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Rocking the mic, Speaking my soul
Building on life, Lost in the sound
Found in my words, Touch by the source
Live from the mind, Represent all
Rocking the mic, Speaking my soul
Building on life, Lost in the sound
Found in my words, Touch by the source
Live from the mind, Represent all
Rocking the mic, Speaking my soul
Building on life, Lost in the sound
Found in my words, Touch by the source
Live from the mind, Represent all
Rocking the mic, Speaking my soul
Building on life, Lost in the sound
Found in my words, Touch by the source
Live from the mind, Represent all
He left church with a verse he's running in fear
The thief in disguise, he captivated by the moment of forgiveness
Words scream in the pain of silence
What's this content worth?
Is it worth its weight in gold?
Or the twist of the minds of the youth?
Tragic days in the scene of where I'm standing
My opinion, I give a fuck what tomorrow says
Talk about now, the craft creates, unclear but precise
A rope long enough can hang you twice
One chance to decide
Do you pick from the petals of life
Distractions held by the source of mental eclipse
Reflected distortion cracks the mirror of this rawness
A shadow speaks, excited by the light
The words are crawl but so is the dark
Need to weigh the balance
What's revenge but a word or a sound?
Before the action, is it worth the thought in the action of violence?
Crossed your mind then ask yourself the question
Stuck in a cell, dead man walking, or dead in a box
Now the soul booms, further from the other side
To kill time use conversation, the spirits like to talk
Repetition from the AM
Hold that thought mark the canvas and build on life
Rocking the mic, Speaking my soul
Building on life, Lost in the sound
Found in my words, Touch by the source
Live from the mind, Represent all
Rocking the mic, Speaking my soul
Building on life, Lost in the sound
Found in my words, Touch by the source
Live from the mind, Represent all
Rocking the mic, Speaking my soul
Building on life, Lost in the sound
Found in my words, Touch by the source
Live from the mind, Represent all
Rocking the mic, Speaking my soul
Building on life, Lost in the sound
Found in my words, Touch by the source
Live from the mind, Represent all
Kicking up dust with a roughness
Harsh ways in the steer of the storm
The presence is felt
Focus on the evil eye
It's steering back with the nature opposite in force
Throw a six for fun for real
Lets discus the darkness three fold
Respect to the triple untold
Kicking knowledge on the steps of the page
Far from lines of crime
Half the truth further see the bills get paid
The motive in the section of greed
Diseased by the race where the beat plays
The rat and the tail
How many tries till the point is made
How many rhymes are said
Lock up on the microphone, touch your soul with sense
Once again the craft is never ending
Love, build, grow, destroy resurrect
Hate on the other and with your self you dance till the record ends
Track the mystic of the OS
Another Omniverse speaks, the spark in the Boom
Not a play on words, no pleasure in the act
Picture the fix, a point of self and take it from there
Picture the power moves from the truth in the glare
Rocking the mic, Speaking my soul
Building on life, Lost in the sound
Found in my words, Touch by the source
Live from the mind, Represent all
Rocking the mic, Speaking my soul
Building on life, Lost in the sound
Found in my words, Touch by the source
Live from the mind, Represent all
Rocking the mic, Speaking my soul
Building on life, Lost in the sound
Found in my words, Touch by the source
Live from the mind, Represent all
Rocking the mic, Speaking my soul
Building on life, Lost in the sound
Found in my words, Touch by the source
Live from the mind, Represent all