Wise Man Say

I heard the wise man say, it looks like rain today

I feel the rise in the air, it's like a pain delay

I see the lies start to tear, it's like a shame parade

I taste the cries that aren't there, it's like a vain grenade

 

I'm living in the land of the lost, city going under

Living with the plan and its cost, busy poking thunder

Dealing with the man that you caused, pretty strolling wonders

Trying to find a fan in the dark, nitty holding hovers

 

I grew up in the triangle, Humboldt on my state of mind

The few that keeps their mind thankful, Humble in this space of time

It's hard to compete rhymes tangled, tumbled turning spacious lines

I never see concrete vibes mangled, Stumbled learning gracious rhymes

 

The most dangerous worldview available, is of those who haven't seen

They boast glamerous rescue unbreakable, take a toast to passions screened

And I compose virtue sustainable, I'm trying to expose the Aston scene

And the closed jelous contine predictable, those opposed to compassion dreams