Prologue

The morning rises, I see the sun watching me, Its time to get going Threats flowing in oceans of hate infested waters I gotta go swim through I gotta set a showing, blowing is the wind when I pinned phone Watch the Throne zoned in the headphones, dead is the bread, don't know its known At a bus stop, waiting on a grim reaper, quadruple hockey sticks In the whip, gripped the tip of tricks in the lifespan Writing the night out to hide doubt, The bus stops at the building I know I'm wielding this feeling of shielding my feelings Tripped to flip a whole script of passion, action when them doors open I walk through, and talk to few students, diss including them real brothers Know the real suffer, the fake thrive, the devils at level with snake eyes I see her live on the side of the mind that I'm designed with, hard is thy bricks In them long hallways, songs always cause craze in my tall gaze Became one with the sun to shine light in these dark rooms Tombs in dunes that are filled with dead children who say "we'll win" Fields in the dirt full of hurt, turnt to the right path last when I was left first I was left for dead, but it's too far to turn back now, so I have to get at it now A combative sound is the regular, see the predators and how they register And how they go along little merry ways, see abrasion in nations Yet I face it, can't replace this, now I'm walking over to my locker I gotta stay locked in before I go to class The mass does facts when it comes to judging people Prologue, know I go along with the way life may break me or take me Prologue, know I go along with the way life may break me or take me Or make me