...Flow documented soul certified sick
Kinetic verse server over energized kick
So smooth my words breeze the atmosphere's calm
Next minute the wind change to nuclear bomb
Look around the blood freshly spilled in the street
Gunned down by cold heart that kills in the heat
Of the moment so potent thee adrenaline and the rush
For the mind that's caged up its more than enough
But you were made to break free taste see just faintly
And wait to hate me until at least you shade me
And I'll turn lights on, and we'll turn mics on,
Suitin up as if we're putting helmets and spikes on,
Hypes gone, now there's a new buzz to build
There's a plan of attack and if it be the Lords will
Then I'm swinging swords still and I am ever more Ill
Finding treasure, more skill, by His grace I am filled,
I am breathing and the mics on.
DB
