The Warning

The Warning
I live the street life
Its 24/7 3.6
Ill be right and be wrong
Live life for a reason
And speak live in rhyme form
Every time the beats on the wall
The worlds still spinning
Flushin in my eyes
Let the science
Set the fly through the dark East sky
Some **** is for sure
But now Im sure the sun will rise
Stop calling prophet guys
Crime spread alibis
Companies economize
We all try to monopolize
Jus to try to summarize
Im trying to find my poverness
Living and sniffing the line of white
Youre higher than your tolerance
We all surround the communism
One world governments
Tryin to claim its dominance
Im feeling this
This is serious
Is everything you seen a film?
Im trying to find the source
But not get lost in the force field
Let it crawl through the door way
I set the table cause its gourmet
Like cardiac arrest facing all pain
Scribing down my demons in the hall way
There are true lines on the floor before the door breaks
Callin who let the storm in?
The world is spinning
Im kind of high of these endorphins
Callin who let the storm in?
The world is spinning
Im kind of high of these endorphins
**** the expensive * ***
Spotlight lookin out for payments
Quick to grab the kids
I dont believe in them , in aliens
Shes just a lonely *****
Treat her like an alias
Im low at the **** funds
High when I smoke skunk
Kill them with the cobra tongue
A few **** that no ones done
Thats why we number one
My souls back on, precise
No one knows where Im going
Composing amo
Drop the blunt and I use it like a fish
Trying to find a lap
But I just painted one on the window
Youll be in pain if youre simple
Cause deep down
Only you know what youve really been through
See this information?
I dont mind getting through
Get to the realness
We came through those flames
If they ever start burning within you
Its the voice of a generation poised with
On a point with no replication
So when it rains
I let it pour
Listen to the spirits
Cause my heart hears them call my name
Callin who let the storm in?
The world is spinning
Im kind of high of these endorphins
Callin who let the storm in?
The world is spinning
Im kind of high of these endorphins