He told me he loved me
As you took your last breath
Maybe if I loved you
You wouldn't have left
You wouldn't be dead
But that's a silly thing to say
Because it wouldn't make a difference
I wouldn't be able
to fix that voice in your head
Couldn't tear down your defense
Before things started spiralin'
Maybe if we could have fixed...

By: Cedric McClester

Bang bang
***** die slow
There’s more to hip hop
Than that ya know
It’s more than the bling
Some ****** show
More than the cribs
The cars or the dough
The culture’s diverse
And you need to know
It’s more than the **** shakin
You’ll always see
On certain shows
On the cable TV
It’s more than the dissin
The fights and braggin rights

Bang bang
***** die slow
I’m only sayin
What ya already know

Bang bang
***** die slow
We’re checkin for content
As well as for flow
You’re pimpin the game
And the homies know
You’re talkin ‘bout places
That you’ll never go
Talkin ‘bout crimes
You never committed
And it’s about time
To fess-up and admit it
Here is the deal
You need to yield
Cos it’s gettin too real
In the field

Bang bang
***** die slow
I’m only sayin
What ya already know

Bang bang
***** die slow
Ya namean
Let me give ya the low
Some name themselves
After I-talian criminals
Sending public messages
That attacks the subliminal
Then start complainin
Once they get popped
And the uninformed
Blame it on hip hop
And it’s not fair
That hip hop takes the blame
For some of you out there
That I could name

Bang bang
***** die slow
I’m only sayin
What ya already know

Bang bang
***** die slow
It’s about to be a rap
For the rap game (yo)
Rap is spiralin further
Out of control
And the government now
Sees itself in the role
Of overseer or regulator
Ya knew it would happen
Sooner or later
If you go on trial
You won’t be around
That’s their way of keepin
The Black man down
All you have to do is jus look around

Bang bang
***** die slow
I’m only sayin
What ya already know

Bang bang
***** die slow
All it takes for you to be
Good to go
Is a mouth full of platinum
And a video **
There’s more to life
Than that you know
Don’t let me be the one
To say I told you so
Cos the seeds you’re plantin
Are kinda rough to ***
But you’re convinced
That you are it
And a ****** like me
Can’t tell you ****

Bang bang
***** die slow
I’m only sayin
What ya already know

Bang bang
***** die slow
There’s more to hip hop
Than that ya know
It’s more than the bling
Some ****** show
More than the cribs
The cars or the dough
The culture’s diverse
And you need to know
It’s more than the **** shakin
You’ll always see
On certain shows
On the cable TV
It’s more than the dissin
The fights and braggin rights


(c) Copyright, 2015 Cedric McClester.  All rights reserved.

It's a big bad, mean cruel world
You can't expect much good fire
And he's got debts to pay
And she's got mouths to feed
And we got mamas and papas
Weary of all the ruckus
And she's got a boy to please
And he's got to settle the score
And they keep looking at me like,
"Why should you kick the bucket?"
When amidst these troubles
An among these worries
They still get the weekend release
Cause amidst all the smoke
Among bottles empty
They get their kicks laughing at me
It's all fun and games until the canopy falls
And you have doppelganger dreams, and demons at your door
And she's got poison juice
And he's got drug abuse
And we got mamas and papas
Tired of all the paper
And his mama just split
And her daddy just went stiff
And me, I'm just disintegrating
In the vapor
See I try to keep it light
Never said I was right
You'll never know my tragedy
But if we ever meet again
And you're the one that's spiralin'
Will you ask to hold my hand

The world is no place for fair play
It’s for word of mouth & finger to trigger

Now youth is cockin pistols, but can’t read a wall clock
—know the basics of dealin’ before they can even tie they shoes
.
.
.
****.

And imma say it, it’s not all our fault
just how the system was laid

but even then, it’s our job to break apart that system until due diligence is paid
cause I’m tired of watching my brothers end up dead or in prison

And I’ll be ****** before I watch another one spiralin’ down & I’m sittin — on my  *** doin nothin’

a **** shame

we need to stop the senseless violence

race v. race & gang v. gang; it’s all the same
how could we not see that?
we hate each other deep and let majority overrule us;

im sick,

askin my ancestors for a better plan
cause the one we on ain’t workin
& we can only blame 4-5 so much before we get our hopes up on 4-6

im sick.

The latter might overtake, forsake or even demonstrate they power on us & I’m-not-waitin.

I’m standin’ and speakin up-right here-but you might not accept me for my fair skin and they won’t accept me for my ethnic roots

im sick-