every time i spit
every rhyme i hit
i can't control, bit by bit
it's like i'm a loose cannon
random shots
without the beacon
when has it come this way
i never felt until today
does this mean i really care
what made it seem so unfair
time has never seem to care
rips it out
my heart it tears
i can't take it
i can't bear
weak is now a shirt i wear
streets is where i wanna be
see the lights, looks so free
before a murmur of words
a quiet passing is what i prefer