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Hip Hops Most Poetic Verses

PapaJuicePapaJuice Banned Users Posts: 435
edited March 2010 in Waiting To Exhale
Now I'm a few ages older
got hair on my nuts and I'm a little bit bolder.
And puttin in work, I has to do my 🤬 part,
I'm down for the hood and its planted in the heart.
Fool. At school slappin on the girls 🤬
🤬 the white education so I skip a lot of classes.
Cause ain't no teaching a 🤬 white reality.
Teach me the mutherfuckin gang mentality.
Pop pop pop, drops the sucker
if he's from another hood I gots ta shoot the 🤬
.
Geah I'm in it to win it and can't quit.
Fool, and ready die for this 🤬 .
One times can't fade the gang tuff.
Puttin my foot in your ass to make times rough.
I'm the neighbourhood terror but I never wondered
that the hood would take me under.

Early natives related to throwns of david
Captured by some patriots, and thrown on slave ships
They stripped us naked, while they wives picked they favourite
Lives were wasted, in the hands of the hated
Driven from the garden [garden], now we starvin’ in the martyring 🤬
They call it harlem, wordly problems got us at the bottom
The earth crisis, and the righteous grab their ice picks
Seekers like us for our rices, I stay in ciphers
Our live is, connected to second son of isaacs, which had a tight grip
On the heels of his brother, revealed to his mother
The elders who served the younger, words heard in thunder
Down from under, rose and fled to grow in hunger, now it’s cold in summer
To slow your slumbers, behold a number, 600, 6 and 3 score
The same as he saw, who ate his heat raw, in the time before
They climbed aboard a dinosaur, information held behind the doors
We came from the atmosphere, the physical trapped us here
Then they gave us 🤬 and beer, in the back of the stairs
Please adapt your ears, add or subtract the years, and form the unwise
And watch the sunrise from sunset, none-slep, one flesh, one breath
Yo - no time to freeze, undercovers ease up in Grand Prixs
and seize packages and pocket the currency
Clicks control strips full clips are sprayed
Yellow tape barricades sidewalks where bodies lay
Madness strikes at twelve o'clock midnight
Stick up kids on the ground broke the staircase light
And I stays harassed, scramblin for petty cash
Jakes on my ass young bucks is learnin fast
357's and 44's
Bought inside corner stores, their fire sparks the wars
Hospital floors surrounded by the law
Homicide questioning while the Jakes guard the door
My hood stay tense, loyalty puts strength in my team
Cause 🤬 main concern is CREAM
Some 🤬 in the jet black Gallant
Shot up the Chinese resteraunt, for this kid named Lamont
I thought he was dead but instead he missed a kid
and hit a twelve year old girl in the head and then fled

Tactical narcotic, task force, back off fast
Cause the crime boss is passin off cash
Extortions, for portions of streets, causes beef
Havin followers of Indians trying to play Chief
You witness the saga, casualties and drama
Life is a script, I'm not a actor but the author
of a modern day opera, where the main character
is presidential paper, the dominant, factor
2 sure levi's and (??)
I rides on my enemies
Ain't 2 many Porches and damn sure ain't no Bentley's
Where I'm from
Guns is the common site
My homies move at night
Avoid the ghetto bird like
They got me locked in
My hoods a pen
And all my homies inmates
Everytime I see a cop I'm thinking of the bars at the state pen
Shut in
But shut out of society

A menace there's a riot going on inside me
But you don't wanna see my fires flaming
There's only one race of people we could be
Blaming this all on
That's what I roll with my trick, my 9mm that's my trick
And she straight talk "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
When I want you go catch you slipping
In the capital of ass whippings
South Central fool why you tripping?
Figure you been watching movies
(??) Blew the hood up
Bustas claiming hoods they've never seen
Busta shut up quick
On the tip of a South Central clique
My homies died for this
The hood ain't nothing to mess with
Bustas catch a stitches
If the busta wishes

I don't give a damn
I'm going out malicious
They say change gone come
but its a long time comin
my legs tired
hundred million miles runnin
on life's treadmill
runnin in place
but still i run wit the race
i think back on my wonder years
food stamps shorts of wonder bread
my mom dukes
young, wild, loose learned a less
i got my truths from the older heads
u went 2 church n took a different route
u got ya truths from out the bishop mouth
i 🤬 the juice that turn dish about
dem double duces turned my system out
and them zanies and the weed too
🤬 it i'm still here
They say a family that prays together, stays together.
And one that walks apart just falls apart.
So, together we stand, divided we fall.
United, we form Voltron and take off all. Let’s move.
Yes, the birds left the nest.
I’m all grown up I gotta fly with the rest.(uh huh)
Best of the best is what we strive to be. (Yeah).
A legacy is what we trying to leave.
Ya dig?
Now say goodbye to the past.(why?)
The future is here at last.(at last)
The second coming.(yea)
The new beginning.(yea)
The truth is speaking.(uh huh)
You should listen.
Runnin wild
I never smiled as a juvenile
even now I keep a frown when I come around
don't ask me about tha past
it was all bad
shots blasted
will I last
in tha wrong path
in tha dark is where my heart saw tha most grief
🤬 is getten shanked over gold teeth
am I sick ?
cause i'm addicted to get splifted
watch tha stupid ass tricks get lifted
nothens changed
cause in tha came it's a steady aim
🤬 friends
cause when in danger those 🤬 change
puff weed
and stuff G's in my sock G
call Ki's and Hennessy where tha glock be
Times passen will I last here another day
I put my gun away
and grab my AK
it's getten hectic
I can't call it
house full of alcoholics
now we're 🤬 under pressure
🤬 I'm a hustler, act like I'm lovin ya
Don't mind 🤬 ya, just like the Governor
Used to be the dope man, rolled a hundred spokes man
When I come through, treat me like the Pope man
Ghetto spokesman, I know 🤬
in Eastside Oakland all the way to Brook-lyn
And they love my 🤬 drawers, what you smokin?
Think you got the 🤬 , 🤬 I'm a Trojan
Catchin all that just like a prophylac'
Don't reproduce, that 🤬 is whack
Flavor Flav with a white 🤬 that is whack
Got to put the 🤬 back in my Cadillac
Take him to the hood, where it's action packed
Let him know that the target's still on his back
It's a hustle called capitalism
Got my 🤬 in prison, all stuck in the system yeah
Recognize who's a hustler, George D.W.
He's the one that's sittin back, 🤬 ya
With a big 🤬 stuck in ya
I'm from a place where the 🤬 Terminator is the Governor
I'm from a world of different colors different faces
Different slang different races different gangs different places
Air Ones different laces
Different culture different livin different thugs different ages
The sky's blue the money's green the weed is purple
The ice is white you try me I'm a have to hurt you
Kingston boy I rep like no other
Black, yellow and green I bleed the Jamaican colors

The grill is cold the wheels is gold the chrome is silver
Nickel plated if it's blazin than the chrome will 🤬 ya
Certain dudes get one in the head
Certain places you wear certain colors you dead
Fi yuh gang bang yuh diss mi yuh a dead man
Cau gunshot a be like drum pan weh mi come from
And it's the same ol' story
We don't give a damn about your guts and glory
Just got the call from Dre
They did 2oon 🤬
His lawyer broke down the crowd when they gave him 30
My cousin Juan got a 1/3 of 25
Hector came out and came back inside
I know 🤬 moms who's even doing bids
Back n forth from the pen since little kids
Karim the only one that came out and didn't come back
Because where I'm from 🤬 never switch up
?? is on his 3rd strike for doing a stick up
Young G's back in the pen for beating his 🤬 up
I was like "Aww man, I was just with that 🤬 !"

Comments

  • PapaJuicePapaJuice Banned Users Posts: 435
    edited March 2010
    I know you take offense to certain words
    I've heard worse, but I wouldn't blame ya'
    They say he's a entertainer, don't worry about it, never mind Kramer
    The Crocodile Hunter got stung, and the lion turned on the lion tamer
    We keep sending troops to Iraq, I figured that we must like danger
    Little kids don't learn in school they go to school to go spray a gun
    If you a parent, then be a parent, get off the couch and go raise your son

    Kobe just broke another record, today's game he hit 81
    Now they saying he's number 1, but yesterday they all hated him

    OJ was named innocent, he got no sentence, he's still alive
    It's very ironic that the lawyer that defended him had to die
    Well, now my cue card says the price of gas isn't really high
    But I'm not going to read that, 'cause we all know that that's a lie
    Now I would give you news about Katrina
    but you know I can't talk about Katrina
    'Cause every time I talk about Katrina
    they look at me like it's a misdemeanor
    Anyways, there's way more important stuff that we can discuss
    N'SYNC makin the band and Milli Vanilli have broken up
    Gas prices raises, the money keeps burning
    Dropout rate rising, so what are they learning?
    Sending the troops in the war so I turn it
    To today's evening news
    And the world keeps turning slow
    (turning slow, turning slow)
    As the world keeps turning slow (turning slow, turning slow)
    As the world keeps on turning slow (turning slow, turning slow)
    This is your evening news
    Self Serving
    You're not surfing
    It's not working
    Leave them hurting
    With them blood vessels bursting
    In the first person
    What the 🤬 just happened?
    Got your hair line split and we was only rapping
    Attack jaws for the cause
    My claws are sharper than yours
    This lion rawrs
    As he was against nations laws
    🤬 & Barry can all get lynched
    Ayyo, that fried chicken ass 🤬 needs to get lynched
    And all you 🤬 ass rappers should all get lynched
    And all you fake ass gangsters should all get lynched
    Because Malcolm X died for you act like this
    & Martin Luther King died for you to act like this
    And if you brag about killing your brothers your 🤬
    And all you 🤬 ass 🤬 can suck my 🤬
    Because Huey Newton got killed for you to act like this
    People floating for a week on New Orleans streets
    And only Kanye West wasn't afraid to speak?
    Which is deep
    Because ghetto 🤬 is quick to beef
    With 🤬 they think they can beat
    🤬 been 3 times
    He don't give a 🤬
    Try write things stumble once he giving up
    Plus 🤬 love excuses
    excuse the useless
    But it's dumb
    When it comes to the ??? they ruthless
    Brother comes through college
    "This 🤬 ain't 🤬 "
    🤬 come home from jail
    You're all on his 🤬
    Even Africans is calling yall 🤬
    Ain't that something...
    My momma told me that this music was cool
    All she ever wanted from me was to graduate from school
    But I, had other plans so I bid school adieux
    I called Food Lion, had to tell 'em I was through
    No more stockin peas and corn
    I was born for a much greater purpose, do you this service
    Margie got nervous, but timers don't sweat
    8 years, I ain't been back yet
    Lack of time on your TV sets, no radio spins
    Momma askin her son, what he doin for ends
    Spendin weeks on the road, ma this ain't for pretend
    Unheard to the creme de la creme, keep bouncin
    On beats pouncin, cat reflexes
    Had yo' attention when I pulled up in Lexus
    Big like Texas, G's on the checklist
    You ain't gotta ask ma I'm bringin home the breakfast
    Gotta respect this
    Hey, you know me, girl, who I be, girl
    The big whale that bailed outta SeaWorld
    What's your name, show me I.D., girl
    You look black and a little Chinese, girl
    Hey, wait a minute, where you going, shorty?
    Try to sneak past me like you ain't balling
    You look sweet like Tweet, baby, c-c-call me
    Matter of fact, wasn't you on Maury?
    I'm just playing, hey miss thang
    Hey, hey, miss thang, how you gon' miss me?
    I got tickets, let's roll to the Knicks game
    You Teena Marie, and baby, I'm Rick James
    Excuse me, where you going, mama?
    I wanna change, I voted for Obama
    Bring in the new, kick out the old timers
    Let's talk while we go and meet your mama
    I've been around punk but yo i still feel young
    A few of my crew members like to pack guns
    I'm high strung but don't mistake me when I smile
    I murder an entire rap chart with my freestyle
    After the killing just like casper I'm ghost
    Fakes thought I was friendly, at their wakes I was host
    Toast without a gun you'd be done
    Throw up your hands 🤬 and now you know you stand to lose one
    Choose one metaphor and then choose another
    Wax that ass like a bully have you calling your big brother
    Although I'm five foot eight they call me sargeant
    Got more hoes in my 🤬 than you can fit in the garden
    At Madison Square I shot a fair one
    So many 🤬 knew me that the kid wouldn't dare run
    MC's pay cash to ensure their safety
    They know they can't take me; the G-A-N-G, you crazy?
    I be on them like a message from 🤬
    Knowledge of self while fake mc's play hard
    This 🤬 don't stop, I'm still stackin' my cash
    Out in the backyard with 🤬 hidin' 🤬 in they ass
    It's gettin' kinda hot but I ain't leavin' the spot
    Cause don't nobody give a 🤬 if I'm eatin' or not, 🤬
    South Central, the 🤬 capital
    Where gun fire's rampid, the one-time be gafflin'
    Murder is a headline, half an ounce of chronic is a misdemeanor
    One gram of hard is fed' time
    The name of the game is survival
    Keep the thang on me like a preacher do a Bible
    🤬 unity, ain't no 🤬 ' one love
    Crips killin' Crips 🤬 , Bloods killin' Bloods
    🤬 tellin', gotta stay outta dodge
    On the stand y'all be singin' like Mary J. Blige
    But I'ma stay cockin' my pistol
    Goin' hard in the paint, 🤬 can't stop my dribble
    My nephew died in the car I bought
    So I'm under the belief it's partly my fault
    Close my eyes and squeeze, try to block that thought
    Place any burden on me, but please, not that lord
    Time don't go back, it go forward
    Can't run from the pain, go towards it
    Some things can't be explained, what caused it?
    Such a beautiful soul, so pure, 🤬
    Gonna see you again, I'm sure of it
    'til that time, little man I'm nauseous
    Your girlfriend's pregnant, the lord's gift
    Almost lost my faith, that restored it
    It's like having your life restarted
    Can't wait for your child's life, to be a part of it
    So now I'm child-like, waiting for a gift
    To return, when I lost you, I lost it
    I'm a ******
    he's a ******
    she's a ******
    we some ******s
    wouldn't you like to be a ****** too?
    To all my 🤬 🤬
    🤬 ******s
    Guinea ******s
    🤬 ******s
    that's right, y'all my ******s too

    I'm a ******
    he's a ******
    she's a ******
    we some ******s
    wouldn't you like to be a ****** too?
    They like to strangle ******s
    blaming ******s
    shooting ******s
    hanging ******s
    still you wanna be a ****** too?
    True
    When I was typo switching
    First time G.I. Joe's were missing
    First ass whipping
    First time I seen a grown man die
    And I don't why my grandpa Carter left me
    A few years past and grandma Carter left me
    Wish I could bring 'em back
    Swap 'em back
    Use the barter system
    Would of traded all my arcade games
    My Nintendo & ????
    Just to see them living
    When I finally realized he died upon the wrong religion
    Hope the LORD forgives him
    But repenters get the recognition
    It's just a gift from 🤬
    I'm just a slave to 🤬
    That he can't deny
    And in turn a few things that can make a grown man wise
    I'm not just spitting the ???
    I'm reading the scriptures
    Yall 🤬 did cry
    I know things
    http://www.therundown.tv/new-music/freeway-i-cry/
    It's boyz in the hood, it's toys in the hood
    Y'all wanna know why there's noise in the hood
    Cause there's drugs in the hood, thugs in the hood
    🤬 killed a crip and a blood in the hood (For real)
    Cause when 🤬 get tribal
    It's all about survival, nobody liable
    I got caught by five-o
    Grandmama came to court with her bible
    But when the judge hit the gavel
    Now I'm too far from my family to travel (🤬 )
    I just came unraveled
    Socked the D.A. before I got gaffled
    Owned by C.A, State Property
    Just like the year fifteen fifty three
    Looking for me, a one-way ticket out
    Don't understand, what's so hard to figure out?
  • PapaJuicePapaJuice Banned Users Posts: 435
    edited March 2010
    Do away with the clubs and the drug spots
    Do away with the judge and the mugshots
    Like we do away with the day when the sun drops
    Clap yo hands if you tired of hearing gunshots
    Hearing news about who got popped
    By another black man knocking a white cop
    If I ain't there when it start I'm there when the fight stop
    Like ?? slow your roller be cold as an ice pop
    We gotta start helping eachother
    Quit hurting eachother
    Money will have a 🤬 thinking about murking his mother
    How does it feel being slaves to a dolla bill?
    Giving you something to feel, are yall for real?
    Do away with all the Chinese restaurants
    Do away with all the fake ??
    Clap yo hands if you getting in some real estate, by the crib with the ribs to wait
    I remember I used to instigate
    Now I'm the one breaking up the fight making sure the tensions straight
    Don't let the 🤬 get the heart to push me
    I 🤬 the biggest 🤬 , with his partna 🤬
    You ain't gotta be soft to be for peace
    I'm like the Martin Luther King and I got some teeth
    And now I'ma flip this 🤬 to be prolific
    Incase 🤬 just get it twisted
    I'm so gifted

    Do away with the jails and the group homes
    Like we did with the shells and....??
    Clap yo hands if you loving that Just Blaze 🤬
    Because we don't just make songs, we ??
    Tell me do you see that old lady ain't it sad
    Living out a bag, but she's glad for the little things she has
    And over there there's a lady, 🤬 got her crazy
    Guess she's given birth to a baby
    I don't trip and let it fade me, from outta the frying pan
    We jump into another form of slavery
    Even now I get discouraged
    Wonder if they take it all back while I still keep the courage
    I refuse to be a role model
    I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottles
    I make mistakes, I learn from everyone

    And when it's said and done
    I bet this Brother be a better one
    If I upset you, don't stress
    Never forget, that 🤬 hasn't finished with me yet
    I feel his hand on my brain
    When I write rhymes, I go blind, and let the lord do his thang

    But am I less holy
    'cause I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies
    Before we find world peace
    We gotta find peace and end the war on the streets
    My ghetto gospel
    I hear you claim to be the hardest induvidual
    Can't nobody fade you, your mentality is more like criminal
    Whenever there's drama or funk they say you handle the static
    Yeah, you tha man, you and that fully automatic
    Stepped up and swept up every turf wit disagreements
    And every 🤬 that havin' a bowl of some of that ...
    But ain't it a shame you can only travel across the streets to the store
    They don't even trust you and that mother cause you robbed it before
    Got you a sack of that yack and snored it, and snored it up
    Than robbed another 🤬 the cut cause you didn't give a 🤬
    Everybody is blessed wit tha devil, he be a 🤬
    Get him off your back, get 'em off yo back before you 🤬 your brother
    On some of that kokane 🤬 gets crazy I done seen it
    Waked up the next day talkin' bout man I really didn't mean it
    Lost all your love and all your trust, somebody is 🤬 ' your wife
    You shot that 🤬 , that's why you servin' 25-2-Life
    For him, I could get so selfish
    It's strange how love can make you contradict yo'self
    How could I tell him not to steal and, I would steal for him
    Tell him killin is wrong and I would 🤬 for him
    I told him I would never take myself away from him
    I would fight for him, at the same time, I'd do life for him
    Jump in front of a slug for him, this is unconditional love
    and I wouldn't wish none of the above on him (above on him)
    ..I best be, on my best behavior
    Mistakes made by me don't only affect me
    Affects him too, check what I been through
    They say your money's only as long as your next pencil
    When you livin the rap life
    And you givin your fans, verbally what you would get for a 🤬 pipe
    This is the main reason I write
    Royce Daniel, the single most important thing in my life
    My 🤬 you a 🤬 to me
    Boy you done went off on me
    Runnin round with the fakin and hatin
    I'ma blast if you run up on me
    I'ma do my dirt by my lonely so that nobody can snitch
    This matter coulda been resolved
    if you woulda came clean and paid my 🤬
    See 🤬 disrespect the game but boy you'll never last
    Pullin that 🤬 🤬 sellin your partner out for a piece of ass
    And fool you claim you real but really need to be shot up
    No respect for your family that's dead
    don't write yo peoples locked up
    Damn I miss my dog he was 🤬 to this game
    Unlike bustas these days that talk down on your name
    You boys is funny
    I'm bout my money
    And oh so true
    Mr. 3-2 when I never trusted you
    I'm too real
    A ghetto bastard, born next to the projects
    Livin' in the slums with bums, I sit and watch them
    Why do I have to be like this? momma said I'm priceless
    So I am all worthless, starved, and it's just for being a nice kid
    Sometimes I wish I could afford a pistol then, though
    Last stop to hell, I would've ended things a while ago
    I ain't have jack but a black hat and napsack
    Four squad stolen in cars in a blackjack
    Drop that, and now you want me to rap and give?
    Say somethin' positive? Well positive ain't where I lived
    I lived right around a corner from west hell
    Two blocks from south 🤬 , it was in a jail cell
    The sun never shone on my side of the street, see
    And only once or twice a week I would speak
    I walked alone, my state of mind was home sweet home
    I couldn't keep a girl, they wanted kids for cause of chrome
    Some life, it you ain't wear gold your style was old
    And you got more juice than dope for every bottle sold
    Hell no, I say there's gotta be a better way
    But hey, never gamble any game that you can't play
    I'm slowin' and flowin' and goin' in on and knowin' not now
    How will I do it, how will I make it? I won't, that's how
    Why me, huh?
    Ain't nobody getting money
    They just getting by
    Trying to suppress their poverty by getting high


    They'll get the same money, lose it twice again
    There's a war going on outside, nobody safe from
    You either make a way or take one

    Yeah, I just know what I know
    The Ghetto

    Out my window I see poverty
    Youth is dying
    Feels like death just follows me
    Most folks chase a hard to escape reality
    In this ghetto...
    After they ran the farmer off the farm
    The pigs went around and called a meeting in the barn
    Hannibal spoke for several hours
    But when talks about his plans for power
    That's when the conversation turned sour
    He issued an offical ordinance to set
    If not a pig from this day forth then you insubordinate
    That's when the horses went buckwild
    One of them shouted out
    You fraudulent pigs, we know your 🤬 style!
    Hannibal's face was flushed and pale
    All the animals eyes full of disgust and betrayal
    He felt the same way Sam felt
    They took his tongue out of his mouth
    And cut his body up for sale, for real
    You better listen while you can
    Its a very thin line between animal and man
    When Hannibal crossed the line they all took a stand
    What would have done?
    Shook his hand?
    This is the animal in man
  • PapaJuicePapaJuice Banned Users Posts: 435
    edited March 2010
    I can't go to sleep, I can't shut my eyes
    They shot the father of his moms, killed him seven times
    They shot Malcolm in the chest front of his little seeds
    Jesse watched, as they shot King on the balcony
    They spat at Marcus, Garvey cause he tried to spark us
    with the knowledge of ourselves, and our forefathers
    Ohh Jacqueline you heard the rifle shots cracklin
    Her husband head in her hair, you tried to put it back in
    AMERICA'S WATCHIN, BLOOD STAINED INK BLOTCHES
    MEDGAR TOOK ONE TO THE SKULL FOR INTERGRATING COLLEGE
    WHAT'S THE SCIENCE? SOMEBODY? THIS IS TRICK KNOWLEDGE
    THEY TRY TO KEEP US ENSLAVED AND STILL SCRAPE FOR DOLLARS
    Walkin through Park Hill, 🤬 as a 🤬
    Lookin around like, these DEVILS, I'm ready to break this world down
    They got me trapped up in a metal gate, just stressed out with hate
    And just, give me no time to relax, and use my mind to meditate
    What should I do? Grab a blunt or a brew?
    Grab a two-two and run out there AND PUT THIS 🤬 VIOLENCE IN YOU?
    You 🤬 parents are a trip
    The streets got your babies cause you're full of that 🤬
    you tell your kids drugs'll 🤬 up their health
    And you're geekin your 🤬 self
    But I won't blame it all on you
    You stupid-ass teachers can suck my 🤬 too
    I walk around with a smirk
    🤬 school, 🤬 curfew, 🤬 homework
    And muthafuck a damn cop

    I never ride down my block without my gun bein cocked
    You won't get a chance to slay me
    I wont' be an accident like Ada Delaney
    So when you step out of line
    (*shots*) I'm goin for mine
    D.O.A. is how they pronounce you
    No suspect, no motive, no clue
    When you hoes say 'stop', I be damned if I freeze
    I truly believe my city's under siege
    🤬 out up on the streets tryin' to come on up
    Got caught slippin', and got caught the hell up
    Just tryin' to make some money wit my rhymes
    Cheddar for my baby, then live right
    Got me a room and a couple of rocks
    Raised on the streets, yes, the school of hard knocks
    🤬 betta pay me, ready or not
    Findin' dead bodies all on your block
    🤬 gotta get paid, and that's on the real
    Broke on the smoke, then you know how I feel
    I miss the real gangsta's, and that's on the real
    Got locked up while chasin' the scrill...
    My son said, Daddy, I don't wanna go to school
    'cuz the teacher's a 🤬 , he must think I'm a fool
    And all the kids smoke 🤬 , I think it'd be cheaper
    if I just got a job, learned to be a street sweeper

    Or dance to the beat, shuffle my feet
    Wear a shirt and tie and run with the creeps
    'cuz it's all about money, ain't a damn thing funny
    You got to have a con in this land of milk and honey
    They pushed that girl in front of the train
    Took her to the doctor, sewed her arm on again
    Stabbed that man right in his heart
    Gave him a transplant for a brand new start
    I can't walk through the park 'cuz it's crazy after dark
    Keep my hand on my gun 'cuz they got me on the run
    I feel like a outlaw, broke my last glass jaw
    Hear them say "You want some more?"
    Livin' on a see-saw
    My names Derrick, I'm from Queens right there on Merrick
    Raised of honesty, loyalty, good merits
    Gotta lil sister and my pops just perished
    And I just came home so my freedom I really cherish
    Young when they bagged me, seven in the can is torcher
    And I just did that for manslaughter
    Odds was against me, murder in the second degree
    Made it less 'cause I gave 'em a plea
    That's the past, now a dude home tryna clean up his past
    When all 🤬 kno me for is the past
    And my minds always thinking how to pocket some cash
    They know if something ever sparked it'll 🤬 it and blast
    Now I'm tryna live straight and get my act together
    But my moms struggling, she putting scraps together
    Long time ago, when I wasn't home she was cleaning my room
    Cried when she found a gat in the dresser
    Said no child of hers woulda had dat, never!!!
    But with all the dirt I was doing
    I felt like I hadda protect her, I hadda protect us
    Stead of me sellin 🤬 forever
    She rather be ina shop right, getting bags together
    Passing endeavors, wont allow me to get work
    Forced me to get work
    On apps they ask if you ever been to jail, like if I say yes you'll hire me
    🤬 DON'T LIE TO ME!!!
    I gotta lil sister that's nine
    Plus moms is chillin, wit some new dude I think she feeling
    But he don't help with the bills and I'm back on the script
    So we don't go broke, I'm back to this hammer that I hafta tote
    Stash ya kno, I'm killin em, only 🤬 on the Ave. with coke
    Only man in the house, I gotta bring in cash
    And those two chicks a month that mom get don't last
    Lil Sally still young she developing fast
    Oh, you thinking the same thing, it's a hell of a task
    Then it clicked me, plain close, cops came to get me
    But knew that I had mine on threaten to hit me
    And I moved swiftly, said they had a warrant
    They knew about it all they said they had an informant
    I'm back in this caged up cell
    With the apes in jail, now I'm back in this eight by twelve
    See I tried to live right
    But society ain't made for 🤬 to live right
    Mommy just write
    Mommy make sure Sally keep her 🤬 tight
    And I'll be home real soon, don't cry, it's iight

    When we gonna learn to treat our people sacred
    Theres some type of way kid, we're all related
    When we gonna grow and get rid of the hatred
    'cause this 🤬 happens on a regular basis, this 🤬 happens on a regular basis
    This type of 🤬 happens everyday kidd
    Little brother this is all we got
    Me and you will be cruel
    Even though it doesn't seem like a lot, it is
    So don't be thinkin negative
    I know just how you feel when you got time to 🤬 I'll tell you how it is
    I know you might be unsure
    Cause it gets rough out there and when it rains and pours
    I stole shoes from stores hung out with cool cats
    Put cars on flats broke windows with bats
    And that's not all even made prank phone calls
    I was flossin and sloshin in Fox Hills Mall (So whattup y'all?)
    After all please check my credentials
    I once got busy in the whenchles yeah
    So throw your hands in the air
    Wave em around if you've been treated unfair
    Yeah cause no one cares (no one cares, no one cares)
    Top of the stairs (top of the stairs, top of the stairs)
    How many of them boys was wit ya
    When you had that little TV
    You had to hit on to get a picture
    I'm walkin with the snub
    [🤬 ] 🤬 do a lot of slick talkin in the club
    Til they coughing on the rug
    I aint never had much but a walkman and a bud
    My role model was gone
    Snortin up his drugs
    Bad enough they want me to choke

    My boi' just got poked in the throat
    Now its an R.I.P. shirt in my coat
    Now im speedin' reminiscin'
    Holdin' my weed [here] never listen
    If I see him , then im'a lif' him
    And Maybe that'll even the score
    But if not it'll be me on the floor
    What you know about solitary
    Locked down, no commencary
    And you wild or ready
    And you just seen your mom get buried

    You got drowns, comin' in all kinds of flurries
    What you know about your towel on your cell when you alone at night
    Or a jailhouse hunger srike
    Or you sittin' in your cell and just zone one night
    And you think "damn, I'm neva comin' home one night"
    You got 5 years in, neva been flown a kite
    You hearin' grown men moan at night
    They got you stuck in the can
    White man got you 🤬 ' your hand
    Your wife on land 🤬 ' your man
    What you know about no parole
    Life in the hole
    Lifes cold, you be eatin' them swags
    Guards on the nightshift they be beatin' you bad
    The hardest 🤬 turned 🤬 , be sleepin' wit 🤬
    What you know about gettin' and shippin' balloons
    Keep switchin' positions in the visitin' room
    Gotta take Ex-Lax, hope you did it in time
    Gotta 🤬 in your palm just ta get ta her rhyme
    And you talkin' 'bout your life is this, your life is that
    Your life ain't 🤬 , your life is whack
  • PapaJuicePapaJuice Banned Users Posts: 435
    edited March 2010
    I once was blind but now I see
    I ask the LORD above to have mercy on me
    I'm misguided by these ghetto streets
    Time made a change, it ain't the way it used to G
    What happened to the strong 🤬 ?
    Other men got us dying over drugs and colors
    But everything gon' G
    We can kick it all day but we're going to hold the night
    Wannabe's steady putting in work
    Breaking up family's and that sure do hurt
    But you wanna claim this, you wanna claim that
    I can cry until my eyes got sour but that ain't going to bring him back
    I ain't going out cheap
    I ask the LORD to save my soul before I lay me down to sleep
    Because we keep singing the same old song
    It goes on and on, 'til the break of dawn
    this is a mans world,thats what my old man told me,
    in the living room listening to the oldies,
    playing dominoes drinking shots of stoli's,
    with his friends we refer to them as homies,
    drug dealers and addicts some parolees,
    pimps and macks superflys and goldies,
    i remember everything them cats showed me,
    how to kick it with the females and roll weed,
    it seems pop took more time to scold me,
    i figured that was his little way to control me,
    through hard times he never did console me'
    instead he eyeballed and spoke coldly,
    i was your son but you didnt really know me,
    i lived life like everything was rosey,
    standing firm on the concrete below me,
    a part of you old dude low and behold me
    He was a powerful general, the smell from his breath was Ballantine
    I think it was the year '89
    He stayed the freshest, Polo boots, wallies with them colorful low gooses
    Coming from Medina, we boost
    We up in A&S, slipping and dipping to Bedstuy
    Native, he used to beatbox, thousands'll listen
    Yo, that's before, the Wu got on, him and Allah Just'
    And RZA, came to the Island one morn'
    A 🤬 could dance to slow music, outdrink any 🤬
    On the benches, while we hitting 🤬 , he sold loosies
    Five foot seven, a legend was born, Russell 'Ason" Jones
    I know him for his braids and lessons
    A wise man with knowledge 120, kept a flag on his chest
    A right hand, you quick, serving you Remy
    Yo, let's toast to the fallen, lost forgotten
    Aiyo, if 🤬 could hear me, then roll up some broccoli
    Ason, the heart of a lion, a purified mind
    The way he did it, with a mic and some wine
    I would never forget the days we used to sit back
    Days I be all up in the crib, listening, holding, align him and yo
    I just miss this 🤬
    And now I understand the meaning of love, when I kissed the 🤬
    Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her life
    he thought about the cold pain with the platinum and ice
    and he felt strong standing along with his new brothers
    cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover
    but what he saw made him start the cringine studder
    cuz he was starring into the eyes of his own mother
    she looked back at him and cried, cuz he had forsaken her
    she cried more painfully, than when they were 🤬 her
    his whole world stopped, he couldn't even contiplate
    his corruption had succesfully changed his fate
    and he remembered how his mom used to come home late
    working hard for nothing, cuz now what was he worth
    he turned away from the woman that had once given him birth
    and crying out to the sky cuz he was lonely and scared
    but only the devil responded, cuz 🤬 wasn't there
    and right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold
    and so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul
    they say death take you to a better place but I doubt it
    after that they killed his mother, and never spoke about it
    and listen cuz the story that I'm telling is true
    cuz I was there with Billy Jacobs and I 🤬 his mom to
    and now the devil follows me everywhere that I go
    infact I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my shows
    and every street cypher listening to little thugs flowe
    he could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know
    the devil grows inside the hearts of the selfiish and wicked
    white, brown, yellow and black colored is not restricted
    you have a self destructive destiny when your inflicted
    and you'll be one of gods children and fell from the top
    there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting 🤬
    so when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never
    because the dance with the devil might last you forever
    Welcome to Jamdown, poor people a dead at random
    Political violence, can't done! Pure ghost and phantom, the youth
    Dem get blind by stardom
    Now the Kings Of Kings a call
    Old man to Pickney, so wave unno hand if you with me
    To see the sufferation sicken me
    Them suit no fit me, to win election them trick we
    Den them don't do nuttin at all
    Come on let's face it, a ghetto education's basic
    A most a the youths them waste it
    And when them waste it, that's when them take da guns and replace it
    Then them don't stand a chance at all
    And that's why a nuff little youth have up some fat matic
    With the extra magazine inna them back pocket
    And a bleach a night time inna some black jacket
    All who not lock glocks, them a lock rocket
    Then will full you up a current like a short circuit
    Dem a run a roadblock which part the cops block it
    And from now till a morning not stop clock it
    If them run outta rounds a bruck back ratchet
    Now ain't nobody tell us it was fair
    No love from my daddy cause the coward wasn't there
    He passed away and I didn't cry, cause my anger
    wouldn't let me feel for a stranger
    They say I'm wrong and I'm heartless, but all along
    I was lookin for a father he was gone
    I hung around with the Thugs, and even though they sold drugs
    They showed a young brother love

    I moved out and started really hangin
    I needed money of my own so I started slangin
    I ain't guilty cause, even though I sell rocks
    It feels good puttin money in your mailbox

    I love payin rent when the rent's due
    I hope ya got the diamond necklace that I sent to you
    Cause when I was low you was there for me
    And never left me alone because you cared for me

    And I could see you comin home after work late
    You're in the kitchen tryin to fix us a hot plate
    Ya just workin with the scraps you was given
    And mama made miracles every Thanksgivin
    But now the road got rough, you're alone
    You're tryin to raise two bad kids on your own
    And there's no way I can pay you back
    But my plan is to show you that I understand
    You are appreciated
    Pour out some liquor and I reminsce, cause through the drama
    I can always depend on my mama
    And when it seems that I'm hopeless
    You say the words that can get me back in focus

    When I was sick as a little kid
    To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did
    And all my childhood memories
    Are full of all the sweet things you did for me
    And even though I act craaazy
    I gotta thank the Lord that you made me
    There are no words that can express how I feel
    You never kept a secret, always stayed real

    And I appreciate, how you raised me
    And all the extra love that you gave me
    I wish I could take the pain away
    If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day

    Everything will be alright if ya hold on
    It's a struggle everyday, gotta roll on
    And there's no way I can pay you back
    But my plan is to show you that I understand
    You are appreciated
    You don't know me, fool
    You disown me, cool
    I don't need your assistance, social persistance
    Any problem I got I just put my fist in
    My life is violent but violent is life
    Peace is a dream, reality is a knife

    My colors, my honour, my colors, my all
    With my colors upon me one soldier stands tall
    Tell me what have you left me, what have I got
    Last night in cold blood my young brother got shot
    My home boy got jacked
    My mother's on 🤬
    My sister can't work cause her arms show trax
    Madness insanity live in profanity
    Then some punk claimin' they understandin' me
    Give me a break, what world do you live in
    Death is my sect, guess my religion
    Four cashious's gonna rain 20%
    I gotta 🤬 n' 🤬 ' so I can make up for de rent
    Cuz ain't nobody gonna gimme 🤬 if I don't take it
    There's too much 🤬 ' money so I'm gonna make it
    And when I make it I'm still the same 🤬
    So quit actin' like a 🤬 if my pocket's gettin' bigger
    I'm pimpin' out my game like Pretty Toni in de mack
    Alwayz watchin' my back, with my 🤬 gat
    I do what I gotta do, I sell my rocks like a slanger
    I say "I don't give a 🤬 " and be a gangbanger
    I go back and forth in the penn 🤬 n' trip
    Havin' little 🤬 lookin' up to me
    Yeah, the 🤬 feels good, I won't lie
    A real ass 🤬 'till the day I 🤬 ' die
    So pass me the weed so I can take me a hit [of what?]
    of the same old 🤬 ..
  • PapaJuicePapaJuice Banned Users Posts: 435
    edited March 2010
    Straight from cop killer queens a juvenile named jack
    At the age of 17 yo this kid jack started slingin' 🤬
    He's on the road to riches baggin' 🤬
    He's in clubs takin' pitchers drink your finger always into sess
    His lifestyles buck wild honey child
    Got a shorty named val she stays on the isle
    He started slingin' at the age of 17
    His heart's made of steel kid his minds full of green
    He got his first ounce made a grand 400
    3 bills to get fresh he other bills to get blunted
    And wit the letter g he bought the letter o
    Next thing you know man he's rakin' in the dough
    He put his people down 'cuz say that?s only right
    For dem to get keys dem and dem is mad tight
    Set-up organation organize on the block
    Nobody's slingin' on the block eeh yo we got this block on lock
    In search of brighter days
    I ride through the maze of madness
    Struggle is my address
    Where pain and 🤬 lives
    Gun shots comin from the sounds of blackness
    Given this game with no time to practice
    Born on the Black list, told I'm below average
    A life with no cabbage
    That's no money if you from where I'm from
    Funny, I just want some of your sun
    Dark clouds seem to follow me
    Alcohol that my pops swallowed bottled me
    No apology, I walk with a boulder on my shoulder
    It's a Cold War - I'm a colder soldier
    Hold the same fight that made Martin Luther the King
    I ain't usin' it for the right thing
    In between Lean and the fiends,
    hustle and the schemes
    I put together pieces of a Dream
    I still have one
    Up early in the morning lacin up my british knights
    Throwin up my deuce sign, 🤬 with the street life
    Never knew no better cause my mommy never taught me
    Going out to get the 🤬 that mommy never bought me
    Only ten years old and I can't stay away from trouble
    But you don't give a 🤬 cause you ain't never had to struggle
    And everybody's tellin me it's get greater later
    I need to get my 🤬 right now, cause it ain't 🤬 in my refrigerator
    And I done struggled for my whole life
    Seeing my moma layed up with a different 🤬 everynight
    And when you see me you can spot a crook
    Cause I'm going through her 🤬 pocket book
    I'm going out to get my papes
    Cause she don't give a 🤬 about me anyway
    And my daddy's doing two terms
    And all she ever does is sit around and smokes sherm
    My mommy never hugs me
    I'm callin deuce my family, cause these 🤬 say they love me

    I'm steady dustin chumps off
    And ready for the battle if the 🤬 would ever jump off
    So send my ass to hell
    Its either being covered up with some dirt, or boxed in a cell

    Anyway that's what it looks like
    If I don't hurry up and get my ass up out the street life
    By the age of 16, he hugging the strip mean
    Thick chains, big rings, plus he kept his kicks clean
    Had the same get rich scheme
    As rich preem, Nicky & Fritz
    🤬 he did it was strictly for chips
    Though only difference with this kidd it was much more violent
    He used to light the bat with an oasis of raw talent
    Running around the street like he wasn't ducking murders ever
    When all he had to do was put a couple words together
    March 24, 94
    His life took a turn for the worst a brush in with the law
    Charge was attempted murder, with a burner that had more bodies
    It was a chance he wouldn't get off
    When they dropped him off
    They dropped him off in a saw
    Sent the 🤬 up North
    Where he started rapping about all the 🤬 he saw
    From the drugs
    To the guns
    To the 🤬
    To the bums
    In the slums
    He said "A Change Gon Come"
    Yeah, I wish the President would stop lyin'
    Black babies would stop cryin'
    And you brothers would stop dyin'
    I wish the police would stop killin'
    Politicans stop stealin' and actin' like they not dealin'
    When they know they got bricks on the street
    At the country club, fixin' to eat
    I can see 'em now
    I wish we'd get this 🤬 figured out
    And stop goin' the trigger route
    And actin' all ******ed out
    On the block with the nine cocked
    I wish we try and stop, stop pushin' for the prime box
    I wish we wasn't so obsessed with death
    Tell me is it cuz we blessed with less?
    I don't know really
    I wish the world was safer, I'm scared to travel abroad
    That's why I travel with the LORD
    I wish a cab would stop for me in the rain
    I know you wanna call me insane
    I'm a dreamer


    It won't cost them, but it will cost us
    And right now, believe me, you lost us
    I was always taught my do's and don'ts
    For do's I did, and for don'ts, I said I won't
    I'm from Brooklyn, a place where stars are born
    Streets are shot up, apartment buildings are torn
    and ripped up, stripped up, shacked up and backed up
    from fiends, cause the bosses on the scene, they got it cracked up
    Kids are slingin in my lobby
    Little Steve and Bobby
    Gettin paid but it's a life-threatening hobby
    Yeah, they still play hide and seek
    The fiends seek for the 🤬 , and they hide and let the cops peep

    Grown folks say they should be out on their own
    Before the gangs come and blow up their mom's home
    Because they lifestyle is hectic, so 🤬 hectic
    Blaow! Blaow! Blaow! Bullets are ejected
    My lifestyle was so far from well
    Coulda wrote a book with a title "Age 12 and Goin through Hell"
    Then I realized the plan
    I'm trapped in a deadly video game, with just one man
    So I don't only watch my back, I watch my front
    Cause it's the 🤬 who front, they be pullin stunts

    Back on the Ave of Lavonia and Bristol with a pistol
    Stickin up Pamela and Crystal
    You know your town is dangerous when you see the strangest
    kid come home from doin the bid and nuthin changes
    What is the meaning of CRIME (what?)
    Is it Criminals Robbin Innocent Motherfuckers Everytime?
    Little shorties take walks to the schoolyard
    Tryin to solve the puzzles to why is life so hard
    Then as soon as they reached the playground, blaow!
    Shots ring off and now one of them lay down
    It's so hard to escape the gunfire
    I wish I could rule it out like an umpire
    But it's an everlasting game, and it never cease to exist
    Only the players change, so...
    Time fly's by
    There's so many people trying to make-it in world
    So am I, I can't lie
    I be on the side like "Yeah!"
    Anything move and I'm there
    Soon as I hear money calling I pick up the cell
    Cautious
    Cause my little man in the cell
    I can't even tell
    What's the set-up, But,
    Sometimes I don't care I'm dead-up
    As soon as I get up I'm prepared
    To lockdown the town like I'm the mayor
    You know, stocks and shares, not this year
    Laid back in the cut, No, not this year
    It's a all out, brawl out, fall out the line
    In my boot camp it's a thin line
    Who the truth, who lying
    Who the cat, who lying
    Who 🤬 back, who firing
    Who the raw, who the cook
    Who shake, who shock
    Criminal mind from a crook
    A page from a book
    Motivation from a push
    Look, it's hard enough being a black man or a brown man
    Right now we held down man
    And you can tell we in hell now man
    Let's get to heaven because we hell bound man
    Let's hold it down man...
    Im riding low white walls on the caddy steel
    Im high as the rocks all the way to Lattyville
    Not far from fatha figures stop ask him how yah papi feel
    Clean cut n drank keep the head nappy still
    Guttaville, yeah we broke out here
    Peel the road like blunts when u smoked out there
    Imagine takin the stunt some place where 🤬 left you
    Then they tried to test you, you made them all respect you
    See, thats exactly where my people come from
    The grind, the audience the slash and beans come from
    We done walked through the stormy weather sleep with my gun
    Theres a lot of math i dont wanna teach to my son
    The hide of rocks, the stove and the beaker be one
    See the simple mind will always have to pay a hard price
    Where im from its cold, we keep the heater at night
    jay aint the only one that had to live the hard knocked life
    Now I'm 13 smokin' blunts, makin' green,
    Or on the drug scene, 🤬 the football team,
    Risk it, rupt ur spleens, by the age of 16,
    Hearin' the coach scream, make my lifetime dream,
    I mean, I wanna blow up, stack my doe up,
    So school I didn't show up, and 🤬 my flow up,
    Mom said that I should grow up, and check myself,
    Before I wreck myself, disrespect myself,
    Put the drugs on the shelf, naww! I couldn't see it,
    Scarface king of New York, I wanna be it,
    Rap was secondary, money was neccessary,
    Untill I got encarcerated, kinda scarry,
    See 74' march 8, set me straight, not able to move behind a great steal gate,
    Time to contemplate, damn were did I fail,
    All the money I stacked, was all the money for bail

    I remember back in time
    Before all the homies died
    Before all the dollars and nines
    I knew that I was goin' somewhere
    Let me take you back in time
    Before I even got the rhyme
    Before I had nickels and dimes
    I knew that I was goin' somewhere
  • PapaJuicePapaJuice Banned Users Posts: 435
    edited March 2010
    I put my soul through the ink
    Bless a path with thoughts at my faults
    Before I grow extinct
    My back-bone disowned by zone
    Why roam? called home
    But now on I'm all alone
    Just Proof, no shine, no friends, just fans
    No wonder my hands, tight where the Internet ends
    I take back most of the flack
    The stress smokes, press me close to the 🤬
    Like my pops, the ghost of my past
    Dime and mud, JD and stucky
    Lately I'm lucky, I don't hate me to touch me
    Maybe I'm ugly inside, but smiling to make it
    I love you dawg, and that's how ever you take it
    The fame is a illusion, I'm still loosing
    In this game, with the rules and..
    I feel clueless, the streets with the hills blue less
    Cops knocking at the door, got me looking real foolish
    But I still do this, like I love it, even though I thug it
    Keep flossing lights in public, the subject y'all don't know
    Stars won't grow, who would dream that scars would show?
    Minus the MTV videos with slim
    "Up In Smoke" D-12, and many shows with Em
    It's still me dawg, no change for change
    It's strange, when it pours it rains
    I take it back..
    It's been 22 long hard years and still strugglin
    Survival got me buggin, but I'm alive on arrival
    I peep at the shape of the streets
    And stay awake to the ways of the world cause 🤬 is deep
    A man with a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M.
    Which failed; I went to jail at the age of 15
    A young buck sellin drugs and such who never had much
    Trying to get a clutch at what I could not touch
    The court played me short, now I face incarceration
    Pacin', going up state's my destination
    Handcuffed in back of a bus, 40 of us
    Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
    But as the world turns I learned life is Hell
    Living in the world, no different from a cell
    Everyday I escape from Jakes givin chase, sellin base
    Smokin bones in the staircase
    Though I don't know why I chose to smoke sess
    I guess that's the time when I'm not depressed
    But I'm still depressed, and I ask what's it worth?
    Ready to give up so I seek the Old Earth
    Who explained working hard may help you maintain
    to learn to overcome the heartaches and pain

    We got stickup kids, corrupt cops, and 🤬 rocks
    and stray shots, all on the block that stays hot
    Leave it up to me while I be living proof
    To kick the truth to the young black youth
    But shorty's running wild, smokin sess, drinkin beer
    And ain't trying to hear what I'm kickin in his ear
    Neglected for now, but yo, it gots to be accepted
    That what? That life is hected
    Smellin stale fresh out the county jail
    Coppers gave me hell in a cell
    But now its mo' murder to make mail
    They thought my heart was playin life at a different pitch
    But i stick to the scrip
    Dump a snitch in a ditch
    Its 94 i came to be 🤬 around
    Paranoia of a jack so i'm quick to draw down
    The only way i gets my mail is to be off in your ass
    With a ak or a uzi screamin : give me your cash 🤬
    So back to 🤬 on up
    Cause can't nobody stop this 🤬 to sellin a d thats raw and uncut
    🤬 over fiends
    Laughin in their faces sellin ?soap? to 🤬 can die anyday
    🤬 come showed off in them jacks g
    Another homie eyes wide open dead in my backseat
    We never thought that they would get him
    My 🤬 was like a soldier we'd never knew that the bullet hit him
    Thought to myself was 🤬 with my homie's life
    He picked the crime do or die now he pays the price
    To look in struggle on his face with his gat in his hand
    My 🤬 died
    With the face of a desperate man
    We gotta make a change...
    It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes.
    Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live
    and let's change the way we treat each other.
    You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do
    what we gotta do, to survive.
    And still I see no changes can't a brother get a little peace
    It's war on the streets & the war in the Middle East
    Instead of war on poverty they got a war on drugs
    so the police can bother me
    And I ain't never did a crime I ain't have to do
    But now I'm back with the facts givin' it back to you
    Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up,
    🤬 you up and 🤬 smack you up
    You gotta learn to hold ya own
    they get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile phone
    But tell the cops they can't touch this
    I don't trust this when they try to rush I bust this
    That's the sound of my tool you say it ain't cool
    my mama didn't raise no fool
    And as long as I stay black I gotta stay strapped
    & I never get to lay back
    'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay backs
    some punk that I roughed up way back
    comin' back after all these years
    rat-tat-tat-tat-tat that's the way it is
    When I was five years old, I realized it was a road
    But at the end, I ain't seen lots of pots of gold
    I seen a long cell block, the box, the hold
    Six hundred fenced in - some innocent, some rotten souls
    Some men with men - stop it, whoa
    I ain't runnin up in 🤬 but a broad on her back
    Tryin to cop a small hammer, move out like +Shawshank+
    with +Redemptions+, I got my mind on revenges
    They tryin to 🤬 me at the same time keep me alive
    I'm movin out like Adebisi on +Oz+
    With my skully on tilt, two whacks in my palm
    Posted up in the yard, everyday I think of pokin the guard
    Throw a 🤬 a 🤬 turnin me in
    Tryin to 🤬 a 🤬 turnin me thin
    Food soakin in lard, news fools get opened in cards
    with (??), in this prison life, what you livin like?
    Wish the earth wasn't so apocalyptic,
    I try to spread my message to the world the best way I can give it,
    We can make it always so optimistic,
    If you don't listen gotta live my life the best way I can live it,
    I pray for justice when we go to court,
    Wish it was all good so the country wouldn't have to go to war,
    Why can't we kick it and just get em on,
    And in the famous words of Mr. King "Why can't we all just get along",
    Or we can find a better way to shop and please, And I
    Hope we find a better way to cop a keys, And I
    Wish everybody would just stop and freeze,
    And ask way are we fulfillin these downfalls and prophecies,
    You can be wrong if it's you doubting,
    With the faith of a mustard seed you can move mountains,
    And only the heavenly father and ease the hurt,
    Just let it go and keep prayin on your knees in church!!
    And let's HOPE
    You only got one life to live
    That's all they give you to do it
    You could 🤬 your way through it
    Or stay true, it can be complicated cause 🤬
    Be gettin' shot in the cross
    People and names get lost
    The people in the lane get tossed
    The streets'll eat your ass alive

    Take your positions with pistols, bare hands, and knives
    And nobody's surprised if somebody
    Don't survive the dusk to see dawn
    It's treacherous how we was left to die
    On the streets that we be on
    🤬 sleepin' on them corners that you 🤬 on
    Probably cause society felt they didn't belong

    Now who in the 🤬 made it this way for us
    Got all these little 🤬 slangin' that yay
    Because it ain't like they make high levels gainable
    And that punk piece of American pie just ain't obtainable
    So how can I substain a full life before death
    Man, I'm left out here to make it by my 🤬 self
    Now c'mon, who gives a damn when you can't afford the turkey or ham
    Livin' off of Raemon Noodles, beef jerky, and Spam

    Now that's sad, but that's a fact of life
    All I can see in front of me is up for grabs
    Come off that slab
    Cause poverty will push a 🤬 over that brink
    Over the edge especially if you don't know your ledge
    So instead of being without, I'm hustling
    Tryin' to get through these ungodly days
    Thinkin' of ways to get the 🤬 outta this maze
    A man will committ a crime 'cause a 🤬 ' crime pays
    I'm going through a phase you don't grow out
    Until there's a reason a mother 🤬 gots to pour out
    His 40 on the curb, disturbed and left with no doubt in his mind
    But still sometimes he don't know why
    He walkin' around just hopin'
    He can get one more try to make it
    It's 🤬 he going through, but yo, he gots to take it
    You can't fake it, to get that hi life
    They say the rebels in Iraq still fight for Saddam
    But that's 🤬
    , I'll show you why it's totally wrong
    Cuz if another country invaded the hood tonight
    It'd be warfare through Harlem, and Washington Heights
    I wouldn't be fightin' for Bush or White America's dream
    I'd be fightin' for my people's survival and self-esteem
    I wouldn't fight for racist churches from the south, my 🤬
    I'd be fightin' to keep the occupation out, my 🤬
    You ever clock someone who talk 🤬 , or look at you wrong?
    Imagine if they shot at you, and was rapin' your moms
    And of course Saddam Hussein had chemical weapons
    We sold him that 🤬 , after Ronald Reagan's election

    Mercenary contractors fightin' a new era
    Corporate military bankin' off the war on terror
    They controllin' the ghetto, with the fear of attack
    Tryna distract the fact that they engineerin' the 🤬

    So I'm strapped like Lee Malvo holdin' a sniper rifle
    These bullets'll touch your kids, and I don't mean like ******
    Your body be sent to the morgue, stripped down and recycled
    I fire on house 🤬 that support you and like you
    Cuz innocent people get murdered in the struggle daily
    And poor people never get 🤬 and struggle daily
    This ain't no alien conspiracy theory, this 🤬 is real
    Written on the dollar underneath the Masonic seal
  • ckfreeckfree Members Posts: 9,659 ✭✭✭✭✭
    edited March 2010

    ran to the phone got a hundred guys like me
    and all we have is precious minutes to reach our people our free
    brother listen be strong for momma
    let her know I never meant to cause her no drama
    the pain make my vain cries thunder
    will I recover my name and still discover how the game become us
    look how they done us
    watered down our pride and drunkers riders g's and hustlers
    we gotta guide our younger theres better days among us
    never let the rage you under upstage the promise of tomorrow
    or the seeds to follow will feel the sorrow

    for the misery we wallowing time swallowing
    them better days in this gaze got my mind boggling
    oh momma and hey lady I miss you
    and them ways you raised me them hard head things that drove you crazy
    realize ya son took a lot of heart from ya
    its phone check time I'm gone momma I love you
  • PapaJuicePapaJuice Banned Users Posts: 435
    edited March 2010
    Nearly, nearly, nearly finished...
    🤬 , I'm so tired from it all though.

    I'm practically dead from dropping this list. Altogether this 🤬 took me over 10+ hours to do.
    Tired.
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