Tuesday, July 26, 2011

The Air You Breathe

I don't know How Many Times I've Climbed and I fall
Rain shed on my parades...Shutdown and just ball...
My Eyes Out....
Insanity Plea...for myself....At times Depressed...
I sign out....From The Forefront to lean back...
Observe thee E-ttack......I say E instead of A...cause Life's Attacks are Enormous
Dont Slouch....its Alarming....


Denounce all your fears....And Just Do
Or Push beyond Capable.....
To the Max...no levels...
Since space is farther than the sky
And whats farther then space, the unknown....
So i Want to Be That.....But not Crazy..
Looked in the mirror noticed the glaze over my eyes
it was slight fog but not Hazy...


Even though the purple's smoke...blows through my nostrils
Its aroma my pain......
The Stench of it all...Applied to much pressure to my temple's
lobes....Only for my occipital see it all...future's on me....I've some many talents...
I'm like the army...tryna be it all....
And Every day I tell myself to be the best I gotta beat 'em all
but how do i stay original if everyone is tryna be "IT"
All...


I dont want to be the Next this...The Next That.....
I want to be The First....Me....Nigga to sing tener...but each song at a low key....
Harmonize like something past pitch...Tone....Just ease...
but people fear different...cause society posts its whats the norm...on ya status/tweet....
Magazine..Ads...Sheets....
Slim Wastes...look at the Face....
 Caked Makeup...
See why they call it Cover girl....
hiding the real them to the world...


Lets see how tired you are ...with luggage under ya lenz...oooo Gucci....Shady.....Shallow...
Lui....Juicy...Polo....
I rock shades too....but I'm blind to Your facts...
Ray Charles...Dont You Come Back...
Real Recognize Real...how? When Alot of People aint that...
Sell them Self for the Dollar....Piece Paper, aint Jack....


City ,how the Lights Never go off... I'm on My Wesley Snipes, Black 
to the core...Roots...In my veins...heritage..
.seems like the only thing I want to show off...
Since pride got me in alot of trouble....
So this steam..burning me ...I'm tryna blow off...
and If our Perception all different.....then where lies the harm...


Hate the artificial...Fake ass fassades...Photoshop...crop they pictures....Mirage
Showing you things that are not there...
dont be fooled by the phony
I determine where beauty
 lies....
Cause it Truths self evident.....
It surpasses the flesh.....on that intellectual...spirit....
I'm doing it again...digressing...
Do you Follow..Cause I'm Reaching...
Kinda searching....just digging....UP


Some feelings...that I been meaning...let go...I reached this peak before...but i stopped...Cause i was on my Machel Montano, One More Time ish...
Bullshit keeps building....Why the Stress Keeps Piling...
Reach the Point where its Now or NEVER...
Cause the Devil Still Smiling....


Waiting for me to Fuck Up!!!
Since temptation....seems like an easy route...Paradise Island...
Plenty of times I thought about Suicide...but that would be selfish...
To My Family ....My Friends.......Enemies to make amends


Last Line....Life Aint Easy...For No One ....Never been...Whether You got a silver spoon or in the pen....
Third world country, no food...just dry leathery skin...
Everyone On This Planet has Problems
Just different degrees of Handling....
Take it from ME your gonna Win....Live Life and Stop making it harder....Puzzling...
Simplicity ...key...remember it could always be worst...
Cherish the air you BreAThE...
Cherish The air you bReatHe


The Air You Breathe....

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