[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