Reblogged from dmtryptamine
The coolest motherfucker, ever.
Blu & Exile - Seasons
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 “L” but I never lost / Stepping off the axis / Balancing the galaxy / Realizing facts are hidden behind reality / Casually I dress while addressing her majesty / Flirting passably to other palaces surrounding me / Once crowned king humble down to the queen / Gave my kingdom up / Became a mortal man walking Earth seeking love / Woe is me, I still believe / Openly speaking it deviant in this woolen form of poetry / Took leadership brain cells just too close to see / Obedient never winning hope it’s known to be me / Got free now they rope in your dreams / With a gold chain, pimp striped suit and a code name / Sweater under leather trying to tell her it’s a cold game / And I don’t mean it won’t change.. Seasons.
