The Plot Thickens.

for me not to express would be a disservice
i'm always on point, not to make you nervous
but im w/ a pack of poets w/ purpose
and we stack stanzas more religiously than churches
Amen, sisters and brethe-ren
not to make it cyclical, but here we go again
fuck it, throw me one more time into the lions den
this time it's pivotal to find that hidden gem
spit nasty like blunted phlegm
words that pack a punch, talent by the bunch
we keep your brain over worked
hope you brought an extra lunch
shit gets heavy and the plot thickens
speak universal truth and everybody listens
several options but really slim pickens
we structure visions, escape mental prisons
succeed when it comes to bustin impossible missions
fake friends come and go
but my squad is always out to go for broke
backed by lower class working folk
work real hard to puff on top shelf smoke
analyze our word, our word holds a heavy hand
of that forever rest assured
can't trust those whose visions are blurred
we go all in, we aint ever scurrred
and even if we're tipsy our words will never slur
our message is important, plain and simply
we slide in smooth ever so gently
knowledge for years and damn we have plenty
couldn't lie even if i wanted cuz
the reality is that the harsh truth sent me
respectfully, i tell you now that
I'll tell it how it is; ASAP and stat
lyrical bullets and I'm fully strapped
quick with the thought
if ever i have to bust the gat
go out dumping before i give in to idle chit chat
speak in secret code,
green light to every last low key rat
if i dissected you, you've fallen into my trap
style forced to be honest or plot a dirt nap
forced to kick up dust, end of the road
and if we explode, well, that's just that.