As I take a look in tha sky, and try to reply, with these lines
Feeling confined, to tha sign, of tha times
That rewinds in tha mind, see tha vibrant divine, lite bright
As defined, and it shines, so we rise
To tha grind commended by, tha likely mention swine
Behind tha rich that climb, left for dead and hidden by
And signed tha given prime directive, civil crimes
In time, from sticks and knives, to soldiers in a fight
Wit 9's that's picking lives at will, that would've died but still
They shoulda tried to chill, to secret files unveiled
That theives and lies whuts hailed, beneath tha high compelled
To seek and find yo hell, and if he dies, oh well
If he survives go tell, in scenes defined so well
Til people find yo tale, to be inspired for their
Beliefs to climb those tiers, free and high on air
Release to be believed in he that sees in mind so clear
So please conceive tha decency to be on high for there
Is easily, achievabley tha dream inside your head
That's visually, and physically felt in time, no dred
If negative is whuts perceived, then he will lose those bets
Wipe me down no 'Dex, write me out those checks
Hype and loud on jets, piping gals, oh Yes
Riding out, no Lex, if Courtney's down 4 Gents
Are gonna ride road trip, now we out and coasting


This is tha world we born in
So pursue tha truth, musically getting Bleu like Corbin
Tha dude in Coon, abusing geeks absorbing juice like Rogue then
And constant brews I'm pouring, I'm Thomas moving forward
On tracks I'm doing more than, a clock in group of foreman
When chopping dudes in forehead, Til lots of bruise and sore, it's
Like top 2 and Toward, as I'm Bruce and scoring
A counter hit, up out a bitch I gotta prove wit torment
They gonna lose or forfeit, Or feel a gruesome forced fist
As ass assassinations comes from never doing chore lists
Tha easy target, is who tha city markets
That's why I'm spitting raw shit, in plenty pretty often
Tha ball just gimme toss him, caught it Kenny Lofton
Forever own to better omens, because you see I'm Walken
Yes in deed, I'm talking, destiny, I fault them
for being stuck and off in, a false space a saulking
Get a grip like Falken, As all your engine parts then
Work in syncracy to secretly compete in Long Dis
Tances, repeat tha offense then its, a basic recipe
To run in all instances, leave them susceptibly
Believing hog shit then get, mad and all pissed when it
Goes wrong then it shifts, into a strong incident
Out of all this attempt, to banish all ignorance
It's not at all simple its, to have and draw influence and after all this you is...