can you comprehend we're all conscious to some end, in this reality where we look to see problems we percive and belive and instead of being good we'll often do what's hood, get paid to get leid instead of bringing change to rearange other's thought patterns, make you think your the only one from saturn when really we all have this ablility to see what really is and isn't. these thoughts have risen above the rest, we don't need this stress to rest. we're just like the less, how will we bless all other's so we can see we're really one another and deserve to love each other. how can everyone understand that we gotta give back to this land fuck it I dont need a band to strand out my thoughts over beats just gotta get you to think we're not weak or insecure we're are the words flowing from your head, you belive everyone's dead, well we're not cause its burnin hot outside and I need to ride electric pride eat a piece of stride not for the placement of pride or adervtisement i just meant i love it, the freedom that comes from our economy and society..how we can be whatever we want, yet still soo many fluant like they have a right to tuant..come on selfish, self righteous, beliving bullshit, you think you know all your shit like you can let a out little bit of the pollutants like who knew it? no one so ill play dumb we cant stop this sun nor block it from heating shit but isnt there a ceiling called gravity, this life does not take mastery, nothing's nescery to understand these things that allow us to be, its one big system can't you see? it may take skill to be, but really what else would you be doin? ruling over your inferiors, seeking the barrier between our pain and fear. so stear clear of this wierd peer speaking weird yet clear, tears of pain and strain lettin it fall like rain, insane thoughts of being another building block for the flock. guess im just another part of history, the big mystery. shit we know about but still doubt, we're our own gods..some fearfull and odd, others rich with thoughts of what we can be if we all just see the truth. we're all still the youth learning daily, evolving, slaving to live on longer like there's a better tomorrow with less people thinking about wealth and more about the health of our planet, when really this must be a damned pit full of learners and lovers and brothers and other's just wanting or needing rather than seeding our next kin with tools to allow them the same sin, equal and less hateful. comedy must harm us see? from pain we all feel sane, like we're all the same. we can all relate to our inate fate, to these emotions and commosions, in one giant ocean. do we know when we're drowning? while others grin, sin, and say 'well that's life today.' we get it theres much strife why must we continue our plight? so we can feel alright? no its all about the fight, and competion on a cold night. now do you see who's winning? it's us cuase we have the stuff to fill a gut full of what? explosives, dynamite, currosive but kind of tight. you know this drama tonight since your the one who voted for obama to fight all this greed and hate that continues to desecrate our society on a mass scale, i feel so frail. seeing all these pale, stale fucks, making bucks for weak ass trucks that dont bring anything new to a game that has gone insane. we see technology as being great, but still we're real late to evolve and dissolve the belifes kept for the weak, we must have slept through the week cause what i seek is something very meak, like reaching the highest peak of mountain topped with teak or acting like a freak. I wanna be free and breathe easily, cause it's all been said before and i feel like the whore who continues to ingore so what i got instore for you is something brand new, way cool, dont drool like the fool, jump down in the pool cause right now im droppin stool, so cover your head before your fed, we're all already dead and this is a hell how can you tell whats real and not if all your taught is from others that dropped knowledge before they flopped. now im just an image cropped to diminsh what i came to finish. we keep wanna to do the lines, physical and lost in time..see what else is there to rhyme? nothing just keep track of what's fine, dont get left behind, stay kind, then find your own path to do your own math. pursue this new class of people that can't be harrased by surveys made to see ways to track trends and make profits again tell they reach an end where they can no longer fend for their survival against a rival holdin the bible but preaching theyre aint no revival so i'll smite you with insight du to allow you to view my perception with no distortion im not regretting or fretting, just thinkin another thing i could care less for so ignore the stupid part of my intelligence i bore you with belive we can all achieve. without music i would be just as lost as you can see.

dont really care what you think, so keep it to yourself. that may sound like I have a mean mentalility but I'm tired of ass holes thinking they're only divine when anyone can rhyme. so if you have nothing intelligent or kind to say then what else is there to talk about? rhyming is the essence of one mans presence, its the lesson he's trying to teach while not prying to reach you or preach to some new religon. it's an art that's given then when we begin livin through it some new kid comes to constrew it further down the rabbit hole. the place no one dares to go where all our thoughts mash into a whole, purely one soul. one perspective one that will either let live or just give all the pain to some other insane fellow who thinks he's plain and mellow. we all gotta train our minds into one spereate kind of people that belive we're all equal and are similar with what they want to do and what they feel too. damn this is like a crazy tool for a fool, so I promise I wont drool. ill just try an keep my cool while speakin to you, although im seeking to sound like im down with everyone, it's just my own opininated mind with the help of time that allowed me to see where we can truley be free;in creativity. see I find issues they misuse like tissues you reuse, it's easy to act lazy and let the crazy speak, then to find a hazy or weak porblem to keep on topic, but still i'll drop this shit. We cant live in fear but we must live in caution, feels like we all just got tossed in a pool of belifes, which one will we reap and become. someone let me know there not havin fun becuase its like the sun will keep rising while kids still need visine to hide red eyes in lies that cant be kept, yet we all wept when our parents kept us hidden from truths. now it's the youth that are losin it and abusin shit, look for guidance in the older ones who have lived long enough not to bust for our environment we'd been lent to trust. still I cant say this enough, there's no way i'll be able to relay, feelings that convey the whole situation today. it's like we're all lazy yet blame it on the crazy, we just be, no signficancy, you'll live without doubt but still pout about the sour kroughts, the one's who control politics, decide whose rich then keeps them that way for as long as they can stay and then relay opinions that are supposed to matter when the only goal is to make you're own pocket fatter. i think the ladder since im the rapper and this is my song. how long is my bong? not sure but its strong. wtf does this have to do with shit you just said, idk but I feel that topics dead because instead of becoming important, i got side tracked and decided to horde it. the bowl that is, take you back to when we were kids, our lids about to burst cause we were cursed with not knowing the ultimate high. the lie thats infested that may get you arrested it's not a blessing is just messing with your head. you go to bed stoned and fed but forget about the shit we have to deal with as the next generations growing up in nations with out of hand situations, our troops in places with no democracy trying to force feed them to belive it's better than there own way of life. why would we want to enforce our strife on them tonight? shouldn't we brighten our own kin first by making them an infastructure that actualy works with nature high in place and eduaction to erase our hate here, stop the race clear in its path of faulty math, how can we be free when all i see is hate that we ignore by callin it comedy? make this all one giant class where we all learn from the past, i guess the beauty comes in finding you're own path and surviving the false math, but still we should stop this hell from consuming the natural wealth of the land, worry about our health at hand, instead of others damn, but we do need each other fam. everyone together for the task at hand, the plan to help the damn companies that ran the same direction towards greed, but now they need to heed our warnings of evereything burning in our own waste we generated and didn't care for until it becomes haste in the time that needs some people to race to save the slaves stuck in the same conditions we've been livin in. sinnin when we've givin in but still grinin since we're all livin, this insence it loossens the tense kids captured and kept in a fence, when will we comence changes that only make sense.

feels divine. like anyone who rhymes or finds time to create a new state of feeling great, those innate realizations, like how we're the youth of many nations in need of any great invocations. so begin conveying your facts and opinions because i'm saying anyone can win, hun. just gotta get out in the sun and have much fun with whatever your doing and/or pursuing and saying. just be confident when your dropping shit, and stay happy with people even when theyre just workin on creating thier parnets a sequel to this life where we're able to breakthrough to people and be cool while teaching the fool to better themselves for each other; stop staying selfish, maybe then youll find what real wealth is.with equal opportunity. consciousness breeds intelligence; being self aware of the environment your placed in and the time period of your life span allowing yourself to take great leaps in what we all need to accomplish for the survival of our next of kin. we all see it, simple logic. we're all insane and diverse with what we belive, so lets at least all agree to be free with equal opportunity. spirtually gifted when i rip shit let some kid spit in my face wont make it a big case, just give him a taste of my intelligent race this isn't a place inneed of hate. we can all relate to one inate feature thats great, consciousness that one ever changing state. we feel it must be fate, but really we're lucky. still i see people with greed wanting the land to bleed. they feed off the hate but still use it as bait in the medias that state unimportant perspectives. but still we let live and move on, listening to the same damn song. fuck it this feels wrong. i feel so strong but i need more optimism and lycrism, vocabulary, i guess i heard the fairy. she aint scary, just a little hairy. she speaks inside my mind and helps me deal with time, we came up with a rhyme together. she help me sew a sweater. do you think we should let her. talk about the doubt we all feel for the fall out. what is it about? ill tell you just dont shout. if we dont care about each other like one another we should feel a great deal from our own actions. so instead of continuing to pay the wealthy we need to spend healthy start investing in new infastructures everyone being lovers and allowing future generations the new nations filled with great generations to come, just can some one help me. im in a dillema. none of this shit makes sense, must of been smoking some bad inscence. but still ill breath tense, and just hope someone sees this. we're all self aware humans beings, we all have feelings. so why must we keep dealing we the same damn scheme. we allow ourselves to pollute our planet for a bit of extra granite but god damnit we wont allow weed but still will need to grow tobacoo seed. shit what's the need, allowing these towering entities sell even when its killing itself, the consumers who dont give a fuck about science and logic. just keep on selling, and well keep on buying while you'll keep on lieing, trying to play it out like it's your job, just another average bob? fuckin rich snob. we need each other for survival yet some still believe that religion will protect them and they're future, like there truly is some god looking out for them. From what i've observed we are our own gods, we created this world around us, all ideas, tools, held together by physical laws and elements..we're the lucky survivors of our race and a scary fearful reality in which we all end up dieing at one point. now how can you say someones superior than another? we're only as smart as all the information released and shared with one another and mainstreamed..that we'll only learn if we have the motivation to understand what ever concept it is. if we work towards solving problems in our natural world creating a great secure environment we can come together in cooperation and quit fighting, belive in logic, science, arts, and loving one another than there's no way we will cause our own destruction. stop the ridiculous arms race that continues to be funded more than education about our natural world and human history, sciences, and our technologies. we're all conscious and self aware, its time we use our intelligence to rid ourselve of our own pollutants. and quit acting like a socieaty of selfish, uninformed or miss directed leaches. learn what interests you and enjoy life but remember to stay kind and relaxed, and dont fight. if we get through all this shit in our world and current time there's nothing we wont be able to do, including terraforming other planets and help spreading life all over the universe and allow ourselves to flourish in our greatness..dont be arrogant and closed minded, stay inthusiastic and love everything we're allowed in our world today.

livinFreely livin freely in the moment, completely, with no component, Marley perdicted the proponent early, before he owned it eire is being stoned kid. which he didnt need to condone, to have such tone, although he wasnt alone, and may have needed a loan, it was still on his own, that made him pwn. it was his creativity, something we see allot, and try to achieve through pot. more likely than not, nothing gets taught. although i love pot, i think it is not, good for a tot, unless you have fought, but dont be sketch and get cuaght back to the prediction, of when man gets controlled by inhibition, in addition to the addiction, of not wishin, he begans fishin for a reason. how did we get this far? we've never needed a car, and yet always got to the bar. and now we dont know where we are? fuck it ill light up the tar, then look up for the north star, while puffin the cigar and playing a sitar while i wait for fate to come this far.

why must i always feel this way, in dismay, waiting for the day she will say we will lay in may in a way we will play, but now to stray.. this is lame i feel i'm going insane no physical pain but mad mental strain. my names britefuture im feeling like a loser, waiting on her, still i'm never getting any better with whomever. so whatever. now i feel like living too bad it takes allot more than giving, especially when everyone's sinning. i'm fienin for the feelin thats impossible to conceal, shit thats real, like conversations more important than any of life's preperations. i'm saying we could be relating through conversating, although im restating, im relaying my opinions. i want both of us to win hun, have much fun chillin in the sun, or take rips from the bong. i'm not sure when ill be gone, hopefully it'll take long so we can make a song. that last line felt wrong, i dont want to go, unless its to a show so i can hear a flow about this wonderful life. yes there's some strife, but most of its alright. let me shed light on some tight aspects, you can chose to fight or have sex, rhyme with regrets, or fake a few threats, but with the only life you get shouldnt you let yourself be a bit better and protect everyone together, rather then severe each other's whatever. Now i did go on, thats not even long compared to all the strong opinions and thoughts of my soul. i know im bad, so the ends near, laugh, i wont be sad, wont shed a tear..im just glad to be living here.

I feel I shouldnt be here, its comfortable but I just don't feel right. I take a second to look up at the situation I'm in. There's a crowd of people I know, not one with working ears, no one that actualy listens. No one that even cares. So I ask myself, why am I floating? Why am I here, what am I doing? Why does love hurt when you haven't had it in so long, is it desire? Why are these thoughts scattering through my brain, why am I writting them? What's the point? How does one react to actions, where is it coming from? Is it truly who we are, or just a window of time when we were who we were. Is it stress that makes us like time bombs, or is that just who we are? who are we? I feel indiferent, am I who I was yesterday? Have l changed? Was I influenced? why does it matter? is it for creating good memories and living or just working to accomplish goals to be some one great? cant we be happy no matter what. what does life bring? why do we wish for something better? why cant answers be more obvious?

i just want to tell you, i feel i fell for you. i wish you did not pursue, becuase now i dont know what to do. its the same situation, i'm facing, someone i want to be tastin. is chasin another face, in any case, we all face a diferent race, everyone with their own pace. so say, we play, will you stray, or lay and stay. i feel frail, like all this will fail. like im stale, i want more than tale. dont want a pail for my trail of tears, its one of those fears, which steers me clear. i feel near now, but i know how beauty in my brain, keeps making me insane. feeling the strain, like im in a sink drain. god this pain, its so lame, like tame tigers. the reason, her. makin my emotions stir. needin a notion to make sure thats shes pure. ill lure her with a cure or a mink fur. i'm genuine, so tell me when you think ill sin with another women. should be never cuz i dont sever relationships like that. your beautifull and all i want to do is tell you but i dont know what that would do, how would you react would you switch up your act around me. i really wanna be closer but i know her and her boy friend spend alot of time together, and id never, im better, i wouldnt let her, i wouldnt attempt to end thier relationship. so for now ill just sit here and sip beer and think of when we're together and how for awhile i smile and show you me and only me. finaly something thats real something i feel but how can i deal with this oh i know i dont need a kiss, i wont throw a fiss. at least i wont miss being a good friend, wont try to contend, dont want to offened anyone either so if you read this here its nothing just my mind thumping out waste. alright now to cut and paste. peace..britef.

we've met before today, but i must say i feel like i could sit here and listen to you for way more then a day. i cant stay though, you obviously know i have to go before your boyfriend shows up. well now i feel i must mend into that friend who would lend his life for yours, but of course nothings natural anymore..i become so tense. why wont shit make sense?? i want to speak my mind, but its like i cant remind myself to unwind myself to find a wealth of thoughts i felt for you, i want you to hear whats true, how i could have loved you. but now i'm just saying unintelligent meaningless sentences..i'm getting more rellentless kid. why did i just become jealous..so jealous everything around me stops, goosebumps run up and down my spine, now the time that stopped me mentally sped up physically then went straight for me, i shiver and shake, fear for fake, feel my fate, like the only one with no one. wow. im done trying, since this is almost as fun as dieing. cant i wait, its not like id be late. whats so important to need her now, love? no way, i call it infatuation and walk away, to forget you in the summer since i never got your number and now is the time to just wonder what the fuck this was for..

'we've got you surrounded.' yelled the officer. im confounded mister, you think you have the upper hand when i have had this planned for sometime, damned law protector, surveying each sector. i wont let any of you get away, i will stay and setup a new way of massacering everything they say. trying to play me out as the bad guy for getting a bit high. what the fuck you hippocrit, you think you keep your shit legit when i saw you fit that bit of weed in your pocket for later. what the fuck you hater, using your power to tower over all of us and thinking we wont bust, you must really trust your instincts. well theyre wrong and now ima end this song by blowing up this bomb....