*Spark*

Yo, I'm reincarnated, and I'm still impure baby

Kick it like this, Yo, Tell em whats up

Kick It

Verse 1[FLT]:

Write on, I sit in a dark room, with one light on

The physical rays fade and the mental one brightens

I frighten them with visuals that threaten they rituals

Enlighten those critical, when you hear what I write you will

Be telling your chest and your brain to stop debatin

Cause your heart's steady telling your mind to stop hatin

Embedded in your head like sand in your hair

If you want to grasp what I said put your hands in the air

Facts snap with lead and I rap without a care

With only time to ask the dead why life's not fair

That tight snare that blare, got me seeing clear

Pencil in my hand I grab paper and just stare

Lines turn to limits, then I break out the premise

Rhymed fragments let me say more than a sentence

Ever could, they saying I'm shooting without a sight on

But I'm rooting saying fight on like, Right on, Write on brother

Hook:

I Believe In HIP HOP, and

I Breath in HIP HOP

I write my realist shit when I escape from reality

I'm a star in this rhythmic galaxy

I can shine, Tell me what you want to see kid

We all looking, for Something 2 Believe In

I can shine, Tell me what you want to see kid

We all just need, Something 2 Believe In

[Verse 2]

I walk the streets, with my hands in my pockets

Got my hood up, and my Ipod rockin

Head steady bobbin, while Kurtiss Blows his breaks

Lord knows if I strayed from flow I teach hate

Do it for goodness sakes, Fuck Pete

2Pac Shakur was the realist to ever step on concrete

Pay homage to the one, cause he know I'm hopeless

After hanging with the homies I leave with a bag of roaches

When I'm writing I'm trapped in between the lines

I escape, when I finish the rhyme

HIP HOP, we reflect the best, and

When it comes to Mcing we never give it a rest

My chest, reflects hard work from the blessed

From the whole of my soul, I'll never settle for less

If we all got our problems, then who's gonna fix them?

We got to see ourselves as solvers, and not the victims

Hook

[Verse 3]

They sayin I'm a heathen, I need something to believe in

I look to the sky, but I'm still grievin

I spark the weed, and pour out a little fifth

I got the power, to change the world with these lips, Girl

Rock my world with them hips, How she twirl and then dip

She thinkin I'mma trip, put the spliff to your lips, take a sip

My role model's in a brown bottle

I'm steady wondering, why are these kids heads so hollow?

I got the strength to see tomorrow, if I'm true to my essence

If I do die, I hope yall forgive me for my misdirection's

Why count my blessins, when I could be counting paper?

But why's a piece of cloth got to be a mind shaper?

I don't understand some of the ways of man

But I do know, true colors show in the end

From the beginning, we all lost in life

I'm just trying to find my way before I find the light, You feel me?

Hook