Seize the moment

Time keeps ticking, tick tocking away

Memories passing me by, all of my days

Step back to see what I've accomplished

Fell short of my promise, I am astonished

Disgusted with the lack of enthusiasm, lack there of pride

Took my life for granted, feeling empty inside

Mentors have mental distaste for what I've become

Molded into a genius, but perceived to be dumb

Greatness in my grasp, still chose a different path

Ridiculed by my subconscious, which constantly laughs

Fallen from grace, viewed as a disgrace

Always in character; mask on my face

Man in the mirror says I'm better than you

To switch places with him, what I wouldn't do

Truth spoken in jest, a joker amongst peers

Appealing to the masses, while disguising my fears

Still I yearn to converse with an open book such as I

One as transparent as me, with no need to lie

Do you ever feel empty? Even cold at times?

Feel like you're down in the pits, with no desire to climb?

Satisfied with the outcome of the choices you've made?

Or scared to sleep at night, scared that your life may fade?

Educated to the degree you were destined to be?

Satisfied being paid hourly rather than salary?

Is this what your Parents, Grandparents, and Guardians expected?

Or were you hard headed, refused to learn, and help was neglected?

Will your children look up or down on past generations?

Are they destined to fail or have you set expectations?

Time moves fast, waits for no man

Plan for failure is the result of a failure to plan

Simply put...

I simplify my songs for you simpletons so you can simply see

The sacrifices for simplicity signify my sympathy

So complicated is the common consumer conscious

Caught up in the chaos and commotion, converting to nonsense

Seems I'm simultaneously sensible and yet cynical

Concentrated concepts claim casualties; condition's critical

Behold a being beyond barriers brainstorming out the box

Latch on and listen to lyrics that eleviate the locks

Breathing life into bodies battle tested and broken down

Done garnered recognition now I'm looking at gaining ground

Appalled at all the poor adolescents accomplishments unacknowledged

Corrupted by the crooked critics that keep 'em from going to college

Character Defined

Guess I'm a racist cuz I hate the black cloud hanging over me

They say you overcompensate & overthink, therefore you're overly

Under rated and underestimated, guess they don't understand it

Can't get over being under a microscope, but yet I'm still demanded

An overachiever with an underhanded demeanor

Climbed over to the other side, understood that their grass was greener

Pastures that surpassing the passion that I had for the path I chose

Honestly it'd be an honor if I wasn't the only one who knows

Sniffles from the nose, need a tissue so I can blow

Losing my composure with this music that I compose

My proposition is that my competition shouldn't oppose

The anger and the frustration that I impose

Get under my umbrella while we reign in champagne

Overindulging in this critical campaign

Sparking the mind of the people so I walk with a box of matches

Headphones attached to the youths while laying on a mattress

Unconventional and unique no one can match this

In a league all my own, so they calling me classless

Picture still ain't clear to them, they're in need of glasses

Timid student since childhood, so he never asks

For the roars of the applause although he leaves them in awe

Fundamental Young Intellect seemingly without flaw

Tongue lashing with the verbal yet lyrical onslaught

Superior vocabulary skills, untaught

Taunting the spectators who question my creator

Why speculate ghostwriting, question why I'm greater

Not illiterate but literally never been a fan of literature

Singled it out as insignificant, until I supplied My signature

My titanic penmanship seems to never sink

Pen and pad commands the conversation leaving me to think

Clear conscious creates the most complex of concepts

But I'm not a Character quickly taken out of context

To fit the demograph or rather the public perception

No dots or broken lines, untraceable therefore no connection

Notice Me

my vivid lyrics are a result of an intuituve mind

self educated not falling for the lies of mankind

man made diseases but they refuse to administer the cure

preying on those with misfortune to see how long they can endure

leaders in our community tell us to be patient and be still

but I can't do that cause our God gave us a free will

free from oppression, depression, and this concocted recession

but send them a message or expression of our aggression

give those that dictate the rules and regulations a reason to pay attention

forcing those reporting the news to give us honorable mention

Reminder

aggravated with the complexities, the hurdles , and the struggle

sick of the complacency, the hustle, and the not so subtle

racisit impressions pressed so hard piercing that which my spirit embodies

oppressed and pigeon-holed constant targets of their prejudicial hobbies

closed fists in the air symbolizing unity

yet they perceive it as a threat, one of mutiny

inserted the boys in blue into our hoods to serve & protect

yet their crooked with their wicked schemes, undeserving of our respect

41 shots, Diallo, and Louima, and Sean Bell

they're designed to keep us under, if you can't tell

racial profiling incorporated to cause much plight

an attempt to derail the dream, to keep us from the real fight

so we fall victims to the underhanded I can't understand it

we must stay focused get reparations for all that we demanded

liquor stores numb the pain, and the drugs kill our minds

scared to follow leaders yet our causes are all intertwined

lost sight of Dr. Kings dream so our current condition is that of the blind

maybe all that we're in need of is a reminder of what we're searching to find

Reality Check

I say poisonous people in power prepare for complications

Overlooking our obstacles on countless occassions

Signifying society's cynical skepticism

Rationale realized when rebels revolt against racism

Agitated and anxious by our approach and alarming actions

Considerably concocting the kind of plans to cause distractions

Killing our leaders leaves us in limbo with little to lean on

Fighting for our survival, forcing us to get our feen on

Dingy drapes on the doorway define the devastation

Internally infected by the inception of their innovations

Drawn to the drugs designed to deviate our desires

Our future forced into fostercare fervently facing the fires

Mentally manipulated and misguided by the Man's malicious motivation

Hoping to hinder and hurt our havens, however hit with hesitation

Trapped in...

Thoughts trapped in a bubble my mind's trapped in a cage

Time passing by quickly, getting no younger in age

I want to advance but stuck on minimum wage

They treat us like animals when we lash out in our rage

Drugs, murders, and rapes it's all one in the same

This doesn't seem normal, that's why we're going insane

Who developed these projects? I call them castles of pain

No clean water to use, so we boil the rain

No heat in the winter, however still we sustain

Police harassing us daily, cuff's substituted with chains

Don't want us to sell drugs, just put it into our veins

All of this plus slavery embedded into our brains

Sabotaging the young giving them no chance for a life

Treating Women likes trash, calling them ho's and not Wives

See it's the downfall of Man, hood swallowed in sin

We need to get out, but where to begin

Scared of making a change cause of what they did to Our people

Killed Malcolm and Martin, it's clear we ain't equal

Even Lincoln and Kennedy wounded up being victims

Fighting for the same cause but overcome by the system

Prisons close in proximity, always an ominous threat

Police brutality helps us to never forget

School system corrupted, no books and no teachers

Sports seems like the way out so we sit on the bleachers

Rooting for our children hoping for better days

Hoping the violence in our streets don't take them away

Working hard everyday, you could tell by the sweat on our brow

Holding firm to religion praying for God's will to allow

Allow us to escape from this place full of darkness

Although we're very religious, the devil's creeping regardless

Only a few seem to make it, the majority fail to get out

Take a look at statistics, you'll see what I'm talking about