Spacey's Word

Liven in a fast life cycle Challenging every thought From Michael Comparing faces with a high price style Then looking for the all high and mighty, And if ya don't like me Don't worry I won't be Wondering where I'll be, When your watching rap dying While im still trying Searching, for that inspiration To prove my movements worth it Or Was I just lying? Am I birthed it The rapper label while my minds a broken cable Cause some patterns don't add up Like a fabel Guess Gods gifted me half the head line Crazy kid coming from a lazy street Doin fine Jewels an idea now, where's mine? I got Ideas now? I know my mine, Keep the flow fine with a bro line Thanks to God it is, that I know mine Did I deserve this curse, liven out, my days slowly, with my brain dying, lonely A description some times placed To describe what's been faced Throughout this life of mine… Cause I'm one of a kind Don't label me late or blind Cause I'm taking this rhymed, theme To the crime scene, white chalk all around Ah Head don't talk about the ground NAh Gotta keep a prime mind, under the sun's shine, probably just this one time That ill mention that one line About what I'm trying to find Cause the mirror making me blind With Self hate and this pain transforming machine I need to be able to create In my already mislabelled heart, Cause Life's too dark I climb, to only have to fight, To combine my missing parts to the light But It gives me the power I need To get through the night So fuck it, for now I guess I'll be alright turn a dulled paged written rap Into a God given map That's odd but fuck I've given a crap About the family that's probably why, I got it like that So I'm sorry to take it here to the most high but I seem to always ask, this repeating question, why? There's no home there, in my plans I'm homeless, and liven in hopeless hands Will I cope in this open land Thats Being taken away, stripped naked what else can I say Other then work on this braking smile Joker could be a hint, but that's only for a while So if I poke ya, in this file With a fuck ya, then smile Imma hope it'll last a while Cause I'm facing a trial, Not exactly sure why But I guess, the thought that i could always try Will always seem more through this followed guy That I ain't gonna let this, let this dream die… Mad luv out there, find it, then rhyme it Process of my mind in this, game Find less, pain, to becoming a nameless main To be posted on a fameless board, Can come after, with hope, but that's a disaster Calling for a master, but receiving a gun labelled a blaster, to get past her, our dying dream To kill the heavy weight, the burden, of earnen Can be the source of our Weakened energy So im stuck learnin, deserven, cause in my curse, or core, is a burnin, a burnin, masterpiece. Fuck gotta love something at least, to charge forward with every piece I have left