Moments

This is the moment It all comes together The pressure and the patience The time I've been waiting for so long So gone Are the anxieties Prying me and trying me To stop writing these, writing these Making wrongs into songs Taking pain into poems Grabbing destiny and put it in my palms They say you got to make it yours Well I perform to make it better than It was before I won't stop at possibilities Drive it til' I'm killing these Making every dream into reality Just look at me Dead up in the eyes Tell me that you've seen another man With this fire in his heart Looking to make every character count Even if nobody looking around Coming to make a delivery Within a melody Making a musical memory Remembering Every piece of the nothingness Feeding my emotions and my drive With this Can it be this is me Questions and reflections Looking for the right direction Looking for the moment To deliver my profession Honesty undoubted when I give you my confession Can it be this is me Questions and reflections Looking for the right direction Looking for the moment To deliver my profession Honesty undoubted when I give you my confession Its all honesty from me I see not a necessity to rap to you incessantly Telling you about all of the things That make you less than me When I know the flames Can make us ashes at the same degrees Agreed Well I guess I feed this to myself The truth is that I've come to realize That you're my priest I talk to you and tell you Everything that's underneath And the healing for my soul Is always found within the beat So I discovered quite the therapy Just like a remedy But this is now meaning much more to me This is the key and I believe this to be The reason and the door The purpose that i'm alive for Pictures in word form And I will tell it Then develop my envelopment With utter relevance This is the precipice But ain't no mountain or No damn valley low enough Holding me from going up Now as I put this all together The daydreams the visions All those blank stares In the wall Talking to myself Mumbling all to myself Words and combinations Making every line a statement Looking like a maniac But feeling like a brainiac Trying to take over the world Like an animaniac I have an knack to be A tough act to follow Even if i'm borrowing a line from a double M Cause I contend With my realities Knowing I have in me the truth Without a need to pretend And there were moments when I folded I put down my pen Threw the words out the back To never look back But every thing at its time The seasons only change Until the fruit is off the vine And then again This is the moment where it ends But this is now the moment Where it all begins