it was suggested
that there be no nexus
between texas and your pal-
omino - tagging the alamo, **?

en el barrio, yo(u)-
and your gringa  homecoming
queen in tight-assed jeans
-running with ms-13?

-playing twister with your hipster
sisters misters smith & wesson
oiled up and and ready to go
- new mexico?

i found you in tres piedras
at a place called ortega's
eating huevos rancheros
- shooting jose cuervo?

-muthafucka mara salvatruchas
in a red camaro and two bruthas
on a burro with bow and arrows
-stole your palomino?

-they shoot horses
don't they?

riding the black el camino
-on the blue mesa.

r ~ 9/30/14

when the sweethearts left,
we took off our token smiles
and overly-kind eyes.

my roommate grabbed a beer,
quickly ****** it off,
i put on "beat connection" by lcd,
and the derailment of the night
began with some synth and burps.

i made a *** of coffee,
went outside,
the neighbors were having a party,
making a stew,
grilling chicken,
drinking,
drinking,
drinking,
and exhaling enough smoke to signal the natives.

"are you drinkin' coffee muthafucka?"

"hi, i'm josh, and yes."

"the name's chase."

"nice to meet you." *******.

before i knew it chase, our neighbors,
and about three people i didn't know
were in my apartment.

chase looked at a picture of lennon in
our living room.
asked me my favorite beatles album.

"probably sgt.peppers."

"you like that gay ****?"

"if that's gay ****, yes i like gay ****."

he grunted with rednecker royalty.

"the white album is probably my second favorite,"
i offered.

"man, the white album is the ****.
there is nothing else."

someone said they had some fire, if anyone was interested.
everyone was.

there was a dark-skinned boy, with snow white teeth and a fake afro, rapping as i clumsily played an acoustic.
there was a 26-year-old ***** and his 43-year-old wife
smoking a bowl in my bedroom,
there was my roommate vomiting on the carpet,
there was everyone
and
there was
me.
there was everyone
and
there was
me.

His first love should've been basketball and his second, girls
because his name was Juan and he represented the white, red
and blue bandera, Dominicano puro cien porciento del capital
entiendes compai? understand homie?
and that label meant that he threw empty beer bottles
at abandoned houses and smoked second hand ****
because he was too broke to buy from the good dealers
and he hollered at girls with wide hips and short skirts that walked by
(oye mama tu si eres linda ven aquí!)
they would giggle and roll their eyes at him but of course
because he was one of those light skinned boys, the type
with light eyes and smooth brown hair that every girl dreamed
about, they would holler at him back the very next day
//
His first love was basketball and his second, was not
girls, his second love was words; it was the craziest ******* thing
in the world, to be a boy and not be crazy over women is one
thing, but to be Dominican and not in love with every muchacha
en el Barrio es una cosa de los maricones! as his best friend
would say as he shook his head disappointedly, muthafucka had
the finest beauties the Caribbean had to offer swooning as he
spoke, and he was in love with palabras de los gringos? but it didn’t
matter, he loved words like the junkies loved drugs and like
his best friend loved women, and while every other sin verguenza
on his block would dance to the hypnotizing beat of merengue and
bachata, he would watch by on the roof of the abandoned building
nearby and he would write it all down: how the lights of the neighborhood
had never seen more alive and how old man Victor looked youthful
dancing next to the neighborhood ***** and how his mother
looked happier than she had in a long time, swaying her body to the
calming voice of the old music she hadn't head in a while and
yes he was still the boy that threw beer bottles at abandoned windows
and smoked second hand **** because he was too broke
to afford the real stuff and he still hollered at girls who wore
shirts too low but in the shadow of all the happiness up on the roof,
he was not Juan, best basketball player on the team,
Dominicano cien porciento y no te lo olvides,
repping the white, red and blue bandera
instead he was Juan, the light skinned boy who liked the
palabras de los gringos because of the way they rolled off his tongue
and he had decided that he liked it better that way

(h.l.)

Intro:
Walking Through This Muthafucka
Patrolling The Grounds
Looking At All The Tomb Stones
And I Recognize A Lot Of The Names
In The Streets They Ain't Playing No Games

Verse 1:
Homie Get Yours
And Bring It Raw
Or Become A Fucken Victim
Of The Bomb You Saw
Raise The Roof
When Your Time Is Up
**** Lab Make A Blast
No Guarantee You'll Last
Immortal Rhyming
Make Me Rise
Every One Of My Releases
Double X Inside
Open Your Eyes
Ain't No Holding Me Back
Cause I'm Louder
Than A Muthafucken Nuclear Attack
This A Lecture
For The School Of Hard Knocks
Analytical Thinking
Ese Think Out The Box
I **** Em Live
Like A Rebel With Rage
Don't Let The Truth Make You Blind
Though It Bring Much Pain
Got My 2-11 Face On
At Every Moment
So If I'm Out To Get It
I'm A Fucken Own It
Speaking Coded
With The Unstoppable
You Vatos Looking Weak
What The ***** The Matter?

Chorus:
As I Walk
Through The Cemetery
I See Rappers That I Knew
Ese Gettin Buried
They Died Out
They Wasn't Hungry No More
They Was Done Before They Started
Casualties Of War
As I Walk
Por El Campo Santo
I Put Together Rhymes
A Las Calles Les Canto
Les Implantó
Mi Conocimiento
Ese Ain't No Way Around It
Yo Lo Represento

Verse 2:
These Sophisticated *******
On The Low Get ****
You See Me Walking Out Their Room
I Filmed A ***** Flick
That I'm About To Add
To My Collection
Ese All Kinds Of Hoes
I Got A Vast Selection
But I'm a Bring The Noise
That Felony Sound
Souls Get Sold
For Some Euros & Pounds
Ice Breaker
Digest These Words
It's Harder Than You Think
A ****** White T-Shirt
Consequences
From The Drugs & Violence
The Newer Generation
Need Some Fucken Guidance
Cause If Not
I'm A Shut Them Down
Sudden Death Muthafucka
Finding Shells On The Ground
I'm In The Terrordome
With A Half A Zone
Where The Albums Get Made
Just Ask Capone
Hear This
We A Dying Breed
So The Work That I Leave
Is Just Planting The Seed

Chorus:
As I Walk
Through The Cemetery
I See Rappers That I Knew
Ese Gettin Buried
They Died Out
They Wasn't Hungry No More
They Was Done Before They Started
Casualties Of War
As I Walk
Por El Campo Santo
I Put Together Rhymes
A Las Calles Les Canto
Les Implantó
Mi Conocimiento
Ese Ain't No Way Around It
Yo Lo Represento

Verse 3:
Motor Bike & A ***
Target In The Jacuzzi
Waitin' For The Car
To Get Next To This *****
And Spray Em
From Head To Toe
He Betrayed This Thing Of Ours
Now He Gots To Go
I *** Rush Shows
With My Hoover Park Music
Your Ears Might Bleed
Depending How I Use It
They Get Panicked
Terrorize Your Mind
On The Eve Of Destruction
With No Peace In Sight
A Long Road
That I Have Taken
And I Seen A Lot Of Fools
That Were Straight Up Faking
Must Awaken
And Give Em This Work
Follow Suit - I'm A Lead
I'm A Light That Spark
And Broadcast
Ese Hours Of Chaos
Homie Demons All Around
They Heard My Call At The Séance
I'm A Stay Out
For As Long As I Can
You Gotta Keep It Goin
Need A Master Plan

Chorus:
As I Walk
Through The Cemetery
I See Rappers That I Knew
Ese Gettin Buried
They Died Out
They Wasn't Hungry No More
They Was Done Before They Started
Casualties Of War
As I Walk
Por El Campo Santo
I Put Together Rhymes
A Las Calles Les Canto
Les Implantó
Mi Conocimiento
Ese Ain't No Way Around It
Yo Lo Represento

Outro:
I Represent
Scarface Dos
Notorious Enemy
And To All You Fools Out There
That Wanna Side Talk
You Get Sprayed The **** Up
And Left For Dead On The Sidewalk
Haha I'm Out
Got A Plane To Catch
Ce - O - Ene

And you wonder why they call u *****? ?
Cuz ****** n hoes quick to switch
Like this one muthafucka
Tried to set me up with the feds
Now he dead clothes soaked in red
God bless the dead
I aint lyin'
Keep my thai **** fryin'
My spirits cryin'
Out loud tryna tell me to avoid
The pain but i cant in then rain?
Uh unless i wanna get wet up
So all my real homies throw ya set up
Guns up
In gats we trust bust
At the pulpits from hell
We dont care we ride or die
And if we fail
Ill little semens will grow
and vanish the demons thats schemin'
Be on the look out
Watch ya mouth
Cuz fools quick to rush in
Pistol smokin' i seen one of my homies eyes open
Stiff as a log mind began to jog
Tryna escape the smog
But they really wanna see dead or in the penitentiary
But i see ten years ahead of the game
No shame quick to light the flame
Burn muthafuckas if they try
Still running in the fields
Pressure buildin' up
Cuz my society corrupt
Ya might be here today
And gone tomorrow
And the family only feels the sorrow
Borrow
A tinted window in the stretch limo
Sayin' eulogy
For all the thugs before me
But im still battlin' the sable
Makin' gilt that my peeps fall for
And end up in the killing fields uh
**** life til i die!!!!



Foools wearin' bulletproof vest
To protect they chest
When muthafuckas been takin' head shots
With the infered dots
And Yea... i call 'em the cops
Somebody gotta drop
**** the law we raw and rugged
With our ****
Hardest to spit soon to hit
Every ghetto city in the country
They'll mourn me
And remember the the game
I gave to ya
cuz if you got a mind
They'll try to abuse ya
Told ya the time is now
Muthafuckas quick to take a bow
Givin' honor to temporary fame
Learn the game
Bring ya own rules fools
Still search for 40 acres and a mule
But they aint gone never give it to you
But dont give up
Just bomb rush these muthafuckas
Until they act up
Bawlin' for state of an emergency
Call up the national guard
Cant **** a million nigguhs with
weapons
Then when they step in
Let them ******* have it
With the automatic
We causin static
To every news radio station
Shook up the whole nation
Got everybody screamin **** life
Revengin' for Malcolm X
This is for all the real leaders
That got killed
And ended up yoooo
In the killing fields


Im deeep in yo brains
Like illusion from *******
Mixed with hennessey
Gotta nigguh think
He strong mayne? ??
Aint no rest for the wickd
Since societys sadistic
I gotta keep my nine
On the side of my hip
No bloods or crips
Just real killers ready to bust at yo ****
Guard it well
Cuz if we fail
My troops goin to jail
The next day they out on bail
Though im dead
Ill be comin' back
Penetratin' enemies
With the bullets of my mac
No slackin' bodies Stackin
**** life is way of the game
No shame
To bring the pain
Uh we exterminatin' nation
Leavin' no remainsssss
now ya stuck in the fields!! $$

You a crook,
I’m crime,
I pay
You do time
You a cook
I’m the recipe
Which lasts longer?
And careful what you cook
You’ll live a lot longer
And careful what you butch
I think that beef gone bad
Careful how you cook the cow
It might have gone mad
And careful customers
Who prefer pig feet,
Even you muthafucka’s
Have to watch what you eat
Gluttony is for pigs,
Watch for the swine fleet!
Why the waiter waiting?
And why yo mouth watering?
Wanna chop me up and cook me?
Just to be
Too scared to eat me
See, I hate it when animals claim to be cannibals
But really,
Can a bull be a cannibal
If it ate a can of bulls
****, You full of bull
And everybody smell you
You need another helping
And no one can help you.
What the waiter waiting on?
You need to pump break-fast,
And if you need a few tips,
I got abt 10 for yo ***,
So take a sitting
And listen
To every word that was written,
1. Careful what you say, make sure it makes sense
2. Talk to men when they’re there, Never *****
3. Zip ya lips, even if you hate, Never Snitch
4. Quality over Quantity, know which is which
5. Real men prefer gold on their chain, not bronze
6. Brain put man on top of the food chain, not brawns
7. Make runs for the guys, Never gun for the dolls,
8. But even guys tell lies to make it to the sky,
Look up “Icarus”,
He died tryna fly
9. But if your wings aren’t made of wax,
You won’t fall, over pride.
10. Get a new job
If you don’t like the pay,
Cuz if yo *** was expectin change,
I got 1 .45

Listen, You a crook,
I’m crime,
I pay
You do time
You a cook
I’m the recipe
Tell me which lasts?

you always made me beg for it
thought i was special when made me work for it
but now u spread your legs to the whole world
like them white wiggas and muthafuckin gayfishs
the fake *** muthafuckas hit it and quit it type riddas
buffalo wild wings muthafucka, laughin to the bank
cuz he hit the jackpot and went runnin from u, u *****
muthafuckin bros thought he was
but now i know that faulty is all it was
what the **** were u thinkin
choosin to ***** your friends ova
not thinkin bout nothin but yourself
whos gonna want u in the end
to think that "I"...
used to love you,
used to let u spend
used to hold your filthy hands
now i know it was just pretend
handed u stacks cuz i cared for you
made u dinners every night and i swore to you
that i would love you foreva
and now i'll let u know its my pleasure
to say ******* but now who u gonna run to
cuz in the end its only you
all by yourself...
so cliched but chillin with all your cats
is all that you'll ever have
and when i say cats
i really mean cats...meow *****
see when u called i came runnin
to make sure that you'd be okay
i see now its only a game u play
now that i know what i know
now i know your just another **
so bite your face off and slit your wrists
cuz the game of life is full of twists
u stupid *****, thought u were sav
i tried to give u the world to have
glad im not associated with u anymore
cuz to me now ur just a trifilin *****

yo the homie Juan C
pass the mic to me
so i wreck this beat
like SPC protege of k rino
hos call me mandingo poppin' ***** tapes demo
never rode a limo
only smokes primo n got pitches in otcos
8 bars make ya see the star im far from soft
f them boys in the nawf
woth south side ****** til we die
we ride with the hardest regardless
if they try to break our clique
we still gone spit ****
like a cobra ya know its over
once the venom in em then couple.of minutes later
finish em
mortal combat **** all the rats
despise chit chat call my youngest ** ***** cat
pack a black gat
we push loot in the golden regal
every thang we do is illegal
lethal
as gibson they don't want none
boys crackin' rhymes til the crack of dawn
then wake up next day just
to bust another one
my OGs rollin' with Don Key n Pokey
hardest in the pit
and if you disagree we make haters **** our ****
sloppy **** no ****
them ******* can lick the pigment off a ***** stick
but i play it safe n cool
cuz hos try to burn you
got it played smooth groove
to the sound bound to get down
if ya down bow down listen to the gun shots sounds
now ya leakin' where ya be speakin'
now ya body tweekin' n geekin'
soon to crossover
like epmd mic check ya know me my crew be
fascinating minds with our hocus pocus never lose focus
my raw raps got them nervous
got Juan C next to me
and got the tech services
and no playin now from the htown
still holding top with no crown
dont need a status we the baddest
turn the lane three wheel leanin' with bird chirpin'
still smokin' up the scene
with clip fully loaded magazine
glock cocked we aint gone stop
sip the prometh to the day i drop
dont stop
the music cadillac funky so ya know im gonna abuse it
drip up drapped out know what im talking bout
deep in the south we put guns in ya mouth
no flappin' we stay strappin'
like willis ya know whats happenin'
and we aint gone stop the rappin'
mad at us cuz we bring the real
o so real make every nation feel
what them southern slangers do
dangerous as the Bronx Zoo
what ya wanna do
with stay with more than sun tzu when death comes to you
them boys n blue
cant save u
on the mic i gets wicked after a meal ticket sadistic
as charlie manson
got a twenty two mansion
followed a long benz with the big blue lens
zero percent window
so i can smoke my indow
what they dont know wont show
follow the peckin' order my game smarter
jaun n yosef isthe real hip hop martyrs
and we ready to battle
sogo ahead and shake ya rattle
cuz we'll be quick to slaughter


yea man let me come through
versace with the blue
jeans coming clean sip lean
with an ounze of promethazine fiends
be on the look out
cuz ya know im about
to clown harder than Corey Holcomb
boys gettin' dumb dumb
got hos thats chewin bubble gum
shakim' *** too fast
make a ***** urge for a ***** lick
yea im rollin' with the *******
up clique we sick
as a muthafucka
enticin' all types of diseases
cuz the lyrical content pleases
many foes and hoes
i wear baggy clothes with jabos
dont ya know
im rap don vito stack chips like frito
lay i parlay
on sittin on the dock of the bay
jammin k
or that *****
htown is how we do?
ride ***** with the bulls
euro grills caprice with pipes made of steel
o so real still
got every nation on they feet
they cant feel
this uh coming down on ya blvd
ya can see me on tv or 60 inch screens dvd
**** blue rays i rock ray ban shays
like Mj ya can catch me on a fade
doing what i do in the paint
with a Styrofoam cup full of drank
grams of dank
smoke so much we cant think
eyes cant blink im on the brink
of an overdose
ya suppose to rock the flows like me
im like biggie
spittin the classic mr magic
girls call my **** game fantastic
stretch ***** holes like elastic
leave her visions plastered
like she drunk as ****
im pushin luck six flat riding a black truck
40 oz in the gut gangsta strut
im the best ***** whatttt?
im ina rage one luv to homies
in the cage
when i hit the stage
ya know the crowds gone get wild
im flagrant like a fouls problem child
use my cash bills to fans thrills
no spills on *******
ya know the deal
hos be reachin' still teachin'
n im all about mass appeal

Woke up out a cold sweat
Thinkin' will i survive the subliminal threats
Cant get a job cuz im black
Thats a  brutal honest fact
So brothers switch to a jack
Dont get mad when we rollin' craps
Hood mentality
To be nba or nfl livin' fantasies
Chasin' broken dreams
Thinkin' you can get the cream
No education cuz they medias want segregation
**** the pulpit preachers talk ****
Tellin' about them ******* parables
I know im a rebel
Born saint roll me up some dank
Hit the burb park my ds on the curb
Hitt the switches for the *******
******* for them snitches
If ya know me ya might be a homie
And if you a groupie
You nothing but a phony
Check my licks we steady got ya heads bobbin"
***** SHOULD HAVE KNOWN
IM STEADY MOBBIN''


I jumps in the shower
Clean as a muthafucka throw
On some baby powder
Dressed fresh to death
Makin' these girls loose they breath
***** i aint no lover
Go after them other brothers
Cuz ya cant catch me in a gank
Gas up the 64 put 30 in the tank
Gave the good lord a thank
Hit the liquor store and pour up some drank
My homie Tim riding shotgun
Im public enemy number one
Dont got a license for a gun
So thats means im illegally packin
Extra clips
Just incase for bodystackin' fools be actin'
Out but i got the clout
Rubbers on deck to keep a ** in check
Watch ya mouth before i slit ya neck
Still feelin' my music
Got ya ****** head bobbin'
***** im steady mobbin'

My eyes are so swollen from flowers
We surf the stars
Curves together and sincere glances
Held together by skin
Carved in marble and slashed in cardboard
Breaking wood and cerebral intuition
I can ******* own mouth and I feel you
Fangs out and fists bared
Partners in crime for only moments
And say "Shoot muthafucka"
I'm the only one with the loaded gun.

Excuse me Captain America
I'd like to get by please

Nope

Step aside please

Nope
Can't do it

Dude
Superman just told you to step aside

Not gonna happen mam
I have orders

But you do realize i'm Superman

I'm aware of that sir but i...

Crash bam pow

You fought a good fight Captain
Now stay down

I can't do that Superman

Pow

Stay down Cap

Never

Smash pow pow smack teeth smash nose bam
How about now Cap you ****** idiot?

Bam pow blood eyeball kick ribs smash

I mean i gave you a chance
What the **** were you thinking
I'm ******* Superman *****

Smash smash punch punch thwak
Elbow ribs knee groin pow smash poke

Little *****
Kick
Don't **** around next time Cap

**** Supe you ****** him up

I know
Let's get up on out of this muthafucka
Before the po po's show

Running

Voice in the distance

You better not snitch Cap
You'll get it worse

aiyo i stay with more muscle
than schwarzenegger
alpha and omega still play sega
high as ****
roll chocolate thai dutch
push a lexus manual clutch
what?
the **** is all the hate about ?
is it because i got clout
and i watch the birds fly
in the sky high as muthafucka
enticin' cluckas
to my **** cuz it hits
harder than mauseberg wear baggy jabos and iceberg
yea im half human half cyborg
and if you hater you can embrace the morge
curious as george
hear a knock on my cells door?
who could it be could it be?
my conscious layin' prophecy
to me true emcee
last of the Mohegans don corelone of this rap ****
and i aint gone stop gettin' lit
switch roll.another one
stay blazed stronger than sun beam rays
and shake my head but the high still stays
as i get. ..high! !!!


h im seeing illusion
got my brain in confusion
almost had a contusion abusin'
my brains cells is lit oh ****
i envision of me in a casket
though a *******
i stay true to the game lite my flame who got game?
my shot vicious as Ray Allen
this aint no love ballad
toss my girls salad no ranch dressin' while yall stressin'
i sin but still catch blessin'
my smith n wesson
stays by my pillow
paranoid as ****
every after ya bucks cant clutch
on the realness my skills
puff puff pass then i hit the gas
on the highway speed out
round my homies cuz we about
to get our chips in **** in
end all foul ****** that was never down from the beginning
win some lose some far from dumb
and if ya wanna test yo manhood
we'll make ya body numb

from top to to bottom i drop
mad flows wear baggy clothes
im ol school sip sryyyup n cisco
blaze blunts slow
blow smoke out the nose
i suppose
haters get a new job
cuz i aint hirin' firin
the whoe commission
we got ammunition
me n boyz neva played with toys
just gats bats to loot quick to shoot
any muthafucka thats moves
dont disturb this groove
we in ya system
"eradicate" the "fake" jews so listen up black folks pay attention
this is ya final warning scorning
every nation no hesitation
as I roll in my big cadillac
with two dope homiez in the back
while spittin' facts
eatin' ******* jacks
yea they quick too gat
so watch ya chit chat
cuz we all that
we tighter than gorilla glue
leave critics stuck open like clue
take a guess we neva stress
we oenophile from being problem child
super flagrant that means im foul
growl always on the prowl
these fools spit
mad constapited
haters embrace the caskets
puttin' terror in the new era
old school in my bones
i keep yall tracked
like military drones uh

cooler than an orangutan
eating a tangerine
naw sloppy me yall just miss me
with bull
pull heat out of my wool
that hair for you dumb dumbs
dump *** **** on a girls mouth
make her go numb
this aint a mystery or a conundrum
sound the drum um
coming with a crazy style flow
funky cut with that hyrdo i blow
skunks forever how can ya endeavor anyting i say is clever
never say never
beat my foes with meat cleaver none could sever
me and rhymes like starsky
and hutch i clutch
this world in my palms
this just one of my pslam
got homie name beanie
no kin to Islam
sound the alarm
yosef causin fire even in the water slaughter
the best who ever test me on the mic dont get next
i used to flex the hardest
up in cheap apartments where all.my freestyles was spent
ninety minutes of tape sessions
the black clark kent
superman these hoes flows
leave ya expose
****** from the tip of ya nose
my lyricism grows and grows
while ******* start hatin'
im creatin'
money in the bundles
chillin' in the hut smoke that good Jamaican what