i'm the right type to let shit take a second to heal
while i remain on this mic to spit words that's real
ill minded, got the lord on my shoulders, i'm blinded
to hate, i dare try to educate, never to complicate
the reason for which i glorify this mic, i try to be like
any other man to rap, inwhich i spit, and i collapse
with raps i never thought i would say, to this day
i'm just short of breath, as this game takes to death
i live behind these shadows that other people leave
i greif, on fallen soldiers, swear to never lose my composure
another head of hop, kickin' back to raps from georgia
so take a minute to relax, and soak in the words for ya
let my mic explore ya, and figure out your existence
i keep my game on shoes, so they go the distance
get hit with critical statements, but still no resistance
i'm in the basement never leaving the sounds that i,
listen.. to, i just do what i do best, die like the rest?
nah, i think i'll just stick with the shadows of the rejects
inject soul into my veins, so i can remain the shadow of insane
just another minute to explain, on how i keep it real
i never steal, i take only what's given, question yaself
on why we livin'?, i hope to go to heaven, but there's
only seven... sins, that will keep me from going,
keep me from flowing, go on with life without knowing,
my mind blowing like atom bombs destroying,
release the snare, release the bass, and i'm exploring,
my own ill mind, ignoring the sign, that i'm just a white kid
that trys to get respected with text that's ill shit.
i can remain spittin', but i will never remain on earth
since birth, i let raps influence my body, my mind
shadows of heart, and now i'm blind, i resign my place
my throne, catch these emotions on my face,
the color of my skin tone, i own.
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