Breaking Rules For New Rule

Breaking rules to make new rules
Chasing godly minds to fish out moles 
New pals while old were in **** holes
With them in d quarters of my life I make some new goals 

Jumping cliffs that could break ma back
Trekking distances that could get me wack
Swapping my gentility for ruggedness
Oh I sing Aluta while pop washes away
Isn't  ma white turning grey?
A murmur that leads my heart to sway

On a mission which vision was seen
In which yellow leaves would turn back green
And success would wash away my sin

Only patience foes I lost to recall
Would join d crew in d merriment mall 
Those that sees nt would be seen not
That is karma taking it's course just 
  
With the Patience Old and The Destined New........ A new life begins.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014



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