Love and peace, rise about the cease of war and hate
Before the gate of the holy one you wait and hear your destination
What is the best place of interest for you
You tell me, i want to here it from you
I climbed up the beanstalk, took a mean walk through wonderland
The underdog has the upper hand on the truth
Sugar coated proof is the roof we live under, it stays over us
Four leaf clovers must be a solar rush, the sun rays control us
And the rest of your life you live in vein rather than pain
Because you signed St. Lucifer, under the name
Of the seller your the buyer let my music take you higher
Into the fire gos a liar, out the cold comes the sane
What a game changer, displayed anger in front of a grave danger
Are you a bystander in life or a brave stranger
Are you a poet or a reader?
Are you a breeder of peace? are you a cynical man or a believer?
I light the tip take flight and hit the pipe and split my life to bits
Contemplated icing it, but naw
I'm dope like numb heads, my rums red
My real life thoughts to the ignorant crowd always become dead
Some read my books and understood
Some deaded me so hard thats why i keep the engine under the hood
Goodbye tears, goodnight moon
Sorry mom, i promise i will do right soon
Lord help me, get me out this funk i'm in
Rhyming to ease the pain, they put a disease upon my brain
Lord help me out, pray for my mans
And my females with dreams and plan, do what you can
Time goes by i roll up in the sand
Stand in the hands of the man and said i could
No more poverty in the hood
No more, live DeVito its short, dudes can hold doors
Only for 4 minuets
Determined if your in it
Before you get diminished i just had to let em finish
Do you plan ahead
Or do you fan away the stench of the dead
No grave for a skeleton the hell i'm in
Raekwon let us know
Two decisions based on where you decide to go
In hell they bust caps over colors and anger
Wear the belt of danger and chill with those hangers
Other gangsters in the closet, being scared or scarred
No holds barred, referees have no say
Old women cry and pray
On they minds it stay constant if their babies gonna die today
I invite you my way
Fights to stay busy
Ask questions? how is he?
But do you really care?
My music do you really share with those that compare me to something they saw before
Fakes will stop and stare
Turtles vs the hare in the race for the motive
Notice if your music is bogus or close to dopeness
I rhyme for the hopeless and the ones who can't decide
On a ride for an L or a knife for suicide
I'll die with the pen in my hand before i sign the dotted line
I represent the actors who forget they lines