Discovery. dot (aka ***i**)

How many chapters are in Eternity? The life long question's, and the faithful's ambition goes on a mission.. If destroying to rebuild means, deployin' or re-kill, those on the opposition will get a glance at the, He will.. Upsetting God, upsets yourself.. Make moves that doesn't taint the health, once on the road to a new guiding wealth, it may not be what the purpose that one should shelf.. Pass all w/no thoughts like books, because the author is the one who shook.. hands, meet, they stand for the fleet.. Among many others, the glands become the weep.. It's the man in who he seeks, for the worth is more than what/when shall speak.

Eye for an Eye

Have you ever, felt tha need to be a lever? Your friends pull, and they feed you tha whatever.. You love 'em to death, you'd bleed it through the whether.. Should it continue, of course you keep it for tha better.. life long living, you take it to the giving.. give it your all, fvck hardships' fall, they attack you and make you want to crawl.. but you are all better than that, no matter the fvckin' facts! Keep pushin', tha leaves and the sprawl.. it spreads like light, the woods, bells, and halls.. Why gather?, cuz it's the grandest of a ball.. You'd think I'd thought it all, but, no, this mind, is one and one in all.. Free Ma's Son, he's one and none can call..

Gateway

Unable to reap in the fear's thin, only God can seep in and smear sin.. For the wrath times sevenfold, it's damn near dim.. Must I create anotha year within'.. The black hole is just as clear as the rim, no distinction, steerin' at tha spin.. I live my life on tha tilt, the world keeps spinnin', got my head on a belt and it conveys my 23rd svelte, the year I made more self.. If you find the motive to tha mayhem, may God be the dealt, he matches those who can pace him, he stood and he spell't.. The words to your haven, the wood and the kelp.. Sh!t's rich, the vitamins, it's good when in help... My medicine, the goods and the skelt.. Zors, the skelee and the melt more, ashes burn, for those on tha shelf.. Rest in harmony, I knead more health.. Rubbin' till tha stitch is bruised, I speed on that stealth.. Open paradox, tha lead is an elf.. Fairy tales beaches, tha weed and tha welch, dawg... grapejuice.. it's feed and re-pelch..

Where To

So, I took a path not ordinarily traveled, if I can evaporate the past, it'll be a hard thang to swallow (not fvcking literally).. It must have been the 'walk your own road,' no more than tomorrow's.. Trudgin', I'm swayin', stuck between the mud and decayin'.. It's not love, not blood, not even personal, but way when? See today, the day after tonight, anythang beyond a prophet's sight,. Would be more than met the smite.. Despite all that I despise, everything is forgiven, even if true lies.. And if one person forgives thee, you know who you are, I'm lookin' to your eyes.. As the sun lays dead and moon unsheds, the light that I once had, will be on the spread.. Cuz once it gets dark and I get a blip of the stark, gash, mark of the madness.. I'll be sure to ask anyone if they've ever felt the sadness, the road they've had and sh!t.. I'm not mad, not down, or glad of this, the who I am, then, now, and the distance is fathomless.. I'd rather be dissed by my own blind of the bliss.

Frost Friction

Colda then your kitchen's frost freeze, I stay chillin' with a froth (*don't say, throw ***** XX's) deez.. Brush tha shoulda w/a doja and spark trees (not literally).. I'm off a degree, one down from a certified raunch of the skeez.. On top of that ease, relax your mind right, fvck wants from tha fees.. Not on that disease, like I said before, respect what you will, be it ones that you see.. Ya see, I got nothin' to prove, just one rule to use, and that's life worth givin', am I not the ususal?.. The 'you's a ho' is gettin' real too it's olde, I'm not you, you know.. but it's only natural that the jewels may blow, the ice that is struck is the opposite of me, true know.. (can keep goin' but I need my fix, don't think it's forever, cuz it's all in the mix.. the spur, the spare, the time that I wear, fvck it, I need my mind in the air).

On the Daily

Gotta stop hittin' the 'Continue' button : 9, 8, 7, I ain't got 99 lives, I got 99 lines, 99 dimes to 9 to 5 dives.. when I'm high.. On the 'American Spirit' cigs, "East 1999 my ni**as!" Chiefin', on the fly.. Like a ball reachin' for the sky swervn behind true lines.. Foulin' out, then again, it connects onto tha next try.. Crack'd to centa-field, my cents yield and onto the next wise.. Move, Guy, the proof, be that I, fullproof and devise.. The fool's goof and despise, the lack of clarity, I might back-slap the stare in me.. More like tunnel of death, I keep it bare to the 'Being, and the next where will I seep in, no care for the weep'ins, toke hair of the weed n joy d.a.r.e or the deep end..To continue or not, it's your fair for the season, your 'where are the reason's?' Am I in despair, or are we in sync of the realm and the rhythm.. that we seem, to be seen in the scene that we're here on..

Cuddly as Clouds

I'm cuttin' the slack, tailor-made to keep me on track.. The bitches and brew, is a picture facade behind the view.. More importantly, I do this all for dues.. One life, one vision, the undenying strife that we live in.. Insert your opinion, I meant continuation, it's a given.. Keep it to yourself though, real see's and feels real world seeds that feeds faux.. Givin' 'em somethin' like greed to expose, separatin' wants from needs by design is neat ho.. Tah haha ha, I keed bro.. Commingle your sh!t and sneeze by the blow, when tha wind knocks, the snot trinkles on the low.. Be it not, for tha time clock'd in, I man'd the fvckin' block.. Stood still then, if I stand still now, what hood is on my shoulda's? The grey-ness represent what would could it be ova, like high clouds, the mood is tha molda, conforms and detach, girl storms and evap's, the fight's sworn and elapse, fvck it, I'm born to redact.. The drips, the drops, the puddles and the fact.. The fact lies after the matter, like you and I, or rather..

Know Go

She is just her and I am he, so many applications to words, they set ya free.. Let me give you an example of who she may oughta be, still young, still single, thrill runs for fun, she caught a sink hole.. I just want you to bear, no twinkles, enough care from me, no?.. Twilight, free roam, I'll take the nigh-est height and be gone.. Till you come back for me, no?.. If not, I'll keep those.. Babies, babies, girl.. What me though, what me got to do with tha now, I see no.. No opportunity to be the very own, but she knows.. That's why I got this meldodic and odd spit for me yo.. asdsfsalk, I"mm Gettin' lazize....ORrrr, I cann't feeeel my minndn..

Pendence Time

I'm substance, none otha than I can sub this, the public's policy is one for tha judgment. Do at will, over controlled gov'ment.. They want me to budge, bend, break backwards and nudge sin. I'm taxin', you taxed-in, in over your authority, I'm waxed in. Cap-sizin', you ask'd them.. I might pack size, if you blastin'.. Blastin' me off, left on tha side like "die, bitch, rott!" But I'm not, I'm not.. I'm all that I got, and if you feel me, no, I'm not the only one.. I'm done, no, wait, I just had just begun.. The real question is 'what will be undone?', can you unravel tha problem if it was never considered to solve 'em for some? I leave this piece of tha puzzle for you to un-rubble, no need for warfare if you keep feedin' the coarse air.. The bvllsh!t spreads like rumors and forced care..