Beef

Beef, is when you want everyone to know.
That when it's you ice cold,
Rhymes drop like flakes of snow.
Crums dropped from cookies, honestly though.
With your game on lock,
You bring it to the show.
Your style is so hot,
With your new Polo.
But, they always come back for mo.
And every time you pound them to the flo.
You make it far.
Buying tons of new clothes.
You've got it all.
To share it with your multiple ho's.
But, that beef will find you.
Rolling in your great stack of dough.
And leave you ass with your knees on the flo.
So unless you want to be broke,
And be miserably po.
Leave the beef in the kitchen.
Don't mess with it, just don't.

Karma's a Bitch!

Who I Should Be (Unfinished)

When I came back,
From messin' around in the past.
When i got back,
From kicking death in the ass.
I woke up.
Like I was a boy in a dream.
Watching girls getting drunk at a sweet sixteen.
I never talked hard.
I never yelled just for nothing.
Until this one punk.
Claimed my family was fucking.
I beat his ass,
But only using my words.
Cus, fighting verbally can fly you higher than birds.
When my words were out dated.
They perished in time.
I was all locked up.
Like I committed a crime.
Then I counted them all.
I counted seventy-three.
That's how many times I Questioned who the fuck I should be.
Please tell me, who should I be?
Cus any time I started it would end in defeat.
Now I try to carry on, I try to pick up my feet.
Please tell me, baby, who the fuck I should be.




With the music,

Today is the Day

Today will be the day,
That you will come to pay
Your respects to those who lay,
For the free America today.

Today will be the day,
That will be hard to tackle,
While mourning over those.
Who gave their lives in battle.

Today will be the day,
For everone to thank
All those valiant men,
No matter what their rank.

Today will be the day,
That everyone will say
Is the most important day to pray,
Today is memorial day.

Moon(shine)

Crisp and clean like the
Moon shine against my face.
My eyes pierce the sky,
the blackened, starry space.
And without a collar or a leash
My thoughts transcend to another place.
I fly with the wings of a bird,
And with snowy, white grace.
In my mouth I have,
A bitter sweet taste.
From the bottle of Moon,
which was against my face.
The supply is sufficient,
There is more in case,
I happen upon unpleasant thoughts,
That I would like to erase.

Dark Lonely Road

Look at me, I am all alone.
I am chewing on nothing like a dog with a bone.
I am a kid at heart even though I am grown.
I walk that dark lonely road.

Not about love (part 1)

Too many are saying,
"It's all about the love."
Where is the freedom in that.
When enough is always enough.
When everything that you say.
And everything that you do.
All the things that you buy.
Can't just be about you.
"It's all about the love."
Well I've had enough,
with all that amity stuff.
So hold your comments, 'cus
i am about to shut this shit up.
I am a guy who never talked to nobody.
I never wanted to cus i never liked nobody.
Cus everybody got green eyes like money.
Only wanted one thing.
What's that? It's money!
I walk the streets alone.
Couldn't tell you my number
Because i don't talk on the phone.
"But don't you get lonely?"
Nope! Cus when I get some groceries.
I am too happy that i am alone.
Because i know they all for me.
Didn't nobody go to the store for me.

Georgia

Falls are plenty.
But the lies to cover the falls are many.
And when I gave Gemini my thoughts for a penny.
He told me he got enough thoughts already.
I'm dragging cus my arms are heavy.
I've asked but those fools just won't let me.
Cry for my own, now I'm eating spaghetti.
On my own where the lords can't catch me.
I am ready.


I'm home grown.
Where the veges and fruits have been shone.
Where the light meets the dark in the tone.
Where the residents don't wear any clothes.
Where the attitude is left out on the road.
On the streets where she left, I was four.
She looked back, only once to see how much i had grown.
But now I'm home.


Sweet Georgia!