verse one
leaving the past unmasked is a rough task questions enough asked
So let a new day start i meditated as half the day passed
tickets and bills payed know i'm leaning with very little cash
big heart and ego like the panthers it's power to the people
it's seems were still unequal ruled by the elite evil's
i couldn't operate my level was feeble
leave you thinking about attacking from words of the reaction
without defense no action why are the higher-up's acting?
like nothing is wrong it's the same dances, and songs
plus trees we roll or pull out of a bong
now the weak are becoming strong enough to get it on
and become owners instead of bums, and loners
active wisdom in practice so we can achieve
a power that was man-made i could never believe
polluted air in my atmosphere it's a fear to breathe
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clouded visionz of missions uncompleted
we never retreated still undefeated
v2
tired of fighting demons i can't see too brave to flee
half my life a wanderer but never a wannabe
blinded by the sun-light reflecting off the sea
metaphorically my minds a university
enough niggas backing me to rush a city
generous acts my words soaked in facts
slackers in slacks mimic my raps
vocals recorded for a 5 stack
pretty women had my mind trapped
head hurting wearing a grind cap
it's obvious he's broke hustling for smokes
a fast car that broke-down for most
memorable like the freedom trail
until my dreams de-railed i failed
women ruining their faces lacking inner-beauty
this world is plastic soon to melt truly
that's why i'm hostile with hot styles and so unruly
saluting no men but my soulja's and sisters
my expected wreckage call it the twister
hit ya with no thought the truth lifter
headed for zion with the iron the ironic mic ripper
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