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Opening The Door

So i guess ive been lieing to myself for awhile
living out of spite for quite some time
forgetting what it means to truly smile
forgetting how to align
my fate with what i really want to be in this life.
Turned into an asshole at times
so pissed off cuz ive been dealing with the legal
issues that come from being just another one
on the list of the kids who turned to drugs to
ease the tension of having all these unanswered questions.
They'll never get it though,
these drugs are what helped me grow
into a spiritual being
without em i may have never really seen
what it means to be a human being.
I guess i see the perspective,
with all the drama queens
who cant accept what
the drugs are doing
Opening the door the realm of the spiritual
without finding my true self i might of never been this lyrical
this able to produce rhythms equivalent to self incisions
when my rhymes collide with my emotions they free me from all notion
of anger or doubt its an outlet n i use it to infuse
my soul with this game of life n do it right.
I was raised so wrong felt at times like i would never have a chance
to dance in the rain my soul was filled with so much pain
how could i possibly gain from this situation
all these fucked up sensations caused by temptations
to escape what looked like my fate.
Now i take all of the hate that was created and spin the dial
turn the tables like ive always been able to write my own fable
re deal my own cards n deal em fair clean the air inside
thats been so heated for so long all along all ive wanted to do is play along
that role was stolen from me the moment i was told i was worthless
cuz i wont be told how bold i can really be.
Ill turn myself into the best emcee
ice cube told me i could do this in gansta rap
school was easy, im lyrical.
Never truly believed when i was young, now im spiritual.
These illegal substances showed me the door,
i never gave a crap despite the crap that was giving
now i write cuz im about to get to living
sticking, to my true purpose.
It is said in the sands of time that im the next best
now my soul aligns, joining all of the rest
that felt somewhat like i did,
all the ones,
who never gave a shit
when shit was all that was giving.
Opening the door the realm of the spiritual
without finding my true self i might of never been this lyrical
this able to produce rhythms equivalent to self incisions
when my rhymes collide with my emotions they free me from all notion
of anger or doubt its an outlet n i use it to infuse
my soul with this game of life n do it right.
I was raised so wrong felt at times like i would never have a chance
to dance in the rain soul filled with so much pain
how could i possibly gain from this situation
all these fucked up sensations caused by temptations
to escape what looked like my fate.
Back to the topic
these laws on the green are nonsense
if only everyone understood the concepts
i smoke to get elated and have revelations
they see me doing it and call me a traitor to this nation
i guess knowledge is power so power decides to hide it
fuck it im riding to the top
call me an enemy of the state if ya want
i know who i am
i dont need to flaunt.
I aint no traitor to this nation
they banned marijuana so call me the filter
of elations
get baked n then take this flow to newer levels
cant ban my words so in turn they never stop me from burning
weed opened the door i stepped through it
put my shoes back on my feet
theyve been lost for awhile ive been helping myself meet
truth at its finest the line that was stole i grabbed back
fuck the slack on top of my grind
i stole back my mind n with it warped through time
to the present day where i take
all of the facts from the past
The ambiguity of the future
about ready to do something
make a change to these entrapment ways.
Opening the door the realm of the spiritual
without finding my true self i might of never been this lyrical
this able to produce rhythms equivalent to self incisions
when my rhymes collide with my emotions they free me from all notion
of anger or doubt its an outlet n i use it to infuse
my soul with this game of life n do it right.
I was raised so wrong felt at times like i would never have a chance
to dance in the rain soul filled with so much pain
how could i possibly gain from this situation
all these fucked up sensations caused by temptations
to escape what looked like my fate.
Time to get down to this point
im gonna spray and spray put out my name
then start a chain,
reaction,
a petition to allow us to spark a joint.
My plan to anoint the movement of love.
Swear itll work all it takes is all learning to trust
In all others who cares to listen
time to fill what is missing in this culture
Got the mind and the body where's the spirit
are we human beings or just a bunch of vultures.
What was outlawed needs to come back
marijuana is a natural plant
make a change y'all might tell me i can't
well i say we all can
away with the doubt its time to kick the can
n kick the ban on what could help us achieve
one love on earth
time to believe.
Dont abuse these drugs just use these drugs to come fly with me.
Opening the door the realm of the spiritual
without finding my true self i might of never been this lyrical
this able to produce rhythms equivalent to self incisions
when my rhymes collide with my emotions they free me from all notion
of anger or doubt its an outlet n i use it to infuse
my soul with this game of life n do it right.
I was raised so wrong felt at times like i would never have a chance
to dance in the rain soul filled with so much pain
how could i possibly gain from this situation
all these fucked up sensations caused by temptations
to escape what looked like my fate.
Fuck the bullshit come back to the moment
its mine to take so i decide to own it
welcome to my zone the zone of TJones
dont just cruise down the street im running rampant
its a license test and im hitting all the cones with my words
nah they aint meant to hurt actually nourish the real
punish the fake if you a snake you've already been lost in this lake
of pure essence where only the kings will comprehend what im saying
this is how i drop all the peasants.
Hahaha, i got love for all even the ones confused in their head
im really just messing its okay if you've been lost i'll slow it down to save
well i guess the first step is ya gotta be brave this aint meant for the weak
gotta be strong enough to hear when i spit words filled with fire
if you got fear they will knock you off your feet
if you a real these verbs will take ya higher.
These verbs are like herbs turn it up n get fly.
Opening the door the realm of the spiritual
without finding my true self i might of never been this lyrical
this able to produce rhythms equivalent to self incisions
when my rhymes collide with my emotions they free me from all notion
of anger or doubt its an outlet n i use it to infuse
my soul with this game of life n do it right.
I was raised so wrong felt at times like i would never have a chance
to dance in the rain soul filled with so much pain
how could i possibly gain from this situation
all these fucked up sensations caused by temptations
to escape what looked like my fate.
On that bob marley status quo
you dont even know what i went through to get to this place
texas holdem n ive got the ace
hidden in my back pocket
drop sock it lock it like its hot n get that top spot.

By Anonymous

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