Wèlcòmè 2 Mà Wòrld!!!
---The Timeless Faces---
Through blood shot eyez I glimps at the sky and almost cry
The pain pulsing, I ask lord why
trying to exhale my stress in one breath
Slowly I sigh ((lets go))
Down on skid row I tour my little shop of horrors
Sweat drips from my pores like rain drops
as I wonder whats in store for this man when his heart stops
The life of hard knocks and glocks and crack rocks and pot
Dirty Cops following me and my pops
The facist bastards that killed Affirmitive Action
So young blacks cant even attend college classes
The knowledge spreads like sand caught blowing in the wind
to settle within the minds of grown men and women
The End of Days, Burning Sun Rays pierce my soul
The blocks is getting hotter while this small world turns cold
Who can I hold responsible
I went to the war god high council,
They gave me a mouthfull of gibberish
about who waz the illest lyricist in the rap buisness
With emotionz of sickness, I left the palace to witness
Apocalyptic prophecies manifest in United State policies
thats probably illuminati conspiracies
Now, iz you feeling me?
icture Crimson Colored Concrete
Competing with the fiery clouds
And in the streets, graves and Burial Mounds Insurmountable
a town full of idiots cant raise a child
thats why ma lips will never perp a smile
A heart found full of love is held most precious
We like rats in a race hoping death dont catch us
Headed no where fast; I run in place at a furious pace
Curious of my space in this I turn to self hatred
White sheets of paper ripped out of my rhymebook sporadicaly
Can it be time took my talent aswell as my friends and family
With deep thoughts I spit bottomless raw secrections
Finally Giving the silent masses a voice to speak in
d thats why my lips will never perp a smile
A heart found full of love is held most precious
We like rats in a race hoping death dont catch us
Headed no where fast, I run in place at a furious pace
Curious of my space in this I turn to self hatred
White sheets of paper ripped out of my rhymebook sporadicaly
Can it be time took my talent aswell as my friends and family
With deep thoughts I spit bottomless raw secrections
Finally Giving the silent masses a voice to speak in
to many weekends, I kicked back drinking oblivious to lights blinking
Sirens flashing, thinking I'm over reacting
Delayed actions could'nt prevent what had happen
I grabbed the mic and started rapping endless stanzas
Clicking my heels hoping one day I'd be back in kansas
This shit is deeper than atlantis.....
My fist balled, that world can test my resolve
I hold my own like the planets revolve.
Entah
