sick and angered by my friends extremely cold and heartless/honest talkin shit behind my back about me to my friends the source a jealous passion towards a spirit stuck in contention and fame just need some time to myself again need to bring back the old days when i was in control of my life again and again just endangered w/ my friends extremely bold and honest i'll be when it comes to me i said i'm sorry but you don't hear me i tried to say that i was sorry to you but you don't think i speak honestly thats ok cause i can move on i'm so sorry....no

+++fear to see:

i see the truth upon that pedistal's frowning down upon me like a trophy valued by masses of minds are closed to a variety and change in a life so bland and boring uncontent living through others learning from nothing experienced independantly responsibilty pointing failure cause the reflection in the mirror is what you fear to see like a trophy you pose like you're better than me like i care what you say... whipped i've seen both sides of the fence because changing is evolving a learning lesson through experience more knowledge than your common man's 9 to 5 blindness uncontent w/ his well off being i'm just fine...no

+++believed:

frankly modest truth dishonest eyes upon us like a vulture in the sky hovering carcass moulding earth filthy birth after... friction based upon fiction replacing friendship untrueness concentration speculation heresy is controlling us all this flagrant foul stench upon us overwhelming everybody like an imaginary forklift falsly you point your finger as a scolding mother fucker sucker blamin' evil upon another under that pedistal you hold yourself so high above us i can't imagine what it's like to not give a shit about nothin but your un-beleived a holy story led in motion peers are punished for their individuality seperating us all.

+++shine:

fly so high like a star...i'm str8 up representin' the spirit in the world that keeps on forgettin' the meaning of life all things are dancin' in the rhythm of eternal harmony astrology the portrait of wisdom across the skies is full of truth no lies...like a star i'll shine every night w/ you by my side feels so right...all alone in a world so cold, no, i'm not alone in a world so cold

+++mentobe:

sometimes i just sit back and wonder what was meant to be learned from that event that occured everything happens for a reason right i left behind just another tragic lesson in life an organic rush adrenaline flight high above the traumatised situation of life...it's ironic, considerate rarity patron of love, higher knowledge engulfs me 'cause, the blast of fate a lesson, to my eyes concerned and overwhelmed theirs were of fear yet i'm feelin' so empty inside and yet it burns so akward this..time.....tears a waterfall of acid cries from his, eyes, i need to recognize, it's meant to be...he's alive and his cries just begin arisin' suprisin' as well...this little boy proud of helpin' those in need but he's not me but just maybe he could be, i can see it now because, i'm a hero in his eyes temporarily blind this immature kid a spirit as well an angel, hiding by helping and wanting to understand..me...it's somethin' w/ my pride, lies, i cannot hide my true side, and maybe in distress i can still come out laughing that's the way i am...am i hard to recognize? what do i need to realize? why can't i see w/ my own eyes? what do i need to see?

+++flatline:

i don't care what you think about me...stuck in flatline but i'm still breathin' thinkin' about my options' time to make my decision 'cause it's so easy makin' it difficult to choose i choose myself rather than conform for you, take your authority and shove it, individual in charge you've got to love it, absent minded blue collar worker, a jerk or whatever you think i should be...i don't give a damn what you think about me, your vision's distorted, and your ego's in charge

+++lowlife:

in company respect's shown mutual into it's own, indifference although when i'm left alone and true feeling's begin to show, honesty overflows in my mind when i try not to cry 'cause i'm blind and alive, and esteem has no gleam and it can't be seen, i'm so alone, i still can't understand these feeling's that i'm feelin, you're pullin' me back and forth all that you're doin' is confusin' me, with this emotional strain, it's drivin' me to the edge of insanity, you can't blame me for your pain and sufferin'...not keepin on no downlow, i'm screamin the flow in your face, just like mace in your eyes, like feelin' my bass in your thighs, it's time to recognize and realize that your ways are not the only ways to lead your life...low, concerned about what others think right, cause your ego's makin' your core so weak tunnel vision, you move from .a to .b to .c, that's not the point see, you lived your life around me....i'm crushed inside, each day i get by, w/ the gleam in my eyes...if you want me then just try to find me, if you ever need to suck me dry, when you need me you won't ever see me i've lost respect now watch you cry, touched on me so shortly then just left me 2 you watched me bleed now you smile, you walked through me while you crushed that gleam i had inside my eyes.

+++comeback:

ill times rollin' lackin the flow ache in my throat and wisdom seems so lost, and yet it's better in ways it's different, i miss those oldschool meditations when relaxing and getting visions was a given w/ my eyes closed i propose a toast, to myself to find the time to ask my lord and galaxy to point me in the right direction, i got my foot in the door, i gotta keep on writin' and stay planted to this world, be4 i can take off....please come back to me i need to say goodbye to these old ways stagnant lifestyle's no longer in my way, i gotta keep on movin', so i pray, and wait for a sign from my guides, they help me proceed as i lay, and dream of my future, i miss those times....cumback to me.....

+++mirrors reflection:

I'm your mirror's reflection, what you don't like about me is what you hate in yourself, you should see through others eyes be4 you go ahead and make 'em feel like shit stop it but you won't because you hate yourselves images bitch, sometimes i get so frustrated haunting visions in the back of my mind, oh you struck a pose w/ your hand extended open arms in an idiocratic ways you try to lie to yourselves but you can't break through that sacred wisdom of your spirit...used...freak....sometimes i would give anything just to be somethin more than nothin'

+++can'tnot:

breakin' 'em off a piece of my wicked funky style up front str8 up, no hiding behind a facade conformed society's way masses try to fit in, sin after sinner up inner higher self discriminatin' against the ways others are livin' their live's but i's real different yes a unique open mind just fuckin' sittin' around here totally bored just waitin' for fate to let me conquer my goals, these helpless feelins' although they're not true, no verve is left inside of my soul, but tell me what can i do? forced to cope, just don't know, how to acheive, my goals...a life derived through inner strength, and the traits in the divine, strange perversity dominates, the spirit and the mind...

+++justice is blindfolded:

justice wears a blindfold...justice is blind to my kind w/ an open mind you will find that the truth will set you free to be yourself, equality is unheard of, in this establishment pre-judicial system where money talks i am unheard disciples from hate in control loud and clear it's not fair, open our ears and our minds will follow, equal voice volume no longer hollow w/ this blindfold....it's so hateful and cold what we're told's another lie, spit out by, our nation of misinformation their hearts like cement heavy and thick like mud no brother can afford a lawyer to correct what's been done, innocence is money, no cash, i just look funny, ain't hired 'cause my life's a parole, to bad it's my life you fuckin' stole, you can't take away my free-dumb this ostracising way of life you're leading it's bleeding ignorance infectious to others your influence influenza...you can't take my life from me...

++++sound control:

you know that i'm a fugitive that's how it is, a funky freaked out twisted lyricistical mystical energy, when i'm flowin' i'm flowin' to blow it up, because i'm like gravy, i got the sauce to get it done right, and acheive all there is that i want to be individuality about myself remainin' true and free, and helpin' others in need ain't no greed conquerin' my destiny, i live my life around the homeopathic schizophrenical energetical vocal manner is gettin' fatter and fatter served on a platter w/ a big old fat ass side of metaphysical culture, i've controled my past and i control my future..don't see my life through tunnel vision w/ horizon's expanded w/ an open mind clear to those tidbits of knowledge..pimp ass..you know i like to kick out that flowin' shit, make you get up and grove so loose and let your inner child play out loud and experience the only way's to learn and enjoy those times seem so and few and far between right, take advantage w/ that smile i've seen, w/ that gold toothed grin when we win over the floor, like be4 me w/ my bro to my right side he's the man churnin' out that collaborated rhythm, to make those clothes fill up w/ sweat, the girls are ? I control my future, I've controlled my past, try to keep my head clear to acheive my goals at last...it's a whole as a sound control..

+++scapegoat:

corrupt errupting authority watchin over me all the time rhyme after rhyme i'm keepin' it real w/ that spat out flow of steele, those lyrics promote a unity of the real people, but still sometimes i feel like a walkin conspiracy theory to all of the motherfuckers around who got a problem w/ my ways it's ok i'll keep my head up w/ my chin down bull forward head on collision, w/ those who ain't got no faith in the cause that i feel i need to get across in my lifetime the clock's tickin' time's winding down so make it all worthwile stop blamin' me, i'll be your scapegoat.....these psychotic tendencies you have for me just comin' out of nowhere, nah, if you spoke your mind more often you'd see it's not me, cause i'm your teacher your preacher a creature willing to take on my own responsibilities though, i'll be your scapegoat blamed by your ego's unwillingness to be confronted and true, lackin' respect you choose to spit in the wind, but Karmas' chasin' you blamin' me, I'll be your....Blamed black sheep I stray, ostracised for being me...