SEARCHING…

Searching 2 b lost
at wut cost
tha cost of finding myself
hiding in stealth
frum cold stares and bold glares ALIKE
my shield is a mic
with a chord times swinging pendulum
shattering its own continuem
splattering like blood on CONCRETE STREETZ
be DESCRETE, and quiet u can hear itz calm SPEECH
crying thru melodies via beatbox
on an opposite corner tha heat cocks
and tha bullet sweet talks
blood frum mislead veins
PAIN of the earths being
seeing much but seeking little
leaves u dead in the middle of little italy without a pun or a riddle
not 2 mention a story
notez of tha sunz glory
observing yet not confering within
enduring sleet, hail. nails of stail emotion
impail thought with dark veils
blinding thickness
dark witness 2 sickness
spreading wit quickness
thru society
quietly fading out
WITHOUT- a cry or shout
in objection
2 infection of the spiritual
lyrical guiding hands of almost quicksand
consistancy
consistantly
slipping
frum close gripping
when d
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p
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g
2 new depths
of intellectual lengths
soul steps
manual escalators
often pull souls into mechanical holes
magnetic polls fold
pressure pulls that hand frum itz origin
stormin souls torment
themselves into poor health
as i explore wealth
of existence visions of solar
collisions
Galactic interruptions
corruption symbolic event
content in prevention
of invention or innovation
some lost in currency inflation
probation from creation
yet i am eternally misplaced frum false space
the harsh face concentrates
on the shadow with shallow perceptive
false incentive
4 me 2 find my way back 2 tha beaten trail
but i am 4ever lost in being found in detail without retail
im now 4ever lost in being found in sound
and the souls unsolid holy ground
4ever lost in being found.