poetically passionate i flip it on my mattress
years of writing accurate
that's why it comes off the dome
clones and drones and can't originality and make it their own


wait i gotta think....

nah i'm just playin...

nah

here we gooo:

lol


54321

nah im bored...

damn dog anyone wanna collabo?
poems rhymes whateva...

don't be nervous

we keep it multi-faceted all over the chorus
with more scripts than a forest oops more leaves i leave em impaled and cryin from soul drawers
mirrored the mimik and take it back to my roots in the illadelph
that was their hottest record now inject them with that fly shit..

nah set it..





- I write battle verses to Mariah Carey songs...www.soundclick.com/ezzsentialsoul
www.myspace.com/ezzsentialsoulmusiq
www.myspace.com/ezzsentialsoul
www.webspawner.com/users/delicateaurasoul4/index.html

anyone rememba? nah i dont expet you to because it was years ago


but here:


She sits, not molded
fighting
she stands proud
fighting not to contort to thrive in an unjust society
she reads for knowledge, for peace
fighting thru the struggle of adversity
when does it end?
It ends the day she bends and becomes something she isn't
It ends the day she settles for less
It ends on instant gratifications & quick made decisions
It ends thinking short-term
It ends on status seeking and facades

Freedom can be stolen in so many ways
The constricting box is placed thru circumstances, religion, where you live, love, and even the mind

Mind control
thru the set up that we have made ourselves
the music that bellows
the bodies we overexpose
the once sacred protected things that we market
the once sacred things that we use to gain profits

the corruption of simplicity
the deviation from the soul...

take it back
back to the original meanings to find truth in all things
and be truly free
not psuedo-free

we're so limited

we're limited to only make sound that we can spell

ughisfsigosnhgsihgnlkhsvnslbvsbdflkauerlkiuoiupophdaeweaslkdh!

even if i shreek, i have become limited
even if i seek...
I am limited

so how does one become truly free?

I guess it's only the free that is the best of my ability?
******

"I did it again"

Engaged my soul into what i thought could be (you and me forever)
the fear of opening up slowly drifted away and i became so so so so so so so ....comfortable (I felt woman-child)

But the truth is- is I feel I belong nowhere (haven't been able to relax inside for a long time)
always fighting (changing from my current state so noone can pinpoint me)


...on some identity crisis shit
some, one foot in, one foot out shit
running and im so tired
tired of the bullshit

i thought i could just collapse in your arms
when
You hovered over me and held tha back of my neck
i slept in peace

- I write battle verses to Mariah Carey songs...www.soundclick.com/ezzsentialsoul
www.myspace.com/ezzsentialsoulmusiq
www.myspace.com/ezzsentialsoul
www.webspawner.com/users/delicateaurasoul4/index.html