Slave Dome

[Verse 1: Tony Grammz] This goes out to everybody that's really living, never been a mortician God got me harboring this flow like I'm fishing. Cast my net deep into these young minds Funny through these tough times the rhymes only sound right for one time Cause times change, frankly mine stays Casio, never been a dude to look down at dudes in a Spacio And happy though they seem, moving just from thinking out the box to living out of it is nothing but a dream Can I please get a witness? I'm speaking to that dude who's really distressed, list checked Checking for solutions never got so questionable. Am I dreaming? Wake up to reality, city full of mayhem. The ends don't seem to meet even if you make 'em But the cat scan shows we are more than able, Kane proved it when the ruthless truth his brother's death a fable Lord lay hold, let me not drift from the subject. They like it when we're random but random's just the distraction Prestige behind the mirror and is clearer to those who live in fear than to those hosing their cars On sunny lawns, pretense of sincerity in their hearts. Life is not the distraction The colors of my bold emotions lowly been captured. The sadness in my verse is so God can hear us in anthem, God can hear us in anthem [Bridge: Tony Grammz] The sadness in my verse is so God can hear us in anthem [Verse 2: Tony Grammz] They think it's rigor mortis but I'm tense because my soul is in distress, the postmortem of our senses distorted Brainwashed by the cliches, scorched by the he-say, she-say, enslaved in a free place What a pity, detrimental to witty and bright minds. insignia might shine through all this It's obvious, honor was never given to those who fought this, foes are cautious But the system is clear on how they steer our minds into the rear, careful like a deer Not to step into the shooter's line of vision, with a crooked smile they livin' Mediocre lives; a given I'm giving up. Cut the movie the reel is up Get the skeletons out of your closet the jig is up. Living in a time space where time and space is all you got In terms of dimensions for expression, you drop! Gravity. And God catches We need to realize we are more than we are actually, frankly see In His hand we are sand don't confuse desire to stand out with desire to out stand [Bridge: Tony Grammz] Don't confuse desire to stand out with desire to out stand [Verse 3: Tony Grammz] The world makes you cold and old before your time approach Petty thoughts have you distraught and feeling like a roach in this big room consumed by phases occurring Created for a purpose to stop in-flammables burning and strive for perfection A yearning we infiltrate with sin, Funny thing it's a cage we seem to lock ourselves within Living on hunger; a feast built for kings. Tailor made success till it rips at the seams Triple Beam Nightmares go and check the Social Clubs. No pink drinks or flashy lights for when you hit the club Or smug looks and pool sticks for when you hit the pub, just a choir singing, organ playing till you feel His love Jesus, I didn't stutter, went and pulled me out the gutter and made me a training runner Passing on the button to people who feel alone or equal to the evil lurking in the dark at their homes Melanin to their Chrome or Malcom to their 24th letter, the switch is on The generator rumbling, the tumbleweed is tumbling. Any form to form oak trees from acorns [Bridge: Tony Grammz] Any form to form oak trees from acorns