Those devious things arise wit previous flings..serious cream dies wit out delirious dreams//

livin lost in a land that you thought u could understand..now your left wit obvious thoughts you cant comprehend//

believe in nothin cause your far from cleansed of sin..dont feel alone none of us are and he wont let us in//

tha gates are closed to those who impose..situations arose now your sniffin shit in your nose//

i admit i had some problems wit that..but i solved em infact and my minds still intact//

but as for yours, tha whores pressed on all fours..ridin wit rapstars goin on tours..thats what we who make it have to look forward//

good then im ready...cant hold me to steady..i grab tha mic, heart racin, breathin heavy.. pulse poundin wit astoundin machedes..cutin flesh like it was confetti//

thats what i tell my self when im in front of tha crowd...people screamin loud jus wanna make my girl proud...finally my words come out in tha loudest of shouts//

tha crowd looks amazed..i myself am quite fazed,grinin wit tha feelin of a light daze//

eventually after bein in tha rap game for years..your only fears come near and u actually shed tears//

age then u disengage from tha stage...endin this 35 year plague wit dull blades//

tha moral of tha story..wether it be for tha children or gory//

is that tha life u live now is fabricated..thing parents told u r exagerated,bein too infatuated, but be-glad-you-made-it//

the only thiing thats true is its over when tha fat lady sings...i guess most of our lives only amount to be devious thing.