Faded Portrait

Now whenever I’m feeling like
Life, ain't dealing the right
Cards, though I ain't fulfilled, I'm-
Still, l'm still never stale or contrite
Prevailed through strife
Now my mind's in convalescence
Still 9 times out of 10
Shit, I'm non compos mentis
(Whoa)
Stress and emotions shifting
Coped with pop’s coke addiction
My road to perdition
Has stood the course that most predicted
Those admissions ain't need a oath or no religion
(Nope!)
See, me and sanity ain't close but we co-existing
Though…
(Uh)
I was raised by OG's in the streets & RZA beats
That recipe & sitting in grief, released my inner beast
Peep, these women'll creep, & snakes are diggin in deep
Through the grass, I'm slipping’em then I behead’em
& skin’em before being bitten and venom excretes
I'm, reaching my imminent peak
My only equivalents’ are legends resting in peace
Seen rifles blasted, live from Flatbush, to find my passage
I tried all tactics, read vital chapters
Felt closer to the end, so I read the Bible backwards
(Oh!)
Them lights are flashing
I sneak by’em, I don't write for the masses
(No, no!)
I'm nothing like you and I don't like you bastards
Iconoclastic, mindset, yet even I'm distracted
& enticed by that ice & cash
Well who likes they life so average?
(Me!)
No! Nino's, e-go's, not affected by placebo
I was infected by Pacino's perfected role of Carlito
My city needs no hero, I'm heavent-sent no Tebow
You can’t beat’em
I'm the reason they invented them cheat codes
(Uh)