[Marc Marcel]

Feelin' like life is gettin' the best of me

Maybe I haven't given life the best of me

So I dream

Enter into portals most eyes haven't seen

Only to come out of it lookin' like the God that's occupyin' my human being

Most creatures must think that I am conceited

Only because life wouldn't be what it is without me being bored enough to give it reason

Some of the things i've shared ain't supposed to go over your heads

They're destined to change someone's life

Maybe this is why I write

Born from a pulse of light

Now I ignite whenever I get close to a mic

[Prox Centauri]

Vigilant and spry, this a promise that I must make

I’ll stimulate your mind like endogenous reuptake

The tapestries I weave or conceive and breed with my mean rhymes

Are as resplendent as aboriginal dreamtime

Obtained agency via preliminary credos

Or the formation of my visionary ethos

Least that’s what I tell myself in different degrees

Am I satisfied when they’re others that i’m wishing to please?

For prestige, I change my shades like deciduous trees

Plagued by indecision these days, I just wish it would leave

Feel like an expat homesick in a foreign land

Nowadays breakthrough corresponds with a sordid plan

Synergy is taboo, what’s valid in this fight for clicks

Is that degradation determines if it is liked or lit

Interspliced in clips, violence, not righteousness

Pollution is abound, will persevere in spite of this

Maniacal, they’re sent to mislead, falsehood is candid

Viable, but limit your speed, don’t be so frantic

I’m trying to, as tenuous peace injures advancement

And quietude continuously renders me transfixed

Maniacal, they’re sent to mislead, falsehood is candid

Viable, but limit your speed, don’t be so frantic

I’m trying to, as tenuous peace injures advancement

And quietude continuously renders me transfixed

My flow is osmotic explodes inside your melanocytes

Armament of choice to unleash won’t cease to be brandished mics

At peak resistance my deepness sweeps through this ecosystem

Better seek assistance these feats are equal to kings and mystics

I’m subsumed by methods that energize

Focus, remain in tune with the exigent stimuli

As a means to recalibrate your locus of control

Synthesize each intention, so an opus will unfold

The Arhats locate silence amidst cacophony

Stillness, I claim ownership on it with no apostrophe

Took a second, stopped to breathe, relinquished what was not for me

Then I learned to play right the modern day Sophocles

Prophecy is possibly the Prelude for my word’s worth

And coded cries can symbolize freedom like when birds chirp

Intelligence is tantamount and to that point I can attest

So ankh it in your mind’s eye as logos made manifest

Maniacal, they’re sent to mislead, falsehood is candid

Viable, but limit your speed, don’t be so frantic

I’m trying to, as tenuous peace injures advancement

And quietude continuously renders me transfixed

Maniacal, they’re sent to mislead, falsehood is candid

Viable, but limit your speed, don’t be so frantic

I’m trying to, as tenuous peace injures advancement

And quietude continuously renders me transfixed

Transfixed

Frozen in place i’m just sittin’ here meditatin’

Transfixed

On my way out but still one more time i’m just

Transfixed