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Changing and going through the motions
It's a whole lot of emotions filled with impulse really
Trust the process and trust the process I did
Evaporation is the transitioning of liquid particles from a watery state to vapor without being heated to its boiling point
A being created in God's image, I am only but subjected to natural and societal circumstance so the questions arise
How far am I away from reaching my threshold of heat?
With the burden of abandoned dreams and ventures due to inadequacies
Some in the form of cheques
Some in the form of dissipating spirits
I have slowly been losing my gait
Yes the talent is innate and the livelihood of many is at stake
But how much more can this ambition to evaporate and turn into a gas in the face of the unbelievers take?
How much long will universe response bluetick my aspirations?
I was hot-headed but the storms and harsh winds of this world extinguished that flame
The surface area of my dreams was stretched from birth and widened by hunger
Hunger for more
Didn't my tears bring humidity enough
To fuel the rate of evaporation thus changing my most vivid illusions to a reality?
Hard at work I was in preparation to comply with all laws
I came and I saw
So then why am I anxiously anticipating, should I be worried my attention compass is beating towards a direction less travelled?
Transitions at hand, responsibilities to be upheld
Should the transition be riddled with procrastination
Do not revert to isolation unless its hybernation purposes only to come back stronger see again and conquer
Trust the process, don't rush the process you are a liquid slowly evaporating into a gas
Evaporate to heights as high and far as wide as possible because upon evaporation another transition process awaits
Evolve
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Just a feeling, is there ever a way of winning?
Still I rise like a Phoenix
Falling short i am flying high only to land on the ceiling
Silicone patches for the cracks and leaks
Barely whole busy shifting pawns and pieces
I'm left yearning for spiritual healing
Divine intervention, A task force of angels to lift me out of that state of emotional suppression
Permission to
Permission to look with an optimistic eye
It's at a straight angle where possibilities are vast
May a good child of God remind me for this life gets low
Persona's replace personalities a 360* turn amounts to a low life
Emotions, feelings perhaps
Perhaps both carry a meaning way deeper than it meets the casual eye
A bigger substance with a weight that I
That maybe "I" cannot carry
A heavy load is the world and its dirty dealings
It has everyone catching feelings none content with their pairing
Doubled up with the marathon but still seeking for reasons why
Even if I am single I scream I am cuffed for the season
Really do that for no reason
Mention soul ties they tell you justify and come witj a reason
A reason why somehow we are all caught up in our feelings
Emotional coup d'etat
Claiming it too fast facile emotional healing
Feelings, just a feeling
Feels and feelings
Prodigy spits man I pray whatever I say finds a place In your head and sits.
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Crystal clear
Red like blood
Fierce yet timid like Hope
Hope to overcome
Though obstacles try to overwhelm
This hope persists and perseveres
Keeping dreams within reach atleast hypothetically
In this realm and this lifetime
Hope
Little did you expect to say grace thanking your maker for answered prayers
Allowing room for gratitude
Yes this will shift and redirect attitudes
A Spiritual soap cleansing minds and souls
Make room lord
Room for hope to live within us
Hope that will remind humanity that
Even if today or tomorrow you are not living in the days of answered prayers
You are still living in the Lords favor nonetheless
Hope God
Prodigy spits
Man I pray whatever I say
Finds a place
In your head and sits
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Will power will power
In defining moments may build or demolish towers
Monuments and pyramids it really only takes a step
Yes not only that
Sweat drying into crystals
Droplets of effort driven by purpose
Choosing wisely what comes first and foremost
Suddenly shallow is cool
Discarding everything you once used as a tool
Don't you see?
This is deeper than a pool
Blowing racks chasing trends just to call on the parents
Pay as you live and the Rents due date is not up for extending
Living beyond your means
It seems you've been splurging
That's why you lacking
And for your plans you never implement
On the periphery you stay lurking
Its only actions and consistent actions
With due calibration that will change a vision to a reality
Yes you will probably find Prodigy on some
Selfish before you get kind type of flow
The resultant wave drilling through wells
Keeping God's people hydrated
Seek synchrony with your Will power
Forever keep your eyes open till you turn blind oh lord
God forbid
Will power
Will power, in defining moments may build or demolish towers
ProdigySpits I pray whatever I say
finds a place in your head and sits
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Highs and lows goals and blows
Rocks boulders and stones rough tides
high waters and storms we stay afloat
Candlelight keeps the fire lit on the boat
With your eyes if competent, visualize no cruise
We on the loose
Sailing, Aboard is a lyrical goat
A smooth sail never made no skilled sailor
Slumdeep ghetto bound
Ghetto bound threading the thread I better fasten my Chuck Taylor's
I can apply lotion to blemishes but to whom and what do I lay blame for these trust issues?
Reserve your courtesy let me weep I don't need a tissue
Prodigy spits hoping all that I say finds a place in your head and sits
It's futile practicing what you preach
When you are leaching, dirty shameful charges you not clean
What you spit is stained
All of it needs bleach
Mouth oozing disrespect things That should reach no ear
Highs and lows goals and blows
Rocks boulders and stones
Rough tides high waters and storms
We stay afloat
Prodigyspits
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