It was the night of Wednesday, my boy met, his doomsday,
Died early morning thursday,
Thats what happens when ya play, in the streets of the grimey,
Now listen to the crazy story,
He was just a teen, when he became addicted like a fiend,
To the street life, mama was cracked out, Daddy's in prison,
Bound to be crime risen, persistent, in robbin hoods,
And there he stood,
In front of the judge,
Dismissed and ignored the grudge,
Everyday thinking of lives to take away,
Too many souls was taken away,
How many got hit by the stray,
Bullet its hard to over pull it,
The weights to heavy,
Drive bys in the chevy, he thinking its all gravy,
But enemies always keeps watch on thee,
Know the ending the story of crime-anology, no apology,
For his wrong doin, bubble gum chewin,
Hes used to death, so hes bound to see the bluin',
Soon in, he was walking away, from his home,
But litte did he know,  thatll be his last time from home,
Only to end up in a funeral homes,
Next to his homes,
Another murderous night gone, shown,
In the slimy streets, replacement of souls, just for another to compete,
To get to the grave, grandmas was prayin', that he'd be saved,
But couldnt be saved, rocked with the crowds of evil,
Monday to Tuesday he was really feelin' d'evil,
Thought he was Deebo, but dont know the 44,
Make em see through you,
I knew, his death was coming soon,
I see it in his eyes, with gloom,
Then Wednesday, we hit up a few *******, and dipped a few hydraulics on the sixes,
What is this?, relentless, restless
Showin',
Hit up the mall, linked up with the homie Jamal,
Who could ball, we played out until the sun died down,
Then me and my homies smoked a  pound, after that,
Then we left for uptown,
Close to eleven, im seein pictures of em in heaven,
My mind playin' tricks on me, **** Tracey,
Couldnt get right ya see,
After we hit up the club, then we hit up house party,
Right after, before the laughter, see  lightning strikes of rapture,
The grims knocking no answer,
Hes blank to the thought,
Young hustler killer,
Who thought he'd never be caught,
But the rivals ran up on em,
I broke dodge in the garage,
He was there too,
Couldn't break the bullets that flew,
Eight shots hit his body,
Bloods everywhere,
Close family to friends chimed in,
Like are you there?,
Eyes rolling in the back of his head, hes half dead,
Violently shakin', tryna hold his bread,
Im holding pieces of the lead,
No exit wound,
Felt the stiffen soon,
Hes out now, by the time police arrive, hes no longer survived,
Left behind three kids,
With no gig,
Promise ya they probably gonna
Do the same bid,
Drama repeats, another death in the streets,
Tryna play with life, only end up
with the cold sheets,


Rest in peace homie

Similar to Musiq soulchild,
I be on the verge of a vow, how,
Ya like me now,
Kool when ya know ill mow thee,
Take heed to the, J Dilla creed,
Since im the last of hip hops seed,
Yes indeed,
I make classic cuts, with no bleed,
Feel the words that feed,
Inside ya mind, or melon aint no tellin, how im scalin',
The pyramids without putting, my steps in,
Similar to Putin, why yall keep on trippin', im rippin,
Like Cal, ever since i got a taste of the Nile,
Walkin' like Moses, chariots of fire, along with women of desires,
My ultimate sapphire, goals set to reach higher,
Christ like energy, my enemies beckon me,
Tried to wreck me, but i stay on top,
Like goats be, climbing the mountain,
But never chill at the top,
Imagine that, me waiting for the plot,
Defense stance like Jordan, ya know im scoring,
Criticism writing but they boring,
I leave em snoring,
To restless breathless,
Cant touch ruthless,
Evil will always stay as long as the goodness sways,
Take a position, heaven or hell as ya commission. listen,

"like the rain that drops, in a puddle, perfectly round,
Same as the tears, that formed a crown, when it hits the ground"

Aiyo, you hear me, like your conscious admiring,
Ya deepest thoughts, finest gem the ******* talkin' about?,
Im speakin' wisdom, along with creation, blurred the stations,
Icy decks, like blast from a tech, in a snow storm effect,
Feel me like Farrakhan threats,
So go ahead and reject,
Me ill still be on ya set,
Late night like Carson, peep these bars son, spittin' mad arson,
Burn up the scene, lyrics gasoline, i just add to fire, beat kerosene,
Who can come off this clean?
,all ya see is red, when ya going for the green, and the yellows in between,
Peep that, feel the depths of soul because im black,
Darker than antimatter, splatter like pieces of a bomb shatter,
Or ya mind, i grow on ya cells fatter,
Couldn't hit this ball of rhymes,
If you was batter,
I sit like the mad hatter, in pre school never was a chatter,
But had rhymes galore,
Frustration made me madder,
Since one two, i stayed true, to the rules of the universal,
No breaks or commercial, tune in to the world show,
I detect like Tibbs, keep a plateful of ribs, for ya fake *** rappers who need bibs,
Too much food, might as well give it to the homeless,
Bless 'em with plate of glory, yes,
Manifest the realist,
Who the illest, clocks spinnin' like a gymnist, when ya hear this,
Guaranteed you'll rewind this, styles that make ya reminisce,
Remember the finest,

How can i walk with Jesus,
When its so much, chaos round us,
Trust,
I don't let my head get crushed,
By the media,
See what they feedin' ya, playin' slaves to two masters,
You can only love one,
And hate the other after,
Pick which side ya wanna choose, win or loose, be war ready or bruise,
Easily they be killin' me,
With the PC, messin' up society,
Putting lies to the future see,
Kids cant be no kids, give em task way pass adults bidz
We got drags to ****, to different scents of **** stash,
And they wonder why i mash, everything is about cash,
And little girls shakin' they ***,
And young boy boys, blast,
Lil yummies too **** hungry,
Fake rappers living good, far from the hood,
Claim they love it, but out comes no good,









its misunderstood,
Our values backwards,
I look awkward, to cowards, flip the script, put the guns down,
No need for burners or extra clips,
It only equals another rip,
Rest in peace, another death release, no links of ******, from the police,
lets break the lease,
Hard to stay sane, and survive,
In the belly of the beast,
Many demons'll feast,
When will we be released?,
From this rain, of hell,
Im growin' carousel, lord dont let my thoughts fail,
As i take a, another sip of the Ale,
Let wisdom revail,
My nature is a true re-bel,
Don't care if my record dont sell,
The revolution wont fail,
Im feelin' Freddy, seems like he rose from the dead,
Double stunted Jesus, with the stale bread, fake apostle spread,
Misquoted the bibles, that we red,
Learn the truth, get threats from the fed,
Now listen to the chorus, peep what the verses says, uh

Standin, against the moment of truth,
While i spit up in the booth,
Gotta touch the souls of the youth,
This is madness,
No more gladness, see the preacher styles,
I been had this, now they wanna get me dismissed,
*** i got stabs on the coporate, like Dr King,
Or Malcom, see and how come,
They dont want no kingdom,.
Fems to dems, everywhere if you try to be a man, theyll stare,
Stay in the loops of truth or dare, like Trump, i stay close to the lions hier,
From the taps of a.snare, you feel me like a fresh breeze of air,
Yo i aint goin' nowhere, *** me and mic one of a pair,
Like Kieth with gold teeth, gang star peep that words that are,
Knowledge mix of a collage,
Like a blemish, my vocals relinquished, once the beats, touches my voice, it's so unique,
Know when god speaks,
He comes in silence,
Wither its the skies stormy or violet,
The harder they come, the harder I hit



Yo i bring styles down like Rome,
Only drive cars with chrome,
Trimmin' spit venom, let the toxic finish em,
Something like cyanide to ya pride,
No where you can hide,
I just stay cools and slide,
In the ride, i gotta keep the stride,
Way low above the belt buckle,
Sneak hos tryna juggle,
Where my money sits, its gonna take more than ****,
To confiscate it, deeply celebrated when i made it,
But was hated the day i was created, focus on seasons,
Old thoughts cremated,
New lesson plans, un dated,
I feel kin to Egypt, we much more than slave ships,
**** chasing materials and new whips,
But keep a burner with a clip,
Just in case, they do an assassination attempt,
Against me,
I control the, heaven to hell entry,
Words like Solomon,
Shined up my third eye son,
Ring of the Lord,
Scanning my light, once i sight, my enemies grow in fright,
Its my delight, despite
What them haters write, they cant stop the reign that bites,
Like a death grip, alligator roll the time the stroll,
standing against evils, ya gotta be Bold,  what what what??

Living the codes of the streets its a hard burn,
How many brothers take the wrong turn,
Down the highway of death, instead of looking right and left,
Only options is,
Is to ******* robbery to the petty theif,
Tryna up their reps, only to get closer steps,
To the pen, or with the fams crying, shots of another dying,
From the heat,
*******, led to another destination, the situation,
Kind of sticky, tryna avoid the sneaks like Ricky,
Just rowdy, young boys in the hood, up to no good,
But its hard to beat, when ya tryna leave the code of the streets,





And whos there to guide us,
And lord provided us,
With a taste of the garden,
Not speakin' Madison Square,
Why am I here or there,
Street hustlers, ghetto hos pushin' *** for the **** musclers,
We just strugglers, tryna make it out the slums, and how come,
We cant get ahead,
Seems like it's always tussle for bread,
I get watch by the feds,
And they ask me where i head,
Im just tryna live the next day, got double d hidden, in display,
Blended with the cops, its an everyday matrix, playin' tricks,
Im motionless, peep how many snitches will ****,
On ya graved, at that same time, they say theyre saved,
While gettin' paid, see em grow, from a pinto to an Escalade,
Double mansion with a few maids,
It's like playing charades,
Cant catch cold feet,
From the rhythm of heat,when ya sinnin' the code of the streets