Night Write

[Verse 1] More each day I spill this pen still; No pencil could heal my yearning heart It's kill or be killed Am I ill, or this night a waste of time Better spent sleeping than sitting upright writing rhymes? I do it cuz it feels good and I think I got flow, and something new to show the black dominated game; it's like the paint in the NBA See I tend to stay on topic rather than mindlessly frolic or spew meaningless deposits of fragmented thoughts that go then hit a wall quick into the garbage [Verse 2] Life is a video game I think and never say Some people get too into it, inhabit the arcade And having outbursts every single day When really we're all someway gonna fade away Relay this knowledge I have given to your brain today And pray to the creator of the milky way - Pouring it on your cereal making a lushes combination Enjoy it but do not stray from the path cuz you know death is on the way And wrath is a sin to be repaid Lotta eh's Well I'm Canadian Sorry, ice skates and hockey Look outside the Playdium [Verse 3] I'm the epitome of badassery, don't need flattery Slap you with my double D battery Where your head at? Hidden in your anal cavity Diss everything you see; your best friend must be gravity Step on me, you'll be up but blown see Cuz mine lines are simple but underlined Unrefined from the mind, and the underlyin' meanin' this time Is that I'm defined like a big bright comet in the sky Coloring the dry black with a shining line Disguised as a plane to those who ain't so wise Size ain't the measurement here; You need to reanalyze When your stack of gold collapses You'll be makin' sighs