Taqu - El Dorado Cypher lyrics

Can't maintain this brainstorm I hallucinate in everyday life It's a vengeful maelstrom Break apart my own self a**urance Always telling me that life is worth it But my ego Making faces at me like I'm staring at the sun In a sunset free throw Is this who I wanna be? Or be myself Hell, fire never made the decision Not to burn me in the 3rd degree Scar not on my arm but in my circuitry I would ask for common courtesy But frankly, I'm crazy It's amazing I'm not flung into absurdity All I see is paranoid visions of humanity in crisis People get offended by profanity and ISIS Assuming every m**m takes likeness All y'all on the path of righteousness But don't ever take a stand against violence My brain is painted with colors but Not so much that everything is watery brown So you can picture a mural If you take a journey through my mind Then maybe you will find that my rhymes are timeless All of y'all ephemeral On your menstrual cycles Come from the best, a disciple Of Immortal Tech From the east to the west coast I was stifled By all the f**ing talent in the industry But none of them get any recognition Asymmetrically parted Piss on the good, raise up the bad artists Half-hearted If rap is the army, make me a staff sergeant 'Cuz I ain't at the top? I ain't that far off it If it takes a lifetime, fine Rap in the coffin Unconscious 'til my pa**ion is gone At least I'll have a lyric to pa** on to my son or daughter If I have one f** But what I make tomorrow start today with my blood I never knew how much I wanted to rap until I started Putting the lyrics down on the page Endeavoring to make it successful 'Cuz I got the potential Making every song special to someone Essentially sentient mental capability Be careful of Satan The devil is taking your lyrics and making them volatile All the while Rap has become a slave to commercialization Rappers always stoned and sedated How the f** you say you're indie when you sign to a major And making A lot of dollar bills, I ain't got that But I got a will and a pa**ion Make it happen, running faster Every second that pa**es f** the f**ing gimmick talking titties and a**es Imagine having a habit of writing I'm glad to finally see lyrics and rap reuniting