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****** and ******* ain't **** let's play house...


Huh its so many ****** and ******* claimin'
They real
When they only showing out for mass
Appeal
I'm a gangstarr cuz all eyes are on me look at
The insanity
Fools claim they livin' it when they fakin'
It
See the demons chillin' in the snake
Pits
The hardest to hit none above me so keep on
Talkin' ****
Advance my haters to an early grave make
'Em my slaves
Treat em worse than Pharoah my rod and staff
Shall conquer
****** and ******* tryna diss me subliminally but they ain't  stopin' me
Or droppin' me with so many phonies switchin' up
Personalities
I'm addin' Talleys from another fatality huh I'm
War veteran
So keep on talkin' got all these *******
Walkin'
Feel my shadow of death I see the colds from ya
Breath
Ya casket bound soon to drown and get
Pound
Fake folks all around say they about unity but
I feel ya anger enraged
Suckas mad cuz my mind ain't caged and
Staged
Plays of drama word to my mama most ****** on
Her livin' they life in
fear
Say the same **** different day which results
That make no pays
My own people worse than them pale devils I'm
A warrior and a rebel
So come on let the games begin bring on the
Sins
Showin' out too hard for pain I see you getting
Migraines
But y'all ****** ain't ready for my war games so
******* fake ****** and dames cuz real folks
Ain't the same huh





Now that I've been crucified I turned
To the dark side
My melanin hide ain't got **** but my
Pride
Fake ****** fear me mad cuz I
weakened their energy
Circling around me I see a ****** of
Crows
Visions of me chained by own
People
Death row feel the depths of hell
Below
Embraced by the revolutionaries
principles
Labelled an animal I'm a terrorist cynnical
Makin' miracles
Once the pen and pad touches my hand I
Form a band
Of legions see these ****** barely breathin'
And reachin'
Out no doubt let the gun muzzle rest on their
Snout
Lord forgive 'em for they know not what they
Do
Still give em ghetto blues soon to snooze you
Lose
Huh Everytime ya try step into my sward from the
SP to the Third ward
I was born hard from fake friends to family
Y'all ******* cant ****
With me
Too many tattoo tears shed I'm.feelin' like what
Pac said
Say real **** on the streets ****** iz gunnin'
Bullets at ya head!!!??



#fakeconsciousness #allafad #foolstillwithaslavementality #stillinthesestreetz
#fakefolksalwaysthefirstoclaimtheyreal
#muth­afuckazwannaseemeinmycasket

Just like Pac said "my own people turned on
me I'm tryna reach & stand for
my people
but my own people
put a bullet in
me" (echoes)
This is a special dedication to a fake conscious sista you a joke loc
I say **** kanye **** kanye **** kanye yea yea eeeee
I say **** kanye **** kanye **** kanye yea yea eeeee

I say **** kanye **** kanye **** kanye yea yea eeeee
I say **** kanye **** kanye **** kanye yea yea eeeee



So many sellouts claimin' they real when they only want a mass stage appeal
****** swear they be down for the hood? but how while living lavish in the white neighborhoods?
This ***** turned ****** doo ****** where the **** are you? You loosin' ya black views
How the ******* gone say slavery was a choice I remember when you had a voice
Ever since you called Bush out it seems like got drained out
Gallons of blood a spiritual transfusion ***** ya loosin'
Ever since your lips ****** on that white ******* **** **** them Kkkhardashians say it louder once the mic enter my hands enemies get the sweatin' cuz of my verbal weapon
yeah ya been coming out makes me doubt
No wonder why they call you gay fish half of them ******* is really *******
In the celebrity world where boys is girls and girls is boys seduced by the evilness that swirls life ain't about diamonds and pearls
Pandoras box dusty as **** so no need to throw a fit Kanye I got a black polished AK' forty seven ready to send you to heaven
No ladder leaning on a stagger soon to end up a plastic bagger
Coroner's dinner deaths the winner while ya visions growing thinner
**** what ya stand for I take you back through the "wire" throw gasoline all over you then light a fire burning your empire
**** your kids and ya legacy none of us admire
Your coonery I'll crown you with thorns full of barbed wire til your soul transpires

Yeah punk ***** so
I say **** kanye **** kanye **** kanye yea yea eeeee
I say **** kanye **** kanye **** kanye yea yea eeeee
I say **** kanye **** kanye **** kanye yea yea eeeee
I say **** kanye **** kanye **** kanye yea yea eeeee


Also **** them white ***** kkkhardashian once again letting you know how they do brothers in
****** go crazy or end up in the pen or another gender trend
**** making friends **** chasin' ends
And if you wanna join kanye ya casket ready soon to be tucked in ....
Night night you ***** ******* die slow
Cyrus Gold May 2016
Raise your hand* if
your confidence is reaching its limit
Well let me tell you,
don't dare believe it for a minute

A poet stands at the center
of circles of illusions
Sparked by the fire within
and burnin' institutions

They write about the current state
as far as they can see it,
as well as personal doubts
claimin' that they can feel it

Don't hand your savings over,
'cause now you pay it forward,
but life won't pay you back,

So what you say to that?

"I say we're bein' controlled
by such an evil system;
a metal contract was forced
on lost and bleedin' victims."

"I don't agree with you, man.
We're where we need to be.
With very little control,
we risk to eat for free!"

We risk to eat for free?

"Food's a commodity!
And with overpopulation,
I say this honestly!"

"Don't mean to interrupt;
your notion of depravity
appears dumbfounded and
far from grounded by gravity."

"I say this world belongs
to kings and innovators;
hope of the people is thrown
to the incinerator."

"We're seeking liberators
mightier than the sword.
We work to buy them a pen -
weapons we can afford."

"And when their eyes are wide open
I think that writers see
the world not for what it is,
rather what it could be."

"Yeah! They're talkin' for us metaphorically,
imaginin' utopias for you and me,
questions answered rhetorically."


The world is yours**
and no one else's,
so live to give it more time
through love and being selfless.
The piece could be a bit confusing, but to provide context, the first four stanzas revolve around a teacher asking his students the question (title of this piece). The rest are responses from different students. Fictional.
Cyril Blythe Aug 2012
My fingers ache, pulsate, and I clench with visible nerves.
Again, I push the rusty harmonica to my lips and the pack is hushed.
My pinky fingers are twitching as I play my starting notes
The melody is hollow but I mean for it to be.
They’re all glaring with their innocent eyes. Now I sigh and sing:

He’s a-comin’ sinners,
The trumps’ will sound,
A-riding the silver cloud,
Ain’t no one can hide.

The final notes shake, employed hurriedly for my purpose.
My dry fingers nervously sliding and pinching together,
I know these college kids have money, I know they do, I know they do.

Ammm Lord I’m-a sing,
Blue dawns a-breakin’
Ammm Lord I’m-a weep
Broken soul you’s takin’

They judge me because I’m homeless,
Because I lay crack, my skin, the white-powder, my sin.
My shedding nails and red eyes are thirsty for more,
They don’t know me, no, no, no I’ll prove they are wrong:

My sistah’s brother a-broken,
******* hunger claimin’ this; his soul.
To the devil or against it He, I stand
Lord help me mend our broken soul.
Jenay Breden Jun 2013
I didn't feel so conflicted
till I got in the moment
holdin' strong egos,
like chessin' opponents
who could hold out and show they're the strongest
of love
tryin' to hide they ever felt any
but how could they
when everyone's the enemy
why would I trust you, when I'd do to you,
what you might do to me?
So cat n' mouse chase
won't look ya right in the face
lying to myself that I don't miss the ****** embrace
why even care when its just a race
for that feel good first hit
when it aint found
claimin rights to quit
quit ******* what
life?
ya man I'd be the first to tell ya
I've written a verse
on sacrificing myself for the own good
of the ******* earth
but hands on the shoulders
stopping the ******
from the right to shed skin
they're own contraband

n' now its tough
everyone thinks they're the diamond on the ruff
but told true to dwelling in the soul hard n gruff
keepin to the sunrise, lookin to the set
under nights hand guard
everyone's a threat
guns in the temple
consider em mental
for resenting the present social norm
of talking to everything and everyone
just to mold n conform

light n dark is a misconception
cuz there's lots of beautiful **** to be let in
by your own definition thas what matters
can't be bothered by other mad hatters perception
give what you need n always be freed
from the chains set in place by societies greedy ****** need

and
its all to ******* beautiful
to the human hating anti social
to admit they'd slice the life to their own sacrificial right
not abandoning light but the body gifted to the sight of others
that's what brings the sadness
cuz from the dirt, leaves and trees
is this made up ruling tyranny
madness to take flight n life
is just plain beautiful sadness
I had been at a wedding where my friends were getting married, an old lover was there, which is chill but both of us were awkward with each other, which is ok too.  It was actually kinda funny.  We have a habit of sending art or free flows to each other, I was sitting outside the venue drinking a beer and smoking when he left on his skateboard, and I vomited this free flow all over some paper.
katrinawillrich Feb 2015
**** monkey matchin
No silverbackin plus
Cents crackin
Legin generatin genesin
Kept revelation runnin
War paint tattooin
Dropped nitpickin
Not speaking for all seeing
I's
So **** that ind
Short e pro sent
Ridin' those who drivin'
Securin Isisin icinism
Goin' sketch fhiminism
Not scared to fold my poker
Face ain't evin though these
eight *****(is) grabbin
Yea that much baggin
up cruel indifferent
No difference
Just hook line skankin
Splish splashin groupie
Numeration
Won't color gender but hawk skinned race De baitin'
Outlivin' the momentiun
Bendin those poets brigade in
Coded runaway genius claimin sistym
Bro rexin, t burnin'
Cause Im beatin up
Atom baby momma
Metapen sweepin'
Follow him
Or her or them
Just stay the **** away from
Mygenes aint cells splittin eyes crackin'
***** you know you can hear
Me writin'
No x marks the bar outletin
Find another plug
Or source I'm not chargin
Will en riched by those
Germans who made the mistake
Of breedin' while sleepin'
Ima a boss that don't speak
Keep readin'!
This is
Cobbsland. Stop countin
stars shining in daylight poppin
science whorin metaphorin
Alien abductin
Yea, they love them some black
Womins'    shh its a secret          (ethnics ethics)
Gullah grainin
Freed my *** so my mind is
No longer trainin ill rainin'
laggin' no cadillac, no car, in my
dents in my
Accents indentin
I'm not from africa muthaphucka
But i represent
Kin clickin against
Genesin.
Zachary May 2013
Listen to October sing
the dancin' breeze
through leafless trees
the stabbin' cold in every thing

And to his narrow
tree branch brings'
a raven claimin'
oh, most everything

"Ring-ting-jingling"
catch that chimin' bird a ringin'
nine o'clock
nine times in stock to chime
and that old birds wastin' no time
a-singin'
Kewayne Wadley Jan 2019
Good gawd O' lawd
I can't hide it.

Suppose to be doing other things.
Here she go again
Showing her face.

She packed her bags.
Left before the door could close.
Left fa' anotha man.

Lawd A mercy
Here she is again.
Showing her face.

I can't hide it lawd.
Catching the door fo' it close.
Suppose to be doing other things.

Find these old receipts.
Piece my heart here and there.
Good lawd I hid it from ma' self

She claimin' she leavin'
Come back wondering round
Showing her face.
Lawd A mercy

Left before the door could close
Left fa' anotha man
Lawd A mercy
Here she go again

Here I go again
Catching the door fo' it close.
Now really peep the game though
Gotta change my scenario
Sit back and charge a cigarillo
Stop ******* with them kilos
Hopped from a Benzo to low low
Glasshouse with the pokin' 84s
Foes is hoppin'  guns is poppin'
Body droppin'
Once I let off aint non stoppin'
Claimin' I'm insanity in these streets
Wish I never met pistol pete
Cuz of life he greets
In the presence of where
Darkness meets
And enemies love to compete
But everyday is a battle
Stuck In a. Give with 24 **** hours to live
Yeah


So beautiful life used to be
Well hell naw lets turned
Back to slavery
Where all of my peeps used to see
Bright and sunnt
Locked in whips and chains
For the entertainment industry
Now that I gotten a little wiser
My mind explodes like a geyser
On the earth in the wind
Blowin fire hot as a dryer
To my flows I kick ya desire
Many rhymes come in a style
Been a wild since I was a child
Played foul never did I smile
I'm givin sonic booms like guile
Been while
Since I step on the scene
Mean as Joe Greene
Aimmin' macks at soft peens
Being a hero ain't what it really means.and it seems
No matter how hard I fight live
I only got 24 mo' to give 24 hours to live
listening to this new rap
makes me wanna take a nap
I wish I could slap
all these mumble rappers
backwards act awkward
cuz my guns call
out cowards
soon to get showered
by my bullets no protection
ya stiff as an *******
teaching lessons
hidden like a blessing
for those who guessin?
step back before. ya get hit
like a lumberjack
split ya like a crack
yea it's yosef
on a sneak attack
black in effect reject
what society sets
jet like a ski getting busy as a bee
I know ya don't like me
but I gives a ****
competition fronting
be prepare for the slam summer jam
at the bayou classic
spittin flawless with my magic
got ya stunned as voodoo who crew ?
could do what we do?
stay fry or better yet high
just giving up the real
knocking empire down
for mass appeal



prepare for the Armageddon
no more letting
up as I bruise up
the corrupt
makin slices
like cold cuts
like jelly in the ****
naw I ain't trying
to diss the ladies
but the ladies be playing games
with ya mind g
in society
I rep the **** and the **** I rep
watch my steps
so I don't fall
victim to the game or the system
hit em with a rhytmn
that they can't deny
got ya knot like in ties word to the wise
like smoke on the rise
ya know the degrees
getting hotter and hotter
smooth as Sinatra
break em off proper
once the keys tease
to ya mind I please .with these
lyrics hard for ya to clear it
once I steer it
in ya direction make a selection
who ya choosin
them wackos
or the true rap impresario intellectual
cuz I'm keepin' it real real
knockin flakes out
claimin they got mass appeal
AK chipmunk soul Mar 2019
Yo, you fukin with the baddest,
no i ain't the other kid
claimin hype, im gettin right and Ni
gas hate the status.

I think its cause, they just dont know,
how long i've been at this
i've never ever heard a beat I can't Randy Savage.

the way you lookin at me, lookin like I'm just average,
baby im just tryna make you see through..: Glasses
I hate when you're passive, the tension gets so massive
started from the basement... So why we in the attic?

maybe we some addicts, your love's asthmatic..
I love it when you in the bed, working that maGIC!
I know we got problems, so lets move past it..
no turn around.. back it up.. like that ss did!

You know I'm just playin, you already know these actions..
type of moves, keeps the mood.. total satisfaction
Baby aint no laxin.. specially when I'm rappin
Sh
t, I spit real, so much, they need Captions

Ain't nothing in this world, through the sadness.. the ashes
so baby can we live it up, until we in our caskets?
Don't go and be phony, like the ones who be actin..
look in each other's eyes... tell me, can you feel the passion??

I used to try to sneak these looks.. starin at her as* and..
she caught me lookin once, she tried to make it so dramatic
Baby, you a dime.. tryna find the way AT IT..
put you in my wallet, ya you can live lavish,

If I-ever-sign (Iverson). they might think it was the PRACTICE..
but baby its you.. its true.. how low that *ss gets.
you liein with a bull (
Liabilities).. who be likin all your assets..
Equity to get with me. Aint even seen the half yet.

And I aint even done.. I aint even at the half yet..
I'm just here to merc.errrr. bustin up your bracket
I'm in outer space. ya my mind reach the vastest..
choppin up your crew.. mutinies up at Krastor's!

I'm freeing all your chains so that you can **** the masters!
don't let them seize your fate.. you just gotta be faster!
Don't let them bring you down, ya they nothing but some bastar*s
tryna hold you back.. while you tryna move past them..

Dont let it bust your head.. life is what you can imagine,
Don't need a fking genie, to be the next Aladdin!
No need to show your pain.. don't just sit in bed saddened..
Find what you love.. WORK! then laugh at them...
https://soundcloud.com/da-govenah-267872939/unapolagetic      here is the song if you'd like to listen :)
The truth is played on a lie
To deceive the pupils in your eye
Realize you ain't seeing the prize
Until you die you see it was all a lie
Trying find path of righteousness
But ain't none righteous
cuz we got corrupted leaders feeding us
Quick to bust out knowledge just cuz they gotta degree from college
Or became a library scholar yo it makes me wanna holla
Pro vs against it's all on the same collar
On the shirt at the end they all about dollars
And cent leading there mental scent
To confused the weaker minded innocent
I'm feelin" my sixth sense
They don't follow man but another man telling you not to follow that man
But to follow him as a man?
Either way it's idol worship fools need a whole in they head like bird ****
Unexpected like death selected projected
For the next body to be injected soul collected
To the underground philosopher who's laughing at ya
Everyday is a duality with spirituality
Made from broken principalities
Sitting lovely never trust the reporters on TV
Never trust the rumors circling communities
Cuz they end there mission
Is to see you suffering soon to tuck ya nice a way in a coffin
Too often fools lack cuz they softening
Skins made rough so I get in toughen
Since I see the cascades of sin breakin' within
A society that can't even feel the wind
Even though it's in front of them
They still preach a conspiracy just to fake a legacy
Most aint who they say they are?
That's why they need a disguise to who they really are?
Claimin God is Good but Satan was the falling star
Of the Sun is really a nemesis
Or is God really the one causing sickness
Check the bible of Leviticus
Cuz to many followers missing this
What about the trick played on Lot
Devil and God wage to put em in a slot
Let his skin rot and family got
Killed under Gods shield But somehow we filled
To believe Satan is the main one who deceives?
Think about it everything that's forwards goes reverse
Everything you learn put to a mental hearse
Cuz y'all brains is dry begging for thirst
There's two ways of being fooled
One to believe what is untrue
And to unbelieve what is true
See the intention made off Hegelian Dialectic
So many will reject it But it's known to be selected
Thoughts only process what they think Or a guess
Only to agree their nerves then say their bless
And that God just Puttin em through a test
I manifest the realist illest none could chill this
My thoughts a million degrees below zero
Means ya freeze once ya open the doors
To Yosef temple be prepare to be schooled
Ain't such thing as a solid truth it's just mixed up
To keep you with the spoof chips tooth
While the descendants of the fallen angels
use real humans as puppets
So They can set up the world and **** it
Up with the confused doctrine ecumenical principles
Its easy to swallow everybody soon to be sleepy as hallow
Headless on a headrest hands across ya chest
Well I guess ya did ya best tryna expose things like the rest
But death hooked wit the crest

And guess what at the end the truth still playin'....
#Knawimseyin'..
So many suckas claimin
They love us
Destroying hip hop
I call ya **** hop staged the prop
So many intellects get shot
No more real lyricism
In the game I came
To put out the fire
But the flows ain't trying
To be heard by the higher
Power so I gotta devour
I go for the jugular
Don't care forget being a regular
I'm not a masturbater
But ill debate a master causing disaster
Slaughter the rhyme with ease
Massagin' temple
With these spiritual ephipanies
How I come I be
A threat to society can't quiet me
I be the representer of the black galaxy
And death to who ever threatens me
Never shady cant trust anyone not even my own lady
Feelin' like Turner With the burner
Grab ya magazine and turn tha
Page see another brother engaged
By the sounds of police guns
And no one in rage but in a rage
When you point out there political raids





Yeah so what I gotta act up
Cuz they wanna keep me in the cut
Arrested development
But I broke the commitment
Of being apart of the imprisonment
I cause mind riots they try to keep me quiet
Say I'm violent cuz I speak on justice
But it's just us brother chilling
Then they come to bust
Us for drug paraphernalia But I'll tell ya
We ain't the ones bringing drugs and guns
Along with the ammunitons
Poisons in our community
Then claim.we be the problem of society quietly
I see the thoughts unravel
Now they gentrify my neighborhood
So **** white jews can feel good
But too many dummies in hood
Sellin' there property for cheap good
Feedin' off material your misguided
Spread em.with knowledge
They get silent
Wake up my sister and brothers
They plotting us against one another
Cant you see it naw they rather fool
Be addicted and used as a tool
Black masses you don't need glasses
To see the ******* they pull on us
Too many bitin' dust cant even trust
Our own they droppin' chem trails
So well always roam
Baby mamas makin' dramas
Isolate the black man
Serve with court papers in hand
And it started off with his mama
Fathers absence makes for prison entrance
Since adolescent
I been target for termination regardless
If I'm.doing wrong or right
And they say it ain't about black or white
Coded language makes me anguish
At how they label us
But trust we coming back
With vengeance
Just like when we broke the slavery allegiance
Drug my thoughts with food so they can't be created or a battle initiated
Yo **** child support all up in the courts
Using men as a sport to ******' snort
Money by the ton now I see why father's run
A marathon oh wait I need money for lil' darren
I see them staring tryna break in
Tear in into ya monetary system
**** who's listenin' let the shine glisten
******* starvin' playin' a cold victim
Get off ya *** and get a job you ******' slob
High luxury living the life of a robber
Find the judge and slash his juggler
**** your ***** laws sharing ya ***** draws
With the judicial official now I'm blowing the whistles
Show my **** just to **** on you yeah


Now you hear all of the kids crying
Fathers dying from all the **** lying
By these mother's conniving and jiving
Tellin' lies within' and the kids still wonderin'
Why daddy won't come around
It's because she ran daddy into the ground
******* can abort a kid without a penalty
For free but if she wanna drop a baby
Then the "any named" father will pay a fee
Wither or not he the **** daddy
Then they up creating a false debt
Now you a pet I'm sending death threats
**** that ***** *** lawyer feel these hoyas
Bustin' shots til my heataz come and boil ya
**** these lazy ******* I'll never be loyal to ya
*****


Once i saw the corrupt laws they make
And take break families up at the sake
Just to keep the machine feeding
Many out here bleeding uncovered
Seeding tryna find a truth to believe in
Can't receive no amends with a back bend
So women can still pretend they want men
But really want a pension babys reachin'
Used as a leechin' and leasing preachin'
To her court fans of angry American women
Claimin' that you a dead beat but obsolete
The kids so they dont even get to speak
Until they **** near at they testosterone peak
Or better yet adolescence abscent but present
See this is what ya dumb mothers do to thee
Now she mad cuz the **** didn't last
Now feel this twelve gauge reality blastttt
Bard Apr 2019
The family only ever hit me up for some money
Never gave a hand out they'd only bite it, its funny
A broken home, all claimin blood thicker but its runny
Never felt love I feel the rain even when its sunny

My father addicted to the pills and quick thrills
Drunk eyes vacant glazed over one day this will
**** he will leave me so I left him up on the sill
We don't speak no more cuz he just keeps poppin pills

My uncle the funniest coolest of guys
He robbed me and left me with lies
On me he pulled out the gun and knives
We meet it'll be the end of one of our lives

My aunt found happiness in a bottle
Her my grandmother would coddle
Her who would steal to sip from the bottle
Lost her kindness and heart now she wobbles

My mother whom I loved so dearly
Kicked me out and made me see clearly
Love isn't for me I know now sincerely
Even now I know she feels so guilty

My grandmother bipolar love disorder
Her love was always stuck on the border
But never for me did it ever falter
For the rest, though she was an enabler

Cousins addicted to **** and to theft
So many reasons for why I left
But now I just feel completely bereft
No family anymore their final theft
Yeah my ancestors
Are my protectors
Since black cotton
We been rotten
And my folks forgotten
Still livin' in poverty
**** this society
They love eyin' me
And see a brother
In the penitentiary
To make us
Take on homosexuality
And our woman
Went to bed
With the government
Takin' us back
To slavery times
Imma break the struggle
But too many
******* wanna juggle
Over obstacles
And ****** in
The same ****
Claimin' they ain't snitch
But turn *****
Once one of
They homies hit
Flip the kabbitz
Feel like I'm in the offense
Tryna evade the blitz
Ghetto tricks with saggy ****
May get ya wig split
Regardless if it's blood there's no sorrow
Life's not promised tomorrow
This **** too deep
For a playa though
So I sit back
And watch the corrupted
Seeds grow
And all is rotten
Got **** still
Payin' for black cotton

And my ambition
Is to put a dent
In the commission
Elitist can't all delete us
Comin' for our planted fetus
And these dumb broads
Killin' us while feedin' us
Poison can't get
Enough joy and
Seems like God is gone
And replace with Satan
Huh since the city
Sittin' on seven hills
I see the truth reveals
Right in front of my eyes
No more lies
To be buried no longer worried
My visions stronger
Than ever none could sever
Me from wisdom and destiny
The man in me
Was made out of prophecy
It beckons that these demons
Around me
Is my own family
Come against me
And watch my pistol aim
Freely
Closin' souls alongs
With caskets this is for ya
Envious *** *******
Walking backwards
Black cotten
Pinned striped suits,
No hand me downs,
These clowns,
Catch pounds of my fist, the rhyme's so **** crisp,
Makin' a suckas cup flip,
Like girls movin' they hips,
Stares of the brothers like they wanna get a grip,
Only Hennessey on ice I sip,
No tales from the crypt,
Lay low like a rider knock a,
hater off balance, real life skills,
Plus im illmatic mastered,
Deeply tatted,
Hoes try to have at it,
Plot to take grabs of my money,
Expose their bad habits,
Twist some cabbage, words of a ill savage,
Broke the bandage of life exposed with open wounds,
No cries at birth, when came out of the womb,




Walkin' like Jesus, with the mind state
facetious,
Please just focus, life's a *****, then ya die,
Now i know why, hate and love, got the best marriage,
Pullin' up with tragedies carriage,
Baby problems, somebody always tryna rob 'em,
Wither its morals, to scripted orals,
Written over the airwaves,
Ignored what they say, and the games they play,
Til the day my head lay, on a pillow minus the rogue,
Society so cruel, y'all know the rules, see the ****** risin' in Jeruz,
Israel to Palestine, been warrin'  since beginning of time,
if ya know what I mean,
Searchin' for the savior,
Claimin' they right, but so many out of behavior,
Most of their problems minor, but they turned into major,
Hate versus hate, only for more styles to create chaos,
And the land of cross, over ya broke for dead, ignorin' the lies that been done spread,

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