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[tha high priest]

THE ODDYYSEY(LIFE)

Dwellin on feeble faith/
survivin on laboured breath/
walkin tha wide n cruked/
where most men's intentions be wicked/
beware of the sly who move like a phantom/
they gat tounges that be laced with venom/
pussy n quick money be enticin/
could easily lead u to your own slayin/
lost souls lost focus/
livin hocus pocus/
never sure most times get by tossin dice/
checkin rearviews anytime that blade could slice/
four devils begat this trife/
it's the oddyysey we call life/

Poetic Elevation And Concious Expression

[Emigee]

life has mixed expressions/
sometimes its more of depressions/
it rarely comes without oppressions/
but we toil on and dig on/
for life in many directions is like garbage/
worse that eating salt less boiled Cabbage/
but we dont give up we dig up the garbage/
maybe something good may fall our way/
its like to disarm alarm, or maybe disarm the law/
nothing comes easy but we will will toil on/
like in the strong wind with a candle/
the only source of lite that i can handle/
as i said before i will never stumbble/
but i will leave each day one at a time/
life is just how it falls but never give in/
never throw in the towel/
the darkness is like being in a tunnel/
but be the bullet in the barrel/
be the one that decides of what you can handle/
cause this is the true meaning of life/
the path of life is all our responsibility/
you can throw it or hold it to your ability/
dont set your targets too low/
you may end up reaching them with no impact/
and the dice rolls on you never know when it will be winning combination.................