say       something       sluggish         nonsense
about       swastikas;    never    say      a  word
about     what     you   really    mean;  control
every     image     and   never crack   a  smile;
erase    any   history   that    you    don't  like;
get   yourself  a  gun  and  play  with  knifes;
spread      rumours   about     your   abnormal
and    strange    religious  behaviours;     make
odd   symbols   no   one  including    yourself
do   not  understand;   confuse and    indulge
yourself      into      oblivion      about      y­our
superior     self;     surround    yourself   with
friends  with  odd behaviours  and odd  point
of    views;    pick    some     crucial  enemies;
behave          like     a     *****;       say      evil
disrespectful      and     rude     things     about
something  everybody  really   loves;     if  no
one  pays   attention   get  drunk  and drive a
car   without   a    license;   do   some    heavy
drugs;   get   into    some  violence;   *******
your   suicide;     leave   everybody   confused
with   some   hints    about  your   sympathies
to    small    violent  groups    in   society;    let
yourself  wear and  be  seen  among  symbols
representing    all  that   is    harsh    and grim;
if    asked   limit your  language to  yes  or no;
if   nothing  of  this  works   die   young   pull
an automatic  gun  and    pop  pop   pop   pop
pop   pop  pop   watching   muthafuckas  drop.

I'm a stand on top, while I'm at the bottom of the rock, my dock,
Of the bay, yo what they say, what they say, I'm a spit it like Otis,
Driving in a Lotus, yosef dont loose focus, magic ****, hocus pocus,
Who could out loc us, I'm Frank Lucas blaze my soul to the buddha,
Getting mad Goudda, that's cheese so just relax and breath,
So you can recieve, the deadly intrigue, empresses I breed,
Check the sights of my seeds, even could be felt in the afterlife needs,
My babies, it's so crazy, I'm off the head like JFK or MLK,
Wait excuse me for that say, mercy mercy mercy, Lord just dont curse me,
I know the hearses around me, sharks leeching for me,
But ain't blood to see, in the seas, I lay more rhymes than the trees,
To leaves, on the branches, sticking to my membrane, so insane,
Go against the grain, black Caesar, bruise a chick, cuz I'm a pleaser,
Ghost as Ebenezer, after im done, then I'm a leave her, leave her,
Make her a believer, its G O D status legendary, take sin to my cemetery,
It's all gravy, this for my lady, chicana loca baby let's cha cha,
Standin like the Godfather, haters kiss my rings, while I make a sting,
Selling y'all careers, while my money soak up ya tears, no fear,
I'm living by, how when I'm the pie, fools chasing crumbs only left to die,
Grimy source, mixtape corpse, but watch me bring back a life source,
Of course, I'm chilling in Belize low breeze, wife beater and my khakis,
No longer chasing keys, I got the master key, to unleash all of misery,
Company, cops cant even touch me, I'm free like Cosby, tried to rob me,
Causing I called dibs on NBC, black man crucified for the industry,
Shady me, I'm just another bear, stingy with the honey, word to the Commies,
Groucho Marx personality, so why yall cats tryna battle me,
I'll leave ya thoughts on E, that's empty that means bullets shooting freely,
Deliver like Mr McFeely, in ya neighborhood and there I stood,
Holding my black wood, cigarillo I hold so thoro, haters still gotta borrow,
Just to make it glow, yo I spit it from the soul, dig the divine vessels,
Yall taking steroids, but still got no muscle, trust I could out touch,
Any ******* on the beat, I could **** a beat, and not get charged,
On a repeat, thats double jeopardy bombarded ya legacy,
I'm a mic barbarian, following the gusto of wind, theres war up again, again,
time for me to position,
Catch Kyle listening, tell me when to snipe within, my range it's so strange,
How muthafuckas use ya name, but barely know ya name,
I could light a flame, of a frame without proper aim, danger man,
Mystical with the principle, I draw thoughts from the spiritual, homicidal,
Cant escape the visual, cover the issue, break bread from here to Brussells,
Fools I slide like Byron Russell,  watch for the MJ when I take the game away,
Its blood on the horn, watch for the thorn, circling in the eye of storm,
I walk straight, amongst the rap turbulence true artist, signed independent,
See the distance, got em breaking see em shaking, got em baking,
Ya bodies oven, 380 degrees which means, you caught the germs, of the deaths sneeze, please believe,
I'm climb to top like Clark, Expedition see these haters whispering,
Mumbling cuz they know I be crumbling, iron micz, blow like dynamite,
Beirut up on ya sight, it's like that, so be ready to fight for a might,
I battled shogun, with hoochie nuns, drink crown, and chew bubblegum,
I'm on a different drum, follow the voices that hum, slain a kingdom,
See the outcome, theres too many laying in the battlefield, best fights I've held, without raising my shield,
Yeah and that's real, 48 laws of original power, minds I devour,
A lion airing out these cowards, I draw more critics Stern like Howard,


P

See the folks say they got your back,
Be the main muthafuckas,
Waiting for you to crack,
Down fall downfall,  and when you die, they be the first on last call,
Fake tears fake love, where was the love when I was getting dug, with the bugs,
It's a fantasy drug, I'd rather die in the hands, of my enemy by a slug,
Because, fake friends take most of your ends, and lay out most of the sins,
So tell me, how the hell can they feel, when so far from Muthaphukkin real,


Lost my last two dollars, yo it makes me wanna holla,
Holla, at the sky why o why, lord father just let me see the sky,
And regain my freedom, cursed to this land, birth through old Eden,
I saw the seasoning, before the cooking, I'm thinking this sight is good looking,
Too much hurt, too much work, pain stuck deep in the dirt,
Living the perks, its on and poppin, big yosef holding thrills that droppin,
Lounging never slouchy, keep it realer than Fauci, **** the vaccines,
I stay cool and clean, smile when all the mugs turned mean,
So dont ask me how I feel, when I'm just giving up the Muthaphukkin real,


So what they wanna call me *****, but I got things going on much bigger,
I stay by the trigger, so how the ******* figure, its gonna stop me from taking pictures,
Of the elite see the souls of the lost sheep, taking a peep,
Through and gander, deadly virus focused colors of a panda,
Forget every other race, with last on the map, perhaps, people need to get slapped,
I been there, I done that,
Folks still holding, the government *******, but I switch to attack,
Mode see the youth, finna explode, boomers finna implode,
They mad at us, *** we dont feel what they feel, I'm just givin up the real,

far too blessed to be stressin’.
i wish i would’ve known then
what i know now,
but it belongs to the past
so i gotta take it as a lesson.
constantly reminding myself to stay focused
on the right path,
looking ahead.
‘*** dontcha know muthafuckas  
don’t care about you
until you’re dead?

- d.berry