Lyrics

Welcome to the world where people ain't afraid to be jealous Where it's like you're weird if you're ever acting overzealous Inspiration finds the mind when I'm with the hanging fellas Watching politicians speak but ain't sure of what they tell us Talking the same shit just remixed like a capellas Ask one to spell it but they stink so much that you can smell it Dropping bombs like melons but camouflage the charade so they can sell it Damn shit's a menace just like Dennis I want my mind to be in that golden state when I meditate Escape like Cinderella to be free like Mandela Safe from the rain like an umbrella Where sands are whiter than vanilla ice-cream Where human beings have no need for cheese like mozzarella I never ever let the weather man predict the weather Coz I decide when the sun shines in my lifetime At one with the stars in the night sky Reshaping constellations with my fingertips Careful when my finger slips, holding tight trying to get a grip Of what it really is but losing consciousness like a sedative They say life's a bitch but man it's all relative Rappers ain't in tune now with the 5th element Rhyming big words doesn't make you intelligent It's bigger than that, it's got more to do with relevance Speaking from the soul coz that's where the true essence is Driven by my belly coz I'm hungry as hell like Makavelli Flowing through my veins is where you'll find the evidence Look into my eyes now where the real message is They tried to weigh my heart but it defies all measurements I figure its divine intervention being prevalent So when I speak it's like an act of paying reverence Them preachers can block you from what the true vision is So I close my eyes to understand what religion is Studying the world's lessons whenever I reminisce Must time the strike right coz chances are hit and miss I'm careful of temptation when I see her lick her lips Coz those at the top fall the hardest like Icarus Rhyming to the rhythm is the tool of a lyricist So I speak till I can't breathe like a broke a rib Now it's time to finish this, L-FRESH the name Ain't a postman but just put my stamp on the game
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