Echo, Pt. 2

In the shadows where strategies dwell

Pack the blue print of Machiavelli spell

Through the maneuver the pawns in the game every move calculated never the same

Blue prints of growth scats with precision

developing the mission no room for division philosophy of sun su I studied the pages I learned to adapt wisdom of the ages yo

For the find in the mind for the will building intellectual army’s climbing that hill troops of ideas deployed away kid in a battlefield of thoughts my visions lay bear defenses all fences I flipped the Terran navigate through the trenches through the joy and the pain each lessons a weapon each failures a guide in a war of the mind no need to hide strategic insight just mapping out my course harnessing my power knowledge is the source in the land of the blind the one eye man leads sowing seeds of wisdom watching them breed read between the lines de cyphering the code in a struggle for truth the intellects flow raterical valleys artillery at dawn words like a maze killas ready to spawn every challenge received is an opportunity in a theater of life I learned to be just adapting is the key the art of the craft the lessons of our leaders taking my last laugh building a fortress of bricks in an arena of ideas I’m just connecting the thoughts victory’s not givin payed for the grind in a game of development strategies at it’s prime