Ill - Mr. Lif

Lemme break out

And listen to these voices in my shell

Is this heaven or another self created hell?

Please allow me these moments

To be open

And well spoken

That being said

Bob your head

And keep smokin'

Let’s explore the state of war

And maybe more

What’s at my core

Is even more raw than iron ore

And may contain a cure

If you’re holding on to the reigns of life too tight

Let go and undergo this flight

Hover over this plight

We call home

With notions that’s well known

With potions that’s held under lock and key

As property

Anoint this with ointments

So I can either heal or peel

Another layer

From this excavator

What would I do with all this extra data?

Nothing like your cell provider who would

Catalogue it

Sell it for a profit

We indulge and can’t stop it

Convenience addiction

Lenient with diction

More condos go up

A cruel depiction

Of this new eviction

Some would call it crucifixion

Pump the blues and listen

Refuse to lose your vision

Now it’s the dollar off

Holocaust

Sale prices

The real crisis

Lies in these divisive devises

Tarnishes collective consciousness

Garnishes wages

Harnessed in pages

Documents

Centerfold opulence

Real

I’m searching for a world that’s more chill

Crazy as it seem

Pls let me dream

It’s ill

Chorus Cuts by Mr. Sonny James

I can’t believe all this stimuli that’s in my eye

The instant gratification inside of every operation

Ain’t nobody waiting

But I’m contemplating a new dawn of patience

Askew and glued to this virtue so ancient

So pardon my urges to slow the world

And maybe hold my girl

And feel blessed

Just to exist

In the midst

Of this

These are the fundamentals

The long forgone essentials

The key simplicities

That open up the bliss in me

I used to be intrigued by mystery

If it’s confusing

I shun it

Never wanted illusion

Solutions cascade

Coursing through the core masquerade

Yet the real…

Is what you’re hearing after laughter fades

It’s that uncompromising silence

That either leads to violence

Or opens up the sky

So you can fly

Your own pilot

I’m immersed in such quiet

For fuel

I’ve got riots for fools

Who won’t buy it

When I offer oasis

Your coins could go faceless

Money evaporates

Hesitate to chase vapors

Lemme elaborate

If you peep the new paradigm

Inside my rhyme

There’s more room for inspired minds

Say goodbye to Cyberdine

When I align with the energetically divine

And follow signs

Indeed, the light shines

For real

Just a vision of a world that’s more chill

Crazy as it seem

Pls lemme dream

It’s ill