Rebuild Me

My mind is full of sorrow I rhyme sick cause my heart's broke The time ticks like it's borrowed Time to let my cards show I've been dealt this art flow Some have felt this part though Watch me fall apart slow Welcome to my art show I'm gonna rebuild me Those who think I'm filthy Don't know the real me Toes are clean, got real teeth Flows are mean, use real speech, No you cannot kill me I'll come back, you dill weed Cause you cheat you're still weak Must reach these pill freaks Build beats and chill deep This is my will to make a mill And I seek it till I defeat the thrill And beat this beat until I reach the peak of the world, see this curse unfurl Watch as I leap these hurdles Watch me like a prophecy Possibly top hip hop ceiling Got this like a gods in me Positive, I can stop the beef Cop or freak, Ja, Fifty, Doc, Biggie, Pac, Remy, Nas, any rock Let me stop cause the block is hot And I'm not the weak This is juvenile and I'm not kidding It's gotta be a prophecy And I'm gonna do it properly On my property I gotta be this lottery spot Pick me cause obviously I'm not gonna stop this Till I stop the beef And top the ceiling So model me I'm not a freak just cause God's in me You feel me like I'm semi-auto Speak clearly Not like I'm auto-tuned But hear me broke every law though Merely ahead of all those who fear me Bro let it all go Ear piercing like you let it stall While gears shifting with no fluid Spear the king as I go to it I'm here sifting through the ashes As I blow through them Fast blasting their asses Direct hit eyes closed Slow like molasses In dumb asses I cut facets Right in the slum tracks In the axis As they spin off the map in stitches Getting deep paper cuts From them rap riches Come back in with a vengeance Hence all the friendships ending Put them on fences I'm relentless with aggression Suspense in another lesson Don't question my complexion The tension will have you vexed In suspension From my next swing Collection of the check swings From the vets the best are resting We're blessed from the chest protecting Next thing you know We're flat on the floor Bad to the core Jump off the building next door Sad but adored The slab's not the color it was before It doesn't run Like the colors we shouldn't shun What have I become Supporting my country Tis of thee Sweet land of liberty To this I sing my praises Till my days end I'm pushing up daisies But till they end I'm stuck with the ladies Who only think of their Mercedes Houses and babies Games I don't play these But I used to Wouldn't lie to the troops It's truth Assume you knew The rumors grew I was a bad guy Ask why I'll give you all the answers That's lies Crack fried in a package Packed twice With a slice of crap fried Snacks tied in the back With spice To make it taste like Something other than ass Now that's nice You want something other than whack Then ask nice Cause I'm not another Mumbling rap dumbass on crack Who jumbled my speech Smothered from Jack Who comes from the streets With no mother or smack I don't stumble my speech Like my thumbs up my ass I run up the tree Perfectly vertically While I cut it in half Making new vertices Creating new nurseries For the earth to feed The bursting seeds And remove the curse of weeds Watch as I attach These body parts Like new arms I've already created a new heart From this lewd art Now time to make a new start And boost myself to the stars Right through the roof Above the music charts Until the day I do depart I'll use these scars Through my art To prove my heart is true So here's my new restart