i just

sit and wonder for a second
is it a blessin or a curse
which hand to pick
stuck in a rut
of past thoughts n mis-trust.

i play my hand at the game
to see what i land on
a land-mine for wired dimes spilling secrets from the pores of open sores. i guess i was a bore. fixated you were, this whole process was a blur.

such a silly game i play when my heart is on the line.
i contemplate the ways to make you all mine.

but if in all honestly you'd rather be without me then go ahead and leave me. i lack the time and the patience to be stuck around babysittin, cryin n wishin that it was I you were missin.

ill take it day by day.
as only my mom would say.
shit its the only way.
will i give up this way?
i fail to know if i do or dont
but a mental break is what i need to feel ok today.

freestyle

gon head girl doubt my ability but lyrically i physically assault you verbally.
i don't take too kindly to insults. never mind my hand as it floats across ya throat.
its about time i release this beast from its cage, i take ya face worser than nick cage
its a nickname i gave him
kinda like ya mom, shes dedicated to this always on time
i receive salutes religiously
but mentally its just not the right pick for me

i thought we had it all till we dropped the ball
no need for name calls who am i to tell who was the first to fall?
im a sucker for a lover
just another rope to climb on while you get ya play on.

dream on sore loser
how you know she was gon pick her?
well man its kinda like this
when you play ya last and settle for a trick
they up n leave ya for diamond in the sky
while traveling in that mile high club.
the dumbest shit ever when you fallen in love
tell her whats up, that u gave in to give up
to lay on her chest
while listenin to dub-step.

but check it, im not done yet.
not the greatest but the illest.
id rather be sick so you pick me
nurse this beast i think im feelin sickly.
a cough and pant a soft rage and rant about how i cant get my act together.
how was i suppose to know i was best for her.
open up ya mind and ya heart will soon follow
such a long process like the sleepy hollow.
i got time to waste if you take the place next to me
its obviously the best thing for you and me. so see.
i peep game from the sideline players. they whisper the plan so i attack like Goliath
depending on the angle i look like an angel.
move too fast n now im ahead of my class.
scouts honor i wont bother her anymore



nothins too far when these beats n bars
are by far the strangest occurrence
since the emergence of the king
ding dong ya career is long gone.
stupid fool ya got it all wrong.
flash n cash n stack ur all wack.
lost momentum when the pendulum swung in the opposite direction.
listener discretion be advice i seamlessly mastered my creativity when the pen hit the pad.
and just like that i got you all mad.
yeah just like that got you all mad.

don't you love it when the underdog takes over and just does it?
you wasn't ya best when compared to the rest.
take nap while you get slapped around. or better yet
pull out ya android and follow the apps the sound the fake claps.
cuz you will never get appreciated.
so don't you ever affiliate yourself with the all highest.
all fliest better yet call me your majesty.
i can see my future mapped out like its suppose to be.
see, im on top. you barely made by ya skins.
dig in to my leftovers.
bums be drummin um n lovin um
so i just go n smother um with puns n runs.
then is done. layed to rest, lights out before the sun goes down
the realist shit will reveal itself.
i let the rest unfold
thats how my story will go.
listen to the king and rest will follow.




none the greatest testimente to a real life legend in the makin.
stop hatin, and get the congradulatin