Crown Toppled

Tryna make something bigger than me

Get my bread up if the Meta will please

Spreading cheddar brethren ingesting cheese

Fed up with federal ill will towards the street

For all new it’s always been fuck the police

Crystalline dippin underground with minerals

Individuals Fictional indivisible inspite of visuals

Toe to toe with my foes but opponent was me

Slightly Egoic but I own it shows on my sleeve

Used to fear growing to close and cozy

Was broken & lonely if you know then you know me

Going Todash from Black Thirteen

Reaching me from the darkness beneath

Dark Tower sought by the fiends

Crimson eye fuck the mark of the beast

Road rash a symptom of resistance to which walk of life you choose to believe

Know that it rubs off wrong when your on the wrong side of the street

Thirteen Royal Bloodlines hoping my blood drys

But my Unconditional Love fly's

Enough of the blind eye to fine lines

Y’all still gonna be asleep when the guns fire

This weed made my lungs dry

I’d die I know my mom would cry

So when contemplating the times I wanted saving and thought suicide

Then I met the love of my life

Saved me from the slums of my mind

This mental slavery made me blame me

Loves a drug they’ll rob you of your time when you get too possessive

Never charged with the crime

Walking away a looking fine

Just left with a state of depression

Taught me acceptance the illusion of separation is made of progression

If You want a part in my life be my best friend

Our connection was a blessing

Even though you left I love You in spite

It’s wrong that I’m right

You right all my wrongs

Gone left me to write

I know You fear the unknown but your comfort zone kills with time

Let’s be vulnerable Soul to Soul

Stil got time till You leave this town behind

Would love to talk if You put down your pride

It put down mine

Lay You down

Push that thought aside

In the halls I see the gleam in Your eyes

Hoping Your thinking of mine

Knowing Your a freak indisguise

Let me please You so we meet in the skies

Missing swimming lost in your shine

Wishin shit was different of the stars could align

Id give up the sun for You to be the moon in my sky

Some say I’m unusually wise

Ego knows I’m boostin my strife

Gotta wrap it up my time coming close

The Blunt Truth it me once I ashed the Dutch

Rising like phoenix better then the man I was

You get the point since it’s scenic ball pen gush

Y’all gonna judge and I give no fucks

But with luck we still gonna bust

Trust made the Crown Topple from up above

Town watchin Crown Chakra muster up One Love

On the cusp of destruction unity must be enough

Crown Chakra found light when the top still

Town watching hounds bites Crown Toppled

Im not real like sound bites layers got peeled

Illuminati want my mind soul and body

On the low tryna control everybody

That’s why I speak the truth on every track I body

Rappers nowadays poppin xanxies and oxies

Descending faster till they’re obsolete

I personally prefer broccoli to get me where I need to be

Flying high

Above the sheep

On this side of the fence the grass is green

I’m rambling again excuse my soliloquies

Manifest your truth choose what you believe

I accepted that I’ve been deceived

This verse been dispersed through the hertz and frequencies

Of 47

Rest In Peace to STEEZ probably rolling with the G’s

Up in heaven

I hope he’s watching over me

Over my ascension

You know I respect my family

All my brethren

Pen to paper

Roll another blunt

Turn it into vapor

Your ya own biggest enemy and savior

Salivate and wonder when your time will come

Spitin out rhymes too end your hunger

While your at it feed your mother too

Born out of her womb into a tomb

Giving you opportunity too discover

Grow spiritually learning to love each other

Let’s See Deeper in your minds eye set yourself in their feet

We’re all family just sisters and brothers

Far away from source on our journey to oneness

DNA holds your memory but our spirits bloodless

In-formations not relaying it’s corrupted

Illuminati penetrating with the government

Slowly taking our right to our amendments

Me and Makaveli

The Don Killuminati

Are tired of the oppression

An unlucky soul becomes a body possessed

Then their gone fallen to suppression

Suicide

More likely silenced weapons

Or white faced caught red handed

Charged with possession

The Powers That Be are like poltergeist

Somehow beyond us yet still apart of life

Crown Chakra found light when the top still

Town watching hounds bites crown toppled

Im not real like sound bites layers got peeled