Hey, it's the same once again
Microphones fully loaded and friend
Funny I try to make this end
But it seems I'm returnin' a name


Yo, I know I said i'd exit
But i couldn't do it the minute
It flowed from my lips
Futures can't exist
In a past time paradise
Rollin' dice, holdin' Christ
on a platinum chain, surrounded by ice
sisinel sirus?, you can't deny this
Because the light has brokin'
and tokens have been replaced by legal tender
Great pretendas tried to asend my agenda
I dismembered their thought patterns
and now they move in circles like Saturn
Spinning out of orbital formation Yea
The radio station is hatin' and so is my motivation yea
Cuz the pen and the pad are the only friends that I had
When the light can not be seen
I'm a fiend for the rap game and its gettin them like I'm a figurine
That move in articulate shadow boxin' appeal
What is real is irrelative, it is relatively revealed
That's why i sharpen these words
To you like papercutz
And I wreck visual images like I'm Julian Lutz
What's the name of this runaway train?
call it thought, harassin' the grain drivin' humans insane
This thing called the rap game, I'm claimin' insane
Lyrically I'm arcane, and such is papercutz



Cataclysmic, mistic, with a bic
don't to think on a diamond mine
Gotta take it back, to the heart attack
That I felt when I saw the sign
Comin' down from the sky
like a supernova Jehovah
Got a crib and a land rover
But so what, i'm not sober
Just takin' sips but I don't skip
Just makin' trips so I don't tip
These papercutz just ain't enough
They makin' hits, and I can't touch
Just look at Hammer now
My grammar is tighter, provider
In light of freedom fighter, rhythm writer and rappin'
And yet you don't try it
because you can't buy it
I saw you grippin' and slippin'and fool I'm so tired
of fake emcees and you best believe
got tricks and the trade hidden up my sleeve
and I pray to God when I'm on my knees
that I can break it, cut this paper, Paper



I've captured fragments of the globe inside my mind
and fleeting moments that I hold fast to then throw them to infinity
In every step a lesson
every breath a blessing
each confession saves a second of the time that's slowly killing me
Inside these sentences the place where my repentance is
I'm so afraid in trying to turn these exits into entrances
I've taken all of what I had and scratched it down on to a pad that never saw the light of day hence the tension is
Rising up inside of me crying for those that died for me my true friends but it seems the selfish confide in me
They talk but they aren't listening kissing the ground and living in deception at the same time there's nothing to put their vision in
They're half empty ..cause they've chosen to pull the wool over their own eyes they are blind thinking the cup is full
But they don't realize that each and every word it has potential thought become reality stanzas are instrumental
Those fleeting moments that I spoke of they are for the taking, thoughts that are often lost we call them inspiration
Those fragments of the globe we use them for illumination woven on the fabric of time this purpose just for the patent


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    Freestylinnn Mad love for k-os on this track <3

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