Fort Arenaceous

Yeah sucka... Drop that beat

Castles made of sand are falling through my hand
But I don't wanna crush 'em, or rush 'em, just wanna touch 'em
Forever the rise and fall of us all
Defined in divine light, reflected through the grains
Yeah, still got money, still got time, still need to rhyme
Cuz I'm a jukebox pouring out gold
Aint too old to be rich in character but careful yo
This castle eventually will blow

So spittin' fire aint my usual dare, but I play musical chairs
And I'm under each snare, I command you
To take a wild ride inside your mind
Find a cobweb and dust it aside

Revolutionary, I can feel you staring
Imagination bust out like a kid with acne not caring
Stuck in a place with no flow
Get it up, keep it moving, turn it on, and let's go

Castles made of sand are falling through my hand
But I don't wanna crush 'em, or rush 'em, just wanna touch 'em
Forever the rise and fall of us all
Defined in divine light, reflected through the grains
Yeah, still got money, still got time, still need to rhyme
Cuz I'm a jukebox pouring out gold
Aint too old to be rich in character but careful yo
This castle eventually will blow

Living and breathing aint a game so stop playing around

Eye to eye I lie beside the void I turn into when you shine through
Sometimes I cry to feel an opposite react to me, I flee too soon
I try to pick myself the best way out, coping is all I know, surfing the snow
Pick a personality for today, roll the dice and say hey

Take a whiff of that sucka

Meteoric falls engulfed in flame, no shame
Burning down the books and checkin' all the crooks
I magnify things things that you don't want me to
Eatin' from a golden spoon when I swoon and croon

Devastatingly infiltrating your training
The king be reigning, and it need no explaining
But act like you give a damn when your greed can profit
From your regime's propaganda

Cuz we comin' atcha, and I refuse to lose the perseverance instilled within
Generationally, I'm thinkin' inspirationally
Influenced by the infinite expansion of the cosmos

So back it up my bros, and witness the jam
Like Michael Jackson in the 80's, I'm due for a scam and a change
Stuck in a place dragging down my soul
Get it up, keep it moving, turn it on, and let's go

Castles made of sand are falling through my hand
But I don't wanna crush 'em, or rush 'em, just wanna touch 'em
Forever the rise and fall of us all
Defined in divine light, reflected through the grains
Yeah, still got money, still got time, still need to rhyme
Cuz I'm a jukebox pouring out gold
Aint too old to be rich in character but careful yo
This castle eventually will blow