Read... if you can catch the flow great... you probably won't... there are alot of stops and goes... so... enjoy...




Yesterday I heard the same voice that used to enlighten/
friends and now we fightin, Fuck E, why then sin/
skin to flesh, ya significant never felt caressed/
incidently my Innocence never dressed to Empress/
Address my rest, pillar planted Chicago southland/
Speak from my breast? My breath cancels your best mouth brand/
hot sunned pieces of moon beams surrounded in circles/
Circles of curses meditated verses, verses who?/
Truth in seeing your persona/
I sing songs of my futures past hidden by bottles of my corona/
My diploma never told you shit in Arizona spittin/
Written freestyles not hittin but encouragement givin/
Now I make a honest living with you watching my back grow/
Facts blow chunks like Louie or Sachmo/
I need a confront zone of construction/
My symptoms have doubled your destructions, now ya heart wants in again/
My fractions broken down to suggestions/
Placed in clips for misconception, aimed weapons now we’re guessin/
Children bleed in relation-over board cast ships/
metal died… past lips, tits and fist/
The deeper shit gets E fades into the blackness/
some people fear it, just won’t go near it/
It sears my ora, my vocals aren’t any clearer/
I’m Leery like Dennis, an asshole to the ones nearer/
Locked like Mandella, man dealing with bitches/
Chickenheads, blindvisiones, do you really risk it/
I freed my self from your attration/
Your lips bring pain, how long before it begins again?/


I can’t feel the love,
I can’t feel the love of your memory/
I can’t feel the love,
I can’t feel the love of your embrace/
I can’t feel the love,
I can’t feel the love of your desire/
I can’t feel the love,
I can’t feel the love from you, you…


you are the element I based my every presence on/
now you gone after planted thorns…………......... I still morn/
no more, I called you my lil misses/
remember fake women, listen now you simply one the other bitches/
fuck ascension, you’ll never rise high/
from E to we to us to I, no you and dispise, I cried/
my rhymes taught you how to become/
I’m an oxy moron from trust, still we never became us/
WHAT THE FUCK..! salt streams from looks now that I’m burnin/
The prophets speak through my tongues in all of the sermons/
Person to person we never touched, although dread it so much/
can’t see through the fog, am I standin in Kush/
Now mic’s are handed to me and I dispise what I like/
There is noway out, right is the only way out of spite/
I only spit half hearted, my family royally split/
Pleading the fifth won’t allow the element to come and exist/
I visit Sinai the mountain to talk to god/
Father why has thou forsaken me, SON YOU’VE DONE IT YOURSELF THIS FAR/
tried to play E by getting a lil lame chat/
Where were the lames at when we were on the phone when I first explained that/
Facts are fair… this is just a carnival of games/
Lame excuses, yall didn’t even have the story the same/
just like the fire lady, can’t max shit cause you were never real with me/
I understand the true epiphany/
I searched for info poppin the bottle on boards looking for more/
This is A just my final chord/
My chorus speaks of long lost relationships/
Hater-ships, jealous bitches and how they inflict harm on dimensions/
Clinches over my aorta, pray for the final delimma/
The last stand, will you blaze platinum with tarnished silver/
I deliver like John call me papa roaches got my mind proper/
Livin in drama, with not hope for manana/
You can now quote this/
This is Revelations testament to the women of the old and new testament, yall aren’t Feminist/
Who will end this shit the winner/
A sinner stopped in the prime of beginner, follow the scripture…



Fuck you…


Love,


Me…

nice drop

somethings wrong wit your sig

Thanks... and no there isn't.. Just got to catch it in time...

Ill as fuck man, and i read your post in Bitch Slapped yesterday so I can feel the deepness in this and understad where your comin from haha.. dope line right here.

Truth in seeing your persona/
I sing songs of my futures past hidden by bottles of my corona/

It sears my ora, my vocals aren’t any clearer/
I’m Leery like Dennis, an asshole to the ones nearer/

^^& that one was funny haha...

Would sound pretty dope in audio too...hot shit no doubt dunny..

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Good shit...