Open Mic - Survival ft Bolo

Awake and i stretch every morning, with survival at mind
Determing to reach the top, day by day im just biding my time
I'll rise an i'll shine, kick back the covers an takin a step
Thoughts shooting back n forth in my mind debating what next
Preparing for rough falls as i release both feet to the floor
Were in a day and age when even preaching peace becomes war
Living every day as my last, i'm not afraid of my death
Since that's the only time ill be allowed to officially lay down n rest
In peace without the screams and the deafening sounds
Living a life of confusion as each situation drops a question n frown
Dropped explanations but i'm disbelieving the reasons
On the edge of my bed wishing i could be freed from my demons
Filling me with doubt an anguish deceived cause i like all
And they expect me to believe contradictions i read in the bible?
All out war is caused for individuals to reach there peak
Religious solders going to war in order to preach there peace
Were all forming teams, smaller one's just missing forces
The worlds just one big war that we fight for different causes
From ships n horse's to uzi's, hooded tops with a mask
Every criminals desire becomes to reach the top as they laugh
Reached the end of the speech and kids need i say more?
Survival ain't free, cause since in the end its death that we pay for

*Gets outta bed*

breakin down mind tricks that used to confine me
now im confiding in blind pricks...ive found the outcomes surprisin
these same cats used to try me...but now im set on survivin
and with age now i see that u gotta pay when u buy wins
and though they say when a guy sins, his soul is damned to get blazened
you learn that those on the top don't let religious threats faze them
let hell come and take me, it's not the devil im dreadin
and i'm not tryina be holy, im already higher than heaven
fuck sixes and sevens, unless we're talkin bout zero's
cuz martyrs don't pay my rent, so i don't make em my heroes
the bible is worthless, you doubt? try n pawn it..
all matthew ever taught me was smarter economics
parable of talents said never invest in the earth
and that you're a dumb fuck if you just get back what it's worth
take the world by its feet and charge a dime for that nickel
cuz in the end it's all chance cuz if there's a god he's mad fickle
put your trust in love and you just sealed your fate
cuz if that bitch don't leave you...she goin' fuck your mate
no matter how poor you are, you still got somethin to lose
and there will always be someone willin to take it from you
and though you might be on top...that can chang real quick too
cuz the haters will hate and u've always somethin to prove
the key's to stay on your game, and keep friends at a distance
and NEVER forget it will all be gone in an instant
cuz survival ain't free...but its death that we pay for
see, we're all gonna die...but some break their back for a day more