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Time lost--Impossible to bring it back
« on: February 14, 2019, 11:46:31 PM »
That time, spin a coin on a dime
watch it fall, until all is lost
to the hands of a clock
the fire, the flame, that burned eternal
now Infinite will try to relearn how
to exist somehow someway
In a land but trapped in the past
In a life, living twice, but twice is not as nice
twice is one time too much
Infinite lost touch of all that he loved
Who was she, she was the representative
of all of my dreams, and of the sea
the ocean that you can never see it's end
is it a flat earth or I cross a passage
and come back round and begin again
are we beautiful like diamonds in the sky
or are we pawns try to fit in on a board of Kings
are we wedding rings and wedded traps
and a boulevard of broken dreams
of plotted schemes, of a youth in earliest of teen
age years where fears are no more
and responsibilities don't exist
where the lips can't express the
happiness that can exist
on the cusp of a life outside the margins
the truest existentialist to even mention this
the impossible chapter of what comes next
after love exits and the sedintary sets in
how does a record still spin
press the record button and play it back again
X to da Z said you can't press stop and then press rewind
so I put in "Papparazi" and played that shit over again
and it was 1996 again once more
and a whore was horribly beset on both sides
with the lies and intrigues of bourgeoisie bullshit
that makes it impossible to exist between these lines
between these lies, behind this disguise
the impossibility of reaching the past
protected the seed inside of the shell
the kernel that yields profits
the two hands to fix the world
the two hands given to try to clap to create rhythm
my head hitting the pavement
landing softly as a yogi on his carpet
Since 98' when Canibus said "Get Retarded"
many in the world did become retarded
since Ras Kass rapped "if I wanted to hear
from the asshole I would of farted"
since the album was out amidst the greats
of the pinnacle of rap before Pac slapped Anderson hard
before Death Row fell from the gaurd
and Suge got slapped with a sentence
from which he still has never repented
the chaning wind ends the changing winds blow
but still the impossibility looms
of how to make the flower bloom once more
of lost years and lost times
of a 2pac autopsy of a Makevalian switch
I'm still infinite trapped in 1996!
My First Officially Schedule Rap Battle on Stage as an undercard to the undercard match



(btw, Earth 🌎 is not a spinning water ball)