W.I.Z.E.
10-08-04, 07:55 PM
(Intro)
Freedom to speak my mind,
Neis when I got the time,
I master all in my path from midnite to shine,
What means the world to me well here’s the bottom line,
Eternal peace when I’m released from this life of mine.
W.I.Z.E.
Life is a gift not a right,
Some fight nights looking for food,
Heist lifes heights like love, vision and faith,
Missing the great - blessings given today
My daughter conveys, prejudice none, heavenly sprung,
So I draw from her energy and let it be done,
Each sound is like a ladder check what’s said and what’s rung,
My mother, my wife, friends and whoever has sung,
Whatever is brung, their value cant’ be measured in tons.
I was an asthmatic now I have unfettering lungs,
That speak hurricanes of thoughts like I got Jeanne on my tongue.
Each step I sponge, yet to run from birth my death has begun
S.Free
If i died today, don't call me an emcee.. don't call me a poet
don't call it re.vol.ution -if ear lobes -pay it forw'd
sohh is sooo an- ir.elavencccyyy .but i wrote this from eyes focused
.
feelin' chosen
.
to'hve awoken.. them of zion in locusts
one must apply in their opus the by and by of being known as the dopest
when love got frie in the slums like i..
-one step in motion behind..
want rep, want mine, nuh wun mind!
observations at the cafeteria read me rhymes
.
i don't emcee, i report to duty
what's important to me you need -like
the times, coffee and booty
Neis
What means the most to me
in this life of sin..
is my seeds,that purple weed
and my res.erection..
I travel down a tricky road
rarely followed..
and digest the worlds stress
then inhale the doomed fumes so fam won't have to swallow..
to a higher degree
I'll die on a cross for fam.ily..
and crucify my enemies
instant.ly while my ashes are spread throught the masses of society..
for the life of me
there's nothing I won't give..
I reward myself with the 12 jewels,health
and giving inspiration to people ready to die but wanting to live..
Puppet Master
u provided me my sense of worth
i'll die tryin to provide u each inch of this earth
the hurts i've caused, the times mended
we can weather whatever weather or storm if our minds are in it
i'd die and give my last breath to extend yours
since u entered my life, nothings the same as it's been before
I adore your strength within
it's upon your nurturing nature i've grown to depend
as friends fade to way side and slip away
it's the growth of our union I anticipate
this is a state of mind, like's of which i've never felt
and I love you more than life itself
Midnite:
Truly free, what means the world to me?
Its gotta be my own family,
My heart pumps their blood through my veins,
My soul echo’s their cries of pain,
My mind is groomed from their stock,
My ego is edged from their flock,
My mother taught me compassion,
My father showed me passion,
My brother drives me insane,
But without him, I wouldn’t be the same,
My sisters went down fighting,
Asha and Yasmin…Angels at their finest,
Life is love, and Love is a wondrous drug,
Without them, I wouldn’t have a cause,
A reason to move on…
Freedom to speak my mind,
Neis when I got the time,
I master all in my path from midnite to shine,
What means the world to me well here’s the bottom line,
Eternal peace when I’m released from this life of mine.
W.I.Z.E.
Life is a gift not a right,
Some fight nights looking for food,
Heist lifes heights like love, vision and faith,
Missing the great - blessings given today
My daughter conveys, prejudice none, heavenly sprung,
So I draw from her energy and let it be done,
Each sound is like a ladder check what’s said and what’s rung,
My mother, my wife, friends and whoever has sung,
Whatever is brung, their value cant’ be measured in tons.
I was an asthmatic now I have unfettering lungs,
That speak hurricanes of thoughts like I got Jeanne on my tongue.
Each step I sponge, yet to run from birth my death has begun
S.Free
If i died today, don't call me an emcee.. don't call me a poet
don't call it re.vol.ution -if ear lobes -pay it forw'd
sohh is sooo an- ir.elavencccyyy .but i wrote this from eyes focused
.
feelin' chosen
.
to'hve awoken.. them of zion in locusts
one must apply in their opus the by and by of being known as the dopest
when love got frie in the slums like i..
-one step in motion behind..
want rep, want mine, nuh wun mind!
observations at the cafeteria read me rhymes
.
i don't emcee, i report to duty
what's important to me you need -like
the times, coffee and booty
Neis
What means the most to me
in this life of sin..
is my seeds,that purple weed
and my res.erection..
I travel down a tricky road
rarely followed..
and digest the worlds stress
then inhale the doomed fumes so fam won't have to swallow..
to a higher degree
I'll die on a cross for fam.ily..
and crucify my enemies
instant.ly while my ashes are spread throught the masses of society..
for the life of me
there's nothing I won't give..
I reward myself with the 12 jewels,health
and giving inspiration to people ready to die but wanting to live..
Puppet Master
u provided me my sense of worth
i'll die tryin to provide u each inch of this earth
the hurts i've caused, the times mended
we can weather whatever weather or storm if our minds are in it
i'd die and give my last breath to extend yours
since u entered my life, nothings the same as it's been before
I adore your strength within
it's upon your nurturing nature i've grown to depend
as friends fade to way side and slip away
it's the growth of our union I anticipate
this is a state of mind, like's of which i've never felt
and I love you more than life itself
Midnite:
Truly free, what means the world to me?
Its gotta be my own family,
My heart pumps their blood through my veins,
My soul echo’s their cries of pain,
My mind is groomed from their stock,
My ego is edged from their flock,
My mother taught me compassion,
My father showed me passion,
My brother drives me insane,
But without him, I wouldn’t be the same,
My sisters went down fighting,
Asha and Yasmin…Angels at their finest,
Life is love, and Love is a wondrous drug,
Without them, I wouldn’t have a cause,
A reason to move on…