6000
BY EZAR
12 o'clock midnight black and mild burning smoke my poetry is like surround sound talk
Iam nice with the speech lose my thoughts when I mentality speak
Look to the sky when I walk in these hood streets
Look in the mirror to the only reason I compete
Coming alive like trees in summer heat
Learn the difference between failure and defeat
Death and eternal sleep
My goal is to master and formulate my technique
If you surface level this probably seems too deep
Lyrical concrete leaving the average intellect a little rocky
I crash through life like white boys in hockey
Women cuddle men conquer is the philosophy
I teach when I release audomaticly
Mind frame elevated from living savagely
Add that to the fact that iam black now tell me what the math would be
Consciously switch my patterns to correlate with success
Eliminating povety and stress
Master alliances made up with field elites
Manifesting jewels through their teeth
Dodging the rules of the beast
We show and prove new school raising the litercy of the desased
Leaders of our own destiny no longer will we be sheep peace
