Loose Lyrics #21 | Original poetry by Dookiebrownflow
who sense soul
no matter the monetary situation
if your truth ain't voluntary
you been broke
lyrical cycles are menstrual
we bleed through instrumentals
and feed off incidental mistakes
positive energy intentions are great
without failure Victory is non-existent
nevermind his story
in touch with mystery
if you never had a pot to piss in
or your pops went missing
or shots fired from the opposition
Lead your whole tribe into malnutrition
big pigs throwing bullets in our backs
to endow their pensions
in this prism a color system
got them claiming pale hue as white
and brown as black
either we blind or
somewhere down the line
identify with crayons
this dookie brown complexion
tends to remind me of that
it's the birth of a new era Invasion
subtle rise in the vibration
Some rise others die
physical emancipation
either or lead the war
food in thought to feed the poor
Deezy Soars follow form End of story
if your limit's the sky
you're only sheltered by your minimal mind
your expansion is tied
solely to the Phantom inside
every weapon is tried
reopen the eye
Christ wasn't one of one
You too arevthe sum of some one
We are one
We are we are oneee..
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