The Lady Underneath the Mask

I want to see you with no make up, and I don’t want no break ups,

or make ups, don’t take up my time with bull shit lets wake up,
that’s how I feel, that’s how I see them and you’re not that tall,
so take off them high heels you don’t need them because you got that raw,
don’t front with me, I want to see what it’s hitting for,
and you’re not a ho you’re good company so I know you’ve done this shit before,
and it’s ok, you can run with me I dont discourage it, I nourish it,
lets not feel guilt for filth lets encourage it,
so don’t hold back, go all in and you should know that there’s no pressures,
but there’s no stalling because your perversion is so precious,
and you’re so restless, you got to get out of your prison,
but you got the keys, so unlock your knees and go let out of your system,
because I don’t care about your nails, I don’t care about your split ends,
I don’t care about your trails, your where a bouts, or your rich friends no,
I just want to meet you, and I see your boobs, I see your ass,
I see your moves, I see you baby, but I want to meet the lady underneath the mask,
so lets howl to the moon, lets howl to the moon and get open,
lets howl to the moon my lovely wolf in sheep’s clothing,

and I don’t care about your affairs, your gold, or who you’re cooling with,
I don’t care what your dad says because know that he’s full of shit,
so who are you fooling with saying you’re daddy’s little princess,
no one owns you its nonsense, unconscious dribble I have little interests,
to invest my time on a mind that’s blinded by an illusion,
refusing to use logic your more than object that I’m pursuing,
you’re a person for certain, a human being so if I’m a king,
then your an unassuming queen and I don’t need no diamond ring,
we don’t have to get married to play we don’t need no permission,
to get carried away today so forget the old traditions,
that are centuries old eventually they’ll be obsolete,
we can keep it all discrete but I want to hear your heart throb a beat,
that sound like thunder, we don’t need to be under the influence,
to wonder and you don’t have to pay me no mind or if you want to put in 2 cents,
then baby that’s fine but I see your boobs, I see your ass,
I see your moves, and it doesn’t faze me, I want to meet the lady underneath the mask,

so lets howl to the moon, lets howl to the moon and get open,
lets howl to the moon my lovely wolf in sheep’s clothing….

I’m a sing my fight song everyday

 

and I’m a fight how you say the good fight,
until my last breath, until death, until I say goodnight,
and I would like some help, wealth, or what have you,
but I’ll do it all by myself if I have to,
it’s not fair but I don’t care if I take a beating,
every night, I’m a fight until I make it even,
my fist is going make a meeting with their face,
and I’ll get jumped, dumped on or get erased,
because I can’t stop the bleeding, but that’s not the reason,
I fight I just never stopped believing,
in my purpose, in my mission, in my goals,
in this circus, in this prison, and my role,
was given a long time ago I have to fight,
I have to fight, that’s all I know so I have to write,
I have to sing, I have to swing, I have to make a grown man,
out myself but it’s hard to break the program damn,

but I don’t give a fuck what they say,
I’m a sing my fight song everyday,
I don’t give a fuck what they say,
I’m a fight every night baby,

I got to fight, I got to fight,
I got to fight, and I don’t got the right,
to surrender when I remember the secrets revealed,
to me in past and I can’t keep it sealed,
Oh no I got to fight, I got to fight,
I got to fight and I got to strike,
first before it gets worst I’ll sucker punch,
the curse with this verse while these mother fuckers lunch,
because I got to fight, I got to fight,
I got to fight, I got a light,
in my head, I have to spread the word by letting my voice,
be heard and using logic as my weapon of choice,
Oh yes I got to fight, I got to fight,
I got to fight, and I got to light,
the fire and inspire a platoons,
desire to get higher so we can fly to the moon,

until then I don’t give a fuck what they say,
I’m a sing my fight song everyday,
I don’t give a fuck what they say,
I’m a fight every night baby.

Staring at the sun

I can’t stop staring, at the sun and I’m not caring,
because it’s fun but it blinds me, it designs me, it defines me,
as a real man, but I feel scammed,
I got to get out of this prison, get out of this system while I still can,
but I can’t look away, and i bit the hook today,
and yesterday i took the bait I’m not proud of it but the crowd loves it,
it’s a raw attraction, but it’s all distractin’,
I can’t focus because of this bogus interaction,
between me and you, I can’t help seeing through,
all the horse shit of course it’s there but what we need to do,
is to stop the lying, and stop complying,
to the rules we’re the fool that abuse ourselves so stop the crying,
and stop the bitchin’, if you still got a pot to piss in,
and if you got food and feel sad or mad then dude you got to listen,
don’t look to play, the game just look away,

but we can’t look away, I can’t look away,
and I cant stop staring at the sun I cant stop staring,
I can’t look away, I cant look away, I cant look away, I can’t look away

and I cant stop gazing, at the sun I’m like a hot raisin,
all dried up, lyed up, eyes wide shut, and I cant stop chasing,
the american illusion, a bunch of fear and confusion,
I’m scared of nothing, fronting and I’m unaware of what I’m choosing,
cause my third eyes blind, but if you shine I shine,
and it’s prime time we can talk and walk the fine line until it’s my time,
to leave this fucking earth, I tried my best for what its worth,
and theres not alot we can do when we see the truth but it hurts,
so dont ever feel ashamed, if you ever feel this pain,
your not alone your at home in the zone because I feel the same,
and this is our song, so when it’s all wrong,
you can put this on we can think about all the in and outs untill the doubt’s all gone,
and stop the bitchin’, if you still got a pot to piss in,
and if you got food and feel sad or mad then dude you got to listen,
don’t look to play, the game just look away,

but I can’t look away.

My sweet witch

 

I feel the magic in her eyes, I feel the magic in her stare,
it’s like she can see my soul she can almost grab it in the air,
I drink her witches brew then all the knots and the tension,
switches to serenity yes she’s got my attention,
she knows the chemistry, she serves the justice,
for dinner everyday she’s my sinner, she’s my seductress,
in every way, she was banished by crusaders,
in the past but now my enchantress can truly make her,
magic without Quakers trying to burn her at the stake,
and there’s a few haters but she’s not concerned with the hate,
because she learned that it’s fake, and I want to get to savor,
every delicious drop she’s got it’s the the richest flavor,
we flow with the waves, we’re bold and were brave,
and I can tell I’m under her spell I know I’m her slave,
but by tomorrow all the magic will be gone,
yet tonight it feels so right it’s like a ballad that’s beyond,
anything I ever heard, and every word is a weapon,
so I want to give her what she deserves in a second,
but every second is a minute, every minute is an hour,
and I can’t tell until I’m in it then the power,
starts eating me away, yes it’s leading me astray,
to Eden and it’s pleading me to stay,
but I need it to survive so I be eating her her alive,
when we’re stuck alone I be sucking on her bones,
and it’s divine when she screams,
its like she dies in my arms every time and it seems,
like there’s magic in her eyes, I see the magic in her light,
And Im an adict in duisguise I got to have it in my life,
She casted a spell and I fell down a bottomless hole,
I can’t tell if I fell asleep or how far the promises go,
and shes anonymous so her secrets will never spill,
out my mouth because they don’t get it and I doubt they ever will.

I guess I love her.

 

Push

I got to keep on goin’
I got to keep on flowin’
like a river delivered,
deep, deep into the ocean,
I can’t lose momentum,
no way, no how, no question,
ok so now I can’t stop,
until I see the whole spectrum,
until I see the full picture,
until I read the true scripture,
I’ll howl on every block in the projects,
until I see a new mixture,
of love, thought, logic,
and control until doe is not an object,
until we all pocket a profit,
until we all got it oh no I can’t stop shit,

I got to keep on hustling,
I got to keep on trucking,
I got to keep on moving,
I got to keep improving,
I got to keep on pressing,
I got to keep progressing,
I got to keep on pushing,
I got to keep on pushing,

I got to keep on going,
I got to keep on growing,
like a snowball that’s so tall,
and it just keeps on rolling,
down a mountain and the lesson,
I learned is keep countin’ the blessin’s
that I earned throughout the years,
until I have no concerns, doubts or fears,
until I reach the masses,
I’m all in until Wall Street crashes,
into a heap of ashes,
until the real is revealed destroy and rebuild,
and the joy is the real that you feel,
when you can relate we can talk and debate,
we can walk to the wake together,
and I know planting ideas takes forever but

We got to keep on hustling,
We got to keep on trucking,
We got to keep on moving,
We got to keep improving,
We got to keep on pressing,
We got to keep progressing,
We got to keep on pushing,
We got to keep on pushing…

Modern Day Odyssey

and when you get there you don’t want to leave,
nothing compares and I swear you won’t believe,
what happens it’s going to sound quite foul,
even while I’m rapping it’s going down right now,
and there’s some women that I’ll never forget,
I’ll never regret a moment I’m forever in debt,
for their priceless advice that I try to repay,
every night of my life, all the time everyday,
it’s the way that she plays, it’s the look in her eyes,
you don’t know if she’s shook or a crook in disguise,
and it didn’t even matter the nights out on the beach,
were scattered and love was slightly out of reach,
but sex was splattered all over town,
on the ladder don’t expect for her to hold it down,
as your wiz this isn’t for kids its double X,
if not triple, it’s mentally crippled troubled sex,

It’s debauchery I see debauchery…….
I feel her hands I’m loosing focus,
but it’s just another night in the land of the lotus,

It’s what she whispers in my ear, it’s the arch in her back,
It’s how she disappears, it’s how her heart is black,
I dont catch a heart attack and start to be,
odd getting loved clogged in my arteries,
when shes on her knees with a stare of lust you can taste,
saying please while I pull hair and touch her face,
we’re laced with the pure, high on the lotus,
the disease and the cure that’s my diagnosis,
you feel the power of the flower when you eat the nectar,
every hour on the hour but disrespect the,
thorns and they’ll leave you scorn in a way,
that cut like razors, or lasers, it amazes me until this day,
they grow downtown, they grow on the island,
all around, breathe it in your nose and then your wildin’
and I’m smiling with tricks up my leather sleeve,
checking out any time but I can never leave,

It’s because I see debauchery,I see debauchery…….
I feel her hands I’m loosing focus,
but it’s just another night in the land of the lotus.

There’s nothing to fear

And they’re scared for their life, they’re scared of the light,
they’re scared of the night, they’re scared of a fight,
they’re scared of the man, they’re scared of crime,
they’re scared of what they dont understand in their mind,
they’re scared of love but keep it around for show,
they’re scared of what’s above and the secrets down below,
and they’re scared of the president and they’re hesitant,
to represent there residence its evident,
they’re scared of Obama, they’re still scared of Osama,
they’re scared of marajuana and if there’s no drama,
they’re scared of the future because they know that the past,
was a grind so they think good times aren’t going to last,
and they’re scared of infinity,
scrared of ghosts and paranormal activity,
in their vicinity there’s nothing to fear,
still they’re running away they’ve been running for years,

so run for the hills when your under the knife,

run from what’s real just run for your life,
run from the peace, and run from the wealth,
and run from the beast, just run from yourself,
you could run into luck,
you can run into fame,
you can be running the game but
who gives a fuck your running just the same,

and even gangsters are scared to get shot up,

so they hold glocks up then they get locked up,
because cops pop up at a wack time,
and if they don’t then its more black on black crime,
so it doesn’t matter to the powers that reign,
because their pockets get heavy every hour the same,
and you can’t stop it when your dead or in jail,
and they even make profit from your bread in the bail,
it’s unconcious your brains eclipsed,
with nonsense you can’t win the game is fixed,
so stop trying to play, stop crying today,
stop holding back and say what you’ve been dying to say,
and do what you been dying to do we’re relying on you,
to see society’s lying to you,
so can you hear when i say theres nothing to fear,
no you’re running away you been running for years,

so run for the hills when your under the knife,

run from what’s real just run for your life,
run from the peace, and run from the wealth,
and run from the beast, just run from yourself,
you could run into luck,
you can run into fame,
you can be running the game but
who gives a fuck your running just the same..