Arm Me With Harmony

the sweat on my hand is a visible thing am I talking irrational as if philosophical why does one equate logic with fear I shed a tear to numb the pain sparks pertrude through my voice as if a flame yet deep inside I search for a reason why the streets are filled with fly bys everyone is getting a little bit high one word to the wise we are left with a stress test getting caught up in the mix with such an evil twist as we parted ways hold your head up high and be brave some people use reverse psychology yet in reality there just phony alone with their innocence some even give a **** getting caught up in the mix put your thinking caps on cause I got this song of how we can all get along some freaks in the sheets are working on their beats rap isn't dead cause I got crazy beats flowing through my head hommie Luke Brice got capped in the back of his head now he's the walking dead working to hard can give you a heart attack we tend to over react sharp words in your tone you don't even need a megaphone just like the movie Home Alone we got guys like Pesci taking over under cover bosses spreading out upon the masses the fly in the air only on first classes yet what is the basis to the extreme aura I come to store a unique aura busy as a bee floating through the trees all of life is but a mystery still I got something up my sleeve back in the hood where it's all good Ice Cube & Eazy E turning sadness to gladness falling back on that ass no one in this life gets by on a free pass like the underground sound you still want me around some friends flipping burgers and fries does it come at no big surprise taking heed to those lies... Arm me with harmony for my face in lights with the good night fights music ain't the way it used to be Professors need to get another degree watch me now I'm going down so is the rest of this song