Over The Influence

Freestyle and pass 3x so the cypher will last (2bars)

Freestyle and pass so the cypher will last blast these cats

Spittin' all day off the head witta

Mass amount of words spontaneous thought to cover topics

Droppin' metaphors and similies in battle mode or concious

I got it bad for the mic takes not a bag for me to write

I jot mind spurts for wordplay so the word is brought to new heights

Without sparkin' a el unless l stands for loss then oh well...

All hell will break loose so i can serve that part of the alphabet

And i'll bet you couldn't excersize dopeness to make one pour sweat

I'll pour a thick rich logger for you poor souls who get hot and bothers

When weed is not my subject - why subject myself to that altered state of time

I don't belive that lie that it frees your mind.. more like freezes your mind

So brainwaves can't rise

I don't smoke dope i stay dope and smoke mc's to get high

Rhymes is like my addiction i love hip-hop music

I stay in the word to be over the influence

I open up minds once closed with flows that dominate

And shape the vision and thought of a vision gone mad

Sssspell out my dreams.. define what i've seen

And release a wealth of wisdom to those who never had

I've peeped those video shows with cats that straight front

And they aint gottta clue about how the industry really works

So i self search to ensure i hold what it takes

And relate to the heards of heads who be sending out them demo tapes

So my word is bond and it stays secure for sure

I aint tainted goods and i aint a buck pure

What drives me is my 2 seeds who need things to live

I've taken time out to raise my kids and give back to the source

Of all things made - made in his likeness

To enlighten us earth worms - to ensure we aint recitin'

Wack lyrics - livin' what we speak cuz we choose it

I'm - under control and over the influence.

I'm from the _ capital new york state where heads love to hate

Instead of give props they all out for the take

Well.. i shouldn't say all but it's not far fetched

When i sketch a 360 it turns into a big mess

They look fresh - they spit text

They even got a lil' flow that be on some next

But none the less it's - unimpressive

If intentions aint to uplift the session

I'm guessin' by most of what they spit they thug or

Gang affiliated - slangin' them drugs

Does it concern me on how the next man will feed his family

Nah not really, but when it comes to this mic you handing me

I'm deep stuck on emotions pushing full throttle -

You aint gotta be a concious emcee just role model at times

In your ryhmes - young minds need meat in they flows

But not beef to grow - we each need to show some discression

When meshin' thoughts - words and some ink a mixture

Of what we think displayed in a verbal picture

So while you have a pen and pad remember to use it

Wisely - some aint over the influence...