Illusionary Lines

Verse One – Pressure
I once had time on my hands, but now handling time,
Is coping with this life cycle and the mandatory grind,
My sanitys fine, just falling short of stamina Im,
Searching for some food for thought to feed this famine of mind,
And when Im stagnant I rhyme, it helps the night turn to day,
I churn my way through this nine to five and urban decay,
Believe me its bleak, and though the citys breaths in its sleep,
Its just a paddock, aint no where a shepherds leading these sheep,
Now most prefer it covered up lie than the truth naked,
The truth is ugly like cellulite; please dont publicly parade it,
I hate it but to escape it would be luck on fluke,
I feel like Im a **** beat but Im stuck on loop,
But thats my life cycle; freedom means everything to me,
And face values got us believing everything we see,
So if our eyes tell us lies the truth is were blind,
So keep on walking straight and narrow down illusionary lines.
Verse Two – Pressure
I once had respect for this game, but now this game of respect,
Is sold to the highest bidder with some fame and a cheque,
Now any layman can get respect without breaking his neck,
Paying dues, time these crews started paying some debt,
It aint lights and cameras, personalities on set,
Distorting realities in their context,
With no originality concepts,
Who gives a **** about a salary; this aint a popularity contest,
Cos hip hop aint faking for ends,
Hip-hop aint fading with trends,
It aint rich kids playing with pens,
It aint the clothes on your back, or the label on them,
Its where youre at, so I say it again,
Its just my life cycle; music means everything to me,
Its just a fashion show, nah; dont believe everything you see,
Cos if our eyes tell us lies the truth is were blind,
So keep on walking straight and narrow down illusionary lines.
Verse Three – Pressure
Thats just my life cycle, nothing matters but setting me free,
Because my freedom and hip hop be meaning everything to me,
Now face values and fashions empower everything we be,
Believing everything we hear, and everything we see,
So if our eyes tell us lies, then we usually find,
Our visions cluttered by this scutter so the truth is were blind,
Its just poison food for thought for these dillusionary minds,
So stop walking straight and narrow down illusionary lines.