Seasons-Blu And Exile
Can we transform? Revelations born from the madness
Ashes to ashes, no more classics
Rap has become, so pornographic
When life has become something never imagined
Passions pass, new feelings emerge
Emotions, flying in the sky with the birds
Where's hope when we need it?
Quotes they compete get us higher than that dope that we chief
Where's focus when functions retreat to the soul?
It's a black hole moguls, following them
Role models in bottles of belief keep swallowing
Drowning in the shallow end deep
Told we can climb ounces of belief
Where's peace when you need it?
Visions of the meek in the jungle and humble
As the sheep make you wonder why you speak when you're spoken to
Feel something holding you back, you want to throw the truth
The lies? fly, it's like time used to wonder what makes the wise wise
Had to visualize in surprises
Nothing that them eyes have ever seen
Hold up, is this a dream?
Some blacked out after the last bout I hatched out all of my issues and put a mag out
Crashed through the glass house, some took the back route
I had to travel lightspeed to dodge that black cloud? Raining on my parade
Sun shining but it ain't enough shade to hide
The game blind I played
Silly games and too many charades
Maskless in this masquerade
Came conquered never saw
Raising hell hoping heaven falls
Took the