maybe you get it wrong when i talk about resolutions/
many contusions at the thought of thought of revolution/
confused in the face of realness were is the movement/
people asking questions about with the delusions/
where the cypher sessions at exactly that their hidden/
not many driven to figure out enigmas in the prison/
of the mind so now i can tell anybody listening my decision/
many said this was dead i was one the people cursing/
submerging now im resurrected and im not the same person/
im a Persian prince travelling through the sands of time/
the hourglass figures diminish along with whats in style/
i put my hoody on pen and paper ready to walk a mile/
in the shoes of a passionate resolutionary its wild/
come together or apart the words still live on/
i write for the before life the worlds still live on/
new years revolution
Started by black ghost, Jan 03 2007 10:52 PM
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Posted 03 January 2007 - 10:52 PM
im lookin for my purpose but i think twice like a virgin/
forever the microphone im mergin to my hand like a surgeon/
so that i can get a grip on the words and phrases emergin/
forever the microphone im mergin to my hand like a surgeon/
so that i can get a grip on the words and phrases emergin/
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