So sincere when u hear what I say
Steal what I fear
and I'll sell what I hate
so sincere when it's all so clear
When you see what I see
and it's all right there
and it's all right
Ready for the fight
Already on the mic
Ready to contract
Ready to incite
Fear.
Only an ounce to react
Laughter is after the fact
I dialed it In just outside of the track
I tried trying too
bringing it back
Then I turned red as I fled
Then I fade to black
And now I'm dying
I'm trying to bringing it back
So many times that we will subtract
Soul is intact
Hacked.
So hold your ears out
pull your eyelids back
Keep your mouth closed
And your brain intact.

The bloody nose dry
While the chin held high
From charity to fine dexterity
When the win cell climbs
I'm a find my clarity
Here at the top
I can not stop my smile
I'm a get vile.
I'm a get free
I'm a get profound
Lyrical is spiritual in sound.
I'm a king so I talk down.
Continue to follow the crown
Laying on the stoned cold ground
One thing is perfectly clear
even when the crowd is sincere
your tears have smeared up your frown
Even the weekend is shrewd
Simpleton knights
Riling the fights in the feud
Hence while writing is life
A critical cynical light it incites on the mood.
I am in tune.
Even the taste is in bloom.
Salvage the room.
Turn back the time until ten till two.
Is it true?
What the people say about you?
What you do? What you don't?
Did you manifest while you took that test?
I bet ya the shovel it won't.
Or did you fall asleep in your seat while the cheap gum held firm at the bottom of your desk?
A gravity in protest.