Mindset

Ill-Spirited you know ima feel it i can't front
I'm dealing with it writing the gospel in it
The composition black and white pages filled inscription
New visions i'm making incisions up on the blue lines
I write what is mine i'm reading old rhymes
Envisioning environments at night time
Was sitting with my hands crossed eyes full of exhaust
My pencil broke but at what cost another verse to be lost
Tossed in the garbage and all of the knowledge
Peaked on the paper held hostage
My brain breeding carnage acknowledge it I'm feelin tarnished
Astonished, went another night my mind unpunished
The garnish served in the form of herbs but it's with-held
Don't make me waste another word feelin compelled

Mindset
You never know
Mindset
I never fold, one exception
Mindset
Stories foretold

Death before dishonor right before departure
Shadow of the monster that formed with no composure
Playing my own game of poker best possible 5 cards
Five communities divided in four no form of handout to start
Lookin for street smarts no time to impress the sweethearts
Garner all the art one day to the charts
Still playing up my part, no need to restart
Pick a card, any card the brain is in abundance
Formed like scar tissue rap lyrics in the hundreds
19 with the weirdest dome in the game can't blame
Cause I ain't ashamed i'm only untrained

Mindset
You never know
Mindset
I never fold, one exception
Mindset
Stories foretold

Its all in my mind
I dont even know what i was saying
Love IllMaru 3
Im just reading off of a paper
Whatever comes to mind



Credits
Writer(s): Isaiah Amaru Degand
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