-=-Freestyle Sessions-=-

sit back and peep this rhyme / combining words into lines
I've come to find I'm blind / mankind ruled by the one eye
look main everyone gone die / that's the only promise in life
and everything else is a lie / the only answers in the sky

and everyday above ground / is just another lesson found
these blessings confound / there's no surround sound
look around main it's just us / and we getting f@cked up
it's going down trust us / cause it's a must that we bust

plus this is more than a freestyle / ... it's a lifestyle
a lost soul's way of life / ever since the days of a child
my first memory was survival / and after that was trial
denial had me suicidal / but I can still somehow smile

knowing they await my arrival / while I remain unrivaled
this sh!t is trifle / like holding a bible while shooting a rifle
this vital homicidal recital / I give to you vile after vile
commencing transfusion / no worries confusion is human

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starring out the window in a room full of indo smoke
watching the city glow close off the night sky to my eye
it got me reminiscing why my homeboy had to die
that just part of life I guess I'm just thankful to be alive
trying to keep my third eye open with 20/20 focus
fighting off this plague of locusts and pirate ghost ships
my diagnosis of this severe psychosis of hypnosis
that no one notices exists similar to a hopeless wish
as bogus as it is I know something just ain't right
this ISH got me tossing and turning at night losing sleep
just a black sheep lost in the heard of the sheep
a lost soul out for victory that seems so far out of reach
only the taught can teach so it's my place to speak
try to reach you with the speech and set your mind free
cause at the end of the day YOU are just like me
our soliloquy trapped in a society ruled by evil and greed
 
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oppressed, depressed, stressed, just a f@cking mess
need to rest but they say sleep is the cousin of death
not impressed with fake threats, but that doesn't mean
that I accept all that I've seen, there is this old say-ing
believe none of what you hear and half of what you see
but you see fear is the biggest belief in this here mystery
misery gluttonously corrupting seeds you and I breed
as you and I breath, you and I conceive into the memory
these verses... you and I verses... curses in cursives
coursing through the universe in order to converse this
the mind converts this as if it's a master mathematician
spelling it out for you, f@ck all those fake magicians
watch for the minion in the dominion of popular opinion
a.k.a. the politicians... a.k.a. hypocritical super villains
spreading a new way of living, a new age of atheism
agnostic is how I'm living until I'm found or forgiven

I'm telling y'all it's that lost soul way of living... just living
 
Flow reincarnated from departed, when we ever the most high... we become martyr'd
Some beg to differ and say we was just monitored. They fear mass movements
It creates confusement. Its a product in which they can't consume it unbothered
We are no longer picking up their books, but we hear it spoken in volumes.
Its inadequate, their supposedly baphomet is now shook, only our death contemplates their problem
 
As I return to this "Place", I got a smirk on my face.
These sentences I lace, with grace and good taste.

Time 2 face me face 2 face, caught up in the race.
Deface your style with graphic vocal graffiti display.

Ask around they'll say going against me is insane.
Trained to enter your brain just like synthetic strain.

The words that I'm sane, is novacaine for the pain.
Or morpheme for the dream, drifting outta planes.

Many different lanes on this road we refer 2 as life.
Look, I'm not saying your wrong or I'm right, aight?

Just show me your sacrifices before your advice.
I dunno if you're strong enough 2 hold these dyce.

Rolling so precise in attempt 2 get my slice of it.
Fook it, hop in a bucket, throw on some thug ish.

I do this for the my loved ones who real in public.
Not for busters talking behind backs discussing.
 
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Do you hate me? I don't hate you.
Know what's Krazy? This is fate too
Make no mistake dude! This is life.
With the same crew day and night

I'm ashamed what these fools like.
Y'all see the same stuff that I write?
Am I right or am I wrong? Tell me.
as I put on another song by Makaveli.!

follow Tha Don, f*ck what they tell me!
it's always ON, the rest fail me!
people on The Rock, you smell me!
One Nation it don't stop, hit the telly!

Pick up some muchies for the belly.
And some honey to overwhelm me.
F*ck them fake fools trying to sell me.
Take these jewels, you'll live wealthy...

...

Shout out to my Lost Souls! My One Nation Crew! All the real muthuh f*ckuhs!
 
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It's just that life of a lost soul... you know
I'm just trying to play the game how it goes
Closed chapters leave opened doze
Another tragic rose froze in the metaphoze
Foes I'm ahead of those and enemies
These soliloquies strengthens my geez
So please bare witness to these strategies
Tactics attacking these fallacies we believe
You see no wonder it's a spell we under
Fast to succumb to the words and numbers
Listen close and you can hear the thunder
I'm not trying to disturb anybody slumbers
But what the F%$# is this, dumb and dumber?
Do I make you laugh? Am I hear to amuse you?
F0ck what you're used to and get a clue dude
Hella mad at me, hella just do what I do fools

Sitting here thinking what's for dinner
Appetite of a sinner got my mind in splinters
With out no Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Just a life of hurdles and obstacles
People wanna murder you for doing the impossible
Even so called friends wanna cop your jewels
lil' homies going Krazy trying to stop them fools
One day it's got to cool... but until then
smoking with Thug Life children behind buildings
...Concentrating on reaching these billions
But no, not the gold; I'm talking about the souls
And when I say souls, I'm talking souljahs
Fighting the righteous fight until it's over
We need more outta life, money can't hold ya
It's funny, this ISH reminds me Sundays
Comics in the news, so it had to be a fun day
 
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Say we unlock our fourth and seventh chakra and sing an opera forgiving these operatives
Where pain only remain at the rate it often heals, where it eventually kills, the life we fulfill
Some say whats the deal, All I say its how we peel the apple, whether its dawn or next days eve
Its the way you perceive where your vessel become ya tabernacle and you decide how you gonna bleed

Not gonna be how you behave, cause behaviour is what they saviour, quick to document you on paper
The pleasure of listing human measure creates a ruler like the use of salt compared to pepper
Gist this flavour, don't fall victim to who's your maker, we all come from a womb or wound wounded
Dead or instead of having to take a breath before establishing self, before anything we see considered wealth
 
I don't need an instrumental as this rhyme creates the tempo
Dive deep into your mental similar to war drums to the temple
I don't need a beat. I need to beat the enemies in back of me
Too scared to face me with savagery in this instrumentality

I don't need to remind you and you don't need to remind me
It ain't hard to find me, rolling with the last of my kind, Gz
tthousand, let it be known, controlling ish on the microphone
Control your tthots as if they where my own. So get up on

An if you think you known well then this ish ain't nothin new
Punishing punk crews hella diminishing their point of views
Y C I choose to refuse to lose, hella dudes acting all rude
Their girls acting fools hella thinking it's actual and factual

Mathematical mind seeing through this madness we exist
F*cking busters acting all mad when I bring them this gift
Y'all don't wanna diss after all we all mammals in the mist
Animalistic when it comes to your brains I get cannibalistic

Put down your god damned fists man they've got ballistics
Picturing perfect planned statistics scratched off a hit lists
Apocalyptic clips couldn't stop this in the city of Metropolis
da Man of Steel dropping this like scriptures from prophets
 
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there we were, lost souls, abandoned by time
reach deep in my mind, to find you this rhyme
I'm doing fine, but I hope that I can do it great
is it my fate or is it something we can't escape
is it too late or can we change for the better
even if it takes forever, we'll bare the whether
from pleasure 2 pain, after fires comes the rain
maintaining in the game got us all going insane

what about the future lost souls, how it goes
leaving fools and foes froze from the cold flow
hostile apostles, gone off that ghetto gospel
dropping impossible jewels and ideological clues
confuse and diffuse with these views I choose
abuse and misuse as I bend and break the rules
f*ck being cool, we hella on in this my brother
makes me wonder why they wanna see us under

can't forget about the past, life brings lessons
each day you're alive is a blessing, acceptance
something that missing, like something is hidden
who we kidding, Mr. Makaveli said this ain't living
what the f*ck can they tell me with their opinion
gotta get back that feeling we had as children
when the sky was the limit now ISH's the ceiling
who we kidding, staring at this, it's us we killing
 
I don't talk a lot, but I got a lot to say / gotta talk to y'all, man we lost our way
We're... waiting for the reign to change / 2 the sunshine, everything gone be okay
Yeah right, it's hard on this here planet / we call it Earth as in dirt, understand it?
What is planted is as if it was planned / It's a shame not all can comprehend it

Think about it, less you say this aloud / Follow me as we in your conscious now
Subconscious thinking it's not allowed / In the superconscious it's another howl
Exaggerated vowels with mad nonsense / We took vows 2 live in commonsense
In my defense that doesn't make sense / The scientific minds are questioning shit

Was a lesson missed or did we skip it / why everyone so quick 2 wanna be with it
It's your life so live it and never quit it / no regrets as I get so high I feel lifted
Elevated and looking at this we call life / Like what it is and do we know it's right
It keeps me up at night while my eyesight / becomes unfocused without the light
 
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picture how it plays out
as soon as you get loud
they say it's not allowed
soon as you see a way out
is soon as they take you out
like click-plow *gunshot*gunshot*
you ain't saying nothing now

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istenin' 2 dA same song / been listenin' 4 so long
how long we gonna wait / 4 something 2 come on
I mean something great / we growing tired of fake
snakes and their waves / wi-fi digital criminal daze
enslaved 2 wicked ways / forgive me my mistakes
understand the stakes / as these lost human race
take place embrace fate / ... souls, it's not 2 late
we can escape destiny / put faith and trust N me
C what U can C / say N who do U believe
if nothing Y not me / ain't gonna let demons B
hear dEm screamin' peace / and it'll never cease
man verse beast and man / a man has gotta eat
and when he's finished / then it's back 2 business
spiritually anti-religious / please creator forgive us

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microscopic optic toxic logic drop-it! Got it? Hydraulic ebonic chronic super-sonic stereophonic: semi-conscious demonic phonic tonic. On It? Get up on!
 
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Who knew Freestyle Sessions would have more views than Share your jams.
....................... Here's a clue: he's got two thumbs. Give up? It's this dude. :cool2:

Like Marvin Gaye sang things aren't what they used to....... See
Everyday is a new day in the underground scenes........ Believe
Everyday above ground is a new blessing so it seem, it seems
I told y'all this Internet is a reflection of society on a string
 
stuck in the flow, where do we go, who really knows
guess I suppose, if eyes are closed, we won't really know
watch as it goes, feeling so froze, the time is so close
another dose of that west cost overdose. No detox!
let this reach blocks, hitting deep spots, hidden beneath thoughts
listening to 2pac, giving you my last shot (my last shot)
stop and observe the plot, it occurs it must be stopped
is it a curse that I'm in love with hip hop? Or is it not?
 
So many rhymes on my brain, main, it's so hard to explain,
like trying to explain the differences of the four planes,
two spelled the same and with the other too it's the same,
this spelling has got us short changed, we need to change,

back to what I'm saying, that plain like simple and plain,
the plain like home on the range and playing in the plain,
the plane like boss it's that thing main, that thing main,
then plane like the first plain only on a different plane,

follow as we travel through this fourth dimensional plane,
as you stare at your LCD pane, I want you to feel my pain,
as I, paint pictures into your imagination with scripture,
picture a picture-perfect picture in broken picture frame,

picture me taking the blame, na main, that ain't my thang,
ask around about me if you doubt me or you could shout me,
they might say I'm insane or he's got one hell of a brain,
as I brake free from the chain, they all, hold up, 'How he?!'









 
far from the devil, I'm in this game on a whole different level
out looking for trouble with a trunk full of tape, bags and a shovel
I'm just a man with a pebble, sitting here bumping my treble
in a world where a cute girl walks by and you say, "hello"
but she doesn't stop and respond so you scream, "biiitch!"
now hold up but what the ufck is this ISH, this ufcking ISH
what type of ufcking ufckery is this, that happens to exist
in a state full of Babylon script, we babble on as if it's a script
the battle is ON! the beat never skips... Keep up with the flow
 
When I first entered the scene, I was fresh off of hacking my Wii
I figured that the P.S.Three, as they say, would be-no-thing...
But I was wrong, so I had to log-on and ask for some help along
Little did I know this was the start to a long, long journery

About six years ago is when the wheel of fate started turning
As I was learning, one of the first persons I met was bitsbubba
Treated my like a kid brotha, and for that I still love ya mutha ufcka
Sure there were others back then but nowadays it's just us

Save for a few ufking nuts who stuck around... remember when it went down
Everyone on the ship was about to drown...
And I did my best to bring us back to solid ground...
Thinking about it now, the only good that came of it is was where we are now

So here I am now, telling you about how
The PS3 scene got flipped and turned around
 
Little did we know that deep down, underground, beneath the scene
Something was strir-ing, when I first became a moderator,, it was Wayne's World
I wasn't worthy, but still I held the course strudy, and in a hurry
Everyone was gone, I was one of the last left like it was still Party Time

Excellent... I move on, rebuild a team as strong and the one we came from
From the slums we arose, apposed to our foes, who were only supposed
You see behind the closed doors, is what's really deciding the wars
Didn't know the whole time I was dealing with a lire and whore

So I brought others to your door, and you took advantage some more
When my computer crashed it was almost a metaphor
Since then my status has never been restored, but the legend was born
As I left my brother to take the horn and continue the mission sworn

Wish I could have warned him about what was to come
We wouldn't have had to fight over spilled crumbs
We could've done a lot more, but what's more is we still can
... Lost Souls, man beyond plans, trying to understand what is comprehended

Not to mention if you got a second to just sit right there...
I'll keep telling you why I walk around with a crown in my hair...
 
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