The crown I wear is 'cos of the sound I bear. It aint easy I swear. I'm Thomas for a reason.Confusing myths, protruding teeth. I backed up, enthralled, I enrolled, and searched forth. That's when darkness engulfed. But in a shaft I saw sight of light as the spear of frustration transformed. Enlightening those with the brightest hope. Lightest blow trying so hard fighting foes. You know the sinister smiles. I feel like I've walk a minister's mile. Going deeper inside just for the greenest life. I'm not blinking an eye.It's Master Chef Toast, came to life after birth... ....rose like Jesus Christ on the latter 3rd whole. Either or name Hitler born again. That bitter raw pain is what I had to see ma whole way. A dance with Jesus in the falling rain. What's next? My heart hurts, I must spaz for I'm up stressed with so much debt. What they want man is hard raps but fuck that! The imagery is important, where the village I was born in. The elders is watching as Chef is sparking. Further advancing the art inherited. Albeit the heart is battling with this wrapped up heavy verse. But with understanding I accept the present which I honor the gods and carry man. It aint easy I swear... The crown I wear is cos of the sound I bear. I'm Thomas for a reason.

It was a high school crush, I do rush things at times but true what? Patience is virtue so I move on. She couldn't feel my steeze, I was genuinely in love with the queen. But she took me for a joke. I tried to utter those four letters but I chocked. All she wanted was to take it slow, in simple terms have me trapped home in the friend zone. Years went by she became a college student. I always thought what she saw me as was stupid. That was my matric year, girl let me make it clear. I wanna take it there, but I wasn't the one for I was the shy kind. Hardly spoke with the mommies yo. Oh well I fucken know. Something so embarrassing but practice is a lesson... which I had to accept it along with the rest of its characters and move on to other classes. Oh man her ass is like Helly Berry's, the very sexy, the heavy lady! Oh man how did your daddy make it? Oh man I'm lost in the moment, let me get back to the actually story unfold it. Here is the shortest version. She had the modest fashion, of course a virgin, even had for her the longest verses. And we had constant connection so I guess it was inevitable. Days went by and one night she was reachable. I felt invisible. Come over to my place, let's get some smokes and blaze. I haven't seen you in a while please call my name. Remember that no you gave me with no shame? But that's not where I'm focused now just show me flames. Sucked my dig, touched her clits, fucked until the sun was lit. But I promise though the feelings I had for her a four ago weren't as strong as she'd surely know. I guess she just saw the security and thought she could engineer the plan. Her words weren't as clear as when I had them when we were younger is this sincere man? I know it was nice and all but I'm not sure if I wanna spend another night with yo. But she got her closest right involved. The same girl that had a crush on me. Is her dreams becoming real? Look she's fucking me! But the plan was to seduce me at first but neither of them new it that music is the one with whom I'll spend my life in its entirety. I guess the fire which we had when the light was deem had her stuck in a life dream. Next thing I'm baby, next thing I'm crazy, next I'm not loving. Excuse me girl I thought we were fucking. Which round is this where I'm cause or something to your short comings. Pick a side, rich inside and speak your mind. I'm not ready to commit yet. And there you are with a lady who coursed this mess.... acting buddy, buddy. I'm writing songs chasing the bloody money.  And you want me to replace hip hop with you? I'm sorry boo, it won't be possible!

Be as wise as serpents. There's a difference between nine and seven but none between I and the brethren. I count the time and seconds and the most high blessing's as my mind is searching for my right purpose. Seeking peace of mind, all I hear is noise. But of course seeking silence from a bunch of four year boys is as trying with fear to destroy Hitler’s legacy. Picture perfectly each moment of tear and joy as I’m trying to wipe and clear the moist. Sometimes a drop of rain is all that is needed by the crop and grain. How can you ask God that gave you a balance between pleasure and the opposite praying him to stop the pain. Well I embrace it. Looking for the dime and greatness that Slim was for nine miles chasing. Will I ever attain it? Asking who am I as I watch the murder entertainment.  If you take me today Dear Lord, I’ll be ready to face you, I fear none. Wary contemplating as I'm already bored in patience, waiting for that very confirmation.  Remember our lengthy conversation? You cured my inner soul by the pictures wrote while I was still looking for a greener home. I miss that OH NO! But now it’s empty as I'm contemplating suicide but I choose life, trying to find the truth in Christ. The Messaya left me higher than here Sire and Maria but hey it’s just physical. Show me the spiritual miracles. Let me see if it’s really real all that you performed in the ancient times. I see the same crazy signs. I cant believe my magic eyes, you testing my mind as the patient high. Double standards? Well I’m a humble brother, continue to buckle and hustle. Waking up with a heavy skull. Not because I stayed up till late drunk. It’s just sleep deprivation, a workaholic in deep mediation. Eyes closed, mind slow from high soul, you cried those and fight foes, I just challenge you to try Toast’s for a day or two. Let’s see where you take it to. Believe you me, in as much as you eat you feed, live and bleed so fuck these formal shoes.  Got so much to move and share with all of ya dudes. Before I fall up into the sweet slumber mood in one of Jehovah’s rooms. Hence I hardly ever think about the chorus tune…..  Here’s the chorus tune, no chorus tune. Say my name, play my game that’s the chorus tune. When I’m gone, then I’m wrong for the chorus tune. No chorus tune, that’s the chorus tune.

Indeed........it was a cloudy day, oh what a beautiful story untold. I don't quite remember but this is how it shortly unfolds. I slept like a baby, felt I am crazy... ...just had a castle light last night after I told myself that I'd never touch it right.  I guess we are human race in relation facing temptations trying to find ways to make it on the last shred of patience. Who could she the right woman be? A question I asked while still 'wombed' in. This music is personal now, a tool which I use with the energy used to consume a gift to be the truest emcee.Let it go and look forward to the next day. I know you finding it hard to battle that debt pain. But it left brain tormented. My last penny was collected. Working everyday for peanuts what do you call that men? I paid Peter after Paul said that he was robbed bad damn!  It's a vicious cycle which we are trapped in. I could say black skinned but everyone is just masked with an identity. I rise heavily for my destiny is to find serenity when I finally rest in peace. Who would be there my wife and kids? That friend who weren't there when my mind was weak? Or people who never had a flying f to give?Man this is troubling my mind. I'm humble inside but confidence is prominent. Even when you are nervous around your elders never let them notice that. I'm just in a moses path trying to find a godly stance with the only sense that logic has. Holy F! Where am I going fam? There isn't no light at the lonely end. Narrow tunnel, in which the hallow travel. Hello, hallo heaven...When will I see the doors open? We all hoping for the promised land which God promised then. Sorry fam, you'll wait for eternity, But life is what you should be celebrating... estimating my chances as I advances. Mass debating is masturbating fast engaging with the madam masons. Let's just be patient. Goodnight!

She was the kind of friend I'd dine and dance with. Looked more fine in a dress. I liked best how she described and addressed life in its mess. Look I was nineteen in a shell still busy trying to impress. One day she told me she invites me to church. Oh such why did that lighty lad show signs of reject? At the time I thought the bible was trash. But look how far we came my nigger, weren't we guided by that? But I just wanted to light cigarettes. So long as I sipped and blazed she could lie on as I hit and just tap. Why did I not just be open with you? Now I'm just hoping to bring to your attention I was just lonely and pissed too. But surely you could see what the previous miss did do to my confidence though I was still simple. Didn't wanna make you my rebound yet. You seemed really grounded. I was just happy to see you around girl, you made my Sundays beautiful when you in the house damn. I had thoughts of marriage. But the problem with that shit is I could not with carriage put my point across furnished. I beat myself up with my skull banished after you would just close the door and vanish. Without me having said what I thought I'd manage. I wish I could just lock it and sex it. Why? Why is a bold question most masses shy away from. Since day one I new I'd be a great don. In all honesty, no and I mean any son is a failure. We just forced things down our throats. I watch the sounds I quote for the true visuals are bringing peace as would rituals. It is as good as official that marriage to me is a concept with which I will never full connect.  Never? It should never be said. I'm ever relaxed. It's just what I see with my naked eye, when I'm at home in the company of the naked I. Some people just look me straight in the eye and blatantly lie. Makes me drop a tear just for the good old ancient times. Need I mentioned mine weren't as good as yours when we went our separate high's. Maybe I'm the last sacred kind, The fake ass smiles faded like how we came high for we really decided to stay alive. It was inevitable for it to eventually rise. Lost all faith in Christ, now I just look at a page of rhymes before I say my prayer and rise. Cut my own fabric ties for I can't afford paying dimes that are carried right forward crazily by a tailor price.  Take it from me these days I'm way lonely, but faith from he the great holy make me fall in back in my way crawling as a baby talking his first mumbled words. Walk the distance double ahead of those who thought I'd stumble dead. Hardly had the time though I wanted to check the trouble heard. Hello my neighbor, sorry I missed yo yellow maker's funeral. I was just mellow blazed, and by the way hell yo, your face is beautiful.  You are so beautiful, you are so beautiful!

Just fasting through The Days...I'm just fasting through the days.It was the morning of May 28th. I was very late but we'll just leave it for a rainy day. Grand children, gather around and get seated. Persistence is the key to eventually achieve that which your heart desires. Sometimes I lack the spark in fire, but writers block is for those who might have not seen enough in this which is rough. I speak in tongues using telepathy to relay my message through music energies, Surely so truly the heavenly must have His ears open 'cos it's clear an omen is looming and I fear as it close in. If I didn't say I'm not disturbed by how designed this godly earth then I'd be lying to the lords instead, I'm locked in firm and standing adamantly more in check. I wrote my first words close to a death bed for life to be given another had to likely live earth. My mind is relaxed but I might be scared, at times it isn't fair but who said it is man? Though it should be. Someone here's a gun, hold it and shoot me.  I myself don't have the guts to end it in blood.So miserable a life but through this lyrical rhymes I see through my pitiful eyes.  The weight on my shoulders so young show up as the sun enlighten earth. Wishing yo mom had told ya that when you grow up there'll be more miseries to deal with. See to you it's series's and fiction. But to me that film is real shit. I'd be doing my sinner's vision right if I just gave you the sickest lyrics with no precision in it. As I am bleeding in rhythm, I hope you somewhere moving to and feeling this real shit.  I hope you somewhere just feeling this real shit man!A long road trip down memory lane. Every day prayed to the heaven in space to better remain ever this sane. I would say from wrecks to riches. But hey, it's just a few rands I'm reaching. The rest is giving the tax man his pieces. Spendings exceeding inflow and mommy was thinking of getting back in an instant to working in the kitchens.  NO mommy NO, NO mommy NO! I'm just a man with a plan, somehow we'll get this money slow like somebody so, who probably owns I and my buddy souls.  We wake up, it's make up, it takes what? ...just for the world to see you in paint art.

Lately I've been chilling alone, thinking I'm old, sinking in low is this shitty boat I'm cruising on. What are you doing this music for? You keep saying you serving food for thought. But who's chewing dawg? I'm still waiting for that groupy call! I guess that's what I deserve... Didn't you say it aint for moola god? Truly not at all, I cook it raw let's keep moving on. I shoot the ball. I guess it's better in gaining 8 and loosing 4. I bet you dawg this is a shaky life we playing dice saying lies just to keep gaining likes. Lord savior Christ take me away to the promised land. Or is a duty which Moses had? What is it that is mine as Toasty Chef? Growing bad only had clothes inherited from my brothers to the hoes embarrassment. But that is now only spoken past in tense.  Some of my realest friends grew up with the richest dads. But now I want more for I'm all on whom my mom and sis depends.  It depends, shit is stress when you also have a calling of spitting raps. I'm trying as a circus to find a balance as I move to higher standards. So I can with my fire purpose, finally ended see the pride in my parents.  Home sweet home, mommy I'm back with a college degree. But I have to find work and pay these mortgage fees. All I had in the morning was tea and 2 slices of bread. The crises is bad but believe me boy there's light ahead... ...at the end of the tunnel you'll rise with these words.  I wanna be with the holy whom Chris has lead.I got dreams in waiting, past the beginning phases and I'm really impatient. But if you yourself don't go deep in chasing, who do you think is he the greatest that will just give it for free in taking? I'm sinking and shaking hoping that my boat isn't fading. Come weekend with the basics fully covered you'll probably find me in the deepest basement, drinking tasteless waters mixed in vapors with weeded masons.  The words are a bit tricky in saying but vision makes sense once breathing is appreciated. Living is the greatest, ...as long as the God in he hasn't lost a G and got exhausted with the loss of oxygen. It cost a fee to cop a P. Awfully to a point I wore a feet that don't even properly fit.  Oh well I guess I've grown a G, from a B whose weight was just a 4 a bit. Awkwardly this anomaly in your fore of seeing a mortal is to a sobbing me an odd emcee with loyal genes a normal deed. Force feed the boarder kids the formal fit, and let them ignore their dreams for lawyer schemes. I know you're drawn within the horror scenes.  Just a thought, fruit for thought.

OH LORD! I'm just a mere mortal... ...and one day I'll be NO MORE! A friendly smile is tears... A vigilant eye is clear... An open minded ear... Smelling through the nose that the end of life is near... I can smell the end of life is here!   Brother it’s just you and I under the blue sky.  Why the jealousy and envy? Ever mad angry... ...like I owe you something. I stayed in school with no hoe or blunting just hope and nothing to show my cousins when I did my home comings!  But life has changed although I’m struggling with how my mind is arranged.  I bottle up the freight and rage. Poised and calm I hoist the slums. In as much as girls will go boys will come. You know the cliché right? You don’t appear as coy or dumb.  Some will spoil you fun, ...go as they come. My nigger as long as you remember your day one’s.  More seldom than not, my venom in songs that I sell ém is not expected at all as the methods of more.  So I look at the great sun.  And think of the day on which I’ll lose my brains for this. Money is just paper dawg. A value for which some are slaves and pawns.  Well I live for the greater cause. For as I lay in my grave and snore...  ...I want you to remember my accomplishments.. And as you say all the glory to the great gods... ....may all the same faults and made wrongs be blamed on the lords.  OH LORD! I'm just a mere mortal, and one day I'll be NO MORE!A friendly smile is tears...A vigilant eye is clear...An open minded ear...Smelling through the nose that the end of life is near! I can smell the end of life is here!

Show me where the river is, the greener fields where I can find Jesus' piece. A token of purity is the most important musically. My name shall ring like what in your subconscious deeply rooted like "wake up, it's school time", it takes what? Two rhymes to know my soul purpose. As I was soul searching, I met a gold merchant. He told me a wise man quoted being relentless should be your utmost of characters. Thought what I needed was hoes with assess but a homely madam is the most of essence. Close the passage! I 've shown the masses that growth in lesson goes with passion. See Thomas is cool though, also known as master who's nowhere near close to average. See the school system designed us to be fools thinking alike. But find me in my corner blazed at home more creative than in the office space. What's there to offer a race of previously disadvantage oh well jobs and maze. Just ask God in Mase, He'll share with you the bond I made with my art to allow the world to have my thoughts enslaved. Sunday evenings are darker than some lady that is grieving him. I look out of my blind window, A bachelor that's sharing the same pain as that of a white widow. Last night was real though. I saw a lad my age sniff a white kilo.... ...like it aint nothing boy. Silence is golden to appreciate it, it'll take you the gutter noise.  Couldn't even think straight. Look at the youth all they do is drink straights. Alcoholism that's where all ya'll glory is. Holy bitch! How's that glorious?  I close my only leads on a quest for the path Moses was in. If you could just show me where the river is nigger. The greener fields where I can find Jesus' piece.

I was in the midst of yes and no... but indeed hello is a key to let it go... when the point it has reached is a shallow... ...one....two... ...counting seconds, for when I'll see the cloud in heaven, Life is a movie found in purpose. But I just hope I'll be proud in the ending.  Roll the credits... See on the wedding's they don't in a wording... ...so massive tell them all is tragic for thoughts that change in ....a minute or two.  Oh well, I guess if it's meaningful... ...who am I to make it worthless? For many is working. Yo my lady madam and the made in heaven baby husband.... Whatever keeps it readily erected for when the former is amazingly wetted. No formula is the only one, although some surely are so popular. I feed the reason I I'm breathing the right essence... ...not the system designed and Si's parents... ...just want him to acquire masters ... ...in flying colors, Oh I die in wonder slow... ...for my mother holds... ...knowledge applicable... ...in mine more that what the colleges are giving you. Man with whom you connecting and speaking to... ...has seen it all listed from evening storms to reading wrongs. Only to be told off the completion forth that there's no opening for far way enriching jobs. What was I reaching for? Now I've got amongst siblings of four, three more that are similarly poor. The younger male had had enough of what has before to this dot been on. Now we just kick doors.  Tired of having as a day job in check ma behavior. Please NO disrespect ta neighbors.  I just blaze it up on my own and blast it later. It's the artist effect, massively in debt. So it's a must that he grabs in his hardest of tanks that through the music I escape the dustiest path.