Reincarnated

Reincarnated like a melted liquid, incarsonated in a rap prison

im more hated than tha time god had them nails hit in him

im articulate, never pointless, an addtictive rush

thatll see me go platnium plus, a genious

an incessant feeling, a blessing to an adolescent thru meaning

quite pleasant, until i heard heaven has no healing

to fiction im imperior, so an infictional listener

hailed campahines to terror, makes me a polictical prisoner

like Mutulu Shakur, 60 years in a cell, makes it 60 years in hell

im in an indoor war, but tha troops is marching on a carpet floor

to sell market rap, from Treach to death i stretch a harpet of cash

most consiensious, to a load of nonsence, thru an ear ova a mic

no media hype, im tha superior sight, that you hear every night

tha senior kind, a carear thru rhymes, got my gear with no tears to cry

a dangerous slogan, too keep me rollin, heres my tooken

skate snowin, u hate knowin i culd put a whole in u like a doughnut

i bust slugs as quick as it takes for u to hiccup

i love thugz, on to my methods, these words are my weapons

u seemed apologetic, like u didnt appriciate me wreckless

this lifes still hectic, snatch his neckless, never let it affect us

Chorus: This word of thought, was all I was taught

To ponder on a gift, an no longer put up with ur shit

To pump from my trunk these mysteries, tha lunchbox to history

Tha fabulous kid, i spit for happiness to live, to also be positive

no gladness in fibs, like laxotives make u shit, no panic i can manage one rip

i want encouragment, i got tha nourishment, but not enough supplement

dead bodies lay in there hundreds, we choose to play in our bandages

i need a favour from these words, thank Lelia Steinberg, helped pac enter this world

ive been cut up an framed, like a pitball mauled at my brain

so often labeled insane, but theres more justice from rap than there is in chains

from Afeni, never greedy, feed u tha power to see me, this world needs me

im now needy, they tryin to screw with you,