Slim's New Era

October 1, 2013

Flows from my mental coming straight outta my dental

On to a page from the pen or a pencil

Aiming to control the game like parental

As a kid growing up I had plenty potential

from a young age they already seen my differentials

but enough about me and more about what got me here

before the lights and the mic and the ringtone in your ear

It all started with fear

not the kind that bring tears but of a greater power that's the man upstairs

I been living that way for years but never truly grasped it

It was only recently that I stopped spitting that acid

yea hot on the block but burned holes where it landed

I was stranded on an island of pride and a couple boat loads of lies

they say them eyes realize them

But I doubt that they could find them

And for a minuet I was hiding behind them

trying to visualize what was false

like a kid trying to fit a shoe for adults

BUT I'M DIFFERENT NOW

The affect of my rhetoric seems repetitive

making haters fall asleep like a sedative

I'm giving these people the medicine

and I'm pleasing those with a fetish for some elegance

I speak with relevamce

and nothing less than intellegance

I try to tell them about a love that comes with Benevolence

so we can settle this

global issue of passing a tissue

one nose blow after another for the loss of a sister or brother

for the father or mother who's sick or out of work

who's persecuted for religion

or for the kid at school who's treated like dirt

I've been there done that

i'm on a new chapter no turning back

and you can be there too

its just faith that we lack

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