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