[Verse 1] Im the shadow without a body formulating a carbon copy Of the world in which we live sabotaging an autopsy Got the world hating probably but sadly will never stop me Ascending past heaven youll need more than wings to top me Finding an inner peace while searching for my piece of mind Deeper than mines digging passages though mines tipping the balances Dumbing it down for the radio but too simple to handle this Only if you knew what I was fathoming Still turn to another frequency Hope you all are hearing me A man amongst the people no need in finding a fear in me Just real talk and real raps now tell me can yall feel that I came in spit facts all the rumors kill that Still fearing fear itself hoping I never lose myself Walking on land mines hoping I never kill myself Morals for more hoes but Im after more dough No bull, yall like the Bulls, frankly, yall need more Rose Still wondering who the prophet is So watch as I fore cast like meteorologists Yall know what time it is Far from my prime and Im already one hell of an Optimist Still creeping while yall falling like the seasons See Im Choen for a reason [Bridge] See every time has its season Im lost searching trying to find a reason.. Just find a reason with me.. [Hook] Bringing light to all the shady places ILLumination pick up the pieces and ignite the stages.. Sometimes I dream that I could get away Living my life on a promise that I can make a change [Verse 2] I be the one that go by Choen as I spit another parable Never impressed by your skills most of the art became satirical But still Im trying to shine like what Shyne dreamed of doing But Im known to be too complex, got you clueless Hard headed, like the nuisance mainstream stuck on stupid While Im slipping through cracks like my state of matter was fluid Either you build or destroy, meditating on my story Or you rise or you fall how long will they ignore me? But yo this shit is heavy Im tripping after every stanza The verses pass polygraphs as I give the world my answer But show me whats real, only the real can really feel this Tooks shots of novacaine to the brain so I could heal this Just so yall can hear this, Im an example of living backwards As I rolling up my problems and light up through these backwoods Figured the knowledge in my stanzas still Im living by my standards Of the life in which we live just to avoid the strife and slander Feeling dapper like the J, MJ I fade away I take shots off of the axis, Im killing these rappers for practice Still strapped in a straight jacket attached with all of my habits One hand Im fitting caskets imagine, I take action Heard your last hit was your last hit, though none can top my last hit Bet your main broad was my last hit Shouts to Cole a few goals but see thats a hat trick Sprout, fly off the atlas But yo, you see the fact is.. So check the status watch me spark like lighting matches As the world shrines my tablet going off like bunny rabbit Thought I was tripping off acid if you saw whats through these glasses Traded my peace for piece lost a piece of mind at the least But please well never see peace Given to spread love, live on your knees or die on your feet Its like a room full of mirrors no need for me to compete With a hand of carbon copies Im standing dead in the lobby Collecting the fallen bodies like who the fuck can really stop me? Nigga.... [Bridge] [Hook]
choen, yall, piece, still, stanza