In Midst of Struggle

In midst of struggle

No movement's subtle

Rely on skilled verbals since none stand eternal

Learned men lose gnosis

Life taken in small doses only lasts equivalent

Attempts discordant

Irreverent exploits resonate blatant

At core, every last statement is ancient

Adjacent actions lack passion

Those easily distracted attract wrath of real factions

Granted breath, so there's your precious gift

Your half-assed attempts landed you in ill predicaments

Indicative of lost wisdom, gained fear

Affected speech and handshakes insincere

Seen through that fraudulent folklore

Frail orators narrate own demise with reverb drenched rhymes

As uncivilized eyes focus on torn moral fabric

Deaf ears fall tuned to static

Like suicide my whisper is tragic

Emphatic applause at minor loss left none to rest on Sabbath

You take sword and I'll take mic

Words spark revolution at man's twilight

Words granite

Mic flow erratic

These lyrics from gutter Bricks

Lift mist from mind's stagnant

You take sword and I'll take mic

Words spark revolution at man's twilight

Words granite

Mic flow erratic

These lyrics from gutter Bricks

Lift mist from mind's stagnant

Severed windpipes often cause empires to fall

Calm as angel they'd announce heir to bludgeoned throne

Violent seeds constantly resown

Arsenic laced climate awaits spark to implode

Floodlights shone into tired eyes since youth

Poems honed now retaliate with truth

I seen gods lose honor with each word they chose

Diluted prose formed phrase in three notes

Concealed hope only provokes primal act of called savage

While they sold postcards of hangings

Acts of your Forefathers damning

Got nerve to call darker damaged

When pale skin brought anguish

Made every gun that we brandish

Stole history, culture, music, and all language

Sense panic when brown skin dare speak of sins that all happened

Mad we ain't dancing???

Minimal advancement won't make me passive

Lucid lyricist disciplined like assassin

You take sword and I'll take mic

Words spark revolution at man's twilight

Words granite

Mic flow erratic

These lyrics from gutter Bricks

Lift mist from mind's stagnant

You take sword and I'll take mic

Words spark revolution at man's twilight

Words granite

Mic flow erratic

These lyrics from gutter Bricks

Lift mist from mind's stagnant