"Tha Stigma"

[paranormatic]

To da untrained eye,
Dat can’t tell fame from lies,
So many Ni99az high dey just stain da skies,
Ominous minds…fallin from cloud 9,
Folks be miles behind,
By da time you land hit da earth n gain consciousness,
Rewind your life structure though it seems monstrous,
Redeem by elohim though dem dreams haunt us,
Tongues mightier then the sword now submit to conquer,
Death before dishonor,
Why question bad karma,
In tha beginning you had promise,
Now you reduced to a fictional mellow-drama,
Insomnia,

[yaga]

Your flow is sick, man.