14 January 2013
Dark lines define Icy streets Caught in the hustle Just to warm broke feet
Broken promises Way Back to Indian days Broken necks An false flags
I'm just good enough to arouse the beast Just dumb enough to entice his feast Call me John Lennon, JFK Just like Malcolm X in the baddest way
Three red dots on my forehead two chains made of metal ya bet Better than false currency ill bet Gold .silver an gems around this neck. Fuck any profit to this death machine Did they hear me yet It obscene Did you hear me yet Best you don't forget 911 was treason I didn't forget it yet
And ya them weapons Never found in Iraq Same as your kids IQ Public school Distorted facts
So what's the beautiful rhyme to the reason Allow my love to end the fearful season Cause truth be Nothing better than Loving dearly Nothing better than A loving family Ya hear me man
Abuse is accepted Not around me But others accept it Now that's love neglected Sorta like rotten seed You not repeating this record You not sleeping Or eating Time for self correction
Time to move feet Take a breathe Remember sex? Now time to get better yet And you know what's next Success follows When you are at your best! Material is all so hallow
I'm so confidant like a lion Pretty lady pets my mane Main squeeze could heal the lame Lovely lamb pullin splinters out my hand. Studious I accomplish.. Before moving on to foreign lands.
Studious Lion • Opuss № I