Flight Plan - DJ Criminal, Illogic

It’s concrete consequence ‘cause common sense ain’t the norm

Bleed confidence, avoid obstinance in any form

I’ve tried to listen and feed off the missions, failed to one

Cleaned my plate and beckoned the master for seconds in the sun

We tunin' forks in the road, direction based on a keen ear

Fives senses in one sentence, there’s nothing to see here

Sniff out vermin and get ‘em touched but let’s be clear

We feast, no famine, with a little planning, we all can eat here

It’s seconds, minutes and hours, are ours to hold

I try to take time and admire the flowers and their souls

With seeds planted, we see from the vantage of growth

Trees stand in the dirt, the knees landing for the advantage of hope

Heads bow, palm to the clouds is my fighting stance

Whether in a crowd of thousands or marooned on an island

Pockets solid, addressing violence so remain silent

Y’all serving up the innocent with the spine of Pontius Pilate

I’m a

Diamond in the rough but never cold to my right hand

No script, just feed my mind a mic and a mic stand

Knowledge born from the udder into students flourishing in the pasture

Under the master’s tutelage with a flight plan

They crown him summa cum laude, those doubting the best ain’t never seen him

routed in the flesh

He’ll bring the cloudy to your steps

So I come and no need to guess

We crystal-ballin' with a callin', y’all got caution in your breath

Cats worship with Lucifer’s bust, don’t know who to trust

The wrong move could have you not movin' much or oozin' guts

Don’t gotta be the hardest but of this hardest, we the cream

Pen floating, slicin' in silence like a samurai swing

In this land of quicksand, lay heavy on each footstep

Desperate in the desert, not sure what’s right or who’s left

Stay thirst-quenchin' to dodge the mirage

The stop sign of the times, that’s why my mind’s a collage