Yes, The Mad Ones, let's go

My life got fucking blind it almost killed my soul
No words came out to shine got smoked with silence
Filled with spiritual blindnes spinning outta control, fucked
Nothing was filling the hole
But on the quest to spit neccessities I'm feelin my role
This recipe got the best of me, so I'm taking control
Wow, I unfold the classic scripture scroll
Spittin drastically actually I'm on the roll
Ah, revival of the fittest
Throwing songs in the air look at my soul flowing with it
Yes, spitting better by the minute
Won't stop cause I can't stop, I did it cause I need it
Ah, no surrender no Defeat
These words will not compete with all of my other forgotten dreams
Never, will it fade into oblivion, I'm spittin 'em militant rhymes
That keeps me breathing man

You got steps, you got eyes
You got everything you ever needed
Now you gonna cross my eyes
You got those feels to fly over and I hope you will recover
From the insecurity that's gotten you in place

Stop forming a vision
The creation has its wisdom
And I hope it gets you right in time for something new
You took a walk, you look outside
Is what you see that what you find
No woman no man can know your plan
If you got nothing
You got nothing at all

YOU FLY OVER
I STAY UNDER
WE PLAY WITH FIRE
MAKE THE THUNDER
WE GO MARCHIN' ON

I spit mysticism whisper into existance
Ex nihilo, shape shift nothing short of a miracle
Beast is risen mix it with bits of isms
This isn't imprisonment in bars, yo it's spiritual
This isn't selling your soul to be remastared
This is drastic radical word blasting
Blues bastards set to infuse classics
Do back flips spit automatic hollow tip clip tactics
Yes it's, The Mad Ones, enjoy
Still spitting neccesities with this hammering noise
Still seeing the void? MC in me employed deploys
This audible attraction for you to master your Joy
Masters destroyed, (get down) hitting the ground
Disastrous choice for they ain't sticking around
We're delivering this flickering craziest sound
Deliver it baby, it's bound
Unlimited amazement of crowds
Play me I'm out


……between the highs
And the love that you have truly needed
Finnaly's gonna set some marks
You took a slide into one's hopin'
You go open, you go all in
You ain't holdin' just a drop in
Slipping, splashing in
STOP - forming a vision
The creation has its wisdom
And I hope it gets you right in time for something new
You took a walk, you look outside
Is what you see that what you find
No woman, no man can know your plan
If you got nothing
You got nothing at all

YOU FLY OVER
I STAY UNDER
WE PLAY WITH FIRE
MAKE THE THUNDER
WE GO MARCHIN' ON