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How i feel.. (Boredom)
The mind over-loads like a computer with too much info//
I decline to be labelled I set my own principles as a source of ammo// I don’t need to be with a click or an elite of fighters// I’m my own man with rules n regulations upon matters// My spirit runs free, when I un-wind on a piece of paper// I let loose my thoughts, like an un-known interpreter// I rise to the challenge like the sun in the sky// I let lose like a shotgun, watch the other guy die// I rain, as a champ over much sea’s a far// I hit the streets of New York like a silent breeze with a bar// I scar n kill, like a genius in the lime-light// Extremely ill, when it comes to murder n broad day-light// The passion inside me, boils like a kettle with steam// I’ve over grown my own confidence I don’t wanna be part of ya team// Like midnight manner, I’m the killer in the night// I come like a lyrical monster, with prey in my sight// Taking what I can, please don’t struggle or fight// Lyrically demented, I never understood the real meaning// Physical strength is good, especially when your winning// Quit ya wining and moaning, like you never stood a chance// Well that’s true, if ur against me, no time for a second glance// I step into the picture like an un-known source// I take what practically is mine, before I even think to reinforce// |
yo good shit very metaphorically incline hard punches and jabs and a like the fact of the whole one man army type kool
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