One two See Right here this is Yo, yo, massive
There's deep inside That's you that love's so much more This is a masquerade When alright You know time for the writing wars If just a masquerade
When I feel the way of my innocence Looking for emotions are fallacy Everything is waiting on that for new opuses and alibis
And I'm you, ohh If I could from falling And I bet you, ohh the Voices in your head but no place to go
something deep inside That's you that love's so much more is just a masquerade
I sit back with the microphone watchin' these MC's turn to Producin' all the factors that flip life, into a We like a bunch of mannequins battery operated, With five sentences us to the Earth Rich sinners since the of my birth For it's worth, dissuaded love I'm steadily spreadin' over the beat down Let's meditate and feel the now
Like beautiful rain, on the desert the sun parch the ground on the weak sound I it down, to elements H2O A place to go, that you escape the flow not exist, I love the truth so I persist Intelligent men? Or just Gorillas in the Clenchin' a black fist, for the size of bill I leave the space so you can think it now so just chill
something There's something in something There's deep inside That's telling you that love's so more This is just a When everything's You know time for the writing wars If it's just a
Black shit, ration, tryin' to up But they can't even cash it, kick shit
{First message In this venture, nothing gained, only just touched the surface Once nervous, when for a worthless purpose It was once more this, before the heart left the beat The soul left the speech, I'm still to reach My niche, and teach the love again the hate of a present day Got stepped after, being genuine we're away}
{Before the importance of diamonds, And a platinum place, fallen from Not my campus with trace Of the same I came in, this thing is worth saving Standing in the pockets holding of what I'm saying Blaming myself only for supporting what they're
{I may peek the storm, but now it's raining of late, it's hard to be creative Although creating is native to me, I to be Even patience couldn't save it, from the days of They believe I would say this No longer wings, Kamau is what my name is}
{Too many undermine, I underline Placing my poetry underneath making of rhymes It was a creation of Brown or blank slates Subway and cardboard bound with masking tape It was the sound of the evening, the way the day grew Words tumble from over my tongue And gave a new to my fate}
{It doesn't even matter how the chatter would us With on our side they could barely stand against us Um, what up? Uh Kheaven, goin' down? Um I got message, and uh yeah Basically call me and tell me Sorry about the length of the message, but you You feelin' it? Aight man End of