Feenom Circle - Misunderstanding lyrics

[Raw J] I feel so misunderstood So I write these rhymes tryin to relate But it sho ain't easy [Oatmeal] Now as this poetry flows in me I try to keep my edge And at the same time I'm findin time to keep my paintbrush wet If you know me then you follow If not, its hard to swallow The pursuit for keepin in live Versus those who chase the bread Many rhymes misunderstood And I stand by every line And I kept it on the under Dont go snatchin my wine The poured soul in solitude Days spent forever bent With heavensent words, unheard What's the chances? Too many dances with the devil Will level your whole plan My vocal illustration in an aerosol can A mic in hand, and funny how them sands Will slip away, regret-a waste of time Spent yesterday, best to play your cards right A hard nights work when bills are due And dues will get paid just the same In due time, we refrain From cuttin them shorts 16 pieces breakin down entire royal courts Its for the takin [Hook] When the music changes mode, I change mood I press play, let my visions delay The sound soothes me, and it moves me And when I visualize the scene, I day dream And break away from another day The sight soothes me, and it moves me [Raw J] Print blue Rhythmic architecture Dusty vinyl in the basement needle director Just find the groove Hailing longer bombs We live on a fault so turn tables need stronger arms it's like Only scratch come on 12 double 0's So this prose Hits the paper, mic, then uppercuts my folks You see we drop this at 33 and one three The force of gravity in constant odds Underground when its supposed to be Food for the gods, small timer at large In effect before the cause Chasing applause While I'm hunted by laws Therefore contents are pressurized Top to bottom on your mind frame, visualize [Oatmeal] And I was blessed with a steady hand Cursed with obsession In search of the timeless in this broken art Left with a broken heart, no rest for the weary Some remain numb while these others nearly Lost their minds But the picture that I painted meant to constrain Just a mental sketch on a surface or a musical plane Can't complain where and how this road twists or turns missed out On a message, a chain of thoughts in chains [Raw J] Sending shots to my peoples behind prison doors Oppressive gates got our thirst unquenched Soul pours out of poisonous containers Drums and words the only remainders Starving youths the reminders That some of us need to be the truth finders Born dead, had to learn to live Only take what I could give Livin harder than most And shakin off the lessons of the comatose