The Grid

By Cryptic One

On FYSM

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[Verse 1]

Yo

Examine the process

Up close and honest

Alone no accomplice

Promise nothing but a brief observation

A peek through the curtain

See the man behind the person

Stripped down version

No armor no shield

Refound purpose

Snake charmer’s not real

But yet we buy what they sellin

And settle for these pebbles

Instead of gelling the rebellion

Bravery seen on the scene so seldom....but after?

Extra helpings of that endless dream telling

Ain't that a world thats so compelling

But Im settling on a planted on the earth kind of dwelling

Its a humble reality based bunker

Such a blunder laughing in the face of wonder

I retraced the thunder and found where it lives

And Im juicing it for power then im skidding off the grid


[Verse 2]

Back on the grid, back online

New cape new goggles, new frame of mind

Embrace the mishaps

Then break the shrink wrap

Quickly tap the thin fish glass

Not for the quick cash

Kept away from the way the pastor say to pass the day

A castaway that found his own path and way

Thats the way this oreo crumbling

And if you wondering...

I'm just a journeyman on a humble adventure

Middle finger to the censors

No retreat no surrender

Tell the bartender, blue… neat

Tip the bar keeps

Place the bait its shark week

Dark belief.. thats wrapped in this swig of hope

Wait a second chief… I think we might need a bigger boat

Or a smaller ocean to float in

Better yet...a stronger potion to soak in

I'm floating..... off the grid