mood

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im not on some coward shit but i get a bit worried
foes be comin for me, trying to put an end to my story
i have yet to reach the glory, the world has yet to adore me
and sometimes i get under the weather, sometimes i feel poorly
i keep my thoughts flowing, my body stay celestial
my third eye sharpened, my mind's multi-dimensional
throw me on an instrumental i concave your mentals
practice on my flow til its professional, i reconcile
every night my body separates from my mind
journey to the astrals through space and time
my flow staying malignant, your flow stays benign
i stay far from swine, shout out to No. 99
i try to keep positive but others come before zero
i cut foes up like zorro, trying to stack up dineros
rule over mc's like the Pharoah, now switch up the tempo
my words stick like velcro, this my lyrical concerto
 
my minds eye never blinks, never fail to think
a pothole on the road and my life could sink
lower depths of the ocean, my mood delves into soliloquy's
but my conscious is growing, expanding every minute b
change the channel, switch the mood, shit can get radical
a narcissist chews narc biscuits, hungrier than cannibals
but my mood still heavier than cannonballs
astronomical substances make me more dominant than apicals
removing all the stems, brain incompatible
the mariju wanna keep me fully botanical
sky high, got me singing all kinds of canticles
my cuticles green, conscious on cloud nine, im intangible
animalistic instincts with your woman got me wooden
nobody ever said that i couldn't
heart of a lion, shrewd mind acumen
blood so strong call our fam serum albumin

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Myriad
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