10.17.15

(v1)
Something tells me i've been here before
Not sure what it is but I feel it's force
Coursing through my veins from an open pore
They say when you open doors, don't be surprised by who is coming forward

Do you really know why you do it for?
Glimmers in the distance could be mirrors that you're moving toward
The world is a kaleidoscope
How can you see it when your eyes are closed?

And how do I begin to make you see?
Everything you've ever seen is make believe
Nothing is as it ever did seem
So reality is never far off from your dreams

I'm wide awake, and it's morning, but didn't get to sleep
Getting lost in the pages of all the books I read
Spread word on the loosest leaf
My thoughts are heavy and the waters deep

(Chorus)
No I won't stop, till the day that I drop,
I'mma make sure I get it right
And till then I won't quit, taking no shit,
Cause you never know what you are gonna get in life
Though your patience runs thin, gotta have thick skin
When they tell you, "better get in line"
You telling, "nah man i'm doing fine…"
I decide when i'm getting mine

(v2)
It was all a dream, sitting by the river writing verses
In my head, I was certain that the pen wouldn't word it right
Went to work as a poet, opening auras
Orator, verbal art of war, metaphor metamorphosis

More to this than you think
You ain't on my level, you're just pushed to the brink
At the end of that plank is a ice cold drink
Drop to the depths, let it all sink in

When I get in the booth, I shoot Lincoln
Daniel-Day, that's an eagle-eye description
I read scripts, and decrypt them
Wrapping up these rappers with the Hieroglyphic lyrics like Egyptians

I am the lost and found I am the missing
Piece of the puzzle, but be damned if I fit in
Waiting for the end, this is hardly the beginning
But sitting, waiting, wishing, won't bring visions to fruition

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(v3)
So pardon me for never feeling a part of school
Plenty fish in the sea, will they market you?
The target audience, will they applaud the star in you
Or bury your heart in the desert, where you are far from view

Or put you in a zoo on exhibit
As example of what happens when you go beyond your limits
It's a gimmick, they just want to sell tickets
Price of your soul, the price of admission

I'd rather have a portrait hang in museum exhibitions
But I'm out here living like I'm Dorian Gray
These walls can't hold me, i'm kicking out of this frame
I'm lifting off of the page like a symphony played

I'm in it to stay, every place we go, we're embraced
So I know we're getting close to the end of the chase
The man in black fled across the desert, and the gunslinger followed
See you tomorrow

(Chorus)