Visions of a Blur

Ahh, Darc Mind
 Current state of affairs
 What?

 Yeah
 Nowaday I profit from forfeiture, my kingdom for a whip
 Brother fixating Arm and Legging for the celly that flip
 Next foreign liquors, Versace, dominate the punchline
 Intellectual crunchtime, I rhyme a 40, ghetto lunch line
 Rhyme niggaz that once tried; they bust a nut I'm bustin back
 Just a short average brother, ain't many mo' left
 Craven images treasured foul measures forsake for hip-hop
 Drug abuse enthusements aborted seeds out of wedlock
 Oedipus is a problem speeds a tri-colored dot
 The sinkin is from the blood of screams that shattered the violent
 complete this paradise were savage -- heard and not seen me
 Blown into fists of brer and jostled every first and fifteenth
 (Say who?) Ghetto glorification push the product for the people
 Supply, hard economics and there's players in the sequel
 Grandmother's prayin, God listenin too
 Now whatchu gonna do, when time runs out on you?

 Visions are blurry, realism a gas
 As Crook and Willie pass like sand through the hourglass
 Visions of glory, realism aside
 It's quarter to, I'ma go for mine (I'ma go for mine)
[repeat first three lines]
 Kev Roc and Gettin' Money, Darc Mind

 Set off your [bad word] plot schizm to scheme; it's all in
 the [bad word] and malt liquor wishes and collard green dreams
 Man who know half it seems or play me down the real one
 single grain I stand amongst a muh [bad word] mil
 [bad word] we charlatan, all flame and they don't
 Scores of imitators they spawn intoxicatin that hope
 To what remains I guess y'all might check and one-two
 and be dead bodies and fools you're in a midlight of dope urban ruin
 But true is able wicked ones that labelled and punished the man
 Salvation begs for him who have the wisdom yet understand
 it's a battle for souls, hit while you can
 Niggaz appendages of evil as if fingers on Shaitan hand
 Searchin keep lookin for, the drugs are beamin up
 Illuminati ill experiment, maybe that's a fiend above
 Be men connect with rhymes that cleanly love ya
 Go round the world, you wake up early and yet you still ain't seen enough
 Rhyme a republican, you demo [bad word] already
 Kept rock upheld as if I'm fightin upsteam to spread
 See everything ain't all about causes and effects
 You gots to suffer, sacrifice then ressurect (ressurect) ressurect

 Visions are blurry, realism a gas
 As Crook and Willie pass like sand through the hourglass
 Visions of glory, realism aside
 It's quarter to, I'ma go for mine (I'ma go for mine)
[repeat first three lines]
 Kev Roc and Gettin' Money, Darc Mind

 Be men that paper trails you blaze you're out of your curves
 On W-I, your lyric and actions speakin louder than words
 You swerve a nerve and gaze murder to those who beat it unlevened
 You're braggin Maximas and Acuras to carry you to heaven
 A.M. the marketplace I'm gon' say a rhythm
 Rock a ruff rhyme and kitten be my horn player
 Head ahead and sound for ingredients, I'll bring you some in form of rhyme
 I'm whippin on return in time for pendulum
 Kev Roc a locker, corectula the sight respective of fools
 Kev Roc selected, I guard my optimism like jewels
 Clever directive, I shine while actually droppin these too
 Got rhymes in hundreds like a package of Kools, rhythms of mackers who rule
 Creativity be the highway high I stand beside
 the thumb and funky beats hopin to ride it, grab hold and flow
 I cut it divide it slip a twenty inside it fool ya bite it
 See me claiming glory from astride it leave my crew delighted
 Come hither skeptic of my ministry you doubt it commas
 Kick a complicated like a venice dream while others vomit
 G'n forgettin that I'm symmetry, them others are in
 Implement production type funky, out the speaker Warren
 Harlem p