I didnt write this, it wrote me.
I need time to think
Think about how i'm distinct
Dinstinct from these rhymes i speak
I speak them intertwined with meaning
I mean i'm defined between them
Between each line is freedom
Freedom to disguise my dreams and
Hide what i see when
My eyes believe true lies tied to false hope
And hope falls behind my walls broke
My soul soaks.. up the pieces to coax
Every piece of me that chokes
On the daggers
Of every back stabber who has a bone to pick
But I make no bones of it and expose'm quick
Who's friend, who's foe, who's both to Rich
Who's toes to miss when im throwing a fit
Thrown in the mix of this melting pot
Sweltering hot chics only stir up the top
Top of the ladder where pockets are fatter
Where birds churp to words that dont even matter
Chit-chatter and cake scatters the batter of the fake
And gathers the pigeons to fit in the hole that they make
Pigeon-holed to shake.. What Your Mama Gave Ya!!
Instead of acting... How Your Mama Raised Ya!!
Will turn you into.. Just Another Flavor!!
Of the month, but i wont front.. i'll taste ya
Replace the.. bitch with some cents and dollars
A dog-eat-dog world, yet.. i cant afford a collar
But..
I got collered shirts for work with matching ties
Work all my life like a jerk
And my worth still passes by
Bypasses every effort i've tried.. to give to my pocket
If sky's the limit, then my debt is a rocket
I reach to stop it and pull my arms out they socket
The key is to lock it and throw away the key
But when i key in my code the atm laughs at me
And me talking about money is either blasphamy, or
The Lord has a cents of humor...
Cause i didn't ask to be poor
So pour another glass for me dawg
Let me get blasted before
Im stuck behind the glass in the morgue
Cause after all..
I still need time to think
Think about how i'm distinct
Dinstinct from these rhymes i speak
I speak them intertwined with meaning
I mean i'm defined between them
Between each line is freedom.
Freedom is a state of mind.
