Daniel Young Aka Muph - Pour More lyrics

{Muphin} In this ocean i float in I''m feelin rough seas Rip Tides in the form of shapeshifting enemies And waves pounding down on me in quantities One of my crew members is thrown overboard so responsibly and honestly I jump in to save one of our essential qualities Cause without them it doesn't really come off properly People be tryin to stop me like greenies do companies Who be cutting trees for timber I feel it in the gut like a heavy drinker Ya just in it for thе ride like dinkee on the BMX Lеt everyone else work hard Then wait for the next typical citizen Ya prey on for your victim It'd be wise to listen..... {NDS aka Nick Sweepah} The ink is like blood for me It's like a life line Whether it flows, to pros or when I write rhymes I find time when inspiration hits me Kinda grips me, and I let the ink take over I watch rhymes reach forth Even thou I'm sober They explode unto the page like a super nova It likes I slit my wrists when all these lyrics pour out I discard the bullsh*t and took a more raw route I walk in shadows in dept to those who went before me As ponder what pins and needles life has in store for me It's like a knife in my shoulder A glass on the floor for me When I've got bear feat And lost the eyes that once saw for me Pour more for me, thank you I need it to cure my ills To help me leap over mud pools,dodge blood spills Inspiration hits like waves flowing from elevators That's when I shine to reveal the faces of all the traitors {Muphin} So pour more, I wanna help the lost to explore Learn to adore, what stands before your two eyes The truth lies out there somewhere, or does it really Do you feel me, maybe, almost or nearly Will we get past those dark caves and crevasses Unfold my messages of uncertainty The doubts you demonstrate upon thee Are more than hurting me So I'm squirting these thoughts from my super soaker Call me a no hoper, I'd like to choke ya Stressing so much ya killing ya self like a cigarette smoker My rhymes run by a motor Which remains in this deranged brain On some type of astro plane, which swims in the rain My thoughts drain like emotional pain Will it ever be the same Wondering this I walk the sharp terrain With my head held low Decked out in black clothes from my head to my toes Here it never snows, as I continue to walk upon my flows