Try to find a place in lines that I embrace/

While I strive to find a balance between a time and 

space/

In a microphone.. When Im soundin intense/

I feel like 'Pac on his hospital bed, countin his 

breaths/

And they still say, Ill never blow on the mic/

Unless I spit a gimmick with some clever jokes cuz Im 

white/

Im forced to listen to critics just chatter they teeth/

With all their bullshit opinions like it matters to me/

And my closest friends stumble as they mumble and doubt 

me/

While I try to hold the world as it crumbles around me/

Feel my lungs close, strain harder for breaths/

As the broken dreams I have match the heart in my 

chest/

And the pressure builds… But without a release/

I know that ya hope floats, but its out of my reach/

Im tired of the masks that we wear (if only)/

You saw my true self youd be scared (to know me)/

But now I finally see what I love is worthless/

Beautys skin deep, but its just a surface/

My shoulders are breaking and my focus is hazy/

Plus my teeth are chipped from biting all the bullets 

that you gave me/

In the form of lies, and I mistook it as honest/

Took the good with the losses, til the good was just 

lost, its/

Hard to hold the burdens until my shoulders bleed/

I was forced to flee, until I learned to fly with 

broken wings/

Across the visions of feelins and all this violent 

livin/

Of a f**ked up system insistin that I should try to fit 

in/

But now I can see Im unrelated to you/

Cuz I took off the mask that suffocated the truth/

(If Life) could even worsen, (Then Id) release my 

burden/

(And try) to be the person, (Who writes) and speaks in 

perfect/

(Advice) for people hurtin, (Who cries) and fiends for 

nursing/

(And time) would be asserted, (To find) a decent 

purpose/

(But I) am weak and burdened, (I cry) and seek 

alertness/

(In life) to be the person, (Whos lines) are seen as 

perfect/

(I try) and seem so worthless, (That life) has demons 

lurkin/

(That I) defeat the purpose, (And Life) is seen as 

worthless/



Watch everyday just pass me by/

Slowly corroding and acting fine/

Suffocating on this mask of mine/

Til I run out of breath and I cant survive/

Repeat x2



Through my angel eyes I see the devil's truth

Through my angel eyes I see the devil's truth

Through my angel eyes I see the devil's truth

Through my angel eyes I see…

(Repeat x 4)



I need to get a piece of inhibition (First!)/

And speak another piece of bitter vision (Words!)/

And get a better syndicate of vindicated few/

And I better never let another mitigate the truth/

Cuz Im the better, never get a flow with flaw/

Better with the letters, veteran know it all/

Talk a lot in a song, better hold em off/

I thought I was lost, never fold or fall/

If I could ever get a minute trying to be/

My life independent when Im dying in peace/

I might get a sentiment I write to a beat/

My mind of a veteran, trying to see/

That lifes beautiful, suitable to let go/

Of anything and Ill just survive through it all/

Inner lines intertwined, my mind is livin life/

Grippin mics, livin life in trife its live and die/