(intro) - b.ware


Wherever your heart lies, that’s where you’ll find your treasure…
when you got treasure inside you and try to tell people about’em
seldom will they believe… yeah…
I heard when you set out to pursue your Personal Legend the universe conspires in your favor
when you really desire something and have the courage to go pursue it, the universe conspires to help you…
but you gotta believe niggas… like I believe…
there’s only one way to learn, and that’s through action…
act now… so will I…

(verse 1) - b.ware

Press on... (rpt)

would you believe that I mustered up the strength for it
my competitors playing catch up… i stay hot, dog
no room for the custard, it’s too sweet
sister told me to be frank etcetera… whatever
it’s not a problem, been bubbling since the bottom
she was my Hillary Rodham, but I never cheated
trust was my poison, they say bleed it
or lack thereof, intoxicate me, you are my drug
heaven, i need a hug finna faint is that look of love
since she gave me the boot, lugz
still on a ?uest for it, Square Roots
the rain came quick like a flash flood… i found comfort in the booth
the truth, each of us had to blossom like a tulip or blow
so, like the atom, a split was necessary
left a legacy legendary and with my two lips
I pay tribute to you Ms. Hail
storms came later… Goodfella, I’m a made man
no umbrella, but ice hurts when it’s chugged from up above
and plus the haters throwing tomatoes, when i ain’t even hit the stage, damn
took it in blood like plasma, soon a master for the masses vivid
picture descriptive like a camera, digital flash, look at his mug
centerfold, they livid… Never silent, these choice words is my privilege
no kidding, rated-r, for real, reveal it all
career mirror Paul Revere, pour it on raw like Season All
in the long haul, you can fall from grace but I believe
my agility’s assisted me, watch the tricks up my sleeve
lift it, it’s elbow grease
workin' out kinkos yo, spit, print it, i got infinite ink yo
this for those poor, unclothed, the meek and bros close my folks and distant foes
keep believing

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