Welcome to my humble abode call it the superdome See all these visions in my head I got to let them know Electric atmosphere stadium full Lights flashing like cameras im seeing the bulbs they represent ideas Than I get the pen commence to writing full features When I finished writing take the mic and unleash it More powerful than lightning is the truth so I speak it use life as my teacher Bmore city, my training wheels Ball player or you caught up in them dope deals I was the former so the latter taught me hopes real To stay off of that slippery slope and know the end kills So I chose good advice Learned at an early age life is rarely black and white If villainized criminals guided me to right, every human has a fight So much more than meets the eye. I paint portraits with my mic Music is my canvas so I stroke it with real life Good with the bad for every Jesus has an antichrist What would be the need for light if there was never night I cant sleep these days compelled to write Ink made of tears and the pen never dries And they ask what is my cry Freedom And they ask what is my cry Freedom Im my own worst enemy Call it self iniquity Im living for tomorrow but today the mirror mimics me Taunts me Teases me Tyrannizes timidly Id versus super ego Senior from the fetal see the battle one of many in this war of attrition Mumin men and jinn versus the shaytan and his henchmen Im warn thin scorned shirt torn must survive Trying to die before my death so they can’t take me alive. And they ask what is my cry Freedom And they ask what is my cry Freedom they cage a bird in a bigger cage, does having more room to spread wings mean you can fly? At lift off you will flap conformity. Showing stagnant movement Confusing restraint as liberty expand, exhale the minoxide expel the indoctrination shackles will become loosened with every book retrace your ancestors last steps pick the lock break the cycle Tap into the Truth... and Free Yourself ….and Free yourself

(chorus) Knock knock Knockin on the door Waiting on the time when I get in But until then Im riding with the wind (verse) It’s funny I never saw myself rapping Rhymed a little and I’d get a good reaction But YOU know how people are They just tell you what you want to hear And I was never a star Or so I thought In music I would never get far Not really like fame Is what makes me write these bars but sometimes I sit and think I feel im on the brink Opportunity is knocking I just cant find The door knob im watching all these jig dancers on the mic lying they made it little farther though im still grinding they don’t love it like I do and i aint crying Its just the passion that you hearing Put my heart in these rhymes You know just want spread the earth with Goodwill and Feel like God has gifted me and so I keep it truthful and real and the truth is a deal is next to impossible ta get if you dropping knowledge cuz they scared of what you represent (chorus) Knock knock Knockin on the door Waiting on the time when I get in But until then Im riding with the wind Knock knock Knockin on the door Waiting on the time when I get in But until then Im riding with the wind (verse) now I’m the type to celebrate when my man do great never feel like im a failure when he do his thing but I cant say the same when I share my success like dog you aint all that and so I digress I Learned the hard way that The more you understand The more a stranger you become in this land It’s a journey and the path gets lonely But the trick is to still love them for them Now when a friend becomes hindrance a more than help Theres comes a time when you have to choose self U know all we got a destination so We cant afford no regrets See Theres a war goin inside And I swear it's like the biggest fight Of our lives. And if we're Even going to have chance To fly Then we must Understand that its all a test But i guess I'm just (chorus) (verse) Tell me something are we puppets on strings? If it was written what do choices really mean? If it was destined are you sayin We are just playin on a stage scripted And if so what exactly is a decision? So many people say they following they dreams, and I just wonder what is the percentage If only 1 out of a million can be a millionaire is it failure or the dream is just demented? (bridge) What are we hoping for Living for dying for Trying for That got us lost That got us lost What are we hoping for Dreaming for Feigning For Scheming for That got us lost That got us lost Got to keep knocking Knock knock knocking Knock knocking Knock knock knock knocking Till I get in but until then I’m riding with the wind Got to keep knocking Knock knock knocking Knock knocking Knock knock knock knocking Till I get in but until then I’m riding with the wind Got to keep knocking Knock knock knocking Knock knocking Knock knock knock knocking Till I get in but until then Im riding with the wind