Maze (Feat. Dumbfoundead and MYK)

M-a-p t-h-e soul, m-a-z-e, lose control

M-a-z-e, my life is amazin'

Three blind mices were lost in the maze route, lookin' for the easiest possible way out

Day in and day out, you run into a closed road. Turning into old folk, chasing after rose gold

What they don't know is that it belongs to a fool

Choosing wants over needs, singing songs of a mule

Carrying their burdens when you barely know the person

And that is the difference between a pharaoh and a servant

I choose to serve no man but serve mankind

At the same time avoiding all of earth's landmines

You step in it and you blow up

You exit or you grow up, or get locked up

The pigs catch ya eating donuts

But I'd rather rhyme bars than sit behind bars

How can a prison cell contain this shining bright star

They have no idea what I could do in a minute's time

Break down the walls of the maze and run through the finish line

Life is like a maze... When I'm flippin' through the pages

It's high definition black and white

Is it digital, analog, wack or tight?

It's stressful wishing sacrifice, and the list goes on. It's the facts of life

East coast ettiquite, west coast slan

Peace we'll never get if shit don't change

Do you play with the majors or go independent?

Gotta stay paid but I'm broke like a peasant

Love, s**, greed, addictions. What's next?

Need directions. There's nobody left to follow

Wallow in my sorrow for a hollow tomorrow

Life is like a maze, try to keep track of the days that take us from place to place

Awaken and face-to-face

Too many choices, possibilities, indecision is killing me

And if you lend a helping hand, then I will follow willingly

Life is like a maze... When I'm flippin' through the pages

M-a-p t-h-e soul, m-a-z-e, lose control

M-a-p t-h-e soul

Flip through fashion magazines, cop a swag or lean

When nothing's goin' 'smooth', rub a little vaseline

Do an online, offline, frontline search. Either quench or confine your columbine thirst.

Cuz you wanna fit in

And find a perfect 'match' to set your heart in flames. You wanna be a catch

Catch-22, catch the flu, catchphrase

By any means necessary in this rat's maze

It's a black haze muddle, a rainy day puddle

Life is gonna wet ya, get ya in a muzzle

A struggle to survive, a huddle nine to five with no quarterback

Change? You won't even get a quarter back

It's a murder fact, reality kills. Call your doctor now for your reality pills

Chill, but still worry... A bug's goin' around

Cuz life is like your homie, it's 'holdin' you down'

Life is like a maze... When I'm flippin' through the pages

Maze