Nothing More Beautiful

postmoderndisco: 
Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation
O my soul, praise Him, for He is my health and salvation
All ye who hear; now to his temple draw near
Praise Him in glad adoration. 

NAK: 
How mindful, considerate: mind so deliberate
The Spirit in the finger to the spindle, and the synthesis
Constituents consist of all space, time, and matter
Despite the infinite, to Him, my life is all that matters
Flattery invalid; all the glory’s the entitlement
Violent advancement of the kingdom through discipleship
Battle not with weapons... knife and shining sniper
We battle with a harp, synthesizer, and a cipher
beautiful the drama that unfurled upon the world
How mortality was worthless and the tragedy was killed
Unsuitable insurgents... birthed from out the dirt
Became anointed for the purpose of your majesty fulfilled
Master. Peace. Action. Speaks. 
Louder than the sermons and the parable that reach
Into the heart of the oppressed; it cries when it beats: 
Passion of a Father- how he’d die for His sheep

And now the sea’s partition with affection
And the storm now ceases to alarm me. 
You forgive the criminals, and reenlist me, the defector
Place your own robe around me and you arm me
There is none that can parallel your artistry. 
There is nothing more beautiful and Holy. 
We are mere image bearers like a mirror
Representing but a sliver of your eminence; insulting
Like broken alabaster pottery; I lack in comprehension
Necessary introspection to explain Your definition
Of an offering; my righteousness is garbage
Worship isn’t worship if humility’s in bondage
So give it all, not just the fruit, but the roots
The air up in this room... the lyrics and the booth
The tears and in gloom, the fears and near the tomb- 
...This is the adoration in the Spirit and the Truth... 
now let’s practice.

If I could, I would tell you in the flesh
But I would never find the right words when it happens
When it comes to moving on: I can't
It's hard for me to "package..." I better "wrap." 

 

No Goodbyes

Where there ain't no smog that'll saturate lungs
Is the view from the top that'll captivate tongues
I'm speaking in one. But the babbling type
It's the "glory, Hallelujah" at the end of the climb: 
That's "Pinnacle." All of the cynical forgotten
Whenever I examine the glory of God's blossom
Beauty. Change. Things a Los Angeles
Suburbian rapper could never fathom with his calculus
Found my soul fading in the comfort
I'm gazing as a wonder like, "what happened to the color?" 
I had to leave it, it lead my belief to lead me
To these lavender sweet peas, blue skies and green leaves
It's "The Natural State." I take it God wants me in my natural state
So I thank you. For every good time. 
It's time for me to go, but it isn't "goodbye," hold up

It only feels like yesterday
Got a lot on my mind that I want to say
But "goodbye" isn't one of those thoughts, okay? 

No man's a plateau, peninsula
Nomad, indigenous, we gotta keep it intimate
Like mission into Nineveh- it's difficult, I know
To walk into a place feeling similar to home
But I found that
People to love, learn from
People to hope, trust, return to
People to fight for, I'm down for you
I really wish that I could stick around for you
I just wish that my actions would accurately
Capture the love that I have for you, madly
I ask your forgiveness, the fact that I'm distant
Been it all my life and my God still fixing
Isn't many reason for the rogue to come to town
For the flower in the autumn lifting arms into the clouds
But you know it the moment that you're around it
I never knew what I was missing 'til I found it

Goodbyes are cold when the hope is forgotten
Hold to the option to flow my synopsis
Mask and distract all the palpable agony
Tossing in bed like the mattress is stabbing me
With a fork in the road. We all know where we gotta go
Our paths might intersect, overlap
Let's be happy 'bout the times when that happens
Let's be glad that we met: it's divinity
Don't forget: we're together in infinity
Though we may separate, disconnect
Remember that our paths come together in the end
It ain't a "goodbye," it's more like "see you there" 
Until then, I'll keep you lifted in my prayers
So love God, let's love one another
This is dedicated to my sisters and my brothers, come on

 

 

Heartmelt: Part Two (Introduction) 

From “blackness to black,” “C sharp to B flat” 
I’m a walking relapse who wants his dreams back
My path once “static” like pop and feedback
A soul once “breaking:” “pop lock,” and “lean back” 
But then I opened up my life and then I let Him enter it
He looked into my heart, and then He took it out and emptied it
Carrying the promise made to Judah down to Benjamin
And burying the past and made the future sing the requiem. 
If Hip Hop is dying, I’m a nurse with a license
Stays by the bedside, administering vitamins
Giving him the Vicodin; checking on the vital signs: 
Breaths in a minute, pulse, temperature in Fahrenheit. 
I'm trading in my carousel... suckers and my caramels
For training with my rapier and crushing every parallel
Enemy armada steady aiming with the glare of Hell
I’ll sneak aboard the harbor, set aflame to every caravel
I rip darkness, and every single maledict
And everything malicious while the mandible is dripping
With a Spirit filled lyric... Pattern like an algorithm
Hungry for the Word- catalyst of my metabolism
Sin is in the air, lingering in secrecy
Elevate your arms intercept the frequencies
I fight “systems,” ripping through its circuitry
And won’t stop until the day I’m lifted to eternity
Rich in the Lord, but I can’t afford the failure
And I am not an artist, I’m the canvas of the Painter
Sin is my nature, my destiny is greater
The devil tried to steal it but I snuck aboard the freighter
A focus on the Lord more lovelier than sterling
Supply you like the Overlord that hovers over Zergling
Knowledge is the opium, I overdose a learner
“Toke” data with an opus that’ll overload the server
Ever since an embryo... endocrine, estrogen, 
Separate umbilicus, connecting with the breast and then
Project into development... every step of Erikson, 
Complexity of Oedipus I’m stepping up the parenting
Lesson for the adolescent learning with a lack of depth
Electrical activity, adapting the synaptic cleft
The point is, and Ecclesiastes said it best: 
Without the love of Christ, homie all of life is meaningless. 

If I could buy time, you “bet” I’ll stall through it. 
Yo “check,” no half-steppin’, “all in” with God’s music
“Hold’em” fake “hearts,” your bluffs? I call through it. 
I’m holding face cards. Tough luck. They’re all suited. 
And you could feel it burning in him
Merging with the curvature that be securing nervous system
Cervical, thoracic, lumbar, sacrum
Purposeful, classic, work hard, patience
Open up your heart and let Him fill the vena cava
As the wave depolarize until it infiltrate the chambers (and changes) 
My “heart failure’s” wailing for a Savior
He brought me back to life with that baby in a manger
Learning how to chase it with complete consideration
That my every single labor is to Worship the Creator
So I’mma stay spittin’ with a sick configuration
And a “quickening” like babies that be signaling for labor

So this is my flavor: beats, rhymes, and fader
And I’mma keep trying, and each time is greater
Let go of lust, you eyes who hold dearly
It takes more than blindness to make you see clearly
Sudden re-appraisal of what used to be irrelevant
Develops into Truth and is the basis of our presences
I met destiny, then I put my hand in hers
Walking down a staircase, held onto a banister
Grace is now available... pauper down to chancellor
So let the light shine; now I modify the aperture... 
And I tried to pay the wages of my vagrancy
The bullets came blazing but He pushed em out the away for me
And when the dust settled... the only thing plain to see
Was a bloody cross that was standing in the vacancy
I was once blind, now the only thing plain to see
Was a bloody cross that was standing in the vacancy

So am I extraordinary?

 

Ashes, Ashes (Sister)

Time unravels the layers we need to hide scars
The rhyme enables the prayer to see the silent star
A buried destiny, I scoop a shovel full of dirt, 
En route to tunnel through the Earth, entombed in rubble- full of work
I knocked twice to be polite with no answer
I camped beside your manor, ma’am pardon my manners
I visited your ‘broken’ heart and it was skipping beats
She wages inner war to aid in finding missing “piece” 
Believe, I’d lead that search party
I’d speak to those demons, defeat your cursed harpy
Dance with rain- relieve your burnt heartbeat
You bleed- so deceived- you seem to hurt hardly
Go on, sell the irony in romance: 
She laughed when the anguish held her tight like a slow dance
And it was never part of your plan. 
I feel your hell but you melt while you’re felt by its cold hands
Locks of compartments starting to get rusty
Your secrets might suffocate, sister
The closet stayed permanently shut since the day you lost custody
Of your true self. Now I miss her. 
Now I’m “locked” in this thought, deciphering ‘combinations’ 
But how am I ever going to solve her
And no amount of thunderbolts will ever stop me contemplating
I just want to say “I love you” but I know I’ll sound awkward

Mask it. Mask it. It’s all solved now. 
“Ashes, ashes, we all fall down” 
Mask it. Mask it. It’s all solved now. 
“Ashes, ashes.” 

Username, pass as she opens the lock
“‘Watch time’ flies” now she “floats with the clock” 
Hand on a mouse, other propping her chin
“Monitor’s,” the abyss, and it’s tossing her in
Now pop come the images of friends and factions
Crafted, manufactured with trends and fashion
Models... actress... so hot and attractive
With aspects flawless... dolls made out of plastic
She want attention... she feeling so empty
Want to be be mentioned, she want to feel sexy
She gave her all... never giving enough
‘Cause she felt her profile wasn’t skinny enough
And she felt like her face wasn’t pretty enough
So she buried her truth behind makeup
And now she’s watching her reflection- threw her faith into ocean
Waves undertake the mutilation of emotion
And so comes the self conscious monster
Chomping on her arms and scarring God’s artwork
Acting like daughters of incompetent fathers
Like your life story’s by a somnolent author... 

It never ceases to amaze me- in pieces I am breaking
(‘Cause I’m) Sinking in this tank while the water’s barely waist deep
(And your) Heart and stomach quaking (While my) art is dissipating
(As you) Unlock your arms and embrace the undertaking
Take it into context, doll, you’re so complex. 
Looking so honest when you’re called up on set
Even death could rest inside that JPEG
She gave her heart away... forget the rib cage
Allure synonymous with a common abusing
Now I wonder if it’s worth really being a cutie
There’s nothing “sweet” about “baked batter” and bruising
Girl, stop bowing to fake standards of beauty
Far from ever judging you, but promise that you’ll trust me
I feel our every awkward interaction isn’t something
That will validate my love for you, I don’t know how prove it
I want to be your brother, I just don’t know how to do it
And opportunities came, and I refused to take them
Forget the expectation... I guess all I’m saying’s that
If time ever had regrets you bet that I would take it back
And tell you what I thought the very second that it came to pass
Smile for me... it’s not like it’s a sad song. 
My hand knocks, now I’m sorry but I can’t stop. 
You’re wonderful and you don’t have to put that act on
You’re beautiful. You don’t have to put that mask on

Ashes, ashes, it’s all solved now. 
Mask after mask, they will all burn down
Ashes, ashes, it’s all solved now
Mask after mask, they will all fall down

You’re wonderful. You don’t have to put that act on. 
You’re beautiful. You don’t have to put that mask on.

 

We Will Always Be (Family)

Show me where the levee is, let’s sit and watch the river
As it flows with a consistency I wish we could pursue. 
And though the pain is evident, this journey was a requisite
I feel a certain heaviness, I know you feel it too. 
My body weakens when these memories spontaneously
Break into my brain. Ironic how the pain
Is amplified like a speaker when the times contemplated
Were the days that were greatest: now it’s all that remains. 
There’s something special; something simply unforgettable
About this simple gathering: living and intentional
I’m sitting with a pen, a thought; a statue on it’s pedestal
Written down the memories to stash it in my envelope
So here’s a memo and a billion copper pennies
Representing every though I had of you (it’s not for spending) 
But I’m spent and I’m ending my attempts of assertiveness
And praying to my Father that His Will ain’t misinterpreted
These mistakes... That’s how I’m learning it. 
I hate change... But that’s what inertia is. 
I made a table from the pain that overdosed my conscience
Broke my fist and then I wrote this “bloody” poem on it. 
Show me to trail that’ll take us to the waterfall
Listen to the metaphor: learn from it’s example
Even though we “fall,” we should always be transparent
Even though we “crash,” we will always be majestic
Watch me discipline my patience like a finger to the parchment
The fire in my heart just seemed to flicker in the “darkness:” 
Traded in my passion for the sake of the tradition
Beat my body for the mission but the payment was my “vision” 
I know I’m young but I know something wasn’t feeling right
This sacrifice should never keep me weeping in my sleep at night
I’m misaligned like a lady losing focus: 
Holds her baby on her shoulder with a case of scoliosis
We’re getting close but never close enough to open up
I’m getting cold but never close enough to warm me up
This one’s for everybody hiding in the secrecy
For every week of being weak without you seeing it
For every inconsistent moment asking if it’s worth it
I forgive that I could count on your discouragement
God forbid perhaps I sicken you with honesty
And I forgive that you’ve withheld your reciprocity
You ever felt the pain of weeping with sincerity
To find that not a single drop released was taken seriously? 
Have you ever chose to chase the passion in your heart? 
Flaming matches in the dark? Making action from a spark? 

Ignite the fear and vanish: scrape the ashes so the diamond shines
Only in the end just to be criticized: I just can’t
reach the expectations set by everybody else
When I hardly could fulfill the ones I’m setting for myself
Let’s have another meeting... let’s talk about the plan
Let’s discuss how we’ll advance, let’s entrust it in His hands
I’m sorry for my apathy, I’ve been depressed lately
I haven’t been myself I know, I’ve been so stressed lately
I know what real darkness is; road is long and arduous
The yoke is hard and pardon for the scarring on my cartilage
Locked in war and the casualty is hope and growth
I’m ‘battling with emptiness,’ my family is broke
And I just want to talk, but it just seems you’re busy praying
We’re swimming in an ocean and it’s hard to stay afloat
I’m sickened from the drowning so I floated to the coast
And then I walked upon the dock and now I’m waiting for the boat
I’m here to help, so here’s a pair of empty shoulders
Let me take upon the load; ignore the fact my soul is broken
It’s best to settle if we can’t defeat the elements
When comfort is an easy price to pay to be irrelevant
So what happened? You wonder for my absence, 
My answer is pointing to the fact it’s my sadness
and sin. I can’t even manage my skin
To fake being intact; the scars from within
I needed help, badly. And pity doesn’t do it
Nor does singing over music when your actions ain’t congruent
I’m sorry. I love you, but it sucks that I’m so insecure
Even when I showed my heart; bled it out... poured. 
But I never saw yours. I never saw yours. 
I’m all grown up, yet I’m so immature. 
The nuisance it will tailor... I’m stupid with emotions
If this Kuya was a failure then this truth is my atonement
I never know the right words to say. 
I can’t control myself standing face to face
I’m a coward so I can’t just speak “it all...” (at all) 
And this is why I love to write these stupid freaking songs
And I just want to say I freaking miss my family
I cherished every moment we all had of being happy
I wish that we could fix the petty grudges that we’re holding
I wish that we’d forgive each other’s faults before it’s too late
But it wasn’t your fault. I promise that I pray for you
Your memory embedded in my brain everyday for you
I’m here for you. I love you and I swear that’s what I’m here to do. 
I’d sacrifice whatever if it makes the Gospel clear to you
If God would grant me peace, well then I promise I would stay for you
If I were called to fight for this, I promise I would train for you
And if the game is life or death so then I promise I would play for you
And even though I’m gone I freaking promise I remain for you
So show me where the levee is, let’s sit and watch the river
As it flows a tranquility that softens up the pavement
I think the rain is coming... Wash away the heaviness
You’ll always be a blessing to my life... you will always be Famous. 
We will always be Famous. 
You will always be Famous. 
We will always be Famous.

 

Watch Us Fly (Generation)

How is it possible that God Himself adopted me
And audibly, He called me to an odyssey that altered me
Full autonomy, responding to the prophecy
To stomp upon hypocrisy, and squashing all idolatry
Armor agape, no Karma could stop me
When Grace is upon on me, face it, my faith is alarming
t takes failure to know success
The coldest death is best to provoke His breath
It’s a story of antiquity and former glory
An empty catacomb had lifted up his category
I saw my shadow and it offered me an apple
So I traveled to the ground with my back to the gravel
(I will) Spread faith with every sample on the fader
My destiny is great but the battle’s even greater
”Conducting” metamorphosis of “maladies and felonies” 
(To “melodies”) resounding from the balcony to mezzanine

This song is dedicated to the one who’s broken hearted, now... 
Get up get up, just get up, get up
To the victim of injustice, the hopeless, and guarded
Get up get up, just get up, get up
To the brother trying cover his corruption and addictions
Get up get up, just get up, get up
To the sister with syringes; stripped of her significance
Get up get up, just get up, get up

And when they tell you that you’re nothing, better drop those lies
Look em’ straight into the eye... (tell em) “watch me fly!” 
When they tell you that you’re nothing, better drop those lies
Look em’ straight into the eye... (tell em) “watch me fly!” 
Watch me fly! Watch me fly! 
Let it shine, let it shine, now watch me fly! 
Watch us fly! Watch us fly! 
Let it shine, let it shine, now light up the sky! 

I used to question my identity like “was I ever meant to be?” 
Infested with the sentiment of severing my destiny
I always thought I had a purpose but I never saw it
I always thought I had a meaning but I never sought it
Camaraderie is hardly a commodity
When trust is your “issue,” your “volume” and novelty
Fought to guard my secrets. I don’t want your peace. 
I’ll keep my depression. Keep pornography. 
I won’t open up. I won’t break it down. 
My yoke isn’t tough. I don’t need you now. 
But deep down... my very soul lived a lie. 
“Nak, how you doing?” I’m doing just fine. 
Countless torrents a soundless torment
While my heart was pouring but my mouth was dormant
Now... Sorrow praying and my body started aching
God, hallowed be Your name, sorry Father, make this pain end
Like an orphan in garments who’s home is his carpet
Broken in darkness, alone and so heartless
Could you open up my heart without a question or a comment? 
Could you tell me that there’s hope and could your message be honest? 
Could you look into my mind without the nausea vomit? 
Could you love me like a brother and for forever, and promise? 
How is it possible that God Himself adopted me? 
Through my brothers and my sisters who stopped for me! 
Thank you for caring... it gave me life. 
Thanks for your love.... you saved my life. 
I won’t stop now. I’m made to fight. 
I won’t drop now. I’m made for flight. 
Watch me fly now! Do I make you proud? 
Watch me rise now! I ain’t coming down. 
It’s the beginning, now I shout with my arm flexed
Conquering the darkness! Peace and God bless. 

Watch me fly. Watch me fly. 
Let it shine, let it shine, now light up the sky

 

23 Prayers (Daniel)

So here I am again. My scalpel is a pen
I’m dissecting every sentence to unravel what’s within. 
This battle never ends, and I’ve been grappling ever since
There were days I “couldn’t walk” as if my tassel never switched
And now I figure that the mission’s only bigger
I’m fixed upon the vision, but division’s only bitter. 
I drifted then I slipped into the fissure of my prison
But before I even hit it, He delivered my forgiveness. 
I took the train and made my way into the city
‘Cause the traffic makes me think more than I want to
I’m waiting for a stranger that’ll be my revelation
‘Cause my brain is too dishonest for its own good
I’m twenty three, still naive to the procedures: 
Like asking for a show of hands to seats of open bleachers
I’m hardly confident, at least, I’m only eager
To trying to make a leader out this heap of broken features
Every time I played and tangled with the slavery
I always faked a way to set examples with my bravery
I’m so ashamed, chains generate so painfully
Father, take the yeast: Father take it out my bakery
I want strength, now I’m chasing with relentless
Effort that’ll desolate my selfish independence
Made it on my own, but I know I could’ve grown
Into the man that He wanted but I chose to be alone
My will to be corrected’s like the Spring without the daisies: 
The will in my reflection’s like a swing without a base hit
At twenty-three I never thought I’d stumble while I’ve aimlessly
Spilled my recollection of the things I’d never say to me: 
I find it’s cutest how deluded you’ve produced conclusions
Think you’re rooted yet obscure with your secluded movements
You’re pretty stupid looking thinking that you’re “suited” 
But your “seven deuce” is useless on the “river,” (and you’re fruitless) 
Who you fooling? Who you kidding? Why you trying to lie? 
Where you looking? What’s your mission? What you trying to hide? 
And from the start I knew these words were never mine. 
And from the heart, I knew these rhymes were... “never mind” (never mine) 
Broken like the fixture of silver that trimmed the mirror
When the fear of my interior split it into its slivers
More than just a battle, truly every waking movement’s
Like the blues and every wavelength vaguely adjacent to it
I know it’s foolish, but expecting takes practice
I took upon my faith, equipped, and dispatched it
God granted passage in seas for thick masses
(So I’m) Wishing for a spectrum in the midst of pitch blackness

Former sense of preparation turns illusion
When the milestones are too large to lift than they used to
Can’t live without you, my God, I want to face You... 
Twenty-three prayers from a kid who longs to break through

Father, please forgive me for the arrogance that scars me
And bear within me fruit on every terrace of my heartbeat
Take my selfish, turn it into selfless
And show me the true meaning of repentance
I want to give praise to Your name, but distracted by praises of others
Change my aim, lens, focus, and shutter
Please forgive the fact at times my faith is trapped in the gutter
Please forbid the acts of sin and all its powerful clutches
Please heal the broken baggage that I carry voluntarily
And bury all its merit and the weight that be impairing me
Purify my heart: dismiss the clutches of the briar
Melt away my sickness... I trust in the Messiah
So take away my craving for the lust and the desire
And toss it in the furnace: make it bust within the fire
14, 15. Speak to me Your Will, and Father teach me how to be in it
Take from me my all: for you say there is no median
Place me on the narrow path for when I stray in deviance
And take away whatever if it keeps me in obedience
18. 19. Forgive my: anger, impatience, and pride
20. Forgive those anchors that lay deep inside
I want to be man You called me to be. 
And experience the freedom- how you bought it for me. 
21. Talking is cheap. So Father, put your arms around me
So I could show em through my life of how you’re conscious of me
22.Bless my: family, fans, and all my friends
23. And show Yourself again and again... Amen

 

Hourglass (Remix)

Time unravels the layers we need to hide the scars
The rhyme enables the prayer to feed the silent hearts
I dream the least of these will reach into the highest star- 
...see the galaxy... gleam across the sky of Mars
We're all broken, but together we are priceless shards
Life's a masterpiece- and pride defile the finest art
...And this place is so dangerous. 
...The moon hides away its face... its so ashamed of us
Far from perfect and the little girls are hurting- 
-Scars furnishing the surface like their skin and hearts are worthless
Burning... her face into the sour back hand
Since when did "man" turn into a coward's last stand? 
-A true man abandons the cannon he can't man
And handles humility down a path can't plan
Time is of the essence to empower rap fans
So my hands'll make a castle with the hourglass sand

Approach the homeless while I'm gloating in this coat of arms
I know it's hard, the snow is harsh- I got a frozen heart - 
It's so cold, it got me closing up these open arms- 
-I play the hand that's dealt to me; they look like hopeless cards
Cursed inheritance... projecting all my arrogance
to shoot up into heaven now its raining dead seraphim
Like a kitten be kicking a ball of yarn- 
-I got... Grace in my heart, my chest, legs and arms
- it hurts to learn the truth... when it surfaces above
I'm lurking in my blood from the person that I love
Better context, drawing the connection... 
My efforts for success is for blessing my whole collective
Striving for perfection is a never-ending lesson
- dedication to reception to the funeral procession
It's time for the succession, I'm here lead the chosen- 
-Like Moses; with faith that provokes an ocean open

Make way, you clouds, the sun is coming out
So put down your grudges, 'cause time is running out
God, paint the sky, the sun is coming out
Let's learn to forgive, 'cause time is running out
Farewell to the night, the sun is coming out
End all the hate, 'cause time is running out
Grace is renewed when the sun's coming out
So let's learn how to love, 'cause time is running out

 

Spirit Bomb

Special delivery- consider this a victory speech- 
I’m a... king to you geeks, start kissing “the feet” 
“Fade” cats in the evening- catch a “clip” in your sleep
Stain prints on your sheets and then I “rinse and repeat” 
Dribble heat over beats, so simple and sweet: 
Responding to drama with a fat dimple and cheeks
The way I’m “souping up” tracks, I guess I’m “pimpin the beat” 
The way my flow “kick...” kids flinch to my feet
--My knee thigh leap high like Bruce Lee when my feet fly
Technique so raw I make sushi look deep fried... 
...Speech organized like an elite crime
Steeze refined... before I could read lines
--Didn’t come over night, experience “kneads” time
Neat rhymes plus skill be “sweeter” than “key lime-” 
-Drop! ...the key ingredients making the “heat rise” 
Possibilities are “endless,” but Anak eats “Pi” (pie) 

Hip Hop! It’s the essence, and it’s deeper than appearance, y’all
Hip Hop! The independent scene is reaching through your speaker, dog
Hip Hop! Never ending legacy passing the lyrics on
So hold your -arms to the sky like we casting a Spirit Bomb

My mic check is like a hard right-left to your tight chest
A slight Shoyruken make you float like a life vest... 
...Your “hits” won’t “blow,” more like a light breath
Like Russian vampires... y’all wanna “bite neck (Nak).” 
So don’t mind me, I’m just out here to damage ya
Rappers get “sprayed” don’t mettle with my canister
Atomosk, burning galaxies is on my calendar
And making smoke rise like Medical Mechanica
The Full Metal Alchemist out here to merk you
And trans”muting” whack hip hop without a “circle...” 
... “Breaking the ‘limits’” of the game like a curfew
Fight until my Ultima Weapon be turning purple
Your first, and last name, quick picture of your face
Erased! I am Yagami Light’ing the place
I push rap forward; I’m a talented engine
Who mastered the rasengan in a matter of seconds

 

 

Demonstrate (Tribute to Japan)

Circle the city seven times as I’m calling on the heavens
The walls of animosity be falling for the better
God’s a modern artist and He’s drawing us together
So brother, it’s time to demonstrate regardless of the weather
Unity tends to contend hysteria
Love em like my own fam, friends, and carriers
Pour my heart out to every anguished area
Knowing that love breaks language barrier
So I give it all I can, trying to live in His commands
Love Him first with all your heart... then loving your fellow man
If Hip Hop is a vessel to bless the whole collective: 
I’m holding the reins of the talent
Because love be the base- foundation in place- 
All the rest just hangs in the balance- 
So chin up to the sky, now, both eyes open
It’s time to demonstrate, both arms wide open
Elevating dopeness with the sole focus
Of resonating hope with these vocal motions
So keep love moving like a locomotion
Afloat on the ocean, yo let’s keep rowing
...So when the planet be rocking a cold shoulder
Let the love rain down, let’s knock the walls over
...So when the planet be rocking a cold shoulder
Let the love rain down, let’s knock the walls over

 

Open Up

Exponential increments, we elevate the vision
With precision and the rhythm “instrumental” to the lyricist
Energy is filling- from the cellar to the ceiling
Turn you into Hellen Keller ‘cause the way that you be “feeling it” 
Illustrate love with every color and deliver it
To every single kingdom and every one of its villages
I’m in the business of appraising your significance: 
Administer provisions for the sick and the afflicted
Rhyming for your wisdom; time is in submission: 
It’s a critical decision for a Spiritual revision
Unity in faith is the basis of the mission
We be bridging up the distance of the spiritual divisions
Sin is like cancer; put it in remission
And cutting the cell division, ain’t bluffing you come and get it
I’m... like a chemist and combining basic elements
Of faith, hope, love for every neighbor, every relative
Every tongue, every knee; waiting on the heavens
But until the day comes: art makes it all relevant
Check... I got a job to do... I demolish obstacles that block ya view
Like a doctor, now open your opticals- conquer “impossible” with the God in you
And there’s one in two ways: but you gotta choose
So you better “pick ‘up” ‘cause He’s “calling you.” 

The lesson is to lessen the complexity indefinitely
Insecurity is steady wrecking me in seconds for me
Hollywood is telling me I ain’t nothing special.. 
Especially the fact that I’m not physically pleasant
See my stature lacking density, I need an acne remedy, 
And if I want to rap, I need tats and a felony
--Every blog post either makes me feel cuddly
Or points out the fact that I’m just real ugly
I want to tell you this love is superficial
-But I’m hypocritical ‘cause even I’m feeling miserable
...But what would happen if we loved each other? 
What would happen if we dropped it and hugged each other? 
Despite our dirt... and all our hurts
What would happen if we knew the truth about our worth? 
Is it misunderstanding, or grand deception? 
Let’s start understanding and stand, my brethren

 

Let's Choose Life

Once dead- “rise from the water-” heed to the psalmist
I’m “swamped” you could barely see the reeds in the tall mist
The hug from a stranger, the scene of a prom’s kiss
A love so subtle like trees in the calm wind
I bring forth the “peace” therefore, incomplete- 
And we all play a “part:” pre-pare unity
Make haste with great strength like bodies of boxers
Let’s “seize” (seas) opportunities like bodies of aqua
‘Cause life is a test and it’s truly the hardest
I try my best to keep truth apart from the tar pits
Lessons work best when it’s rooted in hardship
It takes a wise man to find beauty in darkness
And flesh always follows the road the mind takes
So without dope, I will lead to a “high” place
-But evil advances the moment I’d stray
Devil asked me to dance... but I told him I’m “straight.” 

Let’s choose life. Let’s choose life. 
Throw your arms in the sky, now let’s choose life. 
Let’s choose life. Let’s choose life. 
Leave your past out of sight now, let’s choose life. 
Let’s choose life. Let’s choose life. 
Everybody as one now... let’s choose life. 
Let’s choose life. Let’s choose life. 
And we’ve only begun now... let’s choose life. 

More addicting than a drug is the taste of your purpose: 
The face of a servant with the faith in his service
It takes more than will to face pain and endurance: 
But greatness equates to the grace in a person
I crave for the vision like a blind man’s wish
So a man comes along to mix grime and spit
How sweet be the sound of amazing grace
Once blind, now this wretch be in crazy shape: 
To run laps ‘round Jericho, ‘walk’ what we talks
And to “lift up” his brothers, bench press with his cross
Freedom’s never “won,” but to some, it can “too” 
Without “trinity,” it’s just something you can’t do
And Solomon’ll shiver to consider the bright rose
...To picture the rivers sugar coated in white snow
Superficial beauty never passed through time’s flow
... And a corpse ain’t alive even though it’s in nice clothes

 

Bicycle Chains

A painted red blue sky hovers horizon
I slice through the wind like tigers in alignment
With straggling gazelles, as I paddle with these legs
Over hills, over swells, while I calibrate these brakes
I tightened every nut while placing tension on the chain
...This biking’s like the oxygen that freshens up the brain
I’m climbing in velocity like toddlers as they walk and see
The world in exploration while they’re shocked at their autonomy
It stimulates my body like a shot of strong coffee
As my eyes and the setting sun connected like apostrophe
The wind skims my face like a finger on the pages
Of a book while the reader’s picking up the key phrases
Ride full force, if I fall, and eat pavement
And if I get ‘called,’ He could probably ‘re-raise it’ 
The sun’s about the set... the sky is repainted- 
I can’t ‘discriminate’ the ‘color’: that would be racist
Peddled through the darkness, I mount to see places
But live with no regret, no doubts and restatements
And if I could, I’d sum my life up in three statements: 
Love me, love now, ride now replay it

And there is no such thing as back peddling, is there... 
‘Cause if you’re guard’s down, life’s far from a fixed gear
There is no such thing as back peddling, is there... 
We all fall down... life’s hardly a fixed gear
[Repeat] 

And all I know is life could be the straw to break the camel back
It’s hard to be responsible for wrong and take account for that
You’re called to take a stand before the Judge but no amount of facts’ll
Save you from the cages and the wages that the sin attracts... 
And so he peddled till his skin is cracked
Hid behind his fantasy and rode until his lips were chapped
It’s the insanity of pride
...Entices his humanity, abandoning his cry
So he doesn’t need help, he’s as free as the sky
He’s fine... just leave him with his mind and his bike
Defiance and plight, look inside him and find
No kindness... reason or rhyming in sight
In a tone full of pride, he said “My name is ‘Righteous’” 
He claims he could peddle at the speed of lightning
Gripped with both handles as he kicked with timing... 
While signing the edge of the canyon... rising
And finally, he leapt so every eye can see
While he soared above the crevice screaming “I am free.” 
All jaws hit the floor, and they began to worship
The spectacle of man who commands his purpose
Suddenly, in seconds all his speed was dropping
So he flapped with legs till his knees were popping
Softly, the audience fell to deep silence
Then the man hit the ground with a crash so violent
The moral of the story’s that a man can’t commit
To fly to heaven without ever landing abyss
There’s no such thing as back peddling games
His disciples went home all pondered the same: 
Is this true freedom? Or it’s all in his brain? 
I guess, in end... even bikes have chains... 
This is either true freedom, or it’s all in my brain- 
-In the end... I guess even bikes have chains... 

-Though there’s no such thing as back peddling, that’s clear... 
We let our guard down, but I am not going to stand here
There is no such thing as back peddling, it’s clear... 
We all fall short... there’s a God who could fix fear.

 

Night Sky

I made friends with a flight of steps upon an empty balcony
and stepped onto the surface of the mind
It must have been a while, since she pouted with a face
looking at me like: “you never call me Nak, you never try” 
Another cold night on the top caught walking on the roof
As I fall into another cracked tile
I always thought the moon could inspire if your head’s cocked sideways
So now it’s looking like a fat smile
I’m sorry for neglecting you, I know it’s been a while
Since we met face to face eye to eye
Exhale the warm air, wipe the mirror to the soul
As I tossed all my “sorry’s” in the sky! 

Let’s go! 

And I wonder if the stars ever sit on God’s terrace
and view me with an equal adoration
And I wonder if the thunder ever trembles at the grumble
of the stomachs of a hungry generation
Another verse for meditation a heart full of prayer
a pocket full of wishes for comets that fly by
Imagination nauseates upon tall places
and it vomits beneath the night sky
And these past few years been the toughest
plundering the comfort out of this rough mattress
I had to gather with the Father on the roof of the palace
reflect upon the tough chapters: 
‘Character development,’ ‘theme,’ ‘plot,’ and ‘context’ 
Discipline is currency for purchasing your progress
And the ‘cover’ and ‘genre,’ but ‘content’s’ 
the cost of revival: from coffin to onset
I either have an allergy for symmetry
Or baffled at the beauty, captivated by the twinkling
The fashion of the infinite, I’ve not the slightest inkling
But stars flicker reminiscent of the Father blinking

Upon the wings of an eagle, I uplift the people
With freedom and healing that rests in the sequel
Seek first the kingdom, now the tempest is see-through
The voice in your soul is attempting to reach you
Upon the wings of an eagle, I uplift the people
Freedom and healing it rests in the sequel
Seek first the kingdom, now the tempest is see-through
The voice in your soul is attempting to reach you

So pause and reflect we forgot what we look like
Attempt to replicate but never seem to look right
We barter soul for whatever seems to looks nice
We seek truth from the sunrise to goodnight

So give praise by appraising every lesson ever learned
As the warm summer breath comes caressing every Word: 
The trail’s full of hurt, though progression is uncertain
Have faith He’s directing every turn
Another confirmation; shooting star passes
I call upon His name refueling a snuffed passion
While the act of uprooting tough habits
Is hard when you lack practice and your stance stays passive
So now I’m back to this movement of active improvement
With passion so ruthless a track to induce it
Subdue comfort: atrophy of mind
I realized, packed, and stashed it all behind
Pageantry of lies and the vanity of style
Just give me God, sky, and a canopy of tile
My eyes feast on the blackest canvas
Time speaks spinning on a backwards axis
It’s like the planet’s doing everlasting backflips
Mystery and Science can’t match the handprint
Infinite musician... universe is music
Strung together seamless celestial legato
When life is so “short” I’m suggesting that God knows
Stars above our heads look a lot like staccatos
It’s a heavenly concerto- creation in progress
Masterful touch as it “accents” the concepts
And no man can fathom this level of complex
Six days had passed like “allegro” then God “rest” 
I’m just a kid who sees the night differently
An art gallery of masterful capability
So God bring clarity and send the rain of heaven
For a clear bright night and another waning crescent

Upon the wings of an eagle, I uplift the people
With freedom and healing that rests in the sequel
Seek first the kingdom, now the tempest is see-through
The voice in your soul is attempting to reach you
Upon the wings of an eagle, I uplift the people
Freedom and healing it rests in the sequel
Seek first the kingdom, now the tempest is see-through
The voice in your soul is attempting to reach you

It’s reflection. 
Be still.

 

Sunrise

It’s another sound for the hopeful- resounding the vocals
Abounds in the now, back down to the old school
Found in the mountains; it drowns in the coastal
From man with a crown to the average of town folk
The tallest of them buildings... every province, every city
From ground underneath to the top of the ceiling: 
A tall squeal for hope drowns audible grieving
Wisdom’s on streets and she oughta be screaming
We seek for the meaning and bleed for the purpose
Deceiving our peers with the strength on the surface
Concealing the pain: so we spend and we purchase
Expensive with splurges, but still feeling worthless
I’m here to say... if you rise, then it’s worth it
Scars only bring about strength to the dermis
Perfection involves every flame in the furnace
And true hope’s synonymous with pain and endurance

The sun needs to set way before it ever rises
We will never let the dark times come define us

So rise and shine! 
Reach into your destiny
Now rise and shine! 
Now repeat: “this was meant for me!” 
The sun needs to set way before it ever rises
But we will never let the dark times come define us

I lack the consistency crash systemically
Additionally addicted to illicit rationalities
I’m fidgeting with my fingers as I’m sitting upon uncertainty
Extinguishing that certainly these images are murking me
I lurk about the outskirts of eternal burning furnace
Yearning... God reactivate my lack of pure discernment
If there’s any other way, Father, take from me the chalice
But He said that cowardice will never take me to the palace
The townspeople laughed at my challenge to the dragon
This road is too narrow for the baggage that I’m dragging
My walk with God’s lagging like a caravan and wagon
I feel like life’s faster than the “famine on a stallion” 
Trapped as I’m famished in backwardness of action: 
Extracting these passions in... “seconds of a fraction” 
I’m acting and poised to rejoice in these null chords
Speaks with authority endorsed with no force
Closed is the Word, lukewarm and so forth
So I don’t even think that there’s a “point” in his dull “sword” 
And if it isn’t Christ, tell me what is this pulse for? 
‘Cause I just want to see me transformed in this cold corpse
So light up my steps and I put my best forward
Never holding me back; sever seven fresh cords
Fractured’s the path to the road of my endeavors
And though you may have won the battle; but this hope is mine forever. 

And this sadness never ever gets the best of me
Revival is, in essence, bringing death to every elegy
Mind of a child opens up the gate of heavenly
What’s the use in logic when the truth is elementary? 
You are not a threat to me, taking back my destiny
Cultivate the roots and now it’s blessing my heredity
Now rise and shine! Revival every morning
Cause hope is in the “Son” and that’s exactly how it’s meant to be.

 

Fealty

‘Cause NAK’s your a typical gentleman, Juliet on a precipice
An energetic spirit meshed in critical gentleness
Poetic allegory with a visual elegance: 
Sword of heavy elements, splitting physical sediment
Embedded on my dagger is indelible Latin
My travels shredding up the fabric... satin cape dragging
Chivalry mastered with incredible passion; 
Centripetal slash into the head of a dragon
Embark upon a quest to wipe the dust from off the honor
And not a single foe will touch the luster of the armor
The honorary son to an everlasting Father
Conquering the darkness with an alabaster jargon
You, pervasive darkness, I’m your counteractive challenger
Who fuels the flaming hearts of righteousness in every champion
Tool amalgamated with an everlasting caliber
You fools don’t want a duel with the commander of Excalibur

So this is for my... liege
This is for my... Lord
Your words are my... reason: 
This will be my sword
This is for my... King
And this is for my... God
I live for every... beat: 
Now this will be my... heart

So I comply unto the Lord’s might; fellowship in warm light
He molds the warrior with both intelligence and foresight
Brotherhood will cover short comings restore height
Ignore fright, charges to inevitable sword fight
Masterful, multilateral perception
He invested in my destiny, I fed it and I kept it
I built upon it, broke upon it, cut it and and dissect it
And in my bloody palms I held my heart with all its treasure
Coward to empowered, and I can’t begin to fathom
Why frequently the seemingly sheepish are picked to battle
I beg to the ask the question, my liege. In half a second
My lead to my redemption lost focus and direction
The path of the kings is paved with sharp briar
I slashed with my swings and blazed like harsh fire
Sparks fly, ricochet off the armed fighter
And through my sharp vision, you’ll find my heart’s kinder

Truth at my waist, salvation on my face
Righteous breast plate with a shield full of faith
Voice of the emcee’s sword in his speech
I run with the beat with the peace at my feet
‘Cause rap ain’t a game, it’s a battle for the soul
The walls of the mind well fortified and cold
The method of the old couldn’t even break a hole
So I round about the catapults to load then I pull
The towers of Babel will fall, crumbling
The cowards and heartless are caught stumbling
Devour the darkness and all underlings
Thundering beneath the Earth awakening the slumbering
You warriors, rise and set the standard
You generals, ride into the vanguard
A kingdom advancing and now it can’t stop
Every heart alive now rise and put your hands up

This is for my... liege
This is for my... Lord
Your words are my... reason: 
This will be my sword
This is for my... King
This is for my... God
I live for every... beat: 
Now this will be my... heart

 

City Love Song (Remix)

This stress is so old, but the moon is still young
I adapt to the smog- developing steel lungs
Let’s abandon this life for just this one night
I’m on a date with the angels until the sun rise
It’s like my passion and actions are a magnet
With opposite reactions; in fact, they’re attracted
And I’m so infatuated with her soul so attractive
The beauty of her fashion; now Cupid’s my assassin
Imagination wanting more than a tease
I’ll compete until my essence be absorbing her steeze
Take the keys from the jeans, as we thrust to the street
Gas touch floor, and the clutch will release

Now I’m stuck to the seat, me and gravity hug tight
I’m pushed back; like I wasn’t holding the gun right
A flood of insight, when the mood is completed
The windows fully rolled down, the moon roof receded
Fitted and adidas be caressed by the speakers
That’s in through one ear, with blue-tooth- like features
-And if the city is a forest then the buildings are the cedars
Exploring every corner before the coroner sees us
-Lone orator finally found a companion
Manifested in the barren metropolitan canyon
And the night light covers like a drape or a blanket
It ain’t the same than what they got described in the pamphlet
Life’s a sound track, when this car goes faster- 
-Add a session with the city then the tracks are mastered
Los Angeles attached to my heart, like a laniard
-And when my car’s in transit, these angels are the passengers

Maneuvering it faster, through the tunnels and land bridges
Entranced by the lights, metaphysical back flipping
The mastiff of rap ish, a passion for hand-lin’ 
Craft that enamors these chicks with attraction
It’s infinity; the city completing the symphony
Proficiently; but with these lyrics are my affinity
Love slice the air with precision through vicinities
Elegant and delicate agility and symmetry
And music is the session; with speech, we jam well
With enough soul to make a Jazz piece look stale
-Let’s ditch the safe side, tonight we take chance
Getting lost in the bliss till buildings can breakdance

So set the tone baby, cause I want feel your breath alone
According to my tempo, my heart beat’s the metronome
Let me take the lead, and you could follow full heartedly
Reciting you my song, while you’re singing me the harmony
It’s Romeo and Juliet; so hold me close and truly yet
I’m lonely so I’m taking these emotions and I’m fooling it
I pray you fall from a tall place, and fast too
Cause that’s the only way I could run fast and catch you
So attached to... the woman standing in my mirror image
-Imperfection’s my only way of showing heroism
It’s lyricism simply ‘cause I ain’t the best addressing ya
Poetry, cause I ain’t the best confessing love
Longing for what’s better, for my always and forever
And I be first to admit; I’m a novice giving pleasure
-And through the sickness of the Winter to the Summer’s embrace
I spill my heart for you at night and we can watch the sky illuminate
It’s hard to estimate on what time we will get there
Cause bliss makes time feel suspended in mid air
If wish it’d be fair to wish that could be time altered
I’ll savor every moment till it turns to nostalgia. 
So meet me at the altar, cause I’m waiting where the service is
Despite the nervousness, you know my love for you is permanent
I can’t wait ‘till we’re alone... just your beauty with the sun and I
I wrote for you a poem but the lyrics turned to butterflies
Your lullaby the best at inspiring the inner child in me
Preaching it so vibrantly; yet you’re speaking so silently
It’s sexy how you got me deciphering all the irony
If I could only carry our future inside this time machine
I’m in love with these angels; if your streets could talk, 
Imma hug em till I’m just another piece of chalk
Your love’s a firing squad, so baby fire at will. 
I pray that when I gaze into you, time would just stand still

 

Scarred Hearts (Remix)

This is not a song- it’s a session of vomiting purging my psychological stomach of all its troubles
I’m not as strong as I’m infected with iniquity contributing this misery- my spirit’s under rubble
Sitting now in this dimly lit expanse- I'm afflicted with reflections of my previous romantics
I held her hand, but she was clearly in a trance, when euphoria was managed, she abandoned me and vanished
I need a feather that will lead me to an angel, to restore me to the specimen who used to be so capable
I hear the message but I'm deafened to the context, dilemma is complex, this chain is inescapable
I’m basting in a situation that’s relatable- and yet my cellular is faced with limited activity
There’s over 12 billion hands on this planet, but not one is extended to my vicinity. literally
I need her now- despite indefinite efforts to convince myself with every single lecture- just forget her
So watch me pull myself together, with the help of Helter Skelter- cleverly adapted to this padded shelter
-(You know...) You’re really pretty, and I’m sure if I were normal we would make a perfect couple with the cuddling and giggles
-But notice that I'm a zombie, I’m infected with a virus spilling words on this papyrus that are far from artificial
You’re sympathetic, but I know you’re hypocritical these women are assassins underneath all the seduction
And in this market, I’m a hated politician, but my entourage is funded, so you can’t bring all of those guns in
I’m not a pessimist, I could elaborate and you’d be first to hear my story ‘cause no one was ever curious
It’s not the fact that I’m not wishing for the best... just the best is something I don’t think I’ve ever had experienced
I try to watch the sun rise, but every single time I go outside it gets hazy and starts raining
I’m trying to make things right- but my writing hand is broken from boxing 12 rounds with frustration
My gut’s aching- if love is a battlefield, I’m down to my last appendage as I’m screaming for a medic. 
If I could tell her one thing-- It would have to be I love her but the fist of her lover makes me regret it

So thank you for the scars, baby, thank you for the lesson
And apology accepted, but I’m already tormented
You could say you truly loved me -you could say this love was precious
But it doesn’t make a difference if it wasn’t your intention

Now look at what you’ve done to me, you took away the sun from me, so now I’m barely less than a shadow of what I used to be
-I fell asleep so comfortably, you promised me security, the fact that I believed it reflecting my immaturity
...I fell for every single thing-you-said- a single thread’s the measure preventing me from insanity
I take a pill for the insomnia to calm the mitochondria, so God heal this spiritual depravity
My only issue is the fact that I’m so bitter and I figure its like liquor- it’s my most precious commodity
I’m recalling your commitment to our future so I dash into the universe- to find you weren’t following
And It’s ironic but its easier to spill my heart and guts and deepest secrets to that figure thats anonymous
And every cretin comes speaking with that witty observation that my physical features are lacking proper rest
You seem concerned at my emotional crying but yet it’s obvious your prying is purely of obligation
Do me a favor, I don’t want your hard labor- when its blatant that you’re faking your pity communication
I’m steady pacing- this brazen emptiness is giving way to these temptations- I bathe in dark feelings
...These reoccurring visions haunt me when I’m sleeping- and that dream catcher on the ceiling harboring these demons
If all possible, please save me from this obstacle, I’m searching for a scapegoat to blame all of my losses on
...But I realized by staring in this monocle- perhaps it’s my fault for simply being irresponsible
(Nak, how’ve you been?) Well lately, it’s been gravy... But I think found the lady, or the one I call my “baby” 
-And I think she’s made for me, and I’m thinking fate’s with me- and I can’t believe I was so naive to say those things
I won’t deny that I'm internally bloody but I’m learning that these stupid mistakes will make me stronger
-despite the open gashes, God use it to my benefit, these wounds are like me medicine- I’m feeble no longer
-murder me, deserted me dirtily, a disease so cleverly manifested as my rescue
-I thank God that you hurt me, if it wasn’t for your workings- I would still be that weak little boy before I met you

So thank you for the scars, baby, thank you for the lesson
And apology accepted, but I’m already tormented
You could say you truly loved me -you could say this love was precious
But it doesn’t make a difference if it wasn’t your intention

 

All Alone (Remix)

I’ll impart with the knowledge- a spark in the darkness
An artist apart with a heart for catharsis
Hard fist frostbitten scarred lips
Resonate the gift- reminiscent of guitar picks
So I wander the farthest the waters uncharted
-The sun doesn’t rise like a shark in a tar pit
-So lets follow the stars right back where we started
(That’s ironic) I’ve been lost since I departed

The thrill is long gone, my soul is so cold
The quest now unfolds... composure won’t hold
I’m alone, as I lust for the trust that I know
On a dark road covered in the gust of the snow
And one touch from the wind’s like a knife to the skin
While I’m lifting the burden of my sin from within
And behold... my stone heart’s froze to the bone
Up above my dome is a full moon... no glow
A syndicate of snowflakes quick to be hitting me
...A white blizzard limiting the visibility
-Critically conditioned, I’m lingering with infirmities
Frozen land, each step feels like eternity
...And Mother nature ain’t showing me any courtesy
Below freezing- suck the life out of the Mercury
-I link up the map, take a drink from the flask
And walk the black path on the brink of collapse

-Both eyes glued to the moon, the pursuit for the truth, 
As I move to the tune- there ain’t much I could do
-Trapped in a froze tomb in the sadness of night
Navigate through the woods in the absence of light
With the clothes on my back, backpack of uncertainty
And certainly... (I know the cold is gonna murder me) 
And am I still alive? I could picture every pace
Yet I still can’t feel both hands or my face

Am I even half way? Blood cold like a murderer
-Starting to believe my trajectory is circular
-I’ve been here before, I pray to be delivered
But I’m gullible... -the prison always whispers I’m a sinner
-Maintain to stay sane trying spark up a flame
But regardless, I remain in the same place
Nonetheless, life- freedom I’m determined to wager
So God up in heaven... listen to my prayer

--I would kill to survive, so provide me the remedy
And when I step inside- I pray their eyes still remember me
And I replied with a pride when implied was the warning
-Only now I understand the advice set before me
--They told me it was stormy, they tried their best to warn me
...I said not to worry. Thats the end of the story. 
-I’m sick and deformed, and I miss being warm
So stitch up my spirit, my soul is so torn
-So God, hoist up the light, fill the void in my heart
Somethings missing like a night sky devoid of the stars
I’ve lost my innocence, no more toys in the yard
It’s embossed in my skin... now poison the scars
I hate resentment... soul longs for repentance
-My body rather die before it ever gets corrected
-The future is uncertain if I end up lamented
So God up in heaven, --I’m in need of intervention

I’m so sorry and I swear to you I meant it
Every second of this penance feels like a life sentence
If I could reverse life, I would choke down my pride
-show my selfishness a quick way to the exit
I want to say sorry, I’m sorry I didn’t listen
I hardly deserve forgiveness for my hardheaded decisions
-I’d bow and beg until my own back and legs sore
I’m sorry... ‘cause I know- this has all been said before
I swear, my rebellion is unhealthy
I come on bent knees, now please will you help me! 
And I chose to be deserted, now I know it wasn’t worth it
If you open up the door, I know I don’t even deserve it
I’m certain... with every impulse in my nervous
I’d manipulate my body to disciplining my worthlessness
But only if see you again... 
And that’s what I would have said if my life didn’t end... 

So I depart with this last, one sided correspondence
Saying the same thing, in my mind, a thesaurus
-Alone in the Heavens with a scar in my heart
As I resonate the gift with regrets in my harp
-I wandered the farthest the waters uncharted
-The sun didn’t rise, so my body fell hardest
If only you could hear me as my soul is above you... 
I wish before I died, I would’ve told you that I loved you...

 

I Still Love You (Remix) 

A face laced with depression is gazing in my direction
Like an angel who’s rejected from heaven, stripped of his blessing
And I can hardly recognize the man who stands in my reflection
My clenched hand’s the weapon, I smash mirrors to segments
A mask of perfection- that’s cracked from the tension
I ran toward redemption; collapsed at the entrance
I rap for an answer to these passionate questions
My heart’s torn open, and the scabs are infected
...I need security, and all that endowment
She said she’ll give it to me, yet she’s awkwardly balanced
I’ll hold your shot glass, while you’re vomiting invasive
And baby, you gotta save me, see, I’m wandering aimless
The truth of the matter is that I’m used to disaster
...Prepare for the worst (expect the worst after) 
“...Wanted” signs on every corner of this island
My smile went missing, please call me when you find it

I still love you, I don’t care what you say. 
...I still love you, I’m so carried away
I know there’s heartbreak even if I try staying
But I don’t mind if I gotta die waiting. 

A night filled with light laughter a nice party
I saw you holding hands with him, and skipped five heart beats
Enemy armies breach the security
They cut my arms off as I reached for the purity
What vexes me most, are memory ghosts
Depression is a vector infecting every host
And the message that I wrote... that I cork with a wet kiss
Was sent the F back to me in form of a death wish
I like to think you still think about me
But I think I’m over thinking and my thinking is weak
So F Wall Street... I’m cold- investing in heat
I once saved your every message, (now I’m pressing delete) 
I’m testing my reach... I’m too short to touch heaven
And it’s funny... how you loved me then you broke me in seconds
Now its sadness... My hand is authoring madness
My pain’s enough to baffle any doctor in practice

I still love you, I don’t care what you say. 
...I still love you, I’m so carried away
I know there’s heartbreak even if I try staying
But I wouldn’t mind it I gotta die waiting. 

I’m still remembering our promises; and clinging to our sentence
And the difference is you didn’t, but I actually meant it
I thought that I would make it, yet I’m borderline- tentative
We got a huge chance of rain- (four times the percentages) 
...I hate the television telling me it’s natural
It’s negative; how they distort the real from the actual- 
-But imma hold my roots, pray to God and stay practical
And when I make moves, NAK remain tactical
-I give it all to you, Lord God
So give me just a small quick glimpse of Your heart
He told me to let go, (forget it) cause forgiveness is key
Leave the past where it is and start following Me
So I love you and forgive you- though you don’t feel the same
I just had to let you know before I go on my way. 
And now I come on bent knees to ask God for the recipe
He said, “Guard your heart;” cause lately it’s affecting me. 

I still love you, I don’t care what you say. 
...I still love you, and you’re always in my prayers
I know there’s heartbreak even if I try waiting
But God’s got a bigger plan, so I ain’t staying

I still love you, I don’t care what you say. 
...I still love you, and that will never change
I know there’s heartbreak if you’re staying in my memories- 
-But if it’s Gods will- I’ll run back to you eventually

 

Memoir (Remix) 

 

I’m twenty years young but I still look like fifteen
Conveying big dreams with these heavenly sixteens
Mentally quick speed, I toke the hardest of bars
With a target that be focused on the farthest of the stars
Sit back and reminiscence in the heart of guitar
I’ll fight hard until my body is apart of the tar
...pardon my scars, because things don’t always work as I plan
You’re listening to Heartfelt. 

I was a pretty normal kid, in this pretty normal world.. 
Left the city for the suburbs in a corner of the world
I used to play with fake guns and make them frames flip
Crash em’ toy whips until the paint chipped
...My dad was on a ship, and mom worked a steady shift
So she ditched me with her siblings and they all had plenty kids
-I was the youngest in the group; age differences were huge
My cheeks suffered oodles of kisses for being cute
Only child to boot... the kid was lonely too
The only thing he could do... was think and envision
While my friends were always talking about the thing on television
I’m pretending that this stick is a weapon - and I’m defending victims
-Those were the days, and if it wasn’t for them
It’s probably safe to say I wouldn’t be the person I am
-So to my family who raised me, I’m eternally grateful
I love you all to death, consider this as my “thank you.” 

Now I remember when I used to piss off my every teacher
It was frequent that the dean required me to make a feature- 
And not mention my complexion was familiar in the detention
My devilment was all for the attention and adrenaline
...Since pops taught me how to mount on a bike
To when I used to scrim fives, Counter Strike all night
I was the talkative type, but dang, I couldn’t relate
When I left private school for one funded by state
About half a school year I didn’t have a single friend
Holding my lunch I spent about a buck and fifty cents
It was evident, and definite, I was invisible
So I put on headphones to escape the ridicule
Used to handle CD’s before the mp3’s
Bumping Canibus, Technique, and JMT
Wait and see, the kid began pick up the knack
Started to rap, with the monicker of Anak
And I was part of the battling, lingering in crew beef
Like shots of liquor, I caught a buzz with this cool speech- 
For you people who ignored me, I’m eternally grateful
I love you all to death, consider this as my “thank you.” 

When I thought I had it made and things were going my way
God called my name out, so I made an about face
Used to want to beat my rivals with verses and murk herbs
But Bible verses made me stop dropping them curse words
...A long story short, the after years were amazing
It was crazy, trading in recklessness for 180s. 
I’m showing up at bible study, needing someone to share
The word of God, despite the fact I was the only one there
...I was so tired of sneaking like a hidden affair
Was a victim of the weather with my vision impaired
So clear the tempest; my spirit was in critical care
...fast forward to the present, now his spirit prepared
Grown up. I’m kinda nervous cause life still isn’t easy
In my third year in nursing, the youth group I’m leading
Still this heart break trying slip out the speakers
And I’ll admit I’ve been depressed since I split with Maria
It sucks.. so I took the Word, began to read up
But I re-up, look to the sky now I see doves
I can’t fake it. I’m squashing all the clutches of Satan
You should know that NAK just so determined to make it
--So make haste into the future, drop a beat, imma tear it
Stay constant... speed bumps scrape the undercarriage
Me and hip hop... tighter than engagement or a marriage
Every moment imma cherish, every mic imma damage
And hold weight like the matter that’s suspending the planets
So with aggression, imma leave my impression up on this canvas
-To everybody in my life, to everybody who was faithful
Little Daniel gonna make it... I love you all and I thank you.

 

Future Mistake (Remix) 

I hate you endlessly for pretending that we were meant to be
you broke more than my heart; you murdered my whole identity
the breath in me is crashing steadily, agony left in me. 
Left me with a broken and ruptured and shattered memory. 
You were my everything that soon escaped in my nothing. 
I feel my heart is clutching a blade of serrated cutting. 
You said you’ll always love me, but it’s radiant you’re bluffing
as we gravitate; toward the transition to kissing to cussing
Dearly missing to fussing I’m so disgustingly unlucky
how time’s pass... made the chain of our promises rusty. 
Nothing other than the unbearable throbbing of this wound, 
I can’t stand and move.. I don’t know what to do. 
A friend said it’s best to leave the past to uncover what’s new, 
I don’t want nothing if it’s got nothing to do with you. 
And I know it’s really something for a man to shed tears. 
I thank you so much for giving me my best years. 

Irresistible as usual; her features so suitable. 
Her body is developed, the Devil is so beautiful. 
Let her lock me up and corner me into a cubicle; 
and I want to scream “I love you” but I know it isn’t mutual. 
Irresistible as usual; her features so beautiful
I love it when she makes my existence feel like a funeral. 
Perfect from her hair, make-up, down to her cuticles... 
and I just want to scream “I love you” but I know it isn’t mutual. 

I’m sorry for my differences, but this is what I gotta do
I won’t sleep until I have erased every thought of you. 
Every trace, the notes compiled in my binder from you. 
‘Cause everything I see’s a cruel reminder of you. 
And I’ll finally break the whip that kept me obedient. 
Drive a stake through the pain that you used to feed me with. 
Moment you’re in range, all the suffering’s immediate. 
I love receiving it, I’m so in love with your greediness. 
Hug and your kiss... I love how they’re so meaningless. 
I love how you’re unable to show me what love’s meaning is. 
But now I’m sick of it, I can’t do this anymore, 
I loved you with all my heart but my aorta is torn. 
Your affection is comprised with this perception of lies. 
Knowing you is a hundred times more potent that suicide. 
I felt alive until you came in my life and colonized. 
Listen to the words on “Future Wife;” you don’t qualify. 

Irresistible as usual; her features so suitable. 
Her body is developed, the Devil is so beautiful. 
Let her lock me up and corner me into a cubicle; 
and I want to scream “I love you” but I know it isn’t mutual. 
Irresistible as usual; her features so beautiful
I love it when she makes my existence feel like a funeral. 
Perfect from her hair, make-up, down to her cuticles... 
and I just want to scream “I love you” but I know it isn’t mutual.

 

March for Education (Remix) 

Passionate pacifists, with the force of a thousand activists
Blacks, Whites, Asians, Natives, Arab and Hispanic kids
Hold your fist high, now we’re ready to abandon ship
Rock this whole planet, right down to where Atlantis is
We are the activists, passion of a thousand savages
Stand in unity- humanity is what our banner is
We are not silent- and we will remain adamant
Access to education- we march as we’re demanding it! 

Today we deface... the face of this atrocity
We are the silver bullets bringing fate to your monstrosity
Stand for education- our posse and camaraderie
Will not be pawns in your game of monopoly
We will not relax, and unlike-that-whack trash
That you feed us through media- I perpetuates facts, 
This is not another scandal- or a track about gats
Not another fallacy- it’s not the “best you ever had.” 
It’s the issue at hand- impacting my brothers too
Causing’ friction with your fiction like streets and rubber do
When I find a target year to graduate, you add another two
In this war, education is a P.O.W. 
So here’s another clue... all your promises are bogus
Although the hope is broken it doesn’t mean that we’re all hopeless
Coincidence there’s profit if we locked up or homeless
Cause when school door closes, the cell block opens
My modus versatile... but its hard to adapt
With high gas, high tax, now the budget is slashed
I gotta max out the plastic’ cause my hand has no cash
After I graduate, I slave to owe it all back... 
My flow attacks those who oppose my education
While you’re busy hastily inflating the inflation
Trading life for dollar signs... Without the compensation
Training young minds to be slaves to corporations
Talking education, you parade your mission statement
You ace the speech, but your credibility is fading
You say we need an educated “next generation” 
Yet you fail to see that they are steadily failing
No safari- but you holding a machete and you’re loving it
Education’s like the vegetation and you’re cutting it
Like Moses sunnin’ Pharaoh... my people have had enough of it
So now we march the summit- we shaking the ground that’s under us

You could call it treason yet you see the truth will seep in
As we to rise reach achievements while your lies will simply deepen
As you’re demeaning knowledge our is society weakened
You’re creating creatures who are unable reason
And you’re dissing my intelligence, neglecting the present
Stop altering the past- projecting your false lessons
My history class is too biased and demented
And now my education is inferior to weapons? 

You’re too arrogant to take heed to all the omens
Philosophers and the prophets have already foretold it
It’s like we’re being punished... And congress demands atonement
I want a bright future, but can’t afford the enrollment
The majority is trapped, slanging drugs and shotties
I say no to budget cuts, and no Illuminati
Defiling human rights, so no to your foreign policies
If Cal State were human, you slashed her whole body
I’m not sorry if my rap causes revolution
I’m not sorry if I’m clarifying the confusion
Certainly not sorry for empowering the youth and
My rights are violated- that’s against the Constitution. 
You crooks. You criminals inflicting the pain
Your campaign wanted change, so you shook up the bank
You gave us three strikes... and if we do to you the same- 
You’d be 25 to life at the start of the game
And you talk a big game about this and that
But when it comes time to act, you fail to do crap
You condition the people to fuel hate for Iraq... 
Yet half the population can’t face it on a map
So I demand an answer, cause I’m honestly stumped
You say we need an education, but the teachers get dumped
And why are children getting dumber, and their test scores suck.. 
But these bombs that we dropping be getting smarter as...

 

Rogue Rap (Remix) 

As I’m confronted by assailants, I won’t implement evasion
I put my steady faith in all the basis of creation
Barricaded within Satan’s camp of concentration
Yet I break the chains- spirit chasing liberation
Live in deliberation, and the deeper in the city
The dimmer faces, I’m seated lingering
Platform train station resonating a prayer
To my God, my creator, to deliver the nation
From the whip, slave ship, and the minimum wages
Similar alliteration the be vaguely related
The innovation with wordplay I’m displaying
Meaningless without taking the lesson I’m conveying
Relay it to the streets, from the children to the veterans, 
But when they hear the message, the response is always negative
I take my lecture back- I try my best to better it
‘Cause when I rap Christ, there’s a much lesser attentiveness

So even though they may refuse to have a listen to the testaments, 
I’m praying that my message will be played in every tenement
Not unto my benefit, but God is my objective
I want the world to see the clarity in my perspective
And though my enemies will persecute and disrespect it
I’ll turn the other cheek no matter how much I’m rejected
Although I’ll lose my body, through his blood that I’m protected
No weapon formed against me- I’ll die to represent it
No method formed against me- I’d rather be beheaded
Although I’ll lose my body, it’s through his blood that I’m protected
I’ll turn the other cheek no matter how much I’m rejected
Even though my enemies will persecute and disrespect it
I want the world to see the clarity in my perspective
Not unto my benefit, but God is my objective
I’m praying that my music will be played in every tenement
I’m spreading Christ’s message- so I’ll deliver it with emphasis

To see the people partner regardless of their complexion
Cradled by the arms of the Maker up in the heavens
When everything is helpless, while you’re lost in the deception, 
I’m asking that you comprehend that Christ will be your exit
No matter your direction or the sins that you’ve committed
The lyrics of the Holy Spirit giving you forgiveness
When everybody's failed you, with nobody to stay true
His cross and nails prove that your burdens will be lifted
Christian is a title- what matters is that you live it
It’s more intricate than just the words that you be spitting
The life that you be living- it’s more than a religion
My purpose on this planet is this, so listen in: 
To grow in Christ’s knowledge, and to handle the truth
Reaching unity in faith, and be mature in the booth
To die to sin, rid of contamination
And lastly is to share Christ with the nations
Connected through the spirit regardless of the appearances
God ain’t a thought, He’s a Love that you experience
Jehovah masterpiece- we’re molded in his image
Created with a purpose, not by chance or experiment
I know that you be hearing it- the rhymes that I wrote
And even though the world laughs, I’m clinging on this hope
It isn’t easy being hated by the neighbors you know
‘Cause before I loved Christ, friends used to be close
Seasons come go, we know the end is coming close
If no man has my back, I’ll simply walk to it alone
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, 
I will lift up the light and battle till my last breath

Until my candle is wax-less, sight is pitch blackness
I’ll raise my voice with the word of God as my caption
-Scream the love of Christ, so every cat can hear
Until it shatters every layer of the atmosphere
When the world is pitch black, every cat can hear, 
The voice of the Anak, and his rap is clear
God be all the glory, my passion sincere
This is Rogue Rap for Christ, new life begins here.

 

Syllable Practice (Remix) 

Spit prolific like cancer- a can of radiation
These statements illuminating and tanning the face of Jason
Diminishing your radiance if you standing adjacent
If rappers do dirt; I’m managing sanitation
My thoughts are exact... but you plan estimations
I’m stealing all the snacks from your class orientation- 
I plan for renovation; you planning resignation
now you curled up in a ball in the center of a basement- 
I’m the reason for your blank face and your pacing
Sucks to lose a battle to an anorexic Asian
My vision is enhanced, advanced in meditation
Collapse lungs, turn you to an atelectic patient- 
No doctor or nurse, or medication’ll save ya
Raps so clean, it’s got an antiseptic flavor
So when he flip the fader, you know my sound shouts
I pick up Igloos... and hit you... with a “round house” 

There’s a mother loving 9 tailed beast up inside of me
My presence in itself; lead to storm watch advisory
Stash the Reynold’s wrap; I foil plots entirely
Nak so “phat” I eat pork chops when ciphering
Be nice to me...I don’t store glocks and knivery
I got rap embedded in my thymine and cytosine
Adenine and guanine, I adamantly palm heat
I bought it from a guy selling airsoft at swap meets
Bust slugs? I play slug bug in jalopies
The way my rap’s buggin; I expect you to sock me
I drop free’s... you reach “the feet” like a sock be
Friction don’t exist to me; homie, you can’t stop me
(You’re so cocky!) Nah, and I’m not one for actin. 
But I rhyme tight like myosin contracting
Regenerate faster; mitosis is rapid
my name is NAK; that’s sodium and potassium

 

Keep Moving (Remix) 

Little boy is deciding to be man
The handle of a dagger he's sliding it in his hands
Straight face with a decorated battle stance
Separating innocence, a fancy for an avalanche
...Driven as an obsessed villain
An untouched spirit with a blood lust vision- 
-Run to the village with a thrill... (now kills it) 
-But guilt kills him; now he wish he was a kid again

Like Marines bleed televised, in front of his mother's eyes
Rudder on Titanic, (iceberg to its underside) 
Sickness in an orphanage; condition where the tummy dies
(I'm crying...) 'cause I miss looking up into a sunny sky... 
...Can't stand this house- I ran out
The rain came down, streets looking like celadon- 
-Camera pans out, showing the dang clouds- 
-All this, now I'm running out of stars I could wish upon? 
I'll admit I'm wrong... at least i'm honest
Bothered with a passion like an angry alcoholic- 
-Cliche sonnets, (the secrets in my closet) 
'Cause Pandoras box ain't enough to hold em all in
So step into the future, and enter a dimension
And sent a picture message to myself in the present - 
(But) -pathetic are my efforts... no matter of the quality... 
-'Cause even on my Tumblr, my past still follows me. 

I... 
I keep losing
Will... 
It seems useless
Trust... 
But deep bruises
God... 
Will not move this. 
I keep moving. 
Let's keep moving
-Never cease to pursue dreams; reach and keep moving

It's funny how it happens; dripping off of my eyelids
The monkey on my back moved on before I did
Walking contradiction; funeral cake... 
-What I thought to be fate was a future mistake
-take into consideration every single interference
is another way in which God takes shape
...And all while, I'm trying to find the reason
And waiting for an answer, but changing are the seasons
-A man said, (Nak, it's a simple recipe) 
I open up the napkin... it read "open sesame..." 
...In one instant, He turned into a gate
And told me I'm the life, I'm the truth, and the way. 
...I placed the sword right back in the holster
I took the past, threw it back in ocean
Broke the chain, water dropped from a boulder, 
Took the yoke offa my shoulders; (now I'm floating) 

The old man chose to reflect
The tar in his lungs from the smoke in his breath- 
-Rocks in a chair as he choke on regret
-Thoughts of the bloodshed holding his neck
...With no strength in his legs
He pace with a cane his head down in shame
His hands forever stained, he can't take the pain
Now he waits for his innocence, but... it never came
(he waits for his innocence, but... it never came) 
(he waits for his innocence, but... it never came) 
(he waits for his innocence, but... it never came) 
So don't wait... let's keep moving. 
So don't wait... let's keep moving. 
So don't wait... let's keep moving. 
Don't wait... 
Let's keep moving.

 

Heartmelt (Prelude) 

Am I extraordinary? Not necessarily. 
Just trying to follow Christ while I'm maintaining my sincerity
guaranteed a mic, eternal life, and so apparently
provided with a clarity that buries all disparities
...I try replicate the theory- 
-as I meditate... my mission is to respirate the weary
I fail with my decisions- now my face is in the linen... 
...laced with inhibition, now I'm breaking the submission- 
-pouring out the malice, rip the core from out callous
All aboard, soaring over the aurora borealis
Orator to palette meanings deeper than appeared to be
My God loves art... He's repeating, "'draw' near to me..." 
...Like a sky with a vortex of butterflies
Like a mother with a cortex of lullabies
Baby stumble over, but he's open for another try
Hope is now revived and multiplies under a sunny sky

-I left the past in the soil... it began to grow roots
Back in mass years and I ran to pick fruit
It's funny how death only makes life grow
Kinda like Christ when He saved my soul
I'm whole. I see through the lies of dark rulers
Designed with 20/20 eyes of a sharpshooter
Doubling my blessing, kinda like two suitors... 
...I'm living proof that God could use losers
... yet this sadness gets the best of me
I try to run and hide so that it doesn't grab the rest of me
Grabbed the arm of God and then He handed me the recipe
I screamed at the enemy; "you are not a threat to me" 
you are not a threat to me! I'm taking back my destiny! 
there's no longer death in me! I'm taking my identity! 
so cry with me, cry with me, freedom for the living! 
So fly with me, fly with me, life is just beginning!

 

Hourglass 

Time unravels the layers we need to hide the scars
The rhyme enables the prayer to feed the silent hearts
I dream the least of these will reach into the highest star- 
...see the galaxy... gleam across the sky of Mars
We're all broken, but together we are priceless shards
Life's a masterpiece- and pride defile the finest art
...And this place is so dangerous. 
...The moon hides away its face... its so ashamed of us
Far from perfect and the little girls are hurting- 
-Scars furnishing the surface like their skin and hearts are worthless
Burning... her face into the sour back hand
Since when did "man" turn into a coward's last stand? 
-A true man abandons the cannon he can't man
And handles humility down a path can't plan
Time is of the essence to empower rap fans
So my hands'll make a castle with the hourglass sand

Approach the homeless while I'm gloating in this coat of arms
I know it's hard, the snow is harsh- I got a frozen heart - 
It's so cold, it got me closing up these open arms- 
-I play the hand that's dealt to me; they look like hopeless cards
Cursed inheritance... projecting all my arrogance
to shoot up into heaven now its raining dead seraphim
Like a kitten be kicking a ball of yarn- 
-I got... Grace in my heart, my chest, legs and arms
- it hurts to learn the truth... when it surfaces above
I'm lurking in my blood from the person that I love
Better context, drawing the connection... 
My efforts for success is for blessing my whole collective
Striving for perfection is a never-ending lesson
- dedication to reception to the funeral procession
It's time for the succession, I'm here lead the chosen- 
-Like Moses; with faith that provokes an ocean open

Make way, you clouds, the sun is coming out
So put down your grudges, 'cause time is running out
God, paint the sky, the sun is coming out
Let's learn to forgive, 'cause time is running out
Farewell to the night, the sun is coming out
End all the hate, 'cause time is running out
Grace is renewed when the sun's coming out
So let's learn how to love, 'cause time is running out

 

Take Care 

 

Love is patient and kind... it's never angry nor boasts
It always trusts, perseveres, always handling hope
Hate, jealousy and pride, it will never provoke... 
I want to learn what it means, God... show me the ropes
Hidden within a lie; been living it every day since
-she traded her identity for misinterpretation
The ache and the strain all the weight made her cave in
(And tricked by the serpent, her faith was forsaken) 

[When you left] 
My face hit the pavement I prayed for you day- in
day out, raincloud, (hail) precipitation- 
-Bathed in my hatred, the pain that you gave me. 
I know you never left, just your layers were changing
-Faithfully waiting... the pendulum snapped
All I wanted was my best freaking friend to come back
-You knew best that I never looked better in black
You lost track; but I know you much better than that
Watched you adapt; but felt so tethered and strapped
I wasn't able to grab you when you fell and collapsed
-Your new man can't act like he's quelling the fact: 
your name's written in my chest- and you spelled it in caps
I miss you; your rhythm, and your beauty and composure
The distance only boosting my immunity to closure
(It's over) Time's up, all the ticking has stopped
Glimpse at the clock; both hands flipping me off

[Hopeless] 
(All the while) I think my sanity is far from my aim's reach
'Cause love and rationality's a fork in the main street
...Unfortunate enough... but of course you betrayed me... 
I'm broken like some... sort of a porcelain vase thing- 
-quaking, and falling four stories and breaking
...(I want to run away) wherever the Delorean takes me
Like court dates followed by a horrible slaying
-Courting and dating has always found a way enchain me... 
(I'm so lucky) I was made to be tossed into a fountain
The toll of the bells... re-sounding my anthem
...Ghost in a shell... now bound to a ransom
Kissed with a witch, rebound with a phantom
...Nak dies when the pride is awakening
...Unshaken by the statements you're making
"The fish in the sea's all yours for the taking" 
(You could do better) ...you must not know who I'm chasing

-You disappeared again like a vapor in the wind
And I wish you all the best; with this paper and a pen

[Forgiveness&Hope] 
...The last thing we said was "have a nice life." 
(Didn't think it was right) so this is my official goodbye: 
-God has you on His mind... His plan for you is great. 
He doesn't care a minute for the past that you made
...They say that you're dense, but I know you're intelligent. 
-And wear sunblock. Your skin is so sensitive. 
...And watch out for those animals and plants
Prepare in advance; put that Benadryl in your bag
Pray before you act... -I know best you're impulsive.. 
Before you come back, leave your stress in that ocean
Stay focused... These guys'll want a date
-If you fall hard, just promise me he's an upgrade
I'm so blessed that you came in my life
We haven't spoken in months... but I pray every night
That one day I might meet the real you yet again. 
My best friend. (I'll stay here) I'll end there. 
Take care.

 

Christa Grace (Ode to the Broken Family) 

And you are more than just a memory, the source in my identity
The hope in our heredity, be coursing through our legacy
My fortress at the mercy to the forces of the enemy
So listen to the misery I pour into the melody
Christa, something’s wrong with me, I’m losing my autonomy
I feel the devil wandering and ripping out song in me
A godless odyssey and honestly, it’s haunting me
My cardiac is hardening... quality is darkening
A sinner dreads up upon his prison bed
Listen to his heart, it feels as if the rhythm’s dead
Weak like Delilah slipping scissors in his dreads
Redirect the breath of God to you so you could live instead
I thank God you never had to ponder
What it’s like to live a life with an absent father
Accept my offer, access my heart’s wish
Watch every single color pass into scarlet
Now... do me a favor baby, shoot me a wager
And prove to me your confidence in hope ain’t endangered
Loosely insane words, I spew on this paper
Aimed at liberation but ain’t soothing the anger

God, I need you... tell my sister
All I feel is that I miss her
Swings and slides turn rings of fire
My sights on the lights in the sky... now fly! 
Christa, watch me fly. Christa, watch me grow. 
Sister, watch me triumph. Sister... watch me flow. 
These walls don’t talk but they cry every night
I fight to survive but I die every time
I’m so happy, and I thank the academy
For laughing as I play a man who battles for his sanity. 
...There isn’t any breath in me left
This is the true definition of identity theft

The sun above my head projects the pain within my shadow
The rain will spur the shame and pave the way in which I travel
Engraved upon my brain’s your name; I need you here now
I take the time to pray so I could feel you near now
Scared to show my heart in fear that people might be sick of me
I know enough to know that you’d accept my inconsistency
Tell me that I’m loved, and break it to me that I’m selfish
Embellished in my misery and only you could help it
help me in my struggle in controlling my dysfunction
Help me as I recklessly indulge in my destruction
So hold me from this evil, feeble folding to seduction
Lies I put my trust in; I love that I am nothing
Wait, I hate that I am nothing! And if only you were breathing
You’d be my freaking reason for the smile in which I sleep with
I need your reassurance when my hope has been defeated
So tell me I’ll be fine, and I don’t care if you don’t mean it

 

The Struggle (Re-Release) 

The sky is pitch black, the moon is blood red
Truth locked in a den and the lions are unfed
Alliance of drunk men in defiance of one man
Who died; suffocated by the weight our judgment- 
The generations babies bathe in supreme sin
Twisting they heads in one-eighty degree spins
-Four tainted seasons; chapter three, Ephesians
And two ways to act upon one painful reason
-Take Paul’s example; locked up for speaking- 
-the Gospel of Jesus but they called it treason
I seek freedom from the serpent’s sight
...Now he’s... poised to strike with a poison bite
The Lord replies with rain for forty nights
Cleansing evil, King comes forward to fight
It’s hard to speak truth and try to stay alive
‘Cause if you live life abiding by the sword you die (God help us) 

I struggle; staring at myself in disgust
I struggle; corrupt, heart covered in lust
I struggle; I’m stubborn and I suffer with drugs
I struggle; but Jesus came to struggle for us. 

If it isn’t Christ you want, then what can it be? 
-There isn’t nothing else special that be coming from me
--Why can’t you understand that Heaven’ll be something to see? 
...And why are people so skeptical when something is free?

 

Keep Moving (Remix) 

Little boy is deciding to be man
The handle of a dagger he's sliding it in his hands
Straight face with a decorated battle stance
Separating innocence, a fancy for an avalanche
...Driven as an obsessed villain
An untouched spirit with a blood lust vision- 
-Run to the village with a thrill... (now kills it) 
-But guilt kills him; now he wish he was a kid again

Like Marines bleed televised, in front of his mother's eyes
Rudder on Titanic, (iceberg to its underside) 
Sickness in an orphanage; condition where the tummy dies
(I'm crying...) 'cause I miss looking up into a sunny sky... 
...Can't stand this house- I ran out
The rain came down, streets looking like celadon- 
-Camera pans out, showing the dang clouds- 
-All this, now I'm running out of stars I could wish upon? 
I'll admit I'm wrong... at least i'm honest
Bothered with a passion like an angry alcoholic- 
-Cliche sonnets, (the secrets in my closet) 
'Cause Pandoras box ain't enough to hold em all in
So step into the future, and enter a dimension
And sent a picture message to myself in the present - 
(But) -pathetic are my efforts... no matter of the quality... 
-'Cause even on my Tumblr, my past still follows me. 

I... 
I keep losing
Will... 
It seems useless
Trust... 
But deep bruises
God... 
Will not move this. 
I keep moving. 
Let's keep moving
-Never cease to pursue dreams; reach and keep moving

It's funny how it happens; dripping off of my eyelids
The monkey on my back moved on before I did
Walking contradiction; funeral cake... 
-What I thought to be fate was a future mistake
-take into consideration every single interference
is another way in which God takes shape
...And all while, I'm trying to find the reason
And waiting for an answer, but changing are the seasons
-A man said, (Nak, it's a simple recipe) 
I open up the napkin... it read "open sesame..." 
...In one instant, He turned into a gate
And told me I'm the life, I'm the truth, and the way. 
...I placed the sword right back in the holster
I took the past, threw it back in ocean
Broke the chain, water dropped from a boulder, 
Took the yoke offa my shoulders; (now I'm floating) 

The old man chose to reflect
The tar in his lungs from the smoke in his breath- 
-Rocks in a chair as he choke on regret
-Thoughts of the bloodshed holding his neck
...With no strength in his legs
He pace with a cane his head down in shame
His hands forever stained, he can't take the pain
Now he waits for his innocence, but... it never came
(he waits for his innocence, but... it never came) 
(he waits for his innocence, but... it never came) 
(he waits for his innocence, but... it never came) 
So don't wait... let's keep moving. 
So don't wait... let's keep moving. 
So don't wait... let's keep moving. 
Don't wait... 
Let's keep moving. 

 

Falls Down

I want to give hope; but I find it kinda hard to find it myself. 
Said a lot things, and I say what I mean... but you can’t see demons dine on my health
My pride seems so incurable. My life can’t get much worse. 
This crack ain’t getting bigger I figure... that this mask is just too durable
-So give ear to song, now what do you hear? -So near to the sound, now what do you seek? 
Tell me, God, tell me what do I need- tell me what do I need ‘till I feel complete. 
...But I fall once more. Back to my feet with an oath; I swore
I swore that I never fall again -but all of it was said many times before

(Legitimate) I want that kind of a smile. (Diligent) I want that kind of a faith
(Honesty) Shine over lies I revile. (Honestly) -I think I’m kind of insane
....Wander the plain, in a place never been... (Floating) but I lost my place in the wind
Weather and the rain fell down the terrain... blue like Etta James, in a space full of a sin
--(We're strangers again) but my heart knows her; with a hard head growing off my shoulders
(False heart) two parts in a con art; too dark; too smart for a soft heart
Two faces fight for my motives... Like my soul’s bipolar. 
In the end, sequals always suck so yo! -Let’s just start over

Over and over and over again... 

...So how many times do I gotta to start over? 
How many times did I fail You God? How many times did I promise You better? 
Why have I not gotten all I deserve for my debt; tar me new feathers
Starve me and... render my rights as a member
leave me dismembered... char me with ember
-Splendor, you could be raising your scepter, 
With a hand gesture, then I’m a spectre

Grace falls down on me! 

my ambrosia’s a potent potion
of a flow precocious, atoned and focused
devotion; now you’re so prone to notice
(He anoints the mic) -right... before I hold it
Go, disciples, coast to coast and
Open... up your heart to the hurt and hopeless
Don’t fold -no matter how steep the slope is
We’ll overcome how tough the road is
Everyone run till your soles are molten
Not to us but the Lord has spoken
EntEr the heart like the soul’s an ocean
Dive in- Grace plus hope in motion. 
Yes, it’s a place where the hope is alive
Open your eyes in the mind of a child
Until I’m whole again... 
you pick me up all over again... over and over and over again. 

Grace falls down on me!

 

City Love Song (Secular Love) 

This stress is so old, but the moon is still young
I adapt to the smog- developing steel lungs
Let’s abandon this life for just this one night
I’m on a date with the angels until the sun rise
It’s like my passion and actions are a magnet
With opposite reactions; in fact, they’re attracted
And I’m so infatuated with her soul so attractive
The beauty of her fashion; now Cupid’s my assassin
Imagination wanting more than a tease
I’ll compete until my essence be absorbing her steeze
Take the keys from the jeans, as we thrust to the street
Gas touch floor, and the clutch will release

Now I’m stuck to the seat, me and gravity hug tight
I’m pushed back; like I wasn’t holding the gun right
A flood of insight, when the mood is completed
The windows fully rolled down, the moon roof receded
Fitted and adidas be caressed by the speakers
That’s in through one ear, with blue-tooth- like features
-And if the city is a forest then the buildings are the cedars
Exploring every corner before the coroner sees us
-Lone orator finally found a companion
Manifested in the barren metropolitan canyon
And the night light covers like a drape or a blanket
It ain’t the same than what they got described in the pamphlet
Life’s a sound track, when this car goes faster- 
-Add a session with the city then the tracks are mastered
Los Angeles attached to my heart, like a laniard
-And when my car’s in transit, these angels are the passengers

Maneuvering it faster, through the tunnels and land bridges
Entranced by the lights, metaphysical back flipping
The mastiff of rap ish, a passion for hand-lin’ 
Craft that enamors these chicks with attraction
It’s infinity; the city completing the symphony
Proficiently; but with these lyrics are my affinity
Love slice the air with precision through vicinities
Elegant and delicate agility and symmetry
And music is the session; with speech, we jam well
With enough soul to make a Jazz piece look stale
-Let’s ditch the safe side, tonight we take chance
Getting lost in the bliss till buildings can breakdance

So set the tone baby, cause I want feel your breath alone
According to my tempo, my heart beat’s the metronome
Let me take the lead, and you could follow full heartedly
Reciting you my song, while you’re singing me the harmony
It’s Romeo and Juliet; so hold me close and truly yet
I’m lonely so I’m taking these emotions and I’m fooling it
I pray you fall from a tall place, and fast too
Cause that’s the only way I could run fast and catch you
So attached to... the woman standing in my mirror image
-Imperfection’s my only way of showing heroism
It’s lyricism simply ‘cause I ain’t the best addressing ya
Poetry, cause I ain’t the best confessing love
Longing for what’s better, for my always and forever
And I be first to admit; I’m a novice giving pleasure
-And through the sickness of the Winter to the Summer’s embrace
I spill my heart for you at night and we can watch the sky illuminate
It’s hard to estimate on what time we will get there
Cause bliss makes time feel suspended in mid air
If wish it’d be fair to wish that could be time altered
I’ll savor every moment till it turns to nostalgia. 
So meet me at the altar, cause I’m waiting where the service is
Despite the nervousness, you know my love for you is permanent
I can’t wait ‘till we’re alone... just your beauty with the sun and I
I wrote for you a poem but the lyrics turned to butterflies
Your lullaby the best at inspiring the inner child in me
Preaching it so vibrantly; yet you’re speaking so silently
It’s sexy how you got me deciphering all the irony
If I could only carry our future inside this time machine
I’m in love with these angels; if your streets could talk, 
Imma hug em till I’m just another piece of chalk
Your love’s a firing squad, so baby fire at will. 
I pray that when I gaze into you, time would just stand still

 

Scarred Hearts (Heartbreak) 

This is not a song- it’s a session of vomiting purging my psychological stomach of all its troubles
I’m not as strong as I’m infected with iniquity contributing this misery- my spirit’s under rubble
Sitting now in this dimly lit expanse- I'm afflicted with reflections of my previous romantics
I held her hand, but she was clearly in a trance, when euphoria was managed, she abandoned me and vanished
I need a feather that will lead me to an angel, to restore me to the specimen who used to be so capable
I hear the message but I'm deafened to the context, dilemma is complex, this chain is inescapable
I’m basting in a situation that’s relatable- and yet my cellular is faced with limited activity
There’s over 12 billion hands on this planet, but not one is extended to my vicinity. literally
I need her now- despite indefinite efforts to convince myself with every single lecture- just forget her
So watch me pull myself together, with the help of Helter Skelter- cleverly adapted to this padded shelter
-(You know...) You’re really pretty, and I’m sure if I were normal we would make a perfect couple with the cuddling and giggles
-But notice that I'm a zombie, I’m infected with a virus spilling words on this papyrus that are far from artificial
You’re sympathetic, but I know you’re hypocritical these women are assassins underneath all the seduction
And in this market, I’m a hated politician, but my entourage is funded, so you can’t bring all of those guns in
I’m not a pessimist, I could elaborate and you’d be first to hear my story ‘cause no one was ever curious
It’s not the fact that I’m not wishing for the best... just the best is something I don’t think I’ve ever had experienced
I try to watch the sun rise, but every single time I go outside it gets hazy and starts raining
I’m trying to make things right- but my writing hand is broken from boxing 12 rounds with frustration
My gut’s aching- if love is a battlefield, I’m down to my last appendage as I’m screaming for a medic. 
If I could tell her one thing-- It would have to be I love her but the fist of her lover makes me regret it

So thank you for the scars, baby, thank you for the lesson
And apology accepted, but I’m already tormented
You could say you truly loved me -you could say this love was precious
But it doesn’t make a difference if it wasn’t your intention

Now look at what you’ve done to me, you took away the sun from me, so now I’m barely less than a shadow of what I used to be
-I fell asleep so comfortably, you promised me security, the fact that I believed it reflecting my immaturity
...I fell for every single thing-you-said- a single thread’s the measure preventing me from insanity
I take a pill for the insomnia to calm the mitochondria, so God heal this spiritual depravity
My only issue is the fact that I’m so bitter and I figure its like liquor- it’s my most precious commodity
I’m recalling your commitment to our future so I dash into the universe- to find you weren’t following
And It’s ironic but its easier to spill my heart and guts and deepest secrets to that figure thats anonymous
And every cretin comes speaking with that witty observation that my physical features are lacking proper rest
You seem concerned at my emotional crying but yet it’s obvious your prying is purely of obligation
Do me a favor, I don’t want your hard labor- when its blatant that you’re faking your pity communication
I’m steady pacing- this brazen emptiness is giving way to these temptations- I bathe in dark feelings
...These reoccurring visions haunt me when I’m sleeping- and that dream catcher on the ceiling harboring these demons
If all possible, please save me from this obstacle, I’m searching for a scapegoat to blame all of my losses on
...But I realized by staring in this monocle- perhaps it’s my fault for simply being irresponsible
(Nak, how’ve you been?) Well lately, it’s been gravy... But I think found the lady, or the one I call my “baby” 
-And I think she’s made for me, and I’m thinking fate’s with me- and I can’t believe I was so naive to say those things
I won’t deny that I'm internally bloody but I’m learning that these stupid mistakes will make me stronger
-despite the open gashes, God use it to my benefit, these wounds are like me medicine- I’m feeble no longer
-murder me, deserted me dirtily, a disease so cleverly manifested as my rescue
-I thank God that you hurt me, if it wasn’t for your workings- I would still be that weak little boy before I met you

So thank you for the scars, baby, thank you for the lesson
And apology accepted, but I’m already tormented
You could say you truly loved me -you could say this love was precious
But it doesn’t make a difference if it wasn’t your intention

All Alone (Pride) 

I’ll impart with the knowledge- a spark in the darkness
An artist apart with a heart for catharsis
Hard fist frostbitten scarred lips
Resonate the gift- reminiscent of guitar picks
So I wander the farthest the waters uncharted
-The sun doesn’t rise like a shark in a tar pit
-So lets follow the stars right back where we started
(That’s ironic) I’ve been lost since I departed

The thrill is long gone, my soul is so cold
The quest now unfolds... composure won’t hold
I’m alone, as I lust for the trust that I know
On a dark road covered in the gust of the snow
And one touch from the wind’s like a knife to the skin
While I’m lifting the burden of my sin from within
And behold... my stone heart’s froze to the bone
Up above my dome is a full moon... no glow
A syndicate of snowflakes quick to be hitting me
...A white blizzard limiting the visibility
-Critically conditioned, I’m lingering with infirmities
Frozen land, each step feels like eternity
...And Mother nature ain’t showing me any courtesy
Below freezing- suck the life out of the Mercury
-I link up the map, take a drink from the flask
And walk the black path on the brink of collapse

-Both eyes glued to the moon, the pursuit for the truth, 
As I move to the tune- there ain’t much I could do
-Trapped in a froze tomb in the sadness of night
Navigate through the woods in the absence of light
With the clothes on my back, backpack of uncertainty
And certainly... (I know the cold is gonna murder me) 
And am I still alive? I could picture every pace
Yet I still can’t feel both hands or my face

Am I even half way? Blood cold like a murderer
-Starting to believe my trajectory is circular
-I’ve been here before, I pray to be delivered
But I’m gullible... -the prison always whispers I’m a sinner
-Maintain to stay sane trying spark up a flame
But regardless, I remain in the same place
Nonetheless, life- freedom I’m determined to wager
So God up in heaven... listen to my prayer

--I would kill to survive, so provide me the remedy
And when I step inside- I pray their eyes still remember me
And I replied with a pride when implied was the warning
-Only now I understand the advice set before me
--They told me it was stormy, they tried their best to warn me
...I said not to worry. Thats the end of the story. 
-I’m sick and deformed, and I miss being warm
So stitch up my spirit, my soul is so torn
-So God, hoist up the light, fill the void in my heart
Somethings missing like a night sky devoid of the stars
I’ve lost my innocence, no more toys in the yard
It’s embossed in my skin... now poison the scars
I hate resentment... soul longs for repentance
-My body rather die before it ever gets corrected
-The future is uncertain if I end up lamented
So God up in heaven, --I’m in need of intervention

I’m so sorry and I swear to you I meant it
Every second of this penance feels like a life sentence
If I could reverse life, I would choke down my pride
-show my selfishness a quick way to the exit
I want to say sorry, I’m sorry I didn’t listen
I hardly deserve forgiveness for my hardheaded decisions
-I’d bow and beg until my own back and legs sore
I’m sorry... ‘cause I know- this has all been said before
I swear, my rebellion is unhealthy
I come on bent knees, now please will you help me! 
And I chose to be deserted, now I know it wasn’t worth it
If you open up the door, I know I don’t even deserve it
I’m certain... with every impulse in my nervous
I’d manipulate my body to disciplining my worthlessness
But only if see you again... 
And that’s what I would have said if my life didn’t end... 

So I depart with this last, one sided correspondence
Saying the same thing, in my mind, a thesaurus
-Alone in the Heavens with a scar in my heart
As I resonate the gift with regrets in my harp
-I wandered the farthest the waters uncharted
-The sun didn’t rise, so my body fell hardest
If only you could hear me as my soul is above you... 
I wish before I died, I would’ve told you that I loved you...

 

I Still Love You (Depression) 

A face laced with depression is gazing in my direction
Like an angel who’s rejected from heaven, stripped of his blessing
And I can hardly recognize the man who stands in my reflection
My clenched hand’s the weapon, I smash mirrors to segments
A mask of perfection- that’s cracked from the tension
I ran toward redemption; collapsed at the entrance
I rap for an answer to these passionate questions
My heart’s torn open, and the scabs are infected
...I need security, and all that endowment
She said she’ll give it to me, yet she’s awkwardly balanced
I’ll hold your shot glass, while you’re vomiting invasive
And baby, you gotta save me, see, I’m wandering aimless
The truth of the matter is that I’m used to disaster
...Prepare for the worst (expect the worst after) 
“...Wanted” signs on every corner of this island
My smile went missing, please call me when you find it

I still love you, I don’t care what you say. 
...I still love you, I’m so carried away
I know there’s heartbreak even if I try staying
But I don’t mind if I gotta die waiting. 

A night filled with light laughter a nice party
I saw you holding hands with him, and skipped five heart beats
Enemy armies breach the security
They cut my arms off as I reached for the purity
What vexes me most, are memory ghosts
Depression is a vector infecting every host
And the message that I wrote... that I cork with a wet kiss
Was sent the F back to me in form of a death wish
I like to think you still think about me
But I think I’m over thinking and my thinking is weak
So F Wall Street... I’m cold- investing in heat
I once saved your every message, (now I’m pressing delete) 
I’m testing my reach... I’m too short to touch heaven
And it’s funny... how you loved me then you broke me in seconds
Now its sadness... My hand is authoring madness
My pain’s enough to baffle any doctor in practice

I still love you, I don’t care what you say. 
...I still love you, I’m so carried away
I know there’s heartbreak even if I try staying
But I wouldn’t mind it I gotta die waiting. 

I’m still remembering our promises; and clinging to our sentence
And the difference is you didn’t, but I actually meant it
I thought that I would make it, yet I’m borderline- tentative
We got a huge chance of rain- (four times the percentages) 
...I hate the television telling me it’s natural
It’s negative; how they distort the real from the actual- 
-But imma hold my roots, pray to God and stay practical
And when I make moves, NAK remain tactical
-I give it all to you, Lord God
So give me just a small quick glimpse of Your heart
He told me to let go, (forget it) cause forgiveness is key
Leave the past where it is and start following Me
So I love you and forgive you- though you don’t feel the same
I just had to let you know before I go on my way. 
And now I come on bent knees to ask God for the recipe
He said, “Guard your heart;” cause lately it’s affecting me. 

I still love you, I don’t care what you say. 
...I still love you, and you’re always in my prayers
I know there’s heartbreak even if I try waiting
But God’s got a bigger plan, so I ain’t staying

I still love you, I don’t care what you say. 
...I still love you, and that will never change
I know there’s heartbreak if you’re staying in my memories- 
-But if it’s Gods will- I’ll run back to you eventually

 

INTERMISSION: Introducing FLOWshinoya 

Equipped with sick verses that burst through any surfaces
The next generation- we are the misinterpreted
A trend of backsliding- I’m here to start reversing it
Don’t overlook my services as a prophetic journalist
-With wisdom, discernment, redemption, conversion
I’m taking back our identities; and watch Christ refurbish it
This ain’t a rap song; it’s a session of learning
And all these cats “below par”- I teach a lesson to birdies
Hip Hop’s a dying culture its people be acting foolishly
-But me and Boogie known speak the native language fluently
Designed to the turn the tables and I shine and burn the fables
And I don’t handle bull- no corrals, barns, and stables

So everybody make way for the innovator, intelligent demonstrator
Dope tongue fanatical- the ignorance eliminator
Cause’ I’m the scripture meditator, when the DJ flip the fader
Beating me is similar to helicopter simulators
Difficult; critical... I be crushing imitators
Bringing you a wide variety without the sinner flavor
Exhilarator; inspire life like defibrillators
Intimate invader with the Spirit as my savior
-The inner mind I infiltrate, I’m assimilating your fortress
My cordless make you porous so you scrubs could even absorb this
Optometry; I’m clarifying all distortion
Chorus laced with cannabis ‘cause one hit be euphoric
Remorseless to haters, don’t try to be savior
I’m supplied with dope flow pumping out the Vena Cava

 

Above These Clouds (Maturity) 

Its in through the lungs, then exhalation out the mouth again
Convert the oxygen to inspiration and empowerment
It’s the efflorescent future manifested in the lyricist
-A message that connects within the hearts of those who hearing it
Directed with experience, and tempered like a perfectionist
Caress the mic with excellence, my method is so affectionate
-Influence under my feet- no inclination to the temptation
My music is true love... in metaphorical representation... 
...I’m frustrated with insolence- emcees are full of this ignorance
But he without these sins be quick to cast the first igneous... 
...So I drop the rock in righteous inclination- 
-Its the process of maturity- like fetal incubation
Convey the narrow path, with no craving of being famous
Adjust your focus to the hope- pulsating inside of the statements
Warren- NAK, we innovate when we consolidate
We pushing through kinda like the phase when the water breaks

 

Memoir (Reminisce) 

I’m twenty years young but I still look like fifteen
Conveying big dreams with these heavenly sixteens
Mentally quick speed, I toke the hardest of bars
With a target that be focused on the farthest of the stars
Sit back and reminiscence in the heart of guitar
I’ll fight hard until my body is apart of the tar
...pardon my scars, because things don’t always work as I plan
You’re listening to Heartfelt. 

I was a pretty normal kid, in this pretty normal world.. 
Left the city for the suburbs in a corner of the world
I used to play with fake guns and make them frames flip
Crash em’ toy whips until the paint chipped
...My dad was on a ship, and mom worked a steady shift
So she ditched me with her siblings and they all had plenty kids
-I was the youngest in the group; age differences were huge
My cheeks suffered oodles of kisses for being cute
Only child to boot... the kid was lonely too
The only thing he could do... was think and envision
While my friends were always talking about the thing on television
I’m pretending that this stick is a weapon - and I’m defending victims
-Those were the days, and if it wasn’t for them
It’s probably safe to say I wouldn’t be the person I am
-So to my family who raised me, I’m eternally grateful
I love you all to death, consider this as my “thank you.” 

Now I remember when I used to piss off my every teacher
It was frequent that the dean required me to make a feature- 
And not mention my complexion was familiar in the detention
My devilment was all for the attention and adrenaline
...Since pops taught me how to mount on a bike
To when I used to scrim fives, Counter Strike all night
I was the talkative type, but dang, I couldn’t relate
When I left private school for one funded by state
About half a school year I didn’t have a single friend
Holding my lunch I spent about a buck and fifty cents
It was evident, and definite, I was invisible
So I put on headphones to escape the ridicule
Used to handle CD’s before the mp3’s
Bumping Canibus, Technique, and JMT
Wait and see, the kid began pick up the knack
Started to rap, with the monicker of Anak
And I was part of the battling, lingering in crew beef
Like shots of liquor, I caught a buzz with this cool speech- 
For you people who ignored me, I’m eternally grateful
I love you all to death, consider this as my “thank you.” 

When I thought I had it made and things were going my way
God called my name out, so I made an about face
Used to want to beat my rivals with verses and murk herbs
But Bible verses made me stop dropping them curse words
...A long story short, the after years were amazing
It was crazy, trading in recklessness for 180s. 
I’m showing up at bible study, needing someone to share
The word of God, despite the fact I was the only one there
...I was so tired of sneaking like a hidden affair
Was a victim of the weather with my vision impaired
So clear the tempest; my spirit was in critical care
...fast forward to the present, now his spirit prepared
Grown up. I’m kinda nervous cause life still isn’t easy
In my third year in nursing, the youth group I’m leading
Still this heart break trying slip out the speakers
And I’ll admit I’ve been depressed since I split with Maria
It sucks.. so I took the Word, began to read up
But I re-up, look to the sky now I see doves
I can’t fake it. I’m squashing all the clutches of Satan
You should know that NAK just so determined to make it
--So make haste into the future, drop a beat, imma tear it
Stay constant... speed bumps scrape the undercarriage
Me and hip hop... tighter than engagement or a marriage
Every moment imma cherish, every mic imma damage
And hold weight like the matter that’s suspending the planets
So with aggression, imma leave my impression up on this canvas
-To everybody in my life, to everybody who was faithful
Little Daniel gonna make it... I love you all and i thank you.

 

Sounds for the Hopeful (Hope)

When NAK operates, I’m shaking all the tectonic plates
-Phonics I display be making ya body oscillate
The heaven sent one- thoughts heavy as ten tons
Force of ten lungs, the fury of ten suns
...Of course... I scorch floor boards when recording this
A dying rap game, I force the metamorphosis
...you get ripped whole if you spit those myths poems
You corny as rick roll, but I enrich souls
...You can’t stop me... I’m leaving your chains broke
I tear apart the chords to individual notes
(‘Cause I’m) Emanating a legacy that’s inspiring the faceless
(And I) Radiate longevity in cryogenic stasis
(So you got a deep crew?) Well I got a youth group
And we shine the light for whom to all the glory is due
So you cowards ain’t thinking thinking you could hurt me- 
-I burst free with Philippians four thirteen

I walk this broad street with a fist full of keys
I’m unlocking the links on your wrists and your feet
Christ is the way, the relief that you seek
The hope for the bleak and the strength for the weak
--And even though these dark rays permeate the day
We still gotta have faith to create the way
And my name is NAK; on bent knees to pray
And that’s where I’m gonna stay until I see the sun rays

Rhyme refines souls- the provider of the substance
My writing is the sculpture of Christ when He functions
So when the tongue hits, I shift the sediment
God knocking on your ear, so you better let Him in
It’s evident, represent addressing it indelibly
And elevate the passion that’s embedded in the melody
--Peddling a vision; steady I be inspiring
Bringing a revival when the pen hits the psyche ... 
...Humanity... take a step, breathe- 
-With gasp of relief, I resuscitate the weak... 
(So know that) NAK be running with cold facts
I’m shining insight cause’ life don’t come a road map
(Known fact) these cats wanna rap and D-GAF (nah) 
I attach to the light and bring it back like a relapse... 
faith of a seed, I walk these high seas- 
-with Christ behind me, now let the blind see! 

Christ from the heavenly, balance within me
I choose to glorify with every talent He gives me
Ditch the misery; it’s a sound for the hopeful
Resound the gospel... (resonate the vocals) 
Quotes grip the soul, force cats to release
-The concealed inner beast with a masterful steeze
You looking for the meaning but the world so shallow
We deep like the parables my master would teach
Be first to speak, yet never holding my peace
So I stretch out my arms to all of humanity
Release these pieces... create the collage. 
Listen to your God, find truth in the facade
I do it for infinity, I do it for the goal
I do it for eternal well being of the soul
My vision is a mission out bridging the division
The redefinition of rap made by a Christian