All I see's Colinco Visions, spinning in my head and I can't relieve the image, already said my penance, menace to society Haiti to Venice, the life I leads contrition
Touch of old fashion, swagger for days that don't die like old habits, thoughts of child till I got that grown man itch, gripping forward thinker remind the whole planet, my mind is a canvas, Janis Joplin conscious, my first drumset was a pearl it's ironic, Moms shot h**n till it burned like the chronic, my rapbooks closed who wanna search through my closet, where I murder these monsters, trapped in the lines absorbed in the page, doorstep of pain let it course through your veins, clouds up, I roll my rage inside a brown dutch, I been searching for peace but I ain't really found much, hush
All I see's Colinco Visions, spinning in my head and I can't relieve the image, already said my penance, menace to society Haiti to Venice, the life I leads contrition
Just a touch of go hard, Mozart flow, you live through all the lows when your career starts slow, but don't be afraid let your fears all go, you can make it to the top or can still fall close, I'm raw soul my lunacy is purest, all about the music and the label couldn't cure is, spirit of a rider, live enough to thrust a verse piercing through papyrus, in theory I'm a giant, I'm so wired, I'm so ready that I start to grow tired, I'm shifting gears just to blow by em, I'm standing on the finish who thinks I won't triumph