Living Just To Die

Wasn't Planned to be here it was the course of god that made us grow into the love of the words that bring motion to the beats. It was the way G brought the world the together it's worth in the smallest things you hear the vive tangle within the keys playing and life brings you to the story of the way you hear it in your broadcasting is most important is to remember to be whom god made you to be. If the you had the world in the hands of a man that door knock on your door and said." Hi I'm your elected President you voted for it not leader the problem is we never see the people we looked up to lead us from the power of the lord and none see him in thee physical so thee pride the ride into motion speculation on my image is the nest so confide in their own concepts is the power of the poet that guide into a new temple of the future of your kind the god often watches over us and tell to believe in him and not fall victim to the power of the evil ones and their plot is thicker than the power of putting staple of wild horse into a of riding you bound to fall off the wild horse anytime it's a bull ride for wild horse it's to ride a calm horse. To ensure and wild one it's to be safe at all times to guardsafe full of money well others don't guardsafe their hearts or soul with their minds of peace. Their hearts are evil and their minds are always on lust to bust on the bodies of all diamonds in the Earth their focus is on the pass that which never took time to tell us the truth of ourselves. The pattern of the will power is the program once activity brings of our super novas the light of peace success is the restoration to the high state of the temple to making manifesting the life we need to be of the upright stages of the master of light we projected our thoughts to reach it to a place of their eyes are of the old temples before they words was of the ocean their was no love in their hearts it's once came from the places of nightmares on fears we have of living with on the streets was no love only from the bottom it's tears none seen was their eyes blind to the facts. You weaved to them with real beings them other vines steam with hate your rules of the arts is of chosen with the wave of the people I'm gone to wear what I love. The love you love Lilthe will never be as clever than to lunch on you again it's the lusth she feels for others and life is of no way for the rule of mankind should live. A man is of the master Allah nation now wither be the soul whom watches his brother set his own self up for failing. So we learn our craft well over the orignals that starts trends brands called rhymes hit the block for them hood kids to listen to nope he trends with the same of Jesus in a temple where that Versace chants the new temple is arising into the light the life of the injected into our blood streams our enter marks into the temple building. It's the voice of mankind not the so leaders that lies and hide all the poets with the wisdom to recognise that our futures is of the infromation we take immortals souls to the life we created or will create in the past. It's the impact that we make now because years isn't the kept the waves of the first the ones that never met. None of them hold accountable for your soul can they guide you in the words they speak bibles be temples to the new age of open eyes not stole the blindfold over your eyes. the worshiper of thoughts made in the West proud often take you to a level of the disgrace is not approve we see that we are lighters to the poor and we rose out the soil of our enemies pour cement on our demage rose peddles with no remorse in their action so we sent you a messager that sins not anymore so will we overlook that we are on the building each one temple.