Originally Posted by
aztekmonk
yo ma physical ounceless as the hands transit me thru eras
innocence shed as ma soul gets scarred,visions of the past
engraved in ma mind so the present reflect ma roots
the future ,jus a brailled earthling tryna peep sunlight
mentally brailled cant peep ma flow
tha intellect extract the ore from the aztek core
clock tickin symbolizin ma acquisition of hip hop tecniks
so i can dare step into thu wu cipher n spit ma mind
elevate ma kind stuck on the path to the unknown destination
sunday sessions tell us our actions determine the destiny
so i try to walk the narrow but situations gat me deviatin
cant profess to be righteous when evil seeds tryna sprout
in ma mind so i dig into ma heart n unearth vague traces of
humanity hopin to choke out the seeds of devility tryna strangle
ma personality ma existence done witnessed man subcumbin to
the will of the supanatural ,to a point where we reduced to pawns
on a chess board so i keep breathin waitin for the hands to carry
me to ma final abode
Bookmarks