Yeah, yo you can change everything right now man, you just got to do it. You know what I'm saying, it's on you. You can be the seed, you just got to do it

Every second that we're living we're giving another chance to change it all

Recall to the plans of your past and you'll remain enthralled

Contained by walls to destitute for the future chance

If your stance is in the now, it allows you to move from root to branch

The truth expands if you act instead of contemplate

Why wait for shit to change, remain in a cesspool of that constant state

I am awake to the fate that only actions'll make

Place no faith in try rather apply to what I will create

Procrastinate in a passive state of it can't be done

Capitulates to defeat, and now you're beat before you even begun

Believing becomes a vary essential part of knowing the truth

The youth shows potential but it won't grow if it don't produce

Excuse is a mental block to stop us from attaining goals

And holds us back from reaching the stars as far as complaining goes

It's so hard but in regards it's what gives us our minds

Find yourself at the bottom, it ain't a problem if you're driven to climb

I find my resolve when I'm faced with the doubts of my soul

I know I may fall but give it my all to crawl out of that hole

There's no walls that I would call impossible obstacles

Improbable as it might show it is all psychological

I flow with the methodical possibilities endless

Transcendence tranquility, hone abilities in a tempest

They say pretentious, I say prepare the way for my entrance

Evanescence is the moment, I'm tryna own it every second

We exist in the now so don't allow yourself to be chained to sorrow

Cargo all that pain and what you gain to help you change tomorrow

No borrowed time, we define what the future holds

Be bold in the task of blazing the path that you choose to go

Exist in the now, don't allow yourself to be chained to sorrow

Cargo all the pain and what you gain to help you change tomorrow

No borrowed time, we define what the future holds

Be bold in the task of blazing the path that you choose to go

Why wait when the change is now

Never bow to your fate, you can change the route

Don't doubt what you make, generate the path

That your craft will make one day'll surpass

Every flash in the pan with the lasting flame

To attain that fame from a critical claim

Don't chain to a limit, no finish in sight

We star chase, art imitates life

So ignite every minute that we're given a breath

Cuz the best's undiminished by the grimace of death

So bless the infinite no pinnacle cap

We rap formidable, minimal max

So I sack the citadel, literal kings

Of the ring's centrifugal, of ritual swings

So to things difficult mystical maze

Tailor made analytical pivotal praise

In an age metaphysical miserable slaves

Accolade to pinnacle criminals paid

So fade invisible or picture yourself

In a self made business of riches and wealth

Don't shelf what your gift it its due

One day them critics may give it to you

Stay true to the finish don't diminish your worth

Cuz it's worth every cynic and the minutes of hurt

So burst every limit be in it to search

What lurks in the minutes you would quit to desert

So first see the image inside of your mind

To grind three times harder when you start a design

Cuz the harder the climb the greater the gain

And if your brain can create it than it may be attained

Cuz it's a crazy claim that it can't be done

Cuz your tongue commands what a man becomes

(Hook)

I was uprooted from a sour patch

Now I sit in a paradigm shift and watch time slip from the hourglass

Feel fate focusing closing in on its narrow path

Like the last of the Spartans surrounded on that mountain pass

And I am Leonidas screaming try this with a fleet behind us

There's a need for violence when you're freedom fighting

Especially against these demon hybrids

Scream for silence like a stream of sirens

Like we are the team that will seek to find it

These are the beliefs that will free you mind with

Dreams are timeless, can't redefine it

Sleeping giants we are rising to the occasion

A lot different than what I wrote in an old basement

Open flames, ropes and chains that keep my soul caged in

What they offer to author his soul, won't change him

So flagrant lies spoke, those agents slice throats

Swinging for the fences despite those curve balls that life throws

Me and my brother took it further than you might hope

While your internal engine sounds like rookie cards in a bike spoke

That's right Coal they make excuses, I don't

We're ready for hell or high water and neither brought a life boat

But right before I croak I wanna burn an eighth out of a Ben Frank so I can leave on a high note

Can't forget tomorrow that's time I've yet to borrow

It supersedes goals so I treat my soul like precious cargo

Wanna barf yo like I ingesting charcoal

We ain't people, they see us as a wretched collection of bar codes

There's depressing parts, I never let it effect my heart though

I use the rhymes of writers, guiding light when I tread the dark road

Decorate my heart like an impressive art show

Existential is saluting the future with his third metacarpal

We better start yo, every breath is a clock ticking

Every second is death and a step towards not living

Yeah the plot thickens

But if you're not willing to get up off your ass and switch the plot then stop bitching

I jot writtens about how it needs to be a lot different

If I misuse this art for fun the bars become a locked prison

Truth has gone missing

And I'm a hop skip and a jump from drop kicking you chumps and punks who forgot to listen

My religion is musical shamanism

Quantum physics, knowledge, wisdom and dollop of solipsism

Can't stop my mission

I see through your plots of fiction like an obstetrician with God's cosmic vision

So as the pressure mounts I lead the offensive that Heaven mounts

Let righteousness reign a rain to end the drought

And what my mental sprouts will envelope your alleged clout

I'll give it every ounce of my heart and I'll never doubt

What else would you expect to come out of a rebel's mouth

A rebel yell walking out of the depths of hell holding the devil's scalp

I spoke to God at the Temple Mount

He said do not wait, treat life like a clock face every second counts