Chapter II: Drama

Lyrics

...I'm trying to be the best that I can be Once was chained, sold and sentenced to slavery But God spoke forth with bravery He gave me a second chance These fools are tranced like hypnotic Psychotic, expanding like neurotic Since I was a rebel I was branded with the mark of the devil You understand the trouble among those Who stand to face the last right face Incarcerate those crеws who are scarfaced You understand, thеy been planning And to the Septuagint all the way to Revelation Let it begin and show you the picture Give you the mind and state things just like the Remnant Militia How can this be son, you understand I grab the mic and pack it with the spiritual My physical locality, it's guns that got a casualty Yo son, I buckle under pressure, how can I guess this Yo son, I must confess this Sickness has infected my mindstate for so long I can't recall the meaning of the songs I tried to do things, it was boring, you understand The time pouring moves me back and forth How can this be son Coz Christ was supposed to be the Source My mind split like divorce And quickly came to a crash Yo son, I grabbed the mic And watch how the future starts to flash Foolish ones, ill, psychotic ... Keep my rhymes ringing in your ear like bad cased tinnitus I be like... who the ones be complaining I'm still straining to God Straight, I've given my life and gaining I'm just playing rhymes like with cards ... Microphone to make this rhyme like an injector Call me the doctor, proceed to rock ya KJ-52, microphone, peace I'm out I took my first breath, faced my death There was nothing more left I walked the path of the wicked You understand, that's how I kick it I started picking against those who oppose I arose, you understand like Christ That resurrected, mind was infected How can this be that I'm infected by society's sickness Yo son, I had to witness of my being in this Now I come forth and never miss My missile, projectile, you understand I'm versatile, the Goldinchild...