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Grits - Get The Picture
(from the album Mental Releases)

1st Verse

Insanity runs through my veins I strain...
The struggle is intense, immense is the perpetrator...
Slippin' into a state of instability, it's killin' me...
The deeper it sinks, the weaker my thinks get...
I quit, my minds playin' tricks on me...
First it says you'll make it, but then it says your history...
Creepy like Anne Rice, I think twice then thrice quadruple, my thoughts more loose than stuff in Kaboodle's...
Oodles and oodles of death threats my chest...
The demons taken form as the better of the best...
This truth has yet to come and save a brother in distress...
I guess I'm just a victim born into this mess...
Repetitive the situation it happens every time...
Why can't I see it coming, why can't I see a sign? My heart races my face changes formation

I plead the fifth I can't reveal my frustrations...
Cause if I do I'm weaker in the view of peers...
I hold the tears until it burns...
This the illustration of a man with a broken heart...
Picture what the Father feels when we depart...


Chorus

Envision the content
Kidnap the message
Imagine if...Get The Picture?


2nd Verse

The Veras and Alices cause calluses on my fingertips...
The thing that sips at my juices produces feeling of why I must develop and swell-up, envelop, propel-up, embellish...
Thinking of past things make me hellish...
Enslavement of a race, using the back entrance of a place, do I hang my head in shame still losing face...
Umm, umm...
Happiness moves further from me, won't budge from my grudge, I'm cursed to be fudge...
Perverted scruples get inserted in my pupils, titillating fleshly thoughts...
I'm bout to act upon hatred built upon things done indirectly feelin' like the objective is to disrespect me...
I often thank the Lord for forgiving me of my past but yet its a shame I cannot do the same...
With focus intact my minds far from easin', greasin', no ones' perfect for a reason...
Get the picture...