Since '93 - Images lyrics

[Verse 1] Everything in this system is messed up And my thoughts are candid And infected cut bleeds and I come as the bandage As an MC i don't understand it Feeling empty and I can't manage, but god damnit When I can't show up in the cut is where the sand gets This game is twisted up like the barrel of a rifle Gun shots haven't k**ed for a thrill in ages and has frankly made me psycho It's all a racket I'm the decipul Finding my balance on a tight rope I might go insane until my membranes regain memories of Cyp Hill Images up in my head of what the game could be instead But the dog goes lame when all that fame gets caught in the brain and stains it red But the puppeteers and puppets are to blame up in the mess Took a dame for a date but went home with a strain up on her dress I'll come back methodological, methodical, unstoppable Won't stop a flow, quite audible Get a mix of the feel like socks with holes Options grow, take your pick I'll just keep shooting spits, whether it's make or miss [Hook] I've got images of how this game could be I'll just have to wait, wait, wait so patiently I've got images of how this game could be I've got images, yeah [Verse 2] Nothing too special from the first glance Don't get too far with the first dance But give it time while I'm spitting rhymes This mission's mine and my work's grand Through connections from the streets and from the suburbs I write words to resurrect through philosophy Money ain't even stopping me I got a pot to feed, until hip hop is free From the sess no less I will express the message Yes don't climb my steps to you've lived like this The pencil I write with scribbles intellectual scriptures That fix cures, but don't paint pictures If it were my image, I'd pick the scene I could climb to the top and skip the green Trying to find the balance between big screens, missed dreams, and limousines Crumbled with the same songs But stays strong when it's paid wrong And all these kids a brainwashed and that ain't no cleansing So Il'l just keep guessing Find the stairway built by Zepplin I'll give y'all no affection Until my home is repping I have a right to my opinion But that won't make millions You seen it through my image Nevermind, nobody gets it [Hook]