The biggest critics of this world are the biggest hypocrites.

Assume your position was given only just to lead me, judge off my faults and gain my interest you intrigue me, not just your motto, I'm shouting bravo yeah I like your whole stand, but if you can't correct him don't expect him to be a fan, cause they will hate you, make you witness the worse, is it a curse, no they just reacted first, guess it hurts, when you like to blurt, which ever way you work, better flirt with thoughts to convert, before they go berserk on this earth, and turn to dirt.

My mental state stability and ability gives me the chance to grow, count my blessings in this ghetto reality show, ain't like before where my savings had small amounts, call my card and just had change in both my accounts, I got the bounce from the wise man right on the streets, "If you want peace, settle and never unleash, and when you teach watch you reach across different backgrounds, never think something is lost just cause it's not found, it's all around up and down and it's evident, the more the world gets faster, it's gets more prevalent, so keep yo head in it, diligence murders pestilence, hope you getting it hearing it but I can tell your x-ing it, so keep your negligence you fouling child in mind, I got no time for the ones that live life blind".

With a status that's flossed you thought that you can't be caught in a box where man is distraught, when shocked you noticed you sought a vision distant in rocks, heart stops and no one can patch a man who's soul is dispatched, to a place where he is attached, in a life where he can't relapse, the facts are clear and now seen, that you was the target from beams, that killed your spirit and dreams, and made you weak in esteem, it seems that man is a puppet, controlled by plagues in a bucket, made from the ones who said **** it, you noticed you was just ducking the ******* vortex that swells with innocent minds in the wells, so with this sight you can tell, that you were never taught well.

I'm quick to witness the thickness in these sprawls that crawls with paws, but mask it's laws cause in all it's lost it's cause, I'm only my boss, where I cross determines if I get tossed or sauced, and flossed or glossed, so what's the cost, cause most of us are in the realm, thinking we've overwhelmed ourselves so we picture hell, living frail only prevails a seldom welcome emblem, try to tell em that no one sells em and the world  condemns em, never send em a way to venom these stems that prove offensive, I remain defensive, extensive measures make my thoughts pensive, you only get attention whenever your thing is demanded, but your truly stranded, your plans are banished so you've vanished.

Condense into a dense comment with common sense, when we hit the fence, we tense and **** suspense, praise will dispense a prince into a king, immense power will nourish and flourish you in the spring, ding the bell will ring and bring you cross the layers, haters turn to strayers and smiles will hit the players, prayers do their part outsmarting the sparse darts, strength will push the carts that start to strain the heart, narks will turn to sparks and follow the sorrow shame, then you pop your collar cash dollars in street fame.

A Street Dreamer;
Delivered a fantasy of hoping to plan to see, the canopy with vanity not framing his family, he went from a street dreamer to Street Stalker, thinking farther, it came to bother his sights of stars and water's, hoping to get smarter, to be a starter, he had hit the ground harder and now had starved cause harshest, dreams come to impoverish a marvelous father's tolerance, regardless we tend to harvest to be a con to tarnish, one's essence of gaining presence into a theme, so he searches for better and in the streets he dreams.

Beauty's bluebonnets, he rapped the sonnet like he saw it so finally draw it, call it symbolic cause it's thawing and dawning and shining, her heart like diamonds, so we're lining and grinding our finding, I call this binding, say I'm lying, you drying your timing, it leaves you whining and case blinding in tears, our fears, are painted here from our peers that geared us cleared, what the heck is seared when appears a tear to truth, it's the pain that contains and veins our youth, can't deny cause in eyes there lies a truce, fine with our current standings, so can it, it's you, when we advance, it's a chance to win this thing large, instead of narrow minded thinking that weakens our part, in being men we're created to be, we carve, a vivid picture of our hearts that bleed, we starve, for a component that emboldens our potence that's charge, of our surroundings, that is doubting and downing us far.

I got afraid, when I stayed in my mind, through all 4 seasons I had no reasons, but just the rhymes, straying lovers and friends, I noticed no one's in, so gaining sense and soul, must mold myself to pin, down to the building blocks, clock spots to stock, yachts sailing to the dock, brought the flock to stop, one lone grown clone, ****** in a zone, shown, coned as unknown, honed as my own.

Speak words of love that influence me, FAVORED WISDOM, with no respect, I take the rep for this, PLAGIARISM, you learned the birds and bees, truth and lies, then LAID THE VISION, and me, I took it easy, just to please me, PLAYED THE MISSION, yes I played it alright, I played a BAD DECISION, poor execution brought rebuking in the DAYS YOU LISTENED, treated a great opportunity with LAZE AND WISHING, so I was DISSING my own ambition to PAINT A PRISON.

You sabotaged my catalogue that's clogged with songs, I gave you all my feelings, all my pain through rights and wrongs, and through the steam, it seems you killed my image, available legacy set to be where you can't diminish, but I guess last call comes from all that want a soul, to chase materialistic to crystallize their hold, cold and bold, how it's sold simply it had worked, though still I lurk for the birth of truth and death of Earth.

Check your thesaurus, enjoy the chorus by falsettos, go forward one letter and then you pedal towards the ghettos, blessed with the spiritual, lyrical range of concepts, quick with unkind reps, but my steps define self, though buckled with strange belts that felt as if they just came a loose, remember Juice, it seems a truce to things is never true, so I subdue but risk the chew from the world around me, baritones will sing the songs of what all surrounds me, I travel soundly to Illmatic cause the stories inspire me, entirely, brought into a view of society, that fires me, driven to rip holes in living soul, but I maintain hold cause the cold is bitter froze, fit for whatever's told cause the blows are pretty late, will I return face to the gates that keep me cased, if I dodge base, and the hate of deadly shrooms, that spells doom in the room that's getting groomed, facing an interlude that intrudes to not consume interest in flowers bloomed that resume to bless the noon, forever in the loom of the goons that get me wore, quick to cause sores from adoring the corner stores, It is bleak but you will eat when you just retreat, watch the streets cause it competes with it's fad critique.

Spitting thoughts that come to my brain, sitting on the train, wondering when will I pertain, fame to others games, I heard of change, but my eyes saw it otherwise, maybe statistics of epidemics are there to lie, can't help but clear my eyes and shy from the poisoned streets, practice of aiming heat defeats peace, so **** the beat, I love critique, but I seek to take the full credentials, don't judge a rare potential if you can't bear essentials, weapon is my pencil cause I can't afford a pen, with it I wore the lens to form the mends and score a ten, defend a friends revenge towards a man makes a foe, that brings you to a low, asking bro's where to go.

Be hot, or kick rocks, cause you stopped from grabbing something that you tried to reach, you blame your self-esteem that creamed cause your hate for speech, you let it go down the road, sold to one like you, his imperfections wore through core, sore, more than you, you hit the block and you stopped, when you saw this dude, acting rude to that possession, stressing attitude, we rap interludes to prove wounds makes us doomed, and so we lost touch, paralyzed to our preludes, who really loses when bruises abuses one who's trapped, it's steady facts, that we call this act a bad rap, in mind you claimed you'd protect and prep for whom you cared, but only action you performed was a silent stare, it's hard to bear but it's there, faired all for you, never got a chance to boast what you could've showed her, man's companion is his champion, but no attention, can bring some loose apprehension but still with no intentions, hard to speak, but what you could reach, made me preach this, touching on the sense of timidness that made you speechless.