E. Osterholm - Reincarnated lyrics

[VERSE ONE- THE TOP CIVILIAN] I'm one of those traveling cats that stays in one place Motion makes the sickness present to smoke away Just another day in the life of the infamous a**hole talking sh**, pretty just be specific Civilian's my name. Will and combustion's how I came I'm sure my last verse causes one and the same Difference: my love is close; yours is distant-- Some call it a 6th sense, I call it being persistent Got a stern grimace that some mistake as grins Across my face mind contemplates checkin' chins Life is love and hate combined with light and sin And I'm a pin-wheel stickin' around for the wind To blow! Or someone in the mainstream to properly flow ‘Cause it dawns on me, they need to change the profession that they chose Close your eyes, my frequency is slowly homing On your fated position in these: our “Times New Roman.” [Chorus x2] Strain with me! I work with a brain that's lopsided A rage that knows no silence; a plane that has no pilot! The impact of birth caused scars upon arrival I ain't been back to Earth since the stars were suicidal [VERSE TWO- MC BREW] We've got an obligation to bomb this nation Gettin' sick of being calm and patient complacent Jumping on these jams up in the basement Bacardi driven, spittin' facts, hardly ever even bullsh**ting Not freestyle, you know it's written Northside cats be spittin' this free-written And what I wrote just got jotted down We spotted clowns and had to toss around that flawless sound So sop the drool up when the jaws drop down I've had a heyday runnin' through the gateways And they say the Brew runs with the 712, so f** the nay-say Or laziness. Gotta get these thoughts outta my head or I'll go crazy, kid The spirit that blocks the clearance We can see in your eyes that you know that you're fearing Getting loose at the seven-one-deuce party So bring the beer in And lose the hating that you're even feeling [Chorus x2] Strain with me! I work with a brain that's lopsided A rage that knows no silence; a plane that has no pilot! The impact of birth caused scars upon arrival I ain't been back to Earth since the stars were suicidal [VERSE THREE] [THE TOP CIVILIAN] In the headlights of the dead-rights Instead of hypin' up the scene, you're seein' the end time I defend rhymes with the freedom to reach This Sodom and Gomorrah landscape uncensored, no bleeps [MC BREW] So we'll creep off the deep end From this to next weekend Like bliss, the mind, the mic and my fist seek the right To increase the fight To downplay perps who feel too weak inside [THE TOP CIVILIAN] I find it rather confusing trying to be pure in pollution Snoozing my way through parts of a mood ring Switching from color to opaque From intention to mistake From made to making me break [MC BREW] No breaking me blatantly, we're takin' out the flakes in thee You're too wasted to spit sacred stages Double A: arsenious aftermath Disastrous path On which what was sprayed On yourself you're gettin' played Yeah, it's degrading