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This Time

Watch as the roof above me catches fire As they spark off, constantly calling me a liar Saying I should go on and retire before I expire But I sire the beat until it grows old and tired Those that lose often choosing not to admire Use to this environment; escaping from the mire Through this pain, I obtain what I desire So be a fool and give me more fuel for my pyre Back in the day I was DRAC, but not a vampire Use to be paid by the call like an umpire Aiming for the skies and steady rising higher Correctly erecting the New Roman empire I'm a beast, not a bird; that's a fighter not flyer Holding ground; don't back down when things get dire Keep a tight grip on my game like a pair of pliers Bump your lips, if you want to see me lose my ire because This mind's designed to see the signs That this time is mine and I will shine This mind's designed to see the signs That this time is mine and I will shine Been grinding so long, I've engraved the Earth Enough heat and friction to ignite bare hearths Gifted and cursed since the day of birth Well versed in adversity, earning my worth Speak to me with respect, I am no wet nurse Keep yourself in check or see the back of a hearse This cheeky tongue is terse, toward those curs Who act like jerks; to who showing respect never occurs Forget slurs; leave dissing for amateurs Passing on pieces of me as I traverse A verse that crosses the linguistics universe My light speeds until vision blurs Seeing mass get faster, until energy spurs Self through time; hoping past wisdom transfers Reaching through teachings about when it's okay to burst And that sometimes the way ahead is in reverse 'cause This mind's designed to see the signs That this time is mine and I will shine This mind's designed to see the signs That this time is mine and I will shine Not one for obligation; it only breeds bitter resentment And through exasperation, you can find true fulfillment As for expectation; don't let your strong will be spent On another's station. Make it about your milled mint Forget what hesitation is and feeling concealment Don't bother with examination of what another's will meant Government bastardizations are brazen; where have the real went? Biased media information, wanting to completely steal sense Still tense. Contemplation on why blood is spilled on cement By occupations that are supposed to protect from ill torments Forming reservations. Thoughts more rapid than killer torrents When our final destination is determined by willful abhorrence And their explanations could easily be billed as ignorance Steady evacuation of knowledge from college; frills absorbent More pills for gratification because we realize our core's bent While our situation grows rotten; lows enjoyed to ignore scent but This mind's designed to see the signs That this time is mine and I will shine This mind's designed to see the signs That this time is mine and I will shine

Series: WAR 2 Continue Artist: Wordsmith Alchemist Roman aka Artist X (Justin Roman Cain)

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What If I Say...

WHAT IF I SAY...: What if I say... The only reason I carry on Was because some would miss me when I'm gone Or that there could be hell to pay Is it wrong that I'm not okay Wonder if I have to stay? What if I say... On the surface it's obvious that I'm nervous Always trying to purge this feeling of anxiety I have Plus being sad and constantly mad Trying to service society Through wise unheard words My probity serving just desserts Know I cannot desert this The irony is they say I'm preposterous Spilling my guts, revealing how nauseous I get When it shows through in being cautious Crucified as if I lied on Roman crosses J.C. steady on heavy losses Speaking of atrocities, even when weakened and could nod off at ease Ungodly disease. Messiah complex has gotten me trotting streets while lobbing pleas at people While they gawk at me awkwardly Yelling "Somebody call a doctor please"! What if I say... The only reason I carry on Was because some would miss me when I'm gone Or that there could be hell to pay Is it wrong that I'm not okay Wonder if I have to stay? What if I say... A larger part of why I feel so tired Is I'm sick of living in a world of liars Their pants on fire just to advance through mire Never chancing the truth, such uncouth high fliers While times are dire. Willing to sire fake pieces, never met with ire And bend the pretense of being satire My past, present, and future tenses But I'm in this to win this even though it seems senseless Relentless obsession mixed with endless depression Spin in stressing, and adding pent up aggression To begin sentences venting pinned in lessons But that doesn't conclude these penned confessions Not on a high horse, I've made sinned concessions But hoping some learn from my burns, and avoid dim sessions But if they must, trust I won't judge for earning grim blessings Long as they're honest and promise to try and forget being less then... What if I say... The only reason I carry on Was because some would miss me when I'm gone Or that there could be hell to pay Is it wrong that I'm not okay Wonder if I have to stay? What if I say... To be human is to err The same as the affair we have with air So share only the real Be aware that being steel is fanfare And an even keel is rare So dare to reveal what most prepare to conceal This is how I deal Writing how I feel What if I say... The only reason I carry on Was because some would miss me when I'm gone Or that there could be hell to pay Is it wrong that I'm not okay Wonder if I have to stay? What if I say... What if I say... The only reason I carry on Was because some would miss me when I'm gone Or that there could be hell to pay Is it wrong that I'm not okay Wonder if I have to stay? What if I say... No reason to worry Don't let those eyes blurry Just asking, What it if I say? Series: WAR 2 Continue? (Wordsmith Alchemist Roman too continue?) Artist: Wordsmith Alchemist Roman aka Artist X (Justin Roman Cain)