Tha Pen

[Rain Matrix]

it's all a measure I call tha weather rain time it's storming watchers
form in drops first warn imposters slumping um over like morning posture

metaphorically I'm fed up or it's me tha snap case subject to raps grace
trying to get tha facts straight but their shaterred like glass plates

tha constitution a black space, so what difference does a class make
were all people trying to stall evil why do I see tha other half wait

doing nothing their losing function bringing up issues like it's persuing something
that needs to be done, reality's movie runs but ya following news instructions

I can't shift beef I want to live free but my city wants me behind razor wire
there will be no seizure of this soul seeker procedure is a blind lake of fire

[,-,'-{Bar}-',-,]

no flow at all bewtween the bars, dont know if you ment that or not but its like random 2 lines together.

lyrics were great as usual

[-[Zach]-]

A RHYME FEST!!! real good.

but like Bar said it seemed like 2 random lines together.