Makeshift Message

[Verse 1] Messages patterns of words Exposed to you Massaging brains putting across A point of you Let me explain the words of a master Messenger messiah no more marsupials They could be also mammals Enamels peeling Of the ceiling Need new paints to show The many experience Of one individual person To explain a message Fore mannered To fit a whole nation Should we disopation Waiting for reasonable explanations The government will torment Their own fucking environment Why lie and hide behind such Trickie metaphors I've decide to open mind Is better for your peers And their pores Keep the clear And informed when you perform One receives an obligation Sort of a weight on their shoulders To speak messages Truthful in a positive order Not all eyes but some eyes Just a handful eyes And ears are on me Internet access Press the words on me A little further than i would get On my own two feet So whose to speak the bullshit Over these makeshift tracks Not I called out danned off With a staff full of lightning Still exciting writing scriptures For the grand children I stand a building A skyscraper Take the lives For the wide and made Come later Make my songs of lesser greater Than contestants pagers On MTV killing the mockingbird Still talking words with no message [Chorus] The movement of mouth Motion makeshift Find something to talk about Mental weight lift Message find constant Message don't rhyme nonsense The essence of learning Turn your tape into a project 2x [Verse 2] Some folks just spit it out Really don't give a fuck Just because it takes me a week For a tapes creation Dosent mean it lacks inserity Or innovation I guess it do sound different Than the last and that's the point Time to blast off this earth Give birth to abstractions of a man Dwelling in this hellafied junkyard Leaving you punks Scared and banned ]From this underground tape lash Take my hand Talking about a wack fucker raps Is far from this land I spaned my laps To a grandfather of time As far as i can But time waits for no man Nothings gonna change If me and you dont change Somebody's gonna have to move up Step up to the game Te fiddler's being played By the pigs And the wolf is hungry Bacons fried Puling the wolves over your eye So we should reach Deep Deep Deep down Extract all the weeds Don't be clowns We can make fullusivly beats now [Chorus 2x] [Verse 3] My final verse is this To the crews out there Who really speak Don't dwell all the time All weak emcees Find a time to speak And realitivly leave Information to the hip-hop nation Be patient Our time is now Along with style Were the gracious host Of the new millenium These tasteless jokes About big dicks and condiminiums Won't amount to shit except Maybe comfortable living But path living is fast Taking in these fast times Fast rhymes Making dollars With no messages of sour great Steped on by us Inelectually Stimulated folk With no jokes [Chorus 4x]