I'm a man of my word - til i croak - written or spoken
My thoughts hurt - holdin' secrets you couldn't see clear so i
Wrote what was meant to be heard - ressurrect that blessing
Bestowed upon me to serve - "none righteous" i've been
Purged in the fire - stood my test of time
Rain or shine - first to rise and greet the risen son - crucified
For all man kind who- walk - talk - and live blind
Faith is violent - right now i'm prepared to die
Some cats utter words - with no real taste
But my plate is food for thought - the only dish i know to make
So i steak my claim - reign supreme - in this hell hole
The fellowship i'm seekin is in the body of christ - or open mics
- - sucka please, - i burn the invite to devil's den
Descend w/ a fleet of angels to defend god's cause
So you cringe at the mere site n sound of things lived for
But i pray for more visions to explore... yall
Can't - really understand where i'm at - until called
So that's - why we sometimes fallll....
- - truth cant be broken when we need a fix
Must be swallowed- whole- to heal the sick.
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I been sent to set apart lies from the truth reality's been blurred while infected over loops there's hurt before the healing and wreck before the rescue dirt before the cleansing and dark before the view
I see everything around me is dieng to the point of extinction
I gave yall time to heal but yall have no pateince
I'm doctoring up open wounds without the right tools
My visual is blurred but rest assured
I keep a steady flow of jewlz via the mic cord
Like and iv stuck to ya arm to straight warn...
Off potential germs i'm concerned for the heads
Who fought for this war and mentally lost the will to return
So i'm taking up they cause like a bro would in a minute
But i too am gettin' sick of these wack mcs and they 12"
Spreading a disease to a nation blind whether on line
Or off they all sitting on dr kavorkians time
I'm writing up prescriptions for all yall to recieve
I've paid my dues with no copay today it's free
And if taken correctly things will be back to the norm
Where hip-hop was always dope and love made a cypher form
I'm from the born so i speak life before i write
Incite a riot in ya mind to change ill times
Gotta eat fresh ideas in healthy portions
Take these 2 verses and like call me in the morning
