What I Am

[Verse 1: Passionate MC]



What I can, was never part of the plan

These palms gave 'em the light til it darkened my tan

To the point that my voice had to go for a stand

Against the noise from these boys and their marketing scams

I wanted to be regarded as an artist to man

But I'm neglected like the child of a father who ran

Only offer my hand like Moses with a staff

To clear the usual path cause he promised the land

This is anger nothing's in my water and can holding the anchor

I drag Noah's Ark through the sand

To the very last beach that might have each rat reach

Where every MC is accepted except me

What could it be, what did I do wrong ?

I only held the mic and wanted to move on

I just wanted to write and give 'em a new song

But instead of the flight they just wanted me to fall

But two wrongs never make it right

Instead of taking a chance I could have taken their life

So I sat back calmed down closed my eyes

Cause every single one of us has a Hulk inside

And every single one I trust, had choose to lie in hopes I die

Hung by the ropes I tied, just to save them

For when their bolts subside within the mayhem

Post by an open mind cause before I let jack be connected to feel

I take a seat in the electrial chair and watch the volts just rise

I swear to god when I wrote these rhymes

You would have sworn I was born as a poltergeist

In a form even thought couldn't pulverize

It's like I took an unstoppable force and another

Unstoppable force and watched them both collide

I am polarized and crush every line when the pools combine



It's nothing but mathematics a scientifical prouch mix with a bad habit

And an impulsive obsession for having so many Ooooosborne

From the crowd you would think I was Black Sabbath

I am nothing average a stomping savage in a southern fashion

With hundreds of other rappers running when I hurt the masses

This rehunger has it wonder if I can manage all the suffering

Without something to combat the damage

It's hard to move, arms both scarred and bruised

Every wall and the floor in my apartments room

I can't help that this haunted mood has forced me to

The edge where I bled to ignore the truth

And my heads thrown off confused

A ball of fumes waiting just to spark the fuse

I crawl but the steps are of no longer use

I try to talk without my neck thoughts formed a noose

So I hang without heathen rage without reason

I sometimes feel like I was made without meaning

How could I be one of hip hops saviours if I can't

Defeat the cause of hip hops failures

Too familiar with feelings of lost

And foolishly think I can win if I give it my all

I was wrong again and again, yeah again and again

So many times I never thought it would end

And when it did I was not prepared

I stopped and stared right at the clock cause the top was near

All I ever had to do was grip lock my fear

As if there was never any other options there

I drop a tear every night before sleep

It's like people give all of their might to ignore me

On stage I am giving thousands of bars and not once did I ever get a round of applause

I'm doubting my course surrounded by mountains of floss

This is fucking war the underdog with a rusted sword

Cutting all four with the force of a thunderstorm

I gotta' grew to my loved mom that even though I left school

I can rule with a couple bars all it takes is a little bit of faith

And not to confuse the criticism with the hate

Cause jealous n***as hate I see them all dissing me

Mad at the fact I reflect what they wish to be

Cause am gonna' make history

Like Beethoven upon death writing his last symphony

Physically I am alone in the dark throwing my darts

Hoping I'm the chosen Saphan, boy you're looking at a man

That has molded his arm from the pain of every girl that's

Ever broken his heart I'm broken apart

But as long as I have passion and all of my

Assassins I am able to get past it