Spiritual warrior on millennium plane
My brain slain a million times from the pain,
Of the lowercase version of the capital gain
Tears rain from the pressure
From the layers of pain
I say a prayer for my blessings, keep my spirits sustained
'Cause through the hardship
The stars lit
The skies above the hospital, my hospital
And God gave three little boys a father
So the obstacle will never bother me because I rob them of their homage
In God I see my prominence
In a "District" sick with global dominance.
I read my palms and see the signs are ominous
I made a promise to my mama
Say your prayers kids
After you put on your pajamas
And we be jamm'n rIng the alarm and wait for Babylon throne come falling
Politicians know
They hear us hollering!
But no respect
Malcolm X
By any means necessary protect your neck
And I will never submit to threats of death
Because I exhale death, when I expel
My next breath
To infinity my destiny's protected
But my enemies are defensive and restless and jealous...
But my energy receptor had just detected elevated stress in the collective.
And ever present but separate
We come together to connect on a molecular level like the weather
To develop a respect like the heavens
Or death by crashing
'Cause things never happen the way that you practiced
That's why I've mastered the tactics of adapting
See the master has taught us backwards
Through his actions, habits and addicts so that the facts are established...
But still lack to matter?
It's a travesty
Yet we battle like slave niggas
'Cause these days and age
The way that I figure
The dimensions of the bigger picture consist of images and visions
That mix and blend like liquid to send a rhythm to my memory
The residual energy from the sender
For the men and women with the mental discipline to enter, the center
Behold!
Spoken soul
Focused, wrote and told
Slowly the story began to unfold to show
That the road to the soul must always flow,
Through the center of the whole.
And know that what flows is the pinnacle of the quintessential dimensions of the mold.







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