Coffin And Refinery

[Verse 1]

Silence is home nigga

Hear me when I spit

Air is filled with the sense of something wrong and these corridors are hell to long

The coop colour is strong the light is dim and I’m about to reborn

The cage is about to open and the weight is about to reload on my shoulders

I’m about to pack up to live another life and I won’t carry guns in my holsters

The door is closed but still somebody’s waiting outside

I’m depending on their mercy if they know me then it’s a free ride

They depend on my first word cause if I bow then high be the tide in another world

If I bite their humbleness then I know, their spirits would posses me, it’s what I heard

They say the man in me has changed but what’s the change is with the seasons?

My brothers know me so they won’t ask cause summer’s hot for different reasons

And I’m just trying to get high homes, write another poem and rip bones

Shoot a hole in the head to bang a murda when his dead with a clip holding 17 stones

But I’m strong enough to change cause god gave me another chance from a close range

I can bury what’s in my head cause life’s like the puff of a Dutch that seems so strange

[Verse 2]

The air is still cold and death is still over my head

But this is my date with death so an’t a reason to step back

Ya think that I can’t shoot you right now with the way I smile

If u thinking this shit then nigga, get to know me, I shoot with a1 style

I believe in god so I believe in death, if ya clap on then I ma blow your chest

Life goes on from coffin to refinery and I got the bullets that will go thru ur vest

You can never hate forever, kill one to think about the way you’ll hit

With this in my mind I couldn’t let it go and that’s when I knew that I an’t shit

The world will get high, a man is gonna go down

And a soldier will be born and will pickup guns to his anthem’s sound

It’s like I need the weed to even believe that I can achieve

It’s like my need for my seed would make me learn to greed

I don’t believe in talking so just know that I’m meaner then a bull

My beliefs are different than yours so I mean it when I pull

[Verse 3]

She been holding it for 9 now the doc thinks, it’s the perfect time

The world is new and it’s just waiting and I know my life is no more mine

Everyday a man dies, somewhere a child is born

So I think I gota give up mine for the birth of this one

Let him breathe when I suffocate cause hell is hot but it will percolate

So I ma write till I’m rippin hate and I’ll honour god cause tonight he be working late

Let him shine like the angels now but ask those angels to switch their angle’s now

Let them know that he’s about to be make it, it’s a war and he’s about to take it

[Verse 4]

They say the swords cannot cut the bond that is made by two lovers

But they never heard that faith is bigger force and none can separate brothers

They heard honour and respect but I ma jerk a nigga the minute he reps wrong

Even If ya kill me in a cage then my spirit will be free and this is what keeps my inside strong

If I said what I said then you didn’t heard what you heard, nigga this shit is shady

Don’t meditate your mind to this rhythm; this shit is dope sort of like hugs from the voodoo lady

F*** with this then it’s your minute with the devil

Honour this then you’re the king up another level

Life is like a Dutch the minute you burn, it turns to haze

Mind is like a dream that shines for a night that you can’t erase

They say none comes up when you believe in some other

It’s like god is great but the devil is a m***********

Shit is too 2 crazy like death is life and life is death

It’s a circle of Coffin and refinery and it’s what they all said

Confessions

I’m talking about the things that i been thru a long time

And I hope that lord forgives when he knows that its ‘go’ time

All this time I wanted to be still

Shit got grey and made gaps, I couldn’t fill

Holding on in that time that helped my mind with that phase

A corner for a lie and a little hash to blow em haze

I know I use to hurt some, when they heard some

Now my face is in the sun, lord- I want this all be done

I use to be like 'catholic nun', now I bang shots like p90 my gun

Now I’m like the shooting star and I an’t got places to run

I’m born 20 and i woke up now to the woof of a kid

Now I wanna make it good shit, I be cheating death thinking life’s a bid

I’m sort of like in city of gods where I’m screaming “where my rewards”, ‘Wait son’ he say so i ma wait for awards

Death is like a dream but before i sleep I’ll hola back on gods to tell em, give my nigga’s my regards

My blood is been my faith, some been diluted good enough to poison my damn fate

Now the woof is mad, my hold is bad so they don’t want me to hit em straight

Some i trust have always washed it like a wave

I ma hold this weight but i can’t take it to my grave

Don’t lay down ya guns, there’s nothing that heals a heart

Life is a reason to shine out of weakness so I’m not caging em in any doubt

I was cool to em, I was fair but time after time I was robbed to wail the shit I got

Things they did, shit they hit, time after time with a poisonous dart

I don’t wanna run shooting and I don’t want them to pay

Rap’s been dead long since I died that day

I’m still fired and my hammer is still loaded and waiting

I ma grown man and I got my life in my hands like a painting

Only something’s I haven’t done that I can’t do

Don’t is the deal so I’m looking for my corners 2

Pain is hell, some times it’s overwhelming

God trying to talk, the doors are opened and I’m not talking

Everybody hates past and it’s hard to let go

Washing it with a chrome, shit is a fool’s end out from his show

Life is like a roller coaster and no one wants to fail

God is a writer and he can write another tale

Bullets try to elevate when hatters want to hate you

Confessions are the answers when some just debate you

Homes- accept my apologies cause they come straight

I’m back like the seasons to be with ya so shit can be prayed

Shorty getting violent and she can make a little me

She's the only one who wanna talk when I’m crazy

She argues a lot but thank god I’m some to be

She acting like we lonely and she the one who’s holding me

We argue a lot and shit do more

I thank god that I have some to wake up for

She is my Dutch, my Hock, my Gat, she my only hope

If my shit doesn’t work she can provide shelter to dope

Confusion-2

When the moon shines the clouds turn grey
The time that’s gone an’t gonna tell me to play
Every night and then something keeps my hands up
Some shit left in my head keeps f****** my plans up

The graves don’t talk to u so u stand,
Waiting for the rain to stop so u can raise ur hand
Pass on like the time just to wait for a rhyme
When love can dilute then there an’t a reason to travel time

Time turns slow when the pain is deep
Why my little nigga’s waiting for others to weep
They say time comes for everyone, time is no god
If he still shines on em, his presence would still be a doubt

There is nothing more important than feeding ur seeds
There is nothing more hard to earn this mind’s needs
I go to sleep and my soul cries, na nigga there an’t no lies
I c the world shine every time I c a nigga lose when he tries

Shit is 2 damn crazy so I stack coke and get high
Even if I lose, homey- god knows that I will still try
My mind got empathy for nigga’s that I can’t but my soul reads
Their minds, their thoughts and their heart beats

When my blunt rolls then expect nothing but cold music
When I do it then an’t no options left so ya will choose it
Sometimes i just loose it and never the anger can diffuse it
I abuse it for no reason but to hock, kill a killer to confuse it

I got angels around me so I don’t care about holding tight
If I do some wrong hell I know that they be turning it right
As long as ya be hood lovers, ya’ll get hugs by good mothers
Ya be carried by ur man’s hand and protected by good brothers

A ghetto keeps a sharp hock close enough to cut face
A nigga keeps the gat and the trigger time with no chase
Enemies around, my nigga’s honour by gun blaze
Killing some is just a craze, murda only see’s the purple haze

Leave the front exits open cause i an’t the one sliding out the back door
So many lives I been committed to save still I don’t know but it’s a shit sore
When Im normal I just say it, when im high, ya don’t need none more
Ya can’t play against me cause ya don’t know how much my gat score

An’t an answer when we ask for the questions in this world
Death is part of life like life is part of death and that’s my word
This shit is deep enough to confuse like haze and hash without any fuss
Some fly in the sickest shit and some die but these things are what u don’t discuss

Freestyle

[parental advisory-Explicit Content-18 above]

I 'll die for my people if u'll pop em in ur hood- i 'll buy guns for my nigga

if punches an't no good. Here goes loyalty, code, respect like it should- u 'll

call it clown ass rap but its brotherhood. It won't say about me but u'll know what

it means-i be behind da sun and u'll remember styles green. I am in da mood so feel

da groove, im writing down some punch lines-strap up, be ready cause this will pass

up ur tough times. You 'll see, its under ur nose if it goes over ur head-u gota sniff

it right to know its what u already had. Resentment makes you bleed and you wish,

it shouln't be red- and when you like dat pain, your already dead. See, I m a rare individual,

one like biblical- i m not cocky, i am humbled, i am no rookie when i am rumbled.

No body is like me and i am like no other- in my hood i m a king and in ur hood i am ur brother.

I can see what's in ur eyes n i can smack u by ur lies- its a ghost in me homey so be afraid,

cause he can bust up all ur tries. I grow grass in my garden n i got weed in my bed- there is

smoke in my room and a' AK to shoot da dead. I stay in my own company, i follow my own steps-

life is journey to da grave n a reason to fill da gaps. Da snakes don't come when da grass is

lay- as soon it grows they come searching for their prey. Some people are like snakes so i keep

da grass cut-so when i see em comin i can heat the ass up.

I don't go fishing in a pond when da ocean lies ahead- too much an't never enough when there's a

black hole in ur head. So be my hustler if ur weak, i would make u sting deep- they pop one and

we'll hit two so u never gonna weep. My name is Reen, i'm morphine and there's nothin that

i an't seen- i can write what you can't think, i got DJ in my team. Spade is the man who goes

home stretch when he can- ya don't f**k with him cause he can make your balz tan. All da other

nigga's are yonkers, we come from da oldstreets. We are underground strangers and they are f*****n with some old beats. Yo nigga got balz so u bringing da heat here- now nigga try to pee i m'a

blast you right there. Snakes in da garden, spiders in da bed- heat in da pond and da b******

dat are dead. Some shit goes heavy, some shit drops low- if i get Alzheimer's, i still won't

let you go. If my nigga talks about me, he lays da shit straight- if he talks behind my back,

he puts his p**** on stake. If he raps about my homeboys then his digging up his grave- since

his piss tools an't heavy, take a leak and be brave.I don't kill for my

living, i don't live so it flows- ya know there an't no difference between b****** and h***.

If my nigga gota pay you, i'll pay da double sums- If ya shout on my nigger, i would lay you da guns. I am light-years ahead of u, if u dont know then run- don't bitch aroung my way cause if i wrote some about u, ur life 'll be done. U think i am resting from my beat down, i am just building the heat now-

U think u got stuff so u crack jokes; I make jokes that crake the lobe folks.

Put me in any test and i am gonna pass yo, ya might laugh and i ma smash ur jaw yo.

I be in my dark alley waiting if ya can pass yo, in the end i ma always have the last laugh yo.

I work like a pro, i ma hitman whose magazine never goes low.

If u lie once i ma let u lie twice, third time u get f***** when i ma melt the ice.

I ma winning now and i ma keep on winning, cheating an’t a style so I’ll keep on pining.

I am defending a team that depends on me like i depend on em,

If it wasn’t for the flow it probably would have been another den.

Its a graceless kinda war and the injuries are always tight,

Like a nigga ride on a ride that leads to another dead night.

I don’t smoke a leaf, hell i smoke the whole damn trees,

Like i don’t hit 1, i wipe out the whole damn streets.

I am not like a nigga who can hush his way back,

I ma nigga who does it and they say 'who did that'.