Writing all these rhymes while I'm staring at the paper
I'm back at it, plans for world domination I can't take ya, sorry but the angels is for
Saving When death speaks up, it'll leave you in anguish
A man have made ya, those damn creatures I'm bout fed up, I can't keep up
Amount met up, I might need ya I can't see the distance, but I might seize
The moment Just to bear witness and then condone it
The type to do a solid till it's frozen I'm all alone when I'm honing my skills, for real, soldier, controlling my will For real, no one, I know that it's real
Can feel motion, a well-known focus It's all kosher
All of mine, yes, I need all of mine Can't call it fine unless it's already designed
Just a modern mind from the valley, not the alley
Had them all surprised , I'm crossing borderlines I need a quarter pipe to get back on my grind
I live a mortal life, feeling like I'm a god Consciousness is confidence and it's all a facade
This little goal of mine, controlling all of mind
Body and spirit, it's clear now that I'm fortified Caught me conspiring theories curse this mortal mind
And I, cannot be what you'd rather deny
Confined, in myself for a moment of time, so I
I can't be what you wanted me to People gonna see what they want to see too
Can't fool me, I've been on my steelo People gonna watch ya, but they don't say a thing, no
Don't you think that this ain't for me too? I can't believe all this evil
You must keep your enemies close If you don't, then that's the shit that leaves you weak, though
I can't be what you wanted me to People gonna see what they want to see too
Can't fool me, I've been on my steelo People gonna watch ya, but they don't say a thing, no
Don't you think that this ain't for me too? I can't believe all this evil
You must keep your enemies close If you don't, then that's the shit that leaves you weak, though