T HA F REAKSTYLAZ P OST A LBUM


| L. Mitchell |

| 20. *Circles and Squares* feat. Wisdom |

::Wisdom::

this life is wheels-
with no stoppin the gerbils
my thoughts are in circles
walkin in circles is
like walkin off the
trauma
all the drama
melodic saga
put this on ya momma
my mind- a large pirannha
circlin prey
elliptical patterns like saturns rings
cryptically shatterin things
burstin the grey
skittles commercials
colors hit the earth n it shakes
tsunamis to indonesia sri lanka
persons are chased
no chance to wave goodbye
hit with a wave,
goodbye-
survivor stories is tragic
like 5 for 40 wit addicts
my life- im sorry to have it
future poorly imagined
all i wanna do
is die wit glory n chapped lips...
reflectin-
i couldve done
shoudlve done
i walk, n not, because i wouldnt run-
today its the hood wit a gun
tomorrow the good son
i stood un-der the sky
wonderin why
im wonderin why
in my life- what's love?
got to do with it
i dont know
what I've got to do with it
or what i've gotta do with it
its not that im new to it
or maybe it is-
maybe im crazy
or maybe im too sane
like my alias is-
another person livin in me
vividly depicted but it isnt visually;
the truth hurts....
but the truth works
n im outta lies
maybe counter clockwise
is not an optimized
way to walk in my
personal space
egos blow up- burst in ya face
people grow up- learnin their place
when evil shows up- neither nature or nurture is safe
it dont mix, like children
walkin in mens shoes,
or models n menus,
but either way this melodic saga continues.....

::L. Mitchell::

this life is bloccs-
4 corners of tears
my thoughts are in squares
thinking of dares
I didn't do
due to fears
drop the sweet shit
like a popped pinyata
street shit
glocc with hollows
melodic saga
keep clips and them shots will follow
boxing in prey
praying you stop biting
so I'm fighting like
I'm boxing with tyson
the only ring shaped like a square
no patience is here
hold ya breath; no air
even...tho' the squares
called nerds are the wisest
you rainbow fags
fall in love with Star-burst advertisements
let the stars burst til the sky's lit
real fireworks
water is powerful,
but i'mma show you how real fire works
bacc-drafts trapped in the wall
in need of an axe and a saw
burnt souls won't live
to be asked what they saw
no survivors juss victims
my lyrics capture them all
all i wanna do is recite
to leave you gasping in awe
predicting-
what could be done
what should be done
respected, cuz I stood up
when I could have run
yesterday the pull of gun
today got you thinking they would have come
tomorrow!
revenge hits you in the form of Karma
u laying under the sky
wondering why
ya momma wanna juss cry
over ya body, makin' it wetter
think she making it better?
I don't know
but there's no escaping the weather
whether it rains or it pours
whether a range or a ford
whether your in the range to afford
that chain or you poor
now you laying on the floor
lying in lies that's deep
cuz honestly
this rap game wants you outta honesty
and i believe
this melodic saga provokes the ganja leaf
marijuana trees
that leaves me higher
than helicopter keys
so coppers follow me
and followers copy me
but nobody's stopping me
cuz I'm in tune with the melodic beat....

..elite freaks..

Wisdom appears courtesy of FreakStylaz Musik

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