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.