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