C. Brubaker - Luchador lyrics

[VERSE ONE- THE TOP CIVILIAN] I wish I had no debts and lived with less stress But that's not my reality, so this is your check Less maladjustment, adjust the order of priorities Personify my life pressing pens on tortured trees Take four of these thoughts before you hit eject See your problems causes before feelin' their effects You talk about respect way more than you'll ever get it For every rhyme and reason-- no need to get specific This is for the misfits, those all out of place Missin' without a trace. Wipe that look up off your face Time's been wasted. Ideas: ain't got the faintest Dealt a hand by God, and by God, I'm gonna play it Wearing our clothes like the skin that we're made with All I want is a piece of mind and a band that I can play with ‘Til then, same sh** but different day So open the Gate, or get the hell out my Way [VERSE TWO- MC BREW] I look around at this mess I'm profounded by the boundaries of stress Can't take a second guess Dwindling like shortness of breath And I know there has to be more to this test When a crude attitude shines, I just pause relishing When I can be roaming through new times again Few men can even comprehend, only misconcept You missed more than a couple steps I been often jotting down these songs before I lost my virgin way of living Now I rock with logical lyricism to give ‘em Still working, still living, giving it, splitting the page just like a dutch With grooves to crush and if the mood just s**s So I pawned my lust, end of dawn now it's dusk New material is crucially a must so here we go Up in the stereo, to open up the doors of your perception Gateway always wrecking- letting you know- with a certain essence and, yes, it shows [VERSE THREE- MC BREW] Some are obsessed with d**h as much as I'm obsessed with life I'm expressing why behind these lines that are refined You'll find just where that lesson lies Not some second guessing guys An expression left without a slur in speech You're just a herd of sheep - no Shepard - no direction stepping nervously When you heard of we, notoriety, were applying the science Witnessing that bullsh** you're buying I've broken ties, look in these two open eyes You're just choking on hopelessness when no one truly tries Seeing right through these lies When negative expectations turn into self-fulfilling prophecies You oughta be clogging your artery Heart you'll never take what's a part of me I'm lost in chaos. It's not a gimmick when I'm living this Architecting our destiny until the end of it Until the age is a deficit, not a replicate and never delicate Behind this message you know we're always repping this [VERSE FOUR- THE TOP CIVILIAN] If you can't live with it, don't you leave it alone Leave it behind and out-of-sight before it follows you home I don't make myself known for the purpose of your opinions Instead I pen poems to underline my own division Of body and soul. Pressing the pace to show an image Uncertain of its place and perplexed by the limits of life I know the finish is d**h; the start was s** We're the connection of the dots plus some cause and effect Making your lifetime distinctly not like mine I write rhymes ‘cause I know they'll outlive my lifetime Grip vices with vicegrips; Sight sutures my eyelids See no evil simply ‘cause speech and sound suffices My love is priceless- No trying to buy it You gotta learn, love, fail and burn before you find it Try to explore it like NASA astronauts and Tang While I sit with senior citizens enjoying some shade...