sheep in wolfskin
This is open doors, open caskets, open season, hope is ceasing
I'm seasick, swimming in pools of rhymes, but reason is of the essence
So is your presence a beacon of growth? no?
Then shut the fuck up when I'm speaking
I'm a starving artist with the heart of a warrior, pride of a lion
Mind of the Kaiser, will of the Shogun walking in fire
No tears in his eyes, no breaking a sweat
Irrespective of circumstances, I stand in this place with answers
And yes, God bless all men with empathy
Appointed ain't the same as anointed
Whoever sent for me, sent for me no more
I'm sipping mezcal under the mezzanine, writing symphonies
That can even make the will of God bend for me
Banish it, fuck your light, I prefer my caves candle lit
Have a little, I'ma build empires off the ration
Our rationale mutilated, manipulated, molded
To think and believe the forbidden fruit is passion
So guess what's to catch then? The branches and leaves are rebellion
And an unshakable courage that leads to action
I crafted this random analogy of a tree to say the root of it all
Start sowing your own seeds, I'm here
Even though my cup runneth over with fear
The summit in line of sight and to sum it I'm getting near
For some a matter of question, the others
Question the challenges, I chop these snakes
I write with the fangs of a Basilisk I kill a whore
Crux of it all, accustomed is y'all to trash
Cut from the cloth of the Passover lamb
Passage into your mind is easy
Money, bitches and carnage that come from
Motherfuckers that don't live it, that shit is garbage
The shoes saucony, cane Mahogany, Life hypocrisy
Don't trust these rappers they well-known for larceny
Copy philosophy from the first book they read
No opinion of their own when they open their mouth to speak, yeah
Cross the pond, don't let the cost of it corrupt a conscience
Course correction ain't a option in the eye of the storm
Harken these words, even sharks can turn food
Hungry is the appetite of whales and whirlpools
An adamant attitude is a peril
More like a costume at the crossroads
Crosshairs of a crossbow, homies will double cross you
So control your loose lips, be anything you want
Just not a sheep in woolskin, I'm here