It's June 14, 2024, 06:04:59 AM
Life is intricate, like Arabic script,evolutionary shit,survival of fit,but don't trip,or get it confusedcause some won't losethey actually get used...but not exploitedsee, it's all Allah's choiceAll in different pointsAll in different positionsAll in levels of wisdombegginer, intermediatetill you start to see the shittill you can speak the shittill you don't need a scriptTill you speak off topof head with itLike a fuckin freestylebut in the meanwhilewe profile...and we front...but we know what's upLooking deep into the Infiniteasked some questionshow is love unrequited?how is love un-returnedhow he loved a rosebut didn't know it's beautyOr rather he did..but he didn't understandwhat made the rose growfrom within..he projected himself onto it's stembut what he loved was really just withinhimself, or inthe atmospheric hazetill heavy winds swept inwith force of siesmic wavesLeft his head in a dazeHe wanted to destroythe evil so it wouldn't live onand spread to next generationso all that money wastin...all that years of frustrationall that time in contemplationbut some startin with evenless, living with more stresseverything in it's positioneverything in it's time prescribedwe live individually...but to move forward evolutionaryit comes much more swiftlywhen you help me...and we do this togetherbut still I move on whether...or not you come with meit's Evolutionary
Damn, that was a really ill concept. I never checked the KeyStyles much here, but that's easily the best verse I've ever seen here.
Reality makes me sad see,it's because I'm perfectionist,so I don't want to see thisor I don't want to see that,So I forced my mind toface it anyway cause it's fact,but then I feel way weakto know the realof mistakes I made so steepwieght of mountains onmy shoulders,of giult that gathersas I grow olderNow I'm searchinfor some inspirationSo deep into mypast I'm penetratingand the same pastthat pissed meis the same pastthat lifts mecause the thingsI've seen andlearn get to mespirit grows like a treethe root is so deepthat I can't seemaybe someday I'll see
Quote from: Exit Infinite.. Enter Grammar on June 11, 2009, 02:28:36 AMReality makes me sad see,it's because I'm perfectionist,so I don't want to see thisor I don't want to see that,So I forced my mind toface it anyway cause it's fact,but then I feel way weakto know the realof mistakes I made so steepwieght of mountains onmy shoulders,of giult that gathersas I grow olderNow I'm searchinfor some inspirationSo deep into mypast I'm penetratingand the same pastthat pissed meis the same pastthat lifts mecause the thingsI've seen andlearn get to mespirit grows like a treethe root is so deepthat I can't seemaybe someday I'll seeThat's a nice verse.Ill hook by the way.
Have you been practicing lucid dreaming? Cool huh?