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MEEEEE

  1. I feel the wind, I see your love
  2. I bend the air, I have the need to hover
  3. In a hover craft built by your brother
  4. The solid state of a feather meets the liquid state of my mind
  5. Drowning in frequencies, doubting the time
  6. Wondering when i'm gonna blow up
  7. If i'm gonna blow up,
  8. If I end the talaban will I be any more of a man
  9. Will I soar over the US like an eagle
  10. ANd catch the forefathers in the wind of the people
  11. I'm praying for the hearts of men
  12. The darts they throw, The parts they mend
  13. The women they use, The children they avenge
  14. You sick minority, your sick priority
  15. They stick to the mind of the superiority,
  16. Killing the brain cells that feed the science behind care
  17.  
  18. The movement is over and y'all don't even care
  19. You sit back and stare,
  20. waiting for the bass to hit and the the snare
  21. For the kin to come and then to dare
  22. For the fool to trip so you can laugh
  23. For the school to take care of your creations
  24. your special relations,
  25. Your special relationships define you, you a fool
  26. A blind two headed mine tool,
  27. A stupid and blank mind too
  28. Smoking ranc, and cigariillos
  29. Showing up to work with pillows
  30. You sleeping on me
  31. im a fine wine, your cheese is on me
  32. I'm a verb your noun is all I need
  33. And your voice is all I need
  34.  
  35. Your eyes are all I see as I try to look to the depths of your soul
  36. Your personality is gold, the worries in your mind are foretold
  37. By every movement you make
  38. Taking over the pain, raking over the fame
  39. Sliding over the hills of injustice
  40. Your heart, it adjust to your mind
  41. Never let your heart lead the way
  42. Sometimes you wonder if i'm here to stay
  43. Will I be another day?
  44. Will I wake up and slay?
  45. My make up is not of soul
  46. My make up is of gold
  47. My heart so heavy, My diamonds so throwed
  48. My body so jaded, My heart is so cold
  49. Cole world huh,
  50. Its a cold world sun.
  51.  
  52. The court is short, This life ain't ruined
  53. This time ain't over, Your anger is brewing
  54. The liquer in wait, Your ankles moving
  55. They do this everyday, They smoke to the night
  56. They trip on light when its half past midnight
  57. They open up some purple sprite and get lost in their spite
  58. Its your own filthy measures that defines you
  59. Its the same for mine too
  60. Same for my rhymes too
  61. Sometimes my mind is blue,
  62. I'm sad, I'm lifted, i'm treasured, I'm gifted
  63. My past is expensive
  64. My watch is expensive
  65. My check is pensive
  66. My pencil is lead filled
  67. The blind are never filmed
  68.  
  69. And my mind is a dead kill
  70. These people aren't even real
  71. Just a made up version of my conscious
  72. taking the rocket out of my motivation it launches
  73. And lunch is only a few minutes away
  74. Writing all day, Seems till I fall asleep,
  75. Or until I come awake.
  76. This a movement I swear
  77. And everyday I come alive to the stroke of golden sunlight
  78. A stroke of your own suns bright in the eyes of the golden
  79. Used to being molded, I'm folded, Reload The gun and let the chopper spray
  80. Release the clip and save it for another day
  81. But don't let it decay,
  82. This mid sized sedan i'm hot boxing in has bullett wounds
  83. The bullets move, And hit the buildings too
  84. They scrape the pavement through and through
  85.  
  86. An innocent man dies, debating on whether to get a hamburger or some fries
  87. His body rested on the pavement, Lump and outdated
  88. His spirit stays forever on the street
  89. A block away from me
  90. The lamp lights kick on in the dark
  91. The silent padder of feet in the jungle
  92. Watch out for the tigers they'll rumble
  93. Same with the guns, they don't mumble
  94. until until you stumble and fall on the cold cement
  95. You get up and run home to get away
  96. These streets ain't safe no more,
  97. young kids can't play no more
  98. Mommas yelling "get in the house javar"
  99. I'm sure there will be graves tonight
  100. A silent whisper of the saved tonight
  101. Going to heaven in full flight
  102.  
  103. I happen to know the very well being of your home
  104. The scars, and the pain, they ain't nothing but being grown
  105. The battle fields and battle wound pick the up the light and split it in two

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