Conscious 2 the game
trapped like a picture
'N' a frame,
watching the rise
immersed from the flame;
never slain from the gun,
slugs can't smoke my lungs;
catastrophic scriptures deleted
from what was originally written;
gifted is the pen,
wicked years 2 sin,
44's gather souls,
50 cals shatter skulls;
decomposed for whats told;
headed for death;
I'm ready without clips,
peeping the reaper's steps
2 Blessed 2 be vexed;
here is my spirit;
come take it with your weapon;
no steel, no chrome, no plastic;
just raw bone, war battled flesh,
consumed with Lazarus's breath;
untamed fool AWAKE!
no longer hibernate,
relate 2 days daily bread,
drink from the blood, power-up;
flow like the Nile,
the root of the truth;
give toxins 2 cowards,
the shepherd still flocketh
with stallions 'N' Zion!
spit the gift flawlessly,
battle with scripts dispensed
from the spiritually equipped;
most can't vision the gift
2 represent without speaking tongues,
so sniff out the vermin,
unleash the hounds from mt. vernon