Our existence, so many questions, so little time to unlock the truth of our minute living.Is Patience a virtue?..why are we here, how, when? These are the questions pondered by polytheistic believers and atheists alike. Only [[WarlOrds]] have the capacity to relay feesible hypothesis. Let's witness:



Addlibb..

patience is a virtue with no one to turn to/
lightin up half of tha crowd, tha rest wanna burn you/
not knowin just whats at stake, steppin up to tha plate/
they all wantin you to break waitin for a mistake/
whoa.....why is everybody tryin to hate/
all of a sudden tha security is runnin to late/
tha fans jumpin tha gate and gettin up on tha stage/
apparently tha doctors didnt want me outta this cage/
another page of my life begins to turn when its written/
im spittin, so hard gary payton changed his name to tha mitten/
you think im kiddin, this aint no joke this is my life/
im lookin into my future it dont consist of a wife/
im thinkin switch to a knife or a nine what can i use/
im not amused by tha people thinkin rob's gonna lose/
im confused why am i on stage if im not gettin paid/
im in a rage like a porn star whos not gettin laid/
theres nothin to do but get myself back in tha groove/
tha R.O.B. is permanent, i cant be removed/

{Chorus}
patience, you want it now/
ready to throw in tha towel/
holdin back ya style/
cuz you feelin like wildin out/
patience, if you really want it then get it/
admit it once you did it/
aint no use in tryin to quit it/

Saladin..

Existence spawned remiss, persistent beyond resist..
of demons warned of their sins, horned, then dismissed..
from clouded gates, the question that surrounds our fate..
is an origin, by either a Big Bang orgy or a power great..
My hypothesis, Space the void, once erased of noise..
was created bouyant, due to God's taste and choice..
I replaced annoyance, of science, who fake the poise..
realizing the body's fragile, below an Earth shaking voice..
It's possible, the prophets, prophesied prophecies..
Probably keepin the populous pondering pompous plees..
The Stars upon us please?!? we are not alone..
False gods in Rome, marked sight of oblong domes..
hovering home, to light year habitats, imagine that..
solar system of 9, we know .9 % the actual math..
The factual span of the galaxy? Let me stop here..
Through time, our own Family's chopped peers..
For Love, Peace, and the pursuit of happiness..
which remains the clue, to acute future happenings..
Where interstellar troops, begin the gathering..
We eat ourselves, consumed by ion splattering..
I'm just telling my truth, so hold the laughter in..
But you think I'm insane, Reppin WL?., strait jacketed..
Confused? Who's the next to introduce the data in???..

Peace
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