A.Y.N.E

////A.Y.N.E//// My dreams got me talking in my sleep Woke myself up speaking in tongues... Leaned to my left Started spitting up blood; The color of death is the same shade as love Dancing with the devil on the titanic Band of angels playing til the ship sinks Grip her dress tightly when the lights cut & The gods? They applaud us in disbelief Tell me, have you seen your dreams in the cherry of that blunt you lit? Life; it always cuts you shit... But you managed just to step through it Seriously I don't be the dog in this situation; We get complacent, act impatient Contradictions & Separations Are common to everyone But who it phases... And it's been a while since I left But not much is new except the houseguests Ill just leave by my own request No offense Nostalgia could make me lament But it's not from things I regret We are what we manifest; Im an introverted creative, learning everything I can to past these tests From a thing called life? Maybe What we tried this time? Crazy Offspring of my brain put into 2 sets of 20 babies This is just another first for me; 40 runs like I'm tryin out for varsity Perform on every track like I was doing surgery Certainly, double cup ayahuasca mixed with mercury ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED? I'll be some miles away when you get here, so I'll just leave this note for you. I hope you find it and read it, and do what you're supposed to do for those close to you Lately niggas ain't sayin too much, just talking out of their opinions; And they say that those can be like assholes? So I guess that explains the disposition Pardon me while I roll mine up I'm prolly better than the whole lineup; If you got a problem you could just sign up to listen to me while I'm screamin out hold my nuts Rapper shit On my way to do some master shit Minimizing my verbs while every word remains significant Take that in Do you feel it, do you believe it? I've got a vision & I'm building blocks to see it. These niggas manufactured to their breathing, hit or miss and they've been shooting bricks all season "Every line like game 6," I'm not the one you wanna play with; Been folding the competition, wish me well I'm on my paper crane shit I don't wanna do the same....same...... I'm just expressing my brain....brain.... Leave the pop filter on flame....flame...... Girls want the dough (Doe) like Jane...jane.... Shit got me goin insane....sane.... People swear they know my lane, lane But I'm really here to break this game Do you not understand? ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED? ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED? Group of young niggas bringin that flame So passionate that it's insane You wouldn't last a day inside my brain All I got is my squad and my family I claim This is my life and it's never a game Compromise either I gotta arrange To send niggas to your crib that don't got names (Repeated twice back into hook line: ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED)