The question remains...but the answer is this...
Peep the static I’m wreaking havoc n speaking the tragic
Seeking the magic in diseased habits of old days n ways
Amazed for days leaving the trace behind of facing the lines
Erasing the signs of amazement that’s signed to the treaty
Minding the freeing oblivion within the sun etched to my iris
Sketches of silence painted in fire on the bloody canvas
Rubbing the lamp to sounds of the cracked and elated answers
Sat and awaited the cancer and rain danced to the beats
Got a vivid romance to defeat, this man is the beast seeking
Meeting weekends as the beginning of time ending another
Still depending on brothers that’s smothering the others
Uttering lovers bloody from bubbles of dead troubles
Read the signs from the Hubbell n saw the humble conducts
I just Stumbled over constructed deducts lucky as fuck
Shutting me up blocking the crust from peeling like rust
Feeling the trust, fussy and stuck crushing the suckers
what obstructed the energy the synergy of me being me?
Seeing the freeing being the free being, being me and…
Building a greater world for my children, healing the earth
Peeling the smirk of a fatherless birth, immaculate contraceptive
Contradicting the common receptions comma and sentence
Sentenced as the senseless censorship captain rapping for facts
Backing the tracts attacked from the back of the racks
Blizz is the active in rap, activated with the lack of respect
Back to neglect, I’m back in effect dissecting the thumps
Two thumbs up to the one who sums up the dumb fucks
Some numb suckers remains plumbed in the main veins
Life is a maze; follow me for guidance of the sane ways
The same faced liar at the same place, attired for a stage
Wired to the rage of a lonely soul seeking the only goal
A hole in the heart knowing the parts of theatrical ways
Acting enraged, seems like I’m gone but I’m back in my place
So see what I create and you will find the vivid answers
Giving chances and taking souls to live forever in life
Forever a knife, it will be the blade that shorten your span
Short on demands…then trust when not being critical
The lord will advance and please don’t see it literal
The pedestal is shaky and I will awake the sleeping kind
Sleep in mind in an awake state, await hate but grasp love
The one above, Blizz is divine so stay and smile a while
Mind the tiles put together as a simple mosaic by me
Music by me, indelible emcee with audible facts to see
Sort of displayed as playing the displaced race of humans
Saving the humor, consuming the fumigated spirits with lyrics
Be near it and you’ll feel it, hear it concealed within my merits
The tactics of a speaker, arithmetic’s of life, listen n learn
Let the fists take a turn beat the life outta love to feel passion
I love to create a deeper intent concealed within my actions
"I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones."
---Albert Einstein
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