As a little one I would gaze upo the stars and wish/
But It didnt take me long to realize that life was a bitch/
Was so naive to believe lies were actual truth/
Feel my lyircs my nig I'm gettin back to my roots/
Calm demeanor on the outside but plauged with silent screams/
Only to realize in the end that my dream life aint what it seems/
Lookin at myself in the mirror do I like what I see?/
Cuz I'm only one man, not what you want me to be/
Hearin the voices of negativity "he cant keep up with the change of pace"/
A young man with an old soul and I'm still runnin the same race/
My queen you say your tired of thugs you want a lover/
But when I tried to get to know you you judged my book by its cover/
19 years on this earth still alot to learn/
Like knowledgeable things unseen and intangible my soul yearns/
I apologize if I'm not who you want me to be/
What if we all rapped about the same thing? I'm tryin to get you to see/
This message dont apply to those who are keepin it real/
See I could talk about those things but I wouldnt get a thrill/
Because inside my cerebral cortext my thoughts dont focus on wealth/
Who wants to be a millionaire or who want to imporve there inner selves?/
My style is your bed therefore you constantly sleep/
But it's obvious you dont like me because my lyrics are too deep/
Dont hate me cuz I'm bein original/
Who thought a nred like myself would be such a imperative individual?/
I've heard it all before you dont look like a rapper/
Thinkin I'm a wall street nigga all proper and dapper/
Levitating above all boundaries expanding the mental capacity/
A mild-manner brother with a secret tenacious tenacity/
Gifted with a curse intellegent thoughts I spit/
Founder of lyrical thermodynamics, looks can be decieving/
Lost love from the past something I wont be retrieving/
Deprived from everything nothing accumulated for my unforgiving sacrafice/
The earth is your palying field as you manipulate your game pieces through life/
But please dont get it twisted my lyrical game stays uplifted/
Past the limit of the sky, no longer pushin myself to do somethin before I die/
I vow not to give you the fakes ness, visualize before you acutally see/
I'm Offering you the real no gimmicks just guarantee/

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90% of those who rap are easily motivated by pay/ The other 10% know there pimp juice is watered - down kool -aid

-From The Mind Of P.R.O.P.S.