this manuscript of rhymes writ getting the minds of dying times slit
words defying myth outpacing print with intent the bible came with
fools grabbing within attacks an eyeful of sin up taking sobriety again
buying a brighter chalk my writers block builds a horrible labyrinth
and only then long after its been copy written or sloppily mentioned
in indecision i slowly vision the superstition that imprisons religion
as i find that when my minds tapped i can combine a beauty to fact
keep track of my weak stats love one soul with these gibberish raps
expose day and night do you pray for flight elevating to new heights
call me lefty cause in my head im not all right caught dead in sight
many would scour for the gun criticism falls victim to the power of one
darkness equal’s none as I alone have grown abilities to tower the sun
with out doubt I could stay all day and shout as the chorus is about

from my flesh i tear words of life and put them into text
with a hit from a spliff i uplift kids to expand their best
psychology spoken logically with hidden meaning in it
think overtime i spit their maybe a different reason to it


at 20 yrs old i freshly sport a baby face keeping my joints crazy laced
getting these alcoholic anthems more support then amazing grace
consider this the last of a fading taste that is currently taking place
a sky high terrify elevated to touch outer space formed for a jokers card
an MC graveyard where brave hearts claim the name of underground
stealing their sound from the heads of the dead when no ones around
hold me liable for what I found and watch empires take turns to burn
once a gift takes time to learn now confirmed past the point of no return

from my flesh i tear words of life and put them into text
with a hit from a spliff i uplift kids to expand their best
psychology spoken logically with hidden meaning in it
think overtime i spit their maybe a different reason to it

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the one that watches the watchmen: