{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