[VERSE ONE- THE TOP CIVILIAN]
I lost seven years of my life to addiction
Pointless like a typewriter without the ink ribbon
I keep trippin' like the sole's of my feet
Keep wishin' on the same star waiting for the Lord to speak
I can't afford to jinx without workin' out kinks in my armor
Save diamonds for my girl's armoire
I bombard pop culture with thoughts as I falter;
Hip-Hop lost its roots smoking rocks of Gibraltar
Don't need B-Boy sk**s or African descent
To kick the freshest rhymes to decoys that circumvent
The mainstream with their hedonistic daydreams
I compose notes like Pica**o and his paintings: priceless
Hip-Hop as a device is...Ready to save the fate of the world and its rhymes is
All about the s**-style, money for dummies
Rapping ‘bout the riches, save your humpin' for bunnies!
[Chorus]
No more feelin' weak, I'm gonna focus on the Strength
That burns inside my essence, relentlessly give thanks
To Jah Rastafari; Poyo's beats are gnarly
Arm me with harmony and start me at junior varsity
Alone in a spare-bedroom, I can't spare any headroom
Need more venues to get to the populous' mental menu
sh**, I've been through parallel stages of your existence
Even you can become famous with the proper nose placement
[VERSE TWO- MC BREW]
Little to no sleep
Decomposing as we speak
Pain becomes a constant companion that makes me weak
Up to my eyeballs while I cause problem
So I toss what it cost, do you think I'm ever joshin'?
The error in our ways can bring terror to the arrogance
Relevant to the irrelevance in a phrase
Catching and releasing, freeing the demons that have the cause for all the weeping
That's seeping out when the levees break from the onslaught of hurricanes
That disturbs the brain
Three sheets to the breeze. So how'd your day go?
Still busy throwin' up rainbows?
Smiles make the lowliest umbrellas. Why? ‘Cuz I say so
Running next to rejects with apparent defects
With each step, an acquirement of weak breath
Feel the strength from that cymbal crash
[VERSE THREE- THE TOP CIVILIAN]
I'll write a script for the Rx Generation
Trademarks breakin' the windows that you panin'
Fragments of hope on a road paved with lame raps
Windows to my soul so painted they stained gla**
I aim fast, exercise my right to arm bears
Own shares of stock in pharmaceuticals and lawn chairs
Been known to rock long-hair and experiment with substances...
Inspire you to write a book of Psalms and publish it
Punishment is a natural consequence of bad choices
It better be a learning experience and not parents punching kids
Judgment's been pa**ed, so the party can crash
The first can be last, and the smokers can relax
Live your life! Always watch your back for the knife
The Gateway Drug's another name for the pa**ion inside
In case you wondered:Top Civilian's my pseudonym
Like prescription pills when I'm misusing them
[Chorus]
No more feelin' weak, I'm gonna focus on the Strength
That burns inside my essence, relentlessly give thanks
To Jah Rastafari; Poyo's beats are gnarly
Arm me with harmony and start me at junior varsity
Alone in a spare-bedroom, I can't spare any headroom
Need more venues to get to the populous' mental menu
sh**, I've been through parallel stages of your existence
Even you can become famous with the proper nose placement
[VERSE FOUR- MC BREW]
Suppressed memories endlessly tearing me blank to what it takes to appreciate the air we breathe
Apply the myringotomy, probably drawing blood in ears just like phlebotomies
Barricades on their best and rarest days ain't stopping me
But to me feeling great is on Sunday grillin' steaks
To be real it takes just being yourself
I wear my heart on my sleeve; some pretend to be someone else
And some chumps want the hell
Rather than help another that's fell in the well
Another life force is drained. You're struggling to strain
Held back like your neck and mouth is muzzled with chains
Discussing how comfy it is to nuzzle up and guzzle restraint
[VERSE FIVE- THE TOP CIVILIAN]
...That lie, la lie, lie, LIE! And will try to buy my soul
Also, I can make an album made of gold
This stone is rolling and collects no moss
No mold to hold the moldings; waves “boom” when get shocked
Benadryl helps the sleep. Life's a beach
Prone to shatter this message in a bottle of God's dreams