Story Behind the Song
feelin' the restrictions n' confinements of life battle.....took a couple to write, but took a million retakes to perfect it...as good as it could get with my broke ass mixer and ghetto ass mic.....
Lyrics
Million’n’one…reasins (mentalEclypse)
Yo’ its reasin, taking it through another storm,
Clash of interest, ill intentions unparallel,
Envision it, feel it, touch it, fuck it,
Taste it, I don’t give a shit, wouldn’t you like to know,
Crabby ass mother fuckers, isn’t this a story called life or something,
A reason to live, a reason to die,
A breath for your life, or your life will be mine,
A reason to live, a reason to die,
A breath for your life, or your life will be mine,
In the lions den, reason, waiting,
Like from shadows I see it all end,
With my eyes closed, these breaths release me,
In this vision is it heaven or hell that greets me,
Starrin’ in, these 4 built wall building confines, a compound,
My own mind, my own enemy lines, penetrating,
It roots deep, even when I sleep, my eyes are open,
If this isn’t prison what is it? In this vision, imprisoned,
Eternal visit, these 4 walls got stories to tell, full of graffiti,
I stop breathing, must be dreaming, wool in my eyes,
Pillow muffles my mouth, there’s no way out, screaming,
Hate fucks with you and hate fucks with you with doubt,
An aftermath that fatigues me, its got my mind on,
Trying to loosen these links, it tightens, these confines,
On verge of subliminal, if it took form, so fucking criminal,
A reason to live, a reason to die,
A breath for your life, or your life will be mine,
A reason to live, a reason to die,
A breath for your life, or your life will be mine,
The eyes of these 4 walls follow me, calling me,
My mind bleeds, shattered it sheds, victims of lyrical deaths,
Too many minds sleeping, through the cracks, shadows creeping,
They grabs at you, one muffles your mouth & the other stabs at you,
Encrypted with scriptures that grabs your breath to release me,
I stare in sins eyes, tell sin lies, even sin cries, shackled & confined
To spineless irrational views, mayhem in masses, glass cracks,
Then shatters, clinging to concrete, looking at these streets,
And grimy ass beats, for wisdom, got 2 soles in my boots,
One for me, and one for you,
A reason to live, a reason to die,
A breath for your life, or your life will be mine,
A reason to live, a reason to die,
A breath for your life, or your life will be mine,
Its mental concentration camps, burning in the eyes of sin,
When we looking to god for guidance, digging deep,
But the shit keeps hiding, so we grab from confinement,
Blinded, we see it all end, gotta find it, even from confinement,
Mind bent, in trenches, warfare with life, reflections resurrected,
Evil eyes follow you, through the muck you wallow through,
Every corner turn, shadows calling you, beaten, divide and envision,
Scripts flow, psychotic, where we bought it we taught it,
Minds splurged with blurs, in turn, turn-a-kit for your mental,
Submerged with words, every take, we half, its all mine,
The haves and have nots, we just wants, I’m that grip that grabs you,
While that hit that stabs you, cold blood, murder render us,
The fittest survive, family ties, entwined in winds,
The homeless hold out hope in signs, steel gates protrude,
In views, irate chaos, what you choose, headliners,
Burn in the paper as you burn to elevate, mental state unknown,
Statistically averaged, outraged, enslaved,
Minds captured, sick catastrophe, the dope reaper grins in sins,
And rapes you before he takes you, dated for death,
Doubt lives without mercy, defined by structure, confinement,
Encircled by a block of 6 cells, and a rush of rage,
Sustainment, plagued with blurred views,
Injected with insanity that move you, reflections resurrected,
Tempted by words of sins mouth, no way out, a bloody catastrophe,
Of murderous rampage, that slaps you, traced I enhance,
These mental notes, its grabs you, slit throats, precedent,
To previous demon feigns, I wage war, I slay war,
If I wasn’t so fucking numb, this state would be cake…
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