconcile, his sheep are not saints but they walk free in single file, we live by the word no demons heard he hears me dial, the code that gives me breath from death on to survival, now welcomed as HIS own I'm known as his disciple, so I live on with that title.

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.

The horror core was made to store the poor; in memoirs I mourn from sorting scorns of foreign thorns, in my dorm it's never warm cause the norm is storms, of searing locust that will **** your focus notice swarms, provoking ****, so I'm torn- growing horns that force, a different course, no remorse through this game of horse, all my progress won't be forced though I will extort, to build my fort, and abort hoarse sounds from dorks, of different sorts.

Condense into a dense comment with common sense, when we hit the fence, we tense and **** suspense, praise will dispense a prince into a king, immense power will nourish and flourish you in the spring, ding the bell will ring and bring you cross the layers, haters turn to strayers and smiles will hit the players, prayers do their part outsmarting the sparse darts, strength will push the carts that start to strain the heart, narks will turn to sparks and follow the sorrow shame, then you pop your collar cash dollars in street fame.

Is it the man in me or the song she sings that makes me so proud?

Is it the mind of me? Her melody, that makes the sky have no clouds?

I guess it's her, she's beautiful, she's golden like a trophy.

Anyone who heard her voice would cheer, I'm glad she really knows me.

When the world is stuck and worn out and there's nothing left to do,
her voice will shed some light on us bringing joy to me and you.

I never hate but congratulate, her voice sounds never wrong.

I just sit back and lay here..every time she sings her song!

My ears become amazed, my eyes no longer hazed as I gaze, into a surrounding city where the sounds got me lost in a maze, grab a saxophone and play, got all the time I have today, see the world gets stuck just on one thing, till that thing just ain't the **** one day, that Boney James got me rocking, Dancing Fantasy got me knocking, I'm stopping and clocking out my job so I can keep on jocking, the beats got me lost in a trance, time to grab a girl and dance all night, cause I feel like, I'm out of sight, so let's do this right, let's not fight, it's my delight to be a gentleman and enjoy the scene, thought California took the cake with pleasure, but I never seen, harmony to the full extent, relaxation to the heaven sent, backgrounds that make me lose my breath, what a perfect setting, now the times are set, bungee jump, never tried that yet, even though my fear of heights and death, got me thinking taking second chances, scandalous times makes the days go wreck, this Jazz City slowing down the flow, creative mind just let things go, like **** smoking, super senseless joking, got you doing things you never done before, ask me to go?, I'm staying here!, ***** you see I'm happy here!, ain't nothing but those sounds of cheer, that's the reason why I kicked you out of here, can't resume my fear, bring this sound to youth, jazzy sounds will bring you out the truth, going back and forth through the years you see we still act up and we choose to shoot, turn that car and loop, back to this city, free your mind from high sadity, talk to your soul while your words are witty, thank you God for jazz city.

My mannerisms made to understand grammar standards planned for man, consolation for a solid nation, hand in hand, the ****** fan ran, kicking cans, stumbled in quicksand, the streets sinks deep when a ***** stands, it's street poetry, flowing forward to foreign as stillborns, it killed norms so it's scoring chills, pills for your sleep cause you're knowing me as nightmares, but I never fight you cause I might care?!, the right fare we have paid for the better days rays past hell's stares, the better term is welfare, fell hairs short of it, good qualities, driven to a policy that's killing our equality, still it taught that once upon a time statement, hatred as we face it, is basic, degrading of the basement will erase it, though placement of the pavement of our love these self-destructive forces touch too, ******* with seduction of destruction of your well-rounded function judges you, AS THROUGH.

Business as usual, a resolution hard to commit to, maybe cause I'm trying to forget you, it ain't you it's me, it ain't me that sees things without you, ain't it a clue to you?, friends overrated, but being underappreciated by one that wants to make it on his own, grown men gotta learn to own pain, they created or it's fated that we live with shame, and be the same, am I to blame?, every step that I take is like footsteps on flames, I avoid speaking names and recently got my number changed to fit the code of conduct I must live by, so why bother?, why not leave me alone and make history fulfilling what I want for once?!, it's your greatest chance to make it, brothers put the cart before the horse and never get a chance to make it right.. cause now you're borderline on a boundary I will never compromise with the ones that try to cross it.. my unapologetic means to be straightforward, only left a brother at the crossroads, and exposed, for letting it get this far...I guess it's a bar, I could never set.. or maybe I'm just eager to stop, giving up too fast, I should make it last, in regards to your *** strictly judging from the past, my hindsight caught me from the blindside, but I don't give two *****, I've been reality's *****, and it led me, to following instincts from my mind.

Introduction is sudden to such seduction, I cry, but the silence from my mouth without the doubts is no lie, so further fly to the sky for definitive living although repetitive, attentive to the change is forgiving, forcing revisions to rekindle, hindering dividends, aftermath, I get caught up involving products I'm ******* in, hoping the sinners listening, giving a second chance, beginners who understand me, demand me to plan my stance, refusing to their commands, commencing to gain a value, we formed the losses of man, the cost is bosses we salute, getting gruesome induces what we ****** as a function, so as you read this, believe it's a growing fetus I'm *******.

Save us all!, save us all!, save us all!, my glass is filled full yet I'm not yet fulfilled, I hope rainbows help pain goes, I kiss the sky, it's a long kiss goodnight, I see you in my dreams, hope that you catch me when I freefall at my door, the ******* is flooding my mansion where more turns to less, I confess this latchkey is not masterful when I'm unhappy, my happiness right behind tough skin, puffing that dough though it bothers me still, why can't I make it unless it's a thrill, prayers that's laced with my hate, I embrace it and contemplate fate, I'm faded!, run *****, run!, run *****, run!, run *****, run!, run!, breathless from all this violence that was done, blindfolded, back against the wall I see, I struggled to embody me free!, the pity in streets...

Dehydration from the vibrations of citations that dried occasions, hide my patience, die sedation, I want just gyration, why administrate not knowing fate we all debate?, keep your eyes peeled to conceal sense of shield, maybe a quotes appeal soaks it's deal from it's origins, study how we collect culture from beyond the foreign, in this present time, a sentence rhymes if it chimes, a quote will be sublime if it shows its time defined.

Blended with intended mends of tenderness, I send for bliss, every stroke I paddle, I must travel for your lavish kiss, perfect is my fantasy but searching for the sanity, opposes with humanity that closes in the vanity, stand with me as I proceed, poetry unfolds my need, lonely, I'm a phony acting coldly but I boldly heed, for a WOMAN'S coming so I summon blushing when we're touching, clutching with affection, my impression mentions love's intentions.

The forecast!, is tops dropped, wide coverage, the media exposes ******* at a fast rate, rain go away, call me crazy but you motherfuckas only get shady when it was sunshine, so y'all complain when it only rains one time, in a year where you all fear being clear; now it's a new day!, I'm through with life sentence, and isn't it cool, I call it fame with a vengeance, assurance and endurance.. very durable.. is it a cure?, or was it all ego?, a beta male can tell me, you alpha's gotta look from inside out, beta's gotta look no further, cause you wild n out, the surprise is in, there's about to be a lot of bloodshed if these ******* don't **** the fasade, c'mon and ride with your boy, we about to go a hundred deep in this ******* and I ain't playing!, if you feel what I'm saying, tighten your chest, you claim you'll take a bullet but you won't come home for humble pie?!, and it's a shame cause it's sugarcoated, didn't even need to go in deep, we'll take our time to die. CAUSE LIFE IS GOOD.

Invent yourself, Innovate your life.

Provide yourself a little break, and come to take on the patience of a man who could lose it all tonight, where every move was calculated, count em all as useless if he uses them to do what he was used to doing, eyes bloodshot red where you could see all his years within the sight of his mind, I find peace in what's disclosed, cause that's what he knows..I find nothing that scares me, challenges the vision but perception won't impair me, I find that he's in blindness, and this is me on steroids, it's stronger than drugs, you see the changes before and after entertaining strangers..feeling sorry for the kids cause I wanna be their voice, knowing it's a choice to let them play, and live and let live, I've got a hit-list for ones that didn't get this message- I give em mercy asking "how they want it?", and that was business, cause now I've got another hit, I'll be the hit man..the proof is in the pudding..never do the things you shouldn't, but either way I'm doing what he should've did, we could've been a force, but he would've been scared cause I got enemies of course.

The ex cons brutal lonely lifestyle, wasn't the right style to start a new life, plus he had kids that were grown up, but he never shown up to see them grow, what a bad sight, it seems the years are all wasted, now he has to face it, wishing that he only was different, but see the LORD knew he was trying, kept his soul from dying, although he must still walk the distance, don't have to part the red seas, or take down a giant, just be reliant to the ones who had loved you, go head and start a congregation, lead every nation, and be awakened to JEHOVAH above you, go be a husband to the wife at home, who had to fight alone to raise the kids through the struggle, cause we know what type of life this is, with all our might we give our own to get out this bubble, yeah it's a mission that must be completed, but your strengths' not depleted, once you give you receive it, I'd rather go this way than turn feeling cheated, always feeling defeated, must gain the faith that is needed.

I'm microscopic in the topic of philosophical nature, I label you my saviour if majoring in my favor, but later, you learn the reason I deal with acidic razors, lay lasers on stray haters, debaters, and commentators, outrageous, I get contagious, and never spacious, courageous, must strategize all the stages like making raises on wages, you never claim humans praises cause through your phases it changes, and though you're aging, their raging is bound to caging your brazen days.

My Intelligence is questioned, I guess the route I chosen out in life had others guessing, about the common sense that I possess in my possessions, with nothing left to lose I must confess to rest the stressing, so now I'm learning lessons stressing what I gotta do to make this right, the decisions I make- beyond this point affects my life, If I wanna be happy I must excel on to the light, this Early Life Crisis increases will to learn and fight!

I'm justified to **** the justice system from behind, and let the homies hit it cause it ain't no fun if the homies don't get none, lady liberty is bribed-to work for thugs mansion, in exhange for a makeover, we find the man guilty!, scapegoats caused packed jails, and bond is useless, use whiteout on blackmail!, this black male who was right out this white man's world.. hope his standards- can stand the test of time, I'm sitting on my morals and demand I have the time, to plot against the system so my brothers can avail, don't wanna cause hell, but in a subtle sense I wish to rob it blind, as the middle child I could slip between the cracks, and find the reason why my father failed to tell his son the battles' just begun for me- so come strapped!, I never meant to grip a gat, but once I heard the facts, I can't take it back!, they better take my life!, and be the reason that the world turns faster, I would've made it standstill, and let em see a real disaster.

I can't go missing cause I listen to the gun that made me show up, it pops off, I pop up and shot from the start, accurate enough to be better than what I aimed for, this is what I came for...distorted in the matrix, I enjoy my animation, and though my hype is patient, vibrant vibes are my vibrations, can't try to hide hating, someone taught you wrong, maybe cause they love to hate the love you hate to hide, forgiving all the Saints that beaten my boys down, they try to teach em how to be saints and never get complacent, plus they keep it on tape to make em remember the days of old, the wild wild west learns the ways of the ***** south, better watch our mouth next time, if we can collaborate we make it last forever, though we show em all our skills that prove we're better than we were, might injure each other we should expect the friendly fire, inspires us all to not retire as an enemy, we shall be higher.

When a tear drops, eyes close, cries define souls, blind when I press recline cause my mind rewinds blows, loving the smell the of pine in a fine time of fashion, in Calabasas, I can lax the fastest, facts I must grasp with glasses, joy in the back of cabs, crab and lobster don't mean I prosper, cracks on the track, I seen imposters trying to scheme the sponsors, are they redeemed demeaning demons seen in a team of goners, check if their numbers crumbling if they're fumbling then shun their roster.

I'm convinced, and I believe, I'm only seconds from admitting I admire what transpires from desire ever since, the word itself is bond as we bond as a witness, that this was just a dream come true, no witchcraft in my craft, it's work, the tangibles from my intagibles for sure, that shall endure, whatever thoughts mature from the process of itself and the things that I perceive, that magic is naive and it never ages like fine wine, or was it me never satisfied with it's instant gratification that shows the immaturity in my imagination, it's a question for ages and through the 7 ages of man, I might be a wizard within the last stage, I guess I'd figure I'd drop gems and leave paper trails if you follow my footsteps and pull a rabbit out a hat and tip it to me, we have a chemistry so visions of a chemical imbalance never get to me, you've been such a good friend, you ain't never had a friend like me, postcards from the nyc that shows how we touch souls to the people that ascend like me!!!

Reception of my conception was testing the schemes with the questions, I never became it's possession if it led to stressing, of course oppression is a lesson learned if it's earned, if you flexed the term, Quest, was the next concern, adjourned to it's burns, kept risks that could've slept, every single step, heavy breaths, tingled reps, though a mingled text, brought you amateur perception, brighter words could've served you a pure reception.

Braggadocious, hokus pokus, still I focus on the clarity from second chances, cause I was hopeless, keep yourself at bay, snakes love to come in water, though I'm drowning in the wettest ***** from this ***** that caught me slipping, gave no credit to my coaches game, and no wonder they got- to crash the party when I'm feeling myself, you see I feel that you can't touch me when there is no one above me outselling the biggest artist that would take himself too serious and shoot himself in the foot, I'm curious to know why he would try to bite my style when he can't even walk in my shoes, and see me as a criminal that believes there's one and only, openly I have no homies, when on the clock, and I feel that time can be your enemy, I wish it stops, I wanna make my fans standstill- and be cautious cause man can ****, a mouthful, I might be in doubt, to recognize what I'm about- I realize it's for the clout, with nothing left to lose except- why the ****!, it had to be this way cause sometimes my victims need some luck.

I'm a beast, in this release, I got peace, bringing new beats to the streets.. so when the people peep the pieces, peep the pieces people!, a piece of me gives you peace of mind, never going hungry, keep me on repeat, piecing me together, just complete the puzzle, people will compete, will you keep your hussle?, cause the struggle will continue when the people lose their mind being selfish, people prove they're helpless to each other, I keep it color concious cause these color commentators keep the commentary colorful and graphic.. but our people keep it black and white, why we need it grey?, guess they're tired of the truth, so the lies kept us straight on tract for contact through combat, comrades turning through the crack contact..and my contacts never believe, so I keep em out of contact, put it in the context, keep it as a contract- cause we never will contract if we counteract, can I get a hand-clap please?!!, wonder why those high-fives brought me to my knees, now I hit em with a two-piece, just to keep it g- but they keep a tab on me- tell my fans piece.. got love past streets to the og's, and the homies seeking release- in this release, I got peace.

If we don't have an answer today, we'll never have an answer tomorrow, just more tore up blocks, crooked cops, revenge and pain and sorrow, it makes no sense to borrow knowledge cause it's given back, I see Einsteins and prodigies but sense is what we lack, pull my gun out the sack and notice just what I am doing, I may have took this guys earthly life, but I'm the one that's ruined, prosecution pursuing, little ignorant ******* *****, we should be just way more thankful for the law, and scary snitch, but it's like we done glitched and drifted ourselves too far apart, the movements and racial rallies plagued us from the start, try to leave and depart, wait!, there's no where else to go, no one's speaking or righteous seeking, now we take a blow, so this goes to show, it's hell down on this Earth, evil babies are coming live warped right after birth, this life ain't worth asking questions just bout our future, it's a dark road ahead of us, crippled with pain it's super- deranged!

My son and daughter, your father's heart is slaughtered, I feel I'm bothered, by many stints that's tense, they wanted, to keep me on it, and their impression gets me tested and I get expressive, rapidly depressive once excessive use of force stresses, that I'm exempted, and only tempted, to perceive my ways as if they pay to be a tenant, that's not relented, a second chance to try repenting, of all my pending, misdeeds, they lead as if they cleave, to be a bother, so plot me smaller, in a light where change remains my caller, I need that HOLY WATER.

Remember what my elders told me, keep what they sold me, slowly zone out all my closest totally, cause they ignored me, only do what's possible to survive, still can't believe that what the preacher told me was a lie, but hay that's life, I watch the realest hit the grave the earliest, but still no worries if, they put out all the strange and dirtiest, and **** the prettiest, lil thang so we can end this flurry ****, won't have to hurry if we multiply in numbers that are surely gonna bury ****, as for now the blurriest conditions puts me in a mission to get up and give em what I'm spitting, slit that **** you licking, tricking only puts you in the kitchen, sizzling sickened chickens, itching is the aftermath they witness once they get to *******, wishing that affect they had when they drop tunes was big as mine, only made it to this point cause I use heart, soul and the mind, struggles will come hit the man when he puts his self over time, crisis still gets evident and prevalent where it's hard to shine.

Focus while in your hopelessness, homeless but never boneless, I am the rolling stone in this, prone in my own slowness, closeness to the bonus, hone it not by vicinity, simply said affinity to it, tells your virginity through it, solid fluid, brewed it and grew coldness, heat of the moment boldness, brought little to no notice, somehow, I didn't know this, still the dosage has motive, emotive, it made me bloated, proving that it was recent just looking right at its postage, coast is noted loaded, coated, how I wrote it, afloat by the mopes that voted for it, unloaded, time had showed it coded so some can't erode it, you can claim you never rode it, weaving through, you sowed and told it, imploded soul can go, WOAH, I didn't know I'd show it, poet in my own mind, so I spin my own vibe, just know I took no bribes, this describes just my ride, inscribed to what it made my bride, *******, I just had lied, can't even say I tried, set aside, what's experienced, died to what attacked me deep inside, though a JUST EXPERIMENT.

Ending my lone wolf stage.. never pleased by the ease, of separation.. our nation in a dire state, desperation.. forgot about the blood, tears, perspiration.. it took to build this *******, and I'm a piece of it, so I feel what I am, and everybody's **** stinks, spraying febreeze and some was acting this the high life, I needed fresh air so I was active in the twilight, shedding light on this declining burning passion, it's story time, the glory-must be everlasting.. the feeling that we felt was special.. remember the youth, knew about it, the truth, grew about us, then privacy no more, we were now exposed, but different from being exploited, we would still avoid it, my life, my will, my drive, my strive reborn, the world looks new again, I cry myself to sleep, and sleep like a baby, just to keep you up at night, you say get a grip, but this only feels right, excited to be enlightened, I hope it never dies, never will I grow too fast cause I can fly, gifted with a birds eye view, I won't try you, my will is to soar, you'rs is to roar.

Catch me at the house of blues killing all the shows, or catch me out in D.C. setting highs and ending lows, heck, anywhere you catch me, know my soul's gon be around, with a little touch of Marvin Gaye, ****, I like that sound, just blame it on my upbringings and call it how you see, my uptown funk is serious, how you think it's supposed to be, I fool you and I school you, killed the vibe of this sorry sucka, that's what you get when you deal with an Old School *******, from 60s to the 70s I rock to clock g's, getting furious and delirious, this top celebrity, got the old folks jamming, got the young folks jamming, so it's relevant my material is cramming, spamming, slamming, look at me, examine how this **** has to be done, don't have to go all on the radio screaming to have fun, just chill, relax in the sun, and let the old school speak to you, climbing up the charts, it's gon re dominate your visual.

The time it took accepting myself, it took some time getting used to you too, I moved through, all the time feeling who's who?, if only you knew, how much I love living anew,  though I had a reset effect, I'm back in ***** mode seeing what's next, told me to settle down so I sang a subtle song saying "*******!, I pray you got the message", cause it can save your life, giving you the peace of mind to apply it and never try me *******, I won't pick a fight but I will wanna fight when you bark you can bite off the homework I did, I hold my purpose sacred so whoever wanna take it gotta live it, never give it, all its business you must pivot on, a chronicle of chronic dedication, I compensate the record with the purpose that I'm making one better with creation, make another great again, but being loyal to my trend, that still ascends.

The truth really hurts when your just brutally honest about the fake smiles and names I'll just keep to myself, in fact I'm crucially you know, uno!-about my business, I'm my witness, so endless about my efforts to be in this, I'm currently hurting just from my urgency, given I, knew it was easier just to live a lie, try, to be your separate support, but know your vessel tries to play games of dress up for sport...no subtle shots, I figured that my struggle stops as soon as I join em, I'm in my weakest state, forgive me!, maybe the ammo within my legacy can still outlive me, In the wake of it, I hope it pulls the trigger and stopped sleeping on my efforts just to reload and try again, it can be tragic when the hero is anti but tries to win, a tale with a contradiction, you read it but never sought to edit it, it's entertaining to you, just watch it unfold and let the context give life to how it pertains to you, and get acquainted with this comic con, we could go every night, tell me how it makes you feel, keep it real but dress your type, I like, when there is no evidence of some kryptonite, making us, somewhat apocalyptic and picking fights.

Am I insane, to claim these blue stains has two frames?, the fact I'm asking brought true pain to loose names, you complain, reduced brain, to truce blame, but the first to boost game, induce fame, but I'm a thinker that proved strains had drew claims, that profane recruits slain to suit shame, survivor's guilt, my crew came with two frames, and the picture had clued sane has blue stains.