Hi,
I'm a listener and I'm all ears
I've been spoke down
to for years
With words designed to cause tears,
but they don't
Hey, I'm a whisperer and I
soak in jeers
Been forced to face my fears
With accusations of wasted years,
but I'll float
Cuz hey, I'm a helpless
dreamer with a gift to hear
And a curse to expose
what's going on here
Trapped against my will in a world that's weird,
with no hope
For real I am a listener and here's
a little FYI...
Manchild smashes the track
with the passion of ten men
On some Wizard of Oz type telepathic
magic as we blend in
Send trends packing,
intercepted at the entrance
Descended from a long line
of penitential strong minds
Designed for the long
haul. Surprised we got this far?
You paid dues? Me too,
I charged mine on my credit card
So if with every car that passes,
you scream, "I Got To Have It"
Think of an honest face who contemplates
throwing himself into traffic
And grab for the tangible,
beyond average with your lives
Why?, it worked for me and mine,
DS5, F.Y.I
Yo I'm out of my mind some
say out of my kind
Blind to the beckon of the
flesh during the grind
Blind to the hatred that I've
stored up in my mind
Blind to the taste of cheap vinegar wine
Cuz I'm inclined share time,
take a sip from the cup of Christ's suffering
Sivion shines Lumens plus this
beat's Dusting them
Hustling souls for the Harvest like wheat
Those that were the coldest
are now closest to the Heat
It's all about in tent son
tell me what your aim is
Lost Step Deepspace 5 saying...
Bang this dangerous masterpiece
And let the crowd repeat
the technique that I speak
I'm letting each come get a piece
son of the least one
Expected to rock mics for the
kingdom
You know how we done,
hold your ear drum for ransom
Take your soul like I'm Shang Tsung
For your inspiration prescribe this
Fine lyricists with the gab
that's gifted
Keep my hands lifted,
through the sands sifted
Try to catch the phrase but you missed it
Yo, written and listed,
deep in the ranks my data banks
Read thanks for providing
the stretching of gas tanks
For the push talking to the bush
that flamed He's been the same
Since He pre- ordained the
first thought I entertained
Before the ink stained sheets hanged
Drying in the mainframe of brain
counting the rain
Let it be symbolic to frolic
thru every bar
Drying in the sun ray, chasingone way
While gun play speech that some say reach,
and inspire
I look to higher flows dipped
in bleach
Still ill, still tripping in
Still skill, still with
Labklik
Still your reason for wanting to rap
Still the mc you wish would come back
Still making tapes. Still digging thru crates
Still dissing wack MCs, still doing
whatever it takes
Still spitting paragraphs
with hidden meanings
And ill's still dreaming,
still a beat fiend and...
Still collecting information.
Still climbing constellations
Still in the lab,
still coercing beat combinations
Still steady doing it for your inspiration
A- yo I stapled the Appalachian pattern
Made the maple leaf creep as she
climbs the limb ladder
Carved a cavern out of chaos
filled with little lanterns
Called it space and with my fingers traced
my face across the fabric
The magic I had made inspired
all that followed after
I'm God who scatters notes
that resonate through starry rafters
I made the cripple skip around
the block and back again
I made the dumb to whistle to the
beat of his own adrenaline
My blood an d body broke like
bread to see you through
I did it just for you, I did it just for you
Well I question most thoughts
that peruse my three pounds
Universe to stay molded with the
shape I was called to hold
Sold with the highest dues paid
Cuz we chose to blessed with this
curse in His name
So rebuild with the mic
His words give you what you need
And I'm a blood donor squeezing
the pen until it bleeds
And I'm a soldier,
repping everything I believe
Wear it on my sleeve and replace
Fendi and Gucci
Deepspace 5, the point man
holds 'em off
From the 5- 1- 8, Albany