Down the Isle (of the Mind)
Produced, mixed, rhymes, exp. etc. by Me
V1:
My rhyme style patterns that of Jacob's Ladder,
every step benevolent
humbly rhyme divine.
Daily low pro
but on this mic pure power
like Ghost bumpin Ice-T
doing the best to practice what I preach: Peace
but these eyes of mine mastered the face of "I dare you to fight me"
My homegirl asked how could I be fighting depression and still these girls bare breasted, all to cope
train rhyme & physic peak, trying to unfetter hope
before the anglos surround me with a rope
or before the Beast unleashed
no refrain, blotted in Lamb's book name
and destained once enemy's annihilated frame
with peach's taste gained
A woman once looked into my eyes and said she saw a soul tourtered
I replied "At least it unlokced skill dormant..."
If my cup truly runeth over I just wanna watch it flow for the times I was broken and cold,
a lot of people fear death alone, i use to but now im grown
So that thought don't shake a hand of stone
living life with a Bird in Hand
let it be known.
V2:
Since days that sparked these stars
I've felt defective how my mind's been affected
looking at God like "Why am I to be selected?"
I'm trying to be like my mom with compassion for all
but what my mind recorded makes me st-t-tall
The example I express, Is one of many I present
maniacal I accept, one day just hope to perfect.
Since Savior took to re-graph, this flesh collide like sin of lust & wrath
asked for a divine path but in practice trials show im off the mark
I saw a man needing of transport
looking like backpacking, no jansport
Spirit told me to give him a lift
but that's when flesh ripped
Aspiration Vs. Experience made the conflict
like I wanna extend a hand to my fellow man and do my part
wanna make it a spark to extend God's love
but I may not be fully at peace unless I pull it out the glove!
Hold it behind his seat, sorry I know i just learned from a world that push and shove
sometimes fear creeps up got me questioning the After
other times self hate got me wanting it faster
Pray to rid both one day i'll have to
especially if blessed with an amor from the one above
maybe I clung to God
because I always wanted a father to tell me I was loved...
