My Life Unveiled

Spit fire till my fingers tire i never spin rhymes which speak of lies the truth lays in my thoughts.
My scheme, my hustle i planned: Eliminate competition a total domination of the game
Real players assist each other and that's why i sport gryne and puff joints rolled with dreams
Why hate with haters? Instead i lend them directions on how to obtain a piece of the American dream
Smell the essence of an African queen living the life of a mystical being unlike the others bizarre yet so content with me.
if i lived for others i would be living a double life being real in the morning and a scheming bitch at night
so i breathe my own breathe and step feet in only my shoes
I never ceased the flow only hibernated, my skill has been fine tuned
beast still live like animals in zoos attacking when threaten
a constant war the rich against the poor either you get this money or you continue begging from door to door money is evil with or without so increase your hustle or slow down for speed bumps
slip in where you fit but never leave your thoughts out