Saturday, April 26, 2008

Wanted Dead


Words for my brother

One for the love, two for the trouble, then come Holy Ghost and then my brother.

I can bow down, breadth the haze by his rudder, touch his unique sole none like other.

Five for the life and six for the trigger then comes his hand that can change any nigger.

Seven for the man called the grave digger and then comes B’s mind, none is bigger.

Words for the losers

Winners don’t know the pain of oozing; second chance doesn’t come in life so you’re boozing.

Not everyone gets a second shot so you’re choosing, so let it flow and get ready for the next losing.

Dusty answers can’t keep you hold so let the winners do it while u keep your cold.

Keep your mind ready since I ma help the bold, this ride is yours and it an’t never sold.

Words for my buddy

Cloud’s wonder why they are black; they haze blue freeze when I got his back.

I got none to fear cause he won’t ever sack and who gives a look at queens and jack.

His like Tommy G loaded for the fight, his like a confession, a secret you can’t hide.

Anything wrong you do, he can turn it all right, his like flesh of my flesh and who cares what’s right.

Words for the loss

You hear some words echoing in your ears, Life goes on and on through the years.

Your heart starts to beat and eyes wet with tears and before you make a decision its haunts your deepest fears.

Lives vamoose and death is a desire so get your desire to chill your fire.

And if your man enough go down to the wire, Do it and don’t say you did it like a liar.

Don’t read the messenger, read the message.

Every time the wind blows I can feel my heart shattered and broke

the pain inside is coded and so deep and it’s hard to coke.

Little pieces to reminiscence on but they are lost in the heart and are hard to soak.

And what ever happened in the past laid the shit straight and made the words, they choke.

They all say that 'the good die young'

and when I think about my buddy I can't even move my tongue.

I can see the ghosts of people around who left me

coming to change my sole and to find a way to theft me

So much is going on and I start to think

some gone, some don’t show up and some just wink.

I learned the life from an old timer

He said ‘money makes it go on a jet-liner’.

Sometimes u gota accept what’s happenin

Life’s like that ya shud 've thought before you stepped in.

You wanna learn some, I ma show u the hard way

Its gonna help you get ready for your big day.

Every mind is a devils playground,

leave a way open and you'll hear that damn sound.

These rhymes are deep and hard to explode,

u got a puff a little and snuff a bit more to get ready to decode.

And if you wanna go against me, go ahead and try to fight me like no other

Stand there when I strike back, cause my niggers will blow your mind for none further.

All I need is a gun to fuzz those oozy bullets through your razor chrome

Running ant an option but you can count keys for the locks of your own home.

ya put ur hood up, its a first blood war so keep ur brood up

Guns don’t kill no one, man does, like G don't smoke but my pen does.

Sometimes I die, people cry but it ain’t my style so I just get high

Sometimes I fly, people lie but it ain’t my style so I just don’t try.

I wanna go on and hold another level,

I’ve been close to god now I wanna try the devil.

I don't ask, when I don’t care

and when I need what I need, all I do is stare.

I don’t pump my blood when I know it ain't no use

but when I get it by my third eye, hell I blow the fuse.

Don’t see the death in me, I don't miss the dead

I don’t dig graves for the ones who are in my head.

Some have always been special and hell they’ll always be

I don't stop when I start and this is how I always see.

Some say sleep is the cousin of death

So I won't even sleep till my last breadth.

So if u wanna know what it takes to slain my head

Sit back, relax and then think cause I am some u just can't get.

Monday, April 14, 2008

I'm Gone Right Now




The hills can’t rise as high as my mind elevates-
The rivers cant flow distances as good as my spit debates.

It’s deep like a religion and it’s hard to snatch it; you’ll need a special eagle’s eye to catch it.

Life’s no misery; it’s a chance to shine, like diamonds are hard to find in a diamond mine.

For those faggot’s who say ‘how’s life, how it flips’,
Don’t give a f*** and drop your piss tools and unload them your clips.

I got the empathy to shine in the dark side and disappear in the light,
I am a soldier who won’t sleep no more and live my day in the night.

I got a blood that boils so u won’t ever have a colder war,
And if u can’t conquer it then you won’t ever be another star.

I am in the depth of an ocean where notions can’t persist-
A coke-head can meditate a symphony that would never exist.

Some try to judge my conscious they think they have me figured –out-
And take my kindness for weakness when I can punch their jaws in doubt.

They come back trying to rule again thinking I be fooled again-
I know when I got company if u’ll beat me, I ma regain.

I don’t wanna live here, there’s nothing to engage, it’s all savage and the food is garbage
Some stress some degrade turning to live, the path is hardass next to no rate.

People mess around with the wrong shit thinking they can hit and run.
Everybody sleeps in a casket not knowing when their life might be done.

Everyday I cut it and let it bleed to c if it’s thicker now but it’s smoked by the weed.
They say I got heaven’s ride in the end but I ma change it now before I leave my seed.

I am going to war leave a message if i don’t come to the streets.
My presence will shine in the heart of my niggers and my last beats.

I ma depend on nobody but god sends the help if u can help ur sole.
Never let a nigger know ur weakness so he can get a clear shot to bust ur hole.

If my life’s in danger, i ma gonna swing out and won’t bail from the clip leakers,
Kill me and don’t leave a spilled drop cause none a f*** is better than my niggers.

I ma shoot to get shot, wait for my brother to touch my blood so he can find out.
No matter if its a one on one or one with the world he can pop them all out.

Sun still shine’s in heaven, so this is for all the angels in the hell,
Guarding some like me who do right for wrong and don’t end well.


I like complex but I an’t complicated, there nothing wrong against wrong debating.
I ma used to survive to get the best in my life, I don’t bring out negative, my gun is my wife.

When I eat bullets, I take them out like the smoke from a pipe.
If ur still for a second I might tattoo ur sole to make u my type.

U open ur mouth, believe i can shut it nigger
And if u move ur tongue believe I can cut it nigger.

I won’t give a second chance since I don’t use my options,
I am deeper than most, an individual who won’t die with potions.

Its all on now and I be gone now so this is my for homey’s who wanna act like don’s now.
Take care of ur hood, G says for good, there’s nothin in this shit so think for what u shoot.
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