Sean Shakespeare – “GHOST”

Sean Shakespeare – “GHOST”

February 21, 2020 14 By William Hollis


I’ve killed the beast within me, My blood has prevailed, I stand before you on this night to tip the scale. All that’s sacred has been lost. Every culture’s for sale. I translate what is seen in surgical detail. I’m a ghost. A wandering soul in the flesh. A messenger cheating his death, keeping it fresh. Expression is freedom at best. The past is a latter to mind. The future is harder to climb. Excuses are signs
you’re loosing your mind, a slip at a time. We nickel and dime, tryna build a fortune. Passion turns to torture. Crack your mirror, curse the portrait, pay the bills on who supports it. It’s beautifully morbid, in an orbit through the groove that I chose. Keep the ego out my ear,
and hold your fears by the throat. No plateaus,
committed to living I’m diggin through visions of cash flow, citizens willing to give in to gimmicks of glamor and riches need backbone. Limited dreams, dont live within me. Infinity’s all I see. Live in the beat. Definitive steeze,
the image of me. No plateaus, committed to living I’m diggin through
visions of cash flow, citizens willing to give in to gimmicks of glamor and riches need back bone. Limited dreams, don’t live within me. Infinity’s all I see. Live in the beat. Definitive steeze, the image of me. No plateaus, no shadows, no slack known no lack shown no rats home no flat tones no wack clones no flack owned no plateaus, no shadows no slack known no lack shown no rats home no flat tones no wack clothes no flack owned. No plateaus, no shadow, no slack known, no lack shown, no rats home, no flat tones, no wack clones, no flack owned. No plateaus, no shadow, no slack known, no lack shown, no rats home, no flat tones, no wack clones, I have traveled light years. My blood is a trail. I’m here to guide you to through the stairwell
out of hell. The future’s cloaked in ashes. The phoenix prevails. I translate what is seen in surgical detail. I’m taking the time to think. Revealing my mind in the ink. I live in the land of the greed. No enemy worthy to see. Livin’ the dream is my meaning to breathe. Floating a stream
of consciousness, I pass life’s nonsense with a skip and a leap. Ready as ever to be,
great, The future I see. Thoughts are built to achieve. Sweat is a part of the feat,
bartering heart for the green is the reason this industry’s weak,
same reason our ignorance speaks. Intelligence sleeps. Honors irrelevant within this hellish parade
of false reverence. Immolate hesitance,
settle for none, the stories begun. No plateaus,
committed to living I’m diggin through visions of cash flow, citizens willing to give in to gimmicks of glamor and riches need backbone. Limited dreams dont live within me. Infinity’s all I see. Live in the beat. Definitive steeze, the image of me. No plateus, committed to living I’m diggin through visions of cash flow, citizens willing to give in to gimmicks of glamor and riches need backbone Limited dreams dont live within me. Infinity’s all I see. Live in the beat. Definitive steeze, the image of me. No plateaus no shadows no slack known no lack shown no rats home no flat tones no wack clones no flack owned No plateaus, no shadow, no slack known no lack shown no rats home no flat tones no wack clothes no flack owned No plateaus, no shadows, no slack known no lack shown no rats home no flat tones no wack clones no flack owned. No plateaus, no shadow no slack known no lack shown no rats home no flat tones no wack clones