Underground Gem -

My love is my souls imagination

How do I love you?

Imagine

Spread love, spread love

Don’t be ashamed

So much for done and go away

Compose yourself or throw your weight

Do you want more?

Communicate

Don’t waste, don’t waste your brain on me

Doing better than great to say the least

No pain, no gain;

I shall remain

No pain, no gain;

I shall remain

Architect, able and confident

To explain how it all connects

With the gift of gab

I told you that

No one’s gonna hold me back

So what you looking for, an autograph?

Give it all you have

I’m taking over all of rap

Everyone across the map

Can you tell me where your heart is at?

Is it bigger than a shark attack?

The could have, should have, would have been’s

Making me upset

This is what it is, can I live a little bit?

Mentally I’m ill, with another one to send;

I’m digging out a gem for the underground again

Difficult to miss, get it while you can

Hit ‘em in the head with a rhythm in effect

Committed to the pen, straight to your chin

Make another hit, not again, again, again, I…

Day to day, believe me it’s great to say

Things are great the way things have gone for me

It’s insane the way my life changed

To bring the pain majorly, I maintain

Can’t stay away.

I’m okay to train faithfully

And make you know Frame

But don’t waste your brain on me, thanks

I can’t praise enough the name of Rex Rey;

With many more ways to record and chat

For the b-boys and girls with the army hats

Give them all the axe, your favorite act

The main attraction when I’m on the track

The rebel with a cause, pave the way

For the motivation of a hand grenade

And he’s staying up late to enjoy the path

Headed straight to your brain like an almanac, huh

You can relate to it all perhaps

Sitting pretty in the middle of a storm to catch

You can take it like a photograph

And I bet I’m not the only one who told you that

I’ll tame one like an artifact

So keep spitting like I won’t react

Cause things can add up just too damn fast

When you’re thinking that you know the math

Where the party at?!

The wind is the moon’s imagination

Wandering

It seeps through cracks

Ripples the grass

Explores the unknown