In preparation for liftoff,
feelings of resistance
be consistent with success.
I hunger for respect,
the side effect be resentment.
But my com mitment be prior,
I'm setting fire to no bridges.
But with velocity,
the animosity
be aimed and released.
This beast of the savage
be a carrier of grudges.
I'm held in contempt
in the eyes of these judges
with two faces.
Disguised as an ally of war
Is it the force that I possess
that makes you paranoid?
I can't avoid confliction
I've heard predictions for my downfall
But at the present I
ain't standing on manure
Just a pursuer of a fantasy
And where I've landed
Determines if the amnesty is granted
These characters be animated
But rumor has it that I'm contaminated
With shade and my motives be ulterior
I've never seen myself as
su perior to none
I'm under the gun,
but quick on the draw
Cause now a monster's been created
To kill a mockingbird in
the field of dreams
Some get clipped and fall
from broken wings
Spread open their arms,
suspense is unseen
Trying to be stable, but yet they still swing
To kill a mockingbird in
the field of dreams
Some get clipped and fall
from broken wings
Spread open their arms,
suspense is unseen
Tryin' to be real,
but front on the scene
Standing ground level,
but waiting for de parture
Scope it open, leave the runway
Then we take off, break off ties
It was not in our plans,
plotted to be above the rest
Some would digress
and some would reap success
We all kept flying, try ing to be a squad
To bear cold weather report
each endeavor
However, flights were delayed
Not beyond the ordinary,
steps were betrayed
Perpetrated, perforated
So the engines got torn,
leaving styles regurgitated
But with knowledge born,
we soared to triple stages
Altitude to climb,
formulating many pages
Of doctrine for a misled mind
This fear primed a fuel of fire,
every movie maker who's perspired
Admired the fact I warped to Mach 1,
mockingbirds in my jet
stream got spun
Complex is inferior,
not in my interior,
we still supreme and flow
like Lake Superior
Eraser relays with destiny,
fate testing me
to elevate my ways and
escape dis crepancy
Traps a limitation to initiation,
perfection for musical affection
Directions we travel with anticipation
Where them seas feel
like rain precipitation
To kill a mockingbird in the
field of dreams
Some get clipped and fall
from broken wings
Spread open arms, suspense is unseen
Trying to be stable, yet they still swing
To kill a mockingbird in
the field of dreams
Some get clipped and fall
from broken wings
Spread open arms, suspense is unseen
I'm trying to be real and front on the scene
I wish that
we could
run under the storm together
I wish we'd take a pass
through the stormy weather
But I know that sometimes
things go a whole different direc
tion
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