00:52

00:52.........How can there be peace when the peacemakers lie and scheme,
About what’s really going on,
but on the outside,
Parading in a façade of black diamonds and gold,
Believe me,
all the secrets are about to be told
You can’t fool all the people all of the time,
Uprisings will begin
forcing our hand by this multitude of sin,
Ying and yang, fire and ice, light and dark
Fortifying the reason why blood
will run again in the streets as we head to victory,
Victory, beyond our boundaries and limitations, mental slavery at its best,
Can’t pass the test?
Wither away, and let the rest of us proceed to take back the world that once belonged to we, 
we, who extend past the universe, stars and incomplete supernovas, 
complete take over, 
negativity will cease, decrease and the positive will excrete from every heart down to their feet, 
filtrating the soil beneath, 
breathing new, restored release into a new breed of once deceased potential,
ready for the adventure
that awaits,
as we awake,
the sleeping beasts
deciding our own fate.

Virtual Cypher Verse    © 2015 Strict Evolution Creative Works and Entertainment

Three in 1 Million(incomplete)

Picture this.
Write, type, formulate, every word forms with the souls intake
on how it should come out flowing freely and all inspired
car, bench, darkened room, comes fast all too soon,
sometimes quicker than the memory can process
spews deep from within the depths,
Emotion, pure, happy anger sad, ideas you've never even known to have had,
about life about love about that annoy ass prick,
somewhere where its okay to be a bitch a warrior a wizard or God,
because its nothing on the outside that matters at all
We don't do it for you
we do it for ourselves for release, completion and even wealth,
the wealth of knowledge, the mulah or both
The ancients knew this art long before we were envisioned,
passed down unknown through generations,
the hand full of uniqueness that isn't so one of a kind,
millions upon millions can write the same line, at different times with different meanings,
mispelt propelled by different feelings,
you cannot deny it it haunts and possesses,
flowing through the long crevices and capllilaries of creativity
Three in 1 million a dream to you
Life to me.

Tapp tapp dum dum dee da la,
it swells and forms into itself a being so unknown to man to be a force of understanding
, that's my jam, but why?
how can we all be so disconnected by lands and oceans and mindset and devotions, but are one in the bars, the ebs and flows of that one person's outlook on one we've had countless times before?

© 2015 Strict Evolution Creative Works and Entertainment