(AMC Verse)
Brainstorm form flash floods in mental regions
Providing flows that I believe in
Like priest believe in god (I believe)
But, modern idealism doesn’t parallel with my intuition
This shell of flesh seems less important than I was taught
(“The Flesh Is Weak”)
So, I sort through the mysteries, review the histories of evolution
And, question, if life is a problem, should death be a solution?
As long as you don’t force it because
It’s essеntial it takes its natural courses
And then unseen forcеs
Evaluate your soul, calculate the pros and cons
Determine if the soul moves on
To the spiritual plane
Or become imprisoned in a mortal once a-gain
For suffering and pain…
Through which you must endure
And through that process the soul becomes pure
But, if you continue to give in to temptations
Your trapped in life cycles until the days of Revelations
And, it’s too late then for repenting for sins
You’ve been committing for eternities
Engulfed by hell’s flames, which burn eternally
Spiritual suffering
And, only holy water can be snuffing them hell fires
Prophets of god got that elixir
Never heard of god’s prophets in hell, you get the picture
Fix ya wrong doings now
The coming of the last days isn’t long now
You’ve gotta be strong somehow (gotta be strong)
Despite your foul environment, survivin’ it’s a requirement
To gain passageway into the massive gates of paradise
Take this here advice, you need it
God will bless those who heed it
And, condemn the blasphemous ones who don’t believe it
I let it be written, so you could listen, learn, rewrite, and read it
Forever…words for you treasure
(Scratch/Sample Hook)
“Try to purify my soul” (4Xs)
“It opened my opened my eyes more that the flesh was weak”
“Flesh was weak” (3Xs)
“Cause the flesh is meaningless, it remains amongst the dirt”
(Nikoless Verse)
I’m willing to sacrifice my life like Jesus Christ
If I thought it could save humanity
But, needless to say
I feel I’d get the same results I do when I pray
But, I DO believe in god
I believe he’s moved on to the next project
The next steps to perfect the formulation for new life
And, when he finally forms that equation
That’ll begin the days of Revelations
And, while the majority of mankind
Proceeds in panic and run around in panic
Like they’ve lost their minds
That’s probably when you’ll finally find
Me poppin’ bottles of champagne
Saying, ‘Hey, I can’t complain’ (“The flesh is weak”)
Cause without my daughter and Hip Hop, my life is just a wastin’
Sometimes that’s the way I really feel (Sometimes)
Never concerned with makin’ a mil
Just make enough money to make a meal
For my daughter, put food on the table and help support her
One day I hope to have a son
Then, I can die with a smile on my face, love in heart
Hip Hop in my veins and fly rhyme on the tip of my tongue
I got time right? I’m only 27 years young…
(Scratch/Sample Hook)
“Try to purify my soul” (4Xs)
“It opened my opened my eyes to the fact that the flesh was weak”
“Flesh was weak” (3Xs)
“Cause the flesh is meaningless, it remains amongst the dirt”
(Formless Verse)
I contemplated suicide when I was young
But my mom put a fear in me
If I took my own life I’d damage myself severely spiritually
(thank you)
So, thanks to my pops for giving me Hip Hop as an alternative
To learn to give my all
Even though I know I was born to live a life to die
But, not till my time’s up will I know if my soul
Will roam beyond the barriers of the ozone
Or teleported back into flesh and bone (“The flesh is weak”)
So, I strain my brain to gain essential knowledge
And a wider worldly outlook
Erase the pain by writing words inside of a wide-ruled notebook
The long time that it took, left me with stacks of rhymes
And, in the process, nearly lost my mind
Mentality split in three, psychologically challenging me
When we reformed, I was reborn with the same physical form
But with the addition of locks of wisdom (dreadlocks)
Serving as symbolism for my escapism from mental prison
Plus, my lust for material success was suppressed
With less interest in how many woman I could undress
I focused my emphasis
On the presence of a stronger spiritual essence
A well needed adjustment…
Negatively received by those surrounding me
Some comments that were made….that still be astounding me
So, I separate from all those except for those I’m bound to
By blood, sweat & tears through years of friendship and trust
Some matters to personal to discuss
Plus, and in certain times my mind goes blank too
So, excuse me if I never said thank you
So allow me to immortalize your memory with words of truth
Spoke in a vocal booth, from memos that became demos
That I hope to press into 12” singles
With acapellas and instrumentals
BUT…it ain’t that simple
Still, that’s one of few promises I’m bound to
So, Eddy, Zeke, Lynn, Michelle, and J Pratt
Thank god that I found you
Cause you helped me find me
And once again define me as mentally healthy
So, for eternity I’ll internally love all thee above…spiritually
Cause you always believed in
Even when I questioned my own beliefs
Cause beneath my smiles of the flesh
And my confidence of the surface
My life was a mess, and it left me feeling worthless
And that’s when I learned this
The road to self control
Cost me a toll of an all -time low financial setback
Depression set in
Substantial enough I thought I’d never get back on track
Falling in that same trap
Visualizing my name on a stone for my tomb
Until my second time in a delivery room
I regain control of my soul through the birth of Alyssa Nikole
So, I’m at peace with you
Even though our relationship didn’t hold (Stacey)
We’re bound together for life to make sure hers goes right
No need to argue or fight, we’ll move on with our lives
We can still stay apart
Still a part of us will shine from that seed of life we sparked
And, I’m still searching
For the person to be instrumental in my re-emerging
As a child…innocent and young
So, I can possibly see me through the eyes of my daughter
And my yet unborn son
And, if that day comes (IF)…yeah, Imma write another one…
Brainstorm form flash floods in mental regions
Providing flows that I believe in
Like priest believe in god (I believe)
But, modern idealism doesn’t parallel with my intuition
This shell of flesh seems less important than I was taught
(“The Flesh Is Weak”)
So, I sort through the mysteries, review the histories of evolution
And, question, if life is a problem, should death be a solution?
As long as you don’t force it because
It’s essеntial it takes its natural courses
And then unseen forcеs
Evaluate your soul, calculate the pros and cons
Determine if the soul moves on
To the spiritual plane
Or become imprisoned in a mortal once a-gain
For suffering and pain…
Through which you must endure
And through that process the soul becomes pure
But, if you continue to give in to temptations
Your trapped in life cycles until the days of Revelations
And, it’s too late then for repenting for sins
You’ve been committing for eternities
Engulfed by hell’s flames, which burn eternally
Spiritual suffering
And, only holy water can be snuffing them hell fires
Prophets of god got that elixir
Never heard of god’s prophets in hell, you get the picture
Fix ya wrong doings now
The coming of the last days isn’t long now
You’ve gotta be strong somehow (gotta be strong)
Despite your foul environment, survivin’ it’s a requirement
To gain passageway into the massive gates of paradise
Take this here advice, you need it
God will bless those who heed it
And, condemn the blasphemous ones who don’t believe it
I let it be written, so you could listen, learn, rewrite, and read it
Forever…words for you treasure
(Scratch/Sample Hook)
“Try to purify my soul” (4Xs)
“It opened my opened my eyes more that the flesh was weak”
“Flesh was weak” (3Xs)
“Cause the flesh is meaningless, it remains amongst the dirt”
(Nikoless Verse)
I’m willing to sacrifice my life like Jesus Christ
If I thought it could save humanity
But, needless to say
I feel I’d get the same results I do when I pray
But, I DO believe in god
I believe he’s moved on to the next project
The next steps to perfect the formulation for new life
And, when he finally forms that equation
That’ll begin the days of Revelations
And, while the majority of mankind
Proceeds in panic and run around in panic
Like they’ve lost their minds
That’s probably when you’ll finally find
Me poppin’ bottles of champagne
Saying, ‘Hey, I can’t complain’ (“The flesh is weak”)
Cause without my daughter and Hip Hop, my life is just a wastin’
Sometimes that’s the way I really feel (Sometimes)
Never concerned with makin’ a mil
Just make enough money to make a meal
For my daughter, put food on the table and help support her
One day I hope to have a son
Then, I can die with a smile on my face, love in heart
Hip Hop in my veins and fly rhyme on the tip of my tongue
I got time right? I’m only 27 years young…
(Scratch/Sample Hook)
“Try to purify my soul” (4Xs)
“It opened my opened my eyes to the fact that the flesh was weak”
“Flesh was weak” (3Xs)
“Cause the flesh is meaningless, it remains amongst the dirt”
(Formless Verse)
I contemplated suicide when I was young
But my mom put a fear in me
If I took my own life I’d damage myself severely spiritually
(thank you)
So, thanks to my pops for giving me Hip Hop as an alternative
To learn to give my all
Even though I know I was born to live a life to die
But, not till my time’s up will I know if my soul
Will roam beyond the barriers of the ozone
Or teleported back into flesh and bone (“The flesh is weak”)
So, I strain my brain to gain essential knowledge
And a wider worldly outlook
Erase the pain by writing words inside of a wide-ruled notebook
The long time that it took, left me with stacks of rhymes
And, in the process, nearly lost my mind
Mentality split in three, psychologically challenging me
When we reformed, I was reborn with the same physical form
But with the addition of locks of wisdom (dreadlocks)
Serving as symbolism for my escapism from mental prison
Plus, my lust for material success was suppressed
With less interest in how many woman I could undress
I focused my emphasis
On the presence of a stronger spiritual essence
A well needed adjustment…
Negatively received by those surrounding me
Some comments that were made….that still be astounding me
So, I separate from all those except for those I’m bound to
By blood, sweat & tears through years of friendship and trust
Some matters to personal to discuss
Plus, and in certain times my mind goes blank too
So, excuse me if I never said thank you
So allow me to immortalize your memory with words of truth
Spoke in a vocal booth, from memos that became demos
That I hope to press into 12” singles
With acapellas and instrumentals
BUT…it ain’t that simple
Still, that’s one of few promises I’m bound to
So, Eddy, Zeke, Lynn, Michelle, and J Pratt
Thank god that I found you
Cause you helped me find me
And once again define me as mentally healthy
So, for eternity I’ll internally love all thee above…spiritually
Cause you always believed in
Even when I questioned my own beliefs
Cause beneath my smiles of the flesh
And my confidence of the surface
My life was a mess, and it left me feeling worthless
And that’s when I learned this
The road to self control
Cost me a toll of an all -time low financial setback
Depression set in
Substantial enough I thought I’d never get back on track
Falling in that same trap
Visualizing my name on a stone for my tomb
Until my second time in a delivery room
I regain control of my soul through the birth of Alyssa Nikole
So, I’m at peace with you
Even though our relationship didn’t hold (Stacey)
We’re bound together for life to make sure hers goes right
No need to argue or fight, we’ll move on with our lives
We can still stay apart
Still a part of us will shine from that seed of life we sparked
And, I’m still searching
For the person to be instrumental in my re-emerging
As a child…innocent and young
So, I can possibly see me through the eyes of my daughter
And my yet unborn son
And, if that day comes (IF)…yeah, Imma write another one…
( Savage Intellect (2) )
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