Lyrics W.N.S - Logikil

Stains on the soul my cup has runneth over
Pain in the the flow see me grinning when I roll up
Taking a toll be the winning when it′s over
For the soldiers that got put down we crack it then we pour up
I wanna bring the poor up enlighten minds
Brighten lives man cuz they ain't really been no light in mine
Fighting times full of status ain′t nobody liking mine
But when it's fighting time viking mind I'll be right in line
Titan grind, say the least God sake we play for keeps
Sinning on a righteous path brother who gon′ slay the beast
Ain′t a feat I can't accomplish but sometimes I hate to feat
Cuz egos taint the speak and make the feeling change so angrily
Painting me what they want but only I approve the portrait
Bosses barking orders while the leaders move the forces
Choices keep it cool or be a hot head
Dilemma then remember what the homie Nas said

They say the artist that truly suffers his stuff is the best

Insecurities depicted on projections
Inflections of power covering a deep deception
Look in the mirror do you even see reflection
Or see the correction? n you being reckless
We all got the power to move mountains I′m climbing
Barely at the summit but plummet and I'll be dying
I′m trying you want me flying you barely gliding rewinding
To times when I had my mind in defiance with being giant
Compliant to say the least, pray for me save the peace
Force my hand make you own up to it then I play the thief
Play for keeps, said it twice take your life play with me
Jealousy and misery is all you talk I can't agree
Painting me what you want but only I approve the portrait
Bosses barking orders while the leaders move the forces
Choices keep it cool or be a hot head
Dilemma then remember what the homie Nas said

They say the artist that truly suffers his stuff is the best

They say the artist that truly suffers his stuff is the best
Shattered shards from the battle scars stuck in my flesh
Coupling stress with it man they say it come with success
Shut up and vent use the microphone to help me release
All the s was I wanna say when I be gritting my teeth
You wasn′t wit me in trap when I was pinching to eat
Gave me a speech then went on your way to judge and critique
I feel them lurking, deep down below the surface
Darting question marks at me analyze the purpose
The verse is diversion the person I'm working
To be is converted when words get inserted
So paint me you want but only I approve the portrait
You can bark orders imma move the forces
Choices keep it cool or be a hot head
Dilemma then remember what the homie Nas said

They say the artist that truly suffers his stuff is the best