| I fell asleep but open eyes again
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| Seeing me how others see me on my mind again
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| I hope I don’t find offense
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| With people’s versions of what I present
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| I’m not worried but kinda am
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| I’m slowly learning, most people get me but the side effects;
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| Small percentage of those repelled by all that I project
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| But that’s just life I guess
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| Can’t win em all but I just like the bet
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| I’m rolling the dice again
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| I roll to functions full of punks and wish that they feelin' me with me
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| Discussions over lunches on how they once can appeal to me
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| Tip another twenty and money don’t fit the bill to me
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| I watch how people move, yeah they work strong
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| But then physically they vision weak
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| the truth disappeared to me
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| But that ain’t how I move, I just show and prove
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| Promotions fill with power man that’s power I won’t lose
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| I think I found my weakness, I think I found my strength
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| And all I love and hate, they’re one in the same
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| Now how am I gon' use it, try not to abuse it
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| What would you do if you knew you could get away with
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| Anything you wanted to as long as people wanted something from you?
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| Would you make em wait, knowing you could make all of their dreams true in a
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| day, go and hesitate and let em salivate until they give up and they subdue
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| Just to demonstrate how long it take until a person break
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| Power trippin' easy nowadays, nowadays all the culture vultures look to bottom
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| feeders for their power plays
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| fighting, puppets pick the people on their last legs
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| Desperate dreamers turn to dirty fiends
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| Hurting me to see the crowd beg in their loudest moment
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| Seem too clear to be clouded by those who got it golden
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| Brass status green could go brown at any sporadic moment
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| So I stay open, reply to calls, fly or fall, all in all
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| I think I found my weakness, I think I found my strength
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| And all I love and hate, they’re one in the same
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| Now how am I gon' use it, try not to abuse it |