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[Hook]
My hearts confined, my eyes are closed/
The stars align, the sky explodes/
Where do I go?
Where do I go?

[Verse: 1] (Third person)
She was twenty-two and pregnant, waiting for the seventh/
Of the month to pay, for a week's worth of food she viewed/
The television screen, the baby's kicking they want to eat/
She wants to break the screen, and grab all the food she's seen/
But she doesn't want to be beat, so she turns off the T.V./
She finds a job cleaning an apartment, for thirty dollars/
She takes it to feed and dress her soon to be born toddler/
She froze warm water, ate ice, to fill her stomach and unborn child/
She slept in order to avoid the growing stomach pain/
She smiled in order to fake that she was okay/
This was her life day by day, her job was over no more pay/
She was going into labor but couldn't pay/
The fee to take the new-born home/
She had no family, no friends, she was all alone/
She was blindly walking a path into the unknown/

[Hook]

[Verse: 2] (Mother's perspective)
My doubts stand, my depression expands/
I demand help, God where are you take my hand/
I can't do this by myself, I've tried to no avail/
I take off my mask, surrender myself/
Show the me unveiled, nail me on the cross/
I'll give my life, to my family and son/
A flower ready to blossom, I'll pay the price/
No matter what it cost 'em, I'll live at the Carsons'/
If that's what it takes, anything to correct my mistakes/
Anything so when he grows, he will be feasting on steaks/
Never remember the days, where we stayed awake due to pain/
Our despair grew day by day, hour by hour/
No food to be chewed, lying on the counter/
No fruit to ingest, no flower or powder/
Barely able to pay for power, begging for that last breath/
Constantly distressed, people impressed by the poverty/
I wonder how much life is left in these arteries/

[Hook]

[Verse: 3 - Lucid] (Mother's perspective)
Why did I take this road, I sat down and wrote/
A knot in my throat, my thoughts float/
In my emotions, it's explosions/
Oceans of moments, flashing before my eyes/
I question why, what's the point of life/
This isn't living, this is dying in a disguise/
This is a road to suicide, daily provided with a reason/
To take my life, I think this'll be my last night/
because there is no light, just constant fights/
But this baby deserves a life, guess it isn't my time/

[Outro]
We all deserve to live, even if it seems difficult to continue in this/
For some dying is bliss, and living is continuously falling in an abyss/
But one day you'll sit down and reminisce/

Mother Living in Poverty

[Words in parenthesis are how the previous word should be pronounced for it to flow.]

[Hook]
They say united we stand and divided we fall.
But when it comes to color and creed,
then we turn on us all.

[Verse: 1]
The way I handle this pen is detrimental,
I make your will to survive wrestle/
Pick up the pencil, my biggest adversary is myself, so I gotta be careful/
My enemy knows every move I make, the competitions on another level/
This battle's become mental, meditating with candle's lit, in a Buddhist temple/
Searching for peace, finger on the trigger,
squeeze, dead homies rest in peace/
Seized opportunities have led to pleas,
and supplications of going with ease/
I show mercy but you try to deceive,
waiting for me to pause and breathe/
So you can stab a knife in my back deep,
and have the greatest to ever live, leave/
That's a bold statement, but everyone noticed, especially after my last payment/
I've risen past divisions, from the basement to the attic, elevated my vision/
Everybody quick to listen, twistin' my words like they did to Rich Nixon/
Views and perspectives shifted, objectives n incentives drifted/(drift-ed)
The world's ran by gangs pushing pounds to keep us lifted/(lift-ed)
Enticing us with "New Deals" in order to keep us snortin n sniffin'/
Another friend in a body bag he's gone zip it,
no point in grievin'/
Everytime we shoot back it results in another man murdered by policemen/
"We the People", so if the government killing us, I'd call that shit treason/

[Hook]
They say united we stand and divided we fall.
But when it comes to color and creed,
then we turn on us all.

[Verse: 2]
They hate me and my people because of complexion/
They have no reason it should be me showing zero affection/
Our people divided by sections and those in 8 are paid no attention/
Violence breaks out but no one seems to get the message/
Percentage of blacks murdered is rising leaving me breathless/
Whole race extinct the thought keeps me restless, seen as society's menace/
Never thought I'd ever be jealous of complexion my people stuck in a crevice/
You can tell it's depth is endless extend a hand and pull us out of this well/
Stuck in a pit where the only scent present is
foul, ventilated straight from hell/
They want to see us in orange covered in scars tucked in a cell/
But I stay positive, use my vibes to propel,
break bondage and spells/
I mean, it's evident that I'm irrelevant to society/
But I voice my thoughts using the mic even if it's quietly/
Silently I write down my thoughts and privately I notice the frauds/
I see satan in them when they stand there smiling and giving applauds/
I notice something is off, no one wants me to succeed/
And in order to stick to my path I've worn shoes of concrete/
Shoes that've seen defeat and loved ones with no remorse leave/
Times was hard and the food petite but the amounts of deceit was big(beeg)/
I write and speak in tongues, spread the good message to all old or young/
What's my generation become, a cycle of malpractice has begun/
Degrading people's status in front of every one, all respect is gone(gun)/
Shot down in the streets, where we come from/
Due to ones man lust another man is buried to become dust/

[Hook]
They say united we stand and divided we fall.
But when it comes to color and creed,
then we turn on us all.

[Verse: 3]
Where's the love homie?
these times is rough homie/(ho -mie)
Do I got people who'd die fo' me?,
I question this society homie/
I question if anyone real, or they all phonies? please tell me Lord/
Because all this cat n mouse shit got me
bored/
Please tell me who real and who just tryna get the benefit/
Who here for a piece of the budget, n who here to be invested/
Which of these girls only here to receive a diamond studded necklace?/
So all they girlfriends jealous?, you been busted you heretic/
Tried to betray my trust to receive early inheritance/
But fxxx off with your filthy decadence, your arrogance evident/
Eat this Mac-11 bitch, send you straight to heaven witch/
Let God decide where he wants your presence bitch, heaven or hell?/
I hope he can hear me from Earth saying lock her in a cell/
Make her cells swell and pour lava on her so this disgrace melts/
My empathic side hasn't been felt in years, ever since my trust disappeared/
Please don't interfere, with the cleansing of my emotions/
My metamorphosis from hopeless to something worth to be noticed/

[Hook]
They say united we stand and divided we fall.
But when it comes to color and creed,
then we turn on us all.

[Verse: 4]
Ok this world will try to mock me,
some will follow some will block me/
Some will try to kill and chop me,
some will try to ruin my reputation/
Some will show tons of dedication,
some will die off of medication/
Some will repudiate this,
some will love some will hate this/
Some will attempt to recreate this,
some will try to differentiate it/
Some will hear this n celebrate it,
some will mourn this n delegate it/
Some will question me irritated,
some will have me discriminated/
Some will ask for me to be eliminated,
Ok this love has seem to be dissipated/
Despite all arguments that've been debated,
will they love it will they hate it, I don't know/
I don't want to let you go, I got this overwhelming fear of the unknown/
A writer not a fighter standing on the frontline with just a poem/(pome)
Will I see tomorrow's sunshine? I can only hope, that's what God has in store/(sto')

Where's the Love?

[Verse: 1]
?I know Tupac was killed by the U.S. government/(gover'-mint)
They say they never found the killer Obama
coverin'/
The Gov shadin' us from the truth an umbrella, n we under it/
We wondering what's true freedom at this rate we'll never discover it/
Glock in the glove compartment, this is how we live/(liv)
The government's drugs, fake freedom is all we sniff/
So many lives lost Mr. President you made it hard to forgive/
All these loved ones lost Congressmen, you made it hard to exist/
We fight the system in hopes of breaking it, in hopes of obtaining this/
In hopes of obtaining bliss, too long we've broke the peace not the bread/
Why does this government want to see all of African descent dead?/
For these reasons we fight, the system, spreading our wisdom/
They making us the villain, when in reality our race is the victim/
Raping our women n children, then throwing our males in prison/
Lord! Give me your vision, show me how to love past these divisions/
Show me how to forgive all their aggressions,
to forgive their bad decisions/
Po' We R' and inflicted, but the PoWeR within us is what makes us different/

[Hook]
Po' We R' and inflicted, but the PoWeR within us is what makes us different/
Po' We R' and inflicted, but the PoWeR within us shines over our pigment/
Po' We R' and inflicted, but the PoWeR within us fuels our persistence/

[Verse: 2]
Po' We R' and inflicted, but the PoWeR within us is what makes us different/
Know it all but we ignorant, situations change but we stand indifferent/
Knowin what's goin on, what better am I than the murder who killed 'em/
What good is indifference, ah, when hundreds is dying by the minute/
And we stand by, pointing fingers, at the white man callin' em twisted/
When gang-banging made me kill brothers, with darker pigment/
How can I judge when I've gotten caskets filled with othas in it/
How can I judge when I was one who built family up by killin'/
Yeah,
We're living in a country, where we preach freedom/
But the only thing free is breathin, our infantry die/
But we sit here n act we alright, since we eaten/
While the soldiers bleedin', and the police-men greet death/
How greedy can we get, people killin in order to gain respect/
How greedy can we get, people stealin in order to pay debts/
They lend no ears to the victims, not a sec, they play deaf/
No regrets, tellin their victims to enjoy their last breath/

[Outro]
Po' We R' and inflicted, but the PoWeR within us is what makes us different/
I'm expanding my wings, lifting my vision,
I'm bound to soar like a pigeon/
I follow no specific religion, I only follow the directions, which God has given/
Made it my mission to go the distance, reach out a hand to those missin/
Forget seeing pigment, I'm more interested in the lives I'm buildin/
I got nothing to prove, the PoWeR within us has already made it evident/

How Po' We R'


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[Hook]
My hearts confined, my eyes are closed/
The stars align, the sky explodes/
Where do I go?
Where do I go?

[Verse: 1] (Third person)
She was twenty-two and pregnant, waiting for the seventh/
Of the month to pay, for a week's worth of food she viewed/
The television screen, the baby's kicking they want to eat/
She wants to break the screen, and grab all the food she's seen/
But she doesn't want to be beat, so she turns off the T.V./
She finds a job cleaning an apartment, for thirty dollars/
She takes it to feed and dress her soon to be born toddler/
She froze warm water, ate ice, to fill her stomach and unborn child/
She slept in order to avoid the growing stomach pain/
She smiled in order to fake that she was okay/
This was her life day by day, her job was over no more pay/
She was going into labor but couldn't pay/
The fee to take the new-born home/
She had no family, no friends, she was all alone/
She was blindly walking a path into the unknown/

[Hook]

[Verse: 2] (Mother's perspective)
My doubts stand, my depression expands/
I demand help, God where are you take my hand/
I can't do this by myself, I've tried to no avail/
I take off my mask, surrender myself/
Show the me unveiled, nail me on the cross/
I'll give my life, to my family and son/
A flower ready to blossom, I'll pay the price/
No matter what it cost 'em, I'll live at the Carsons'/
If that's what it takes, anything to correct my mistakes/
Anything so when he grows, he will be feasting on steaks/
Never remember the days, where we stayed awake due to pain/
Our despair grew day by day, hour by hour/
No food to be chewed, lying on the counter/
No fruit to ingest, no flower or powder/
Barely able to pay for power, begging for that last breath/
Constantly distressed, people impressed by the poverty/
I wonder how much life is left in these arteries/

[Hook]

[Verse: 3 - Lucid] (Mother's perspective)
Why did I take this road, I sat down and wrote/
A knot in my throat, my thoughts float/
In my emotions, it's explosions/
Oceans of moments, flashing before my eyes/
I question why, what's the point of life/
This isn't living, this is dying in a disguise/
This is a road to suicide, daily provided with a reason/
To take my life, I think this'll be my last night/
because there is no light, just constant fights/
But this baby deserves a life, guess it isn't my time/

[Outro]
We all deserve to live, even if it seems difficult to continue in this/
For some dying is bliss, and living is continuously falling in an abyss/
But one day you'll sit down and reminisce/

Mother Living in Poverty

[Words in parenthesis are how the previous word should be pronounced for it to flow.]

[Hook]
They say united we stand and divided we fall.
But when it comes to color and creed,
then we turn on us all.

[Verse: 1]
The way I handle this pen is detrimental,
I make your will to survive wrestle/
Pick up the pencil, my biggest adversary is myself, so I gotta be careful/
My enemy knows every move I make, the competitions on another level/
This battle's become mental, meditating with candle's lit, in a Buddhist temple/
Searching for peace, finger on the trigger,
squeeze, dead homies rest in peace/
Seized opportunities have led to pleas,
and supplications of going with ease/
I show mercy but you try to deceive,
waiting for me to pause and breathe/
So you can stab a knife in my back deep,
and have the greatest to ever live, leave/
That's a bold statement, but everyone noticed, especially after my last payment/
I've risen past divisions, from the basement to the attic, elevated my vision/
Everybody quick to listen, twistin' my words like they did to Rich Nixon/
Views and perspectives shifted, objectives n incentives drifted/(drift-ed)
The world's ran by gangs pushing pounds to keep us lifted/(lift-ed)
Enticing us with "New Deals" in order to keep us snortin n sniffin'/
Another friend in a body bag he's gone zip it,
no point in grievin'/
Everytime we shoot back it results in another man murdered by policemen/
"We the People", so if the government killing us, I'd call that shit treason/

[Hook]
They say united we stand and divided we fall.
But when it comes to color and creed,
then we turn on us all.

[Verse: 2]
They hate me and my people because of complexion/
They have no reason it should be me showing zero affection/
Our people divided by sections and those in 8 are paid no attention/
Violence breaks out but no one seems to get the message/
Percentage of blacks murdered is rising leaving me breathless/
Whole race extinct the thought keeps me restless, seen as society's menace/
Never thought I'd ever be jealous of complexion my people stuck in a crevice/
You can tell it's depth is endless extend a hand and pull us out of this well/
Stuck in a pit where the only scent present is
foul, ventilated straight from hell/
They want to see us in orange covered in scars tucked in a cell/
But I stay positive, use my vibes to propel,
break bondage and spells/
I mean, it's evident that I'm irrelevant to society/
But I voice my thoughts using the mic even if it's quietly/
Silently I write down my thoughts and privately I notice the frauds/
I see satan in them when they stand there smiling and giving applauds/
I notice something is off, no one wants me to succeed/
And in order to stick to my path I've worn shoes of concrete/
Shoes that've seen defeat and loved ones with no remorse leave/
Times was hard and the food petite but the amounts of deceit was big(beeg)/
I write and speak in tongues, spread the good message to all old or young/
What's my generation become, a cycle of malpractice has begun/
Degrading people's status in front of every one, all respect is gone(gun)/
Shot down in the streets, where we come from/
Due to ones man lust another man is buried to become dust/

[Hook]
They say united we stand and divided we fall.
But when it comes to color and creed,
then we turn on us all.

[Verse: 3]
Where's the love homie?
these times is rough homie/(ho -mie)
Do I got people who'd die fo' me?,
I question this society homie/
I question if anyone real, or they all phonies? please tell me Lord/
Because all this cat n mouse shit got me
bored/
Please tell me who real and who just tryna get the benefit/
Who here for a piece of the budget, n who here to be invested/
Which of these girls only here to receive a diamond studded necklace?/
So all they girlfriends jealous?, you been busted you heretic/
Tried to betray my trust to receive early inheritance/
But fxxx off with your filthy decadence, your arrogance evident/
Eat this Mac-11 bitch, send you straight to heaven witch/
Let God decide where he wants your presence bitch, heaven or hell?/
I hope he can hear me from Earth saying lock her in a cell/
Make her cells swell and pour lava on her so this disgrace melts/
My empathic side hasn't been felt in years, ever since my trust disappeared/
Please don't interfere, with the cleansing of my emotions/
My metamorphosis from hopeless to something worth to be noticed/

[Hook]
They say united we stand and divided we fall.
But when it comes to color and creed,
then we turn on us all.

[Verse: 4]
Ok this world will try to mock me,
some will follow some will block me/
Some will try to kill and chop me,
some will try to ruin my reputation/
Some will show tons of dedication,
some will die off of medication/
Some will repudiate this,
some will love some will hate this/
Some will attempt to recreate this,
some will try to differentiate it/
Some will hear this n celebrate it,
some will mourn this n delegate it/
Some will question me irritated,
some will have me discriminated/
Some will ask for me to be eliminated,
Ok this love has seem to be dissipated/
Despite all arguments that've been debated,
will they love it will they hate it, I don't know/
I don't want to let you go, I got this overwhelming fear of the unknown/
A writer not a fighter standing on the frontline with just a poem/(pome)
Will I see tomorrow's sunshine? I can only hope, that's what God has in store/(sto')

Where's the Love?

[Verse: 1]
?I know Tupac was killed by the U.S. government/(gover'-mint)
They say they never found the killer Obama
coverin'/
The Gov shadin' us from the truth an umbrella, n we under it/
We wondering what's true freedom at this rate we'll never discover it/
Glock in the glove compartment, this is how we live/(liv)
The government's drugs, fake freedom is all we sniff/
So many lives lost Mr. President you made it hard to forgive/
All these loved ones lost Congressmen, you made it hard to exist/
We fight the system in hopes of breaking it, in hopes of obtaining this/
In hopes of obtaining bliss, too long we've broke the peace not the bread/
Why does this government want to see all of African descent dead?/
For these reasons we fight, the system, spreading our wisdom/
They making us the villain, when in reality our race is the victim/
Raping our women n children, then throwing our males in prison/
Lord! Give me your vision, show me how to love past these divisions/
Show me how to forgive all their aggressions,
to forgive their bad decisions/
Po' We R' and inflicted, but the PoWeR within us is what makes us different/

[Hook]
Po' We R' and inflicted, but the PoWeR within us is what makes us different/
Po' We R' and inflicted, but the PoWeR within us shines over our pigment/
Po' We R' and inflicted, but the PoWeR within us fuels our persistence/

[Verse: 2]
Po' We R' and inflicted, but the PoWeR within us is what makes us different/
Know it all but we ignorant, situations change but we stand indifferent/
Knowin what's goin on, what better am I than the murder who killed 'em/
What good is indifference, ah, when hundreds is dying by the minute/
And we stand by, pointing fingers, at the white man callin' em twisted/
When gang-banging made me kill brothers, with darker pigment/
How can I judge when I've gotten caskets filled with othas in it/
How can I judge when I was one who built family up by killin'/
Yeah,
We're living in a country, where we preach freedom/
But the only thing free is breathin, our infantry die/
But we sit here n act we alright, since we eaten/
While the soldiers bleedin', and the police-men greet death/
How greedy can we get, people killin in order to gain respect/
How greedy can we get, people stealin in order to pay debts/
They lend no ears to the victims, not a sec, they play deaf/
No regrets, tellin their victims to enjoy their last breath/

[Outro]
Po' We R' and inflicted, but the PoWeR within us is what makes us different/
I'm expanding my wings, lifting my vision,
I'm bound to soar like a pigeon/
I follow no specific religion, I only follow the directions, which God has given/
Made it my mission to go the distance, reach out a hand to those missin/
Forget seeing pigment, I'm more interested in the lives I'm buildin/
I got nothing to prove, the PoWeR within us has already made it evident/

How Po' We R'

[Verse: 1]
My momma's climbin, the ladder of agin'/
That's why I'm slavin, to pay her bills/
N' hand her Franklin's, let her visit all of her favorite/
places, experience new things, and watch her life everyday changin'/
And in her dying words, tell her she everything she's deserved/
Never, Dear Mother, regret a single moment/
You were there to hear me out, n take notice/
While others refused to take note of this/
You helped me feel whole again/
You helped me reach one hundred percent/
I'm thankful for this life I've lived, I hope the Lord forgives me/
For I acknowledge I've sinned, I've tried to be the best son I can/
In my dying words will I regret not achieving this faster/
I hope the time before you meet the Master/
Adds to the ending of happy ever after/

[Verse: 2]
In my dying words will I regret, the life I lived/
Surrounded by money and controlled substances/
My father has only gave me punches n hits as an inheritance/
Maybe in the future I'll inherit, some money n shit/
Dressed in bruises, when mad, he becomes abusive/
This is an autobiographic exclusive, shits been protruding from my mind/
Since the days I was cutting my skin, with an exacto knife/
Thoughts about chugging down gin, and driving a car off a cliff/
Sick of livin' like a slave, when I die will that be the day?/
Don't wanna leave this world, without reaching my destination/
When am I gonna make it out of Hip Hop's basement?/
I've been waiting, I've been complacent/
I've been patient, time to find my place in it/

[Verse: 3]
In my dying words will I speak, what I've seen/
or will I conceal it like I did, when I was a teen/
I was just fourteen, when I dreamt this dream/
now I'm seeing it, come into fruition/
Everyday closer to makin' it as a musician/
Everyday closer to payin' my future childrens' tuition/
Everyday that passes is one step closer to a million/
They said the chances of me blowin up was one in a billion/
But I never listened, if ever a thought was given/
Everything would be lost, all hope of a future would be gone/
So I stayed up writin' this music til dawn/
Kept the beat playin' loud n' strong/
Prayin' to the Lord, that this decision wasn't wrong/
I dared myself to pick up the mic, and go where I belong/
Tryna find myself even, when writin this song/
Searchin within, didn't know where to begin/
But then it hit, ever since I could, remember I been searchin for this/
Finally destiny has arrived, and my hearts beating quick in bliss/
Searchin for myself I found this:
my purpose is to make music, allow me to prove it/
You have a passion for helpin, but don't know how to use it/
A passion for rappin, but don't know how to improve it/
Probably for years have been, feelin useless/
Find yourself and I promise, you'll feel renewed then/
Attempting to elude from yourself, has been proven/
To congest and stuff, your life like mucus/
So now homie don't confuse it, open your mind and do it/
Open your mind and do it, open your mind and do it/

In Our Dying Words

[Verse: 1]
Will the end justify my means?/
I'm only a mortal man, here til the bell rings/
I'm jumping out the van, and hope i have wings/
Maybe I have horns, maybe I've done everything my fam warned/
Maybe I'm undeserving, maybe I've heard things/
That made me feel worthless, maybe I'm searching/
For a reason, for something to keep me believing/
That life is worth it, and i shouldn't leave it/
But I'm not feeling that way am I/
I'm just feeling insane and I/
Don't know how to cope/
Other than hanging from the ceiling with my neck in a rope/

[Verse: 2]
I'll probably die anonymous/
I'll probably die conscious n'/
I'll probably die accomplice-less/
I'll probably die lovin you, and never follow it/
I'll probably die cryin n'/
I'll probably die flyin since/
I'll be hanging by a noose and my head/
Inches off the ground, my arms paintin it red/
All along I'd been holdin a thread/
Lacerations, my attempt to forget/
I was holdin off death/
Now i'm a bit too upset/
Young kid filled with regrets/
Feelin shortness of breath/
Feelin thoughtless n south/
Nothing lasts forever/
I'm tryna figure this out/
Just a young kid filled with doubt/

[Verse: 3]
How many friends til I no longer feel lonely?
How many texts til I feel wanted?/
How many meetings til I feel important?/
How many voicemails til I feel worth it?/
How many phone calls til I feel purpose?/
These cuts go deeper than the surface/
No matter how much I purchase, I feel worthless/
No matter how many hours I service/
I still get urges/
Suicidal tendencies, what i'm livin now ain't meant for me/
Wonderin if God mix up my plans when He put the breath in me/

[Verse: 4]
I wish people liked me how they like my pictures/
I wish I liked what I saw when I look in mirrors/
I wish I wasn't so self conscious/
I wish I displayed my insecurities a little less obvious/
I wish I had someone help instead of stand in the audience/
I wish she loved me like she loves all her friends/
I wish she loved me and it wasn't just pretend/.
I wish she loved me but I wish I would give up on her/
Trying too hard for things that won't occur/
Can't force love, and you can't win it, no/
I'm waiting to hear something I don't know/
All I get is "you're worthless"/
All I get is "you're undeservin"/
I note this/
I know I noticed/
I'm at my lowest/
Cold and unfocused/
Searching for purpose/
Somebody hold this/

[Verse: 5]
How much should I spend for you to want me?/
How long left until you love me?/
How long til you see me how I see you?/
How much I gotta bleed to no longer think of you?/
A pint of blood later, I can still feel you/
Three pints later, my subconscious dream you/
I'm bleeding pounds, nobody save me now/
You still in my system fxxxing around/
Maybe in a few hours you'll be out/

Thoughts on Pages

[Hook]
Last summer we took a ride up/
But the winter had us dried up/
Then the spring brought me life huh/
Now this summer lookin nice yuh/
The sun is on the rise up/
The wave is to the sky yuh/

[Verse: 1]
We aiming for millions, chasing riches/
We blaming our feelings, for fxxxing bitches/
We planning on establishing, Young Lavishing/
Spending on fashion, and not thinking of how to manage it/
Now if we brought up our disadvantages/
You'd realize how much of a challenge it is/
To be a candidate, to be happy on an average check/
To be happy with an average chick/
We aiming for Louis V on our bandages/
Spent so many years with fake shit, practicing/
But now I see the real things coming/
And shit ain't ever been so humbling/
Seeing people that talked you down, now lookin up n'/
Giving me congratulations, but most of them niggas still fakin'/
Only niggas I fxxx with Jackson, Grant & Franklin/
Wannabe friends, y'all making me lose my patience/
Cutting up the beat and breathing life to the cadence/
Man we don't care about budgets anymore/
We just spending cash whenever we get bored/
This game ain't fetch, the field a chess board/
Making moves, everything you guessed, Lord/

[Hook]

[Verse: 2]
Now this just might be the one/
Packing heat like it's a gun/
We ain't doin it for the popularity, we do it for the love/
This might just be my gift from the One up above/
When push comes to shove, we all bleed the same blood/
So why we beef over the cut?/
No two fingers are the same/
And let's not play the blame game/
Because it wouldn't be fair to you, I'm critically acclaimed/
Unashamed to write my wrongs/
I right these wrongs in my songs/
It's therapeutic as I put these words where they belong/
I'm gone...

[Hook]

[Verse: 3]
All these feelings we've had bottled up/
Just trying to do things our Role Model does/
We got this bottle of Patron, and we ain't on our own/
We young and got time, we growing a louder tone/
I'm blasting off, in my outer zone/
I'm tryna turn this '17 Caddy into an '18 Rolls/
Because that's how the A-team rolls/
Eighteen hoes, buzzin' up my cell phone/
Ain't famous but I'm well known/
Blasting through your headphones/
Shoes with the red foam/
Audemar got me swimming, breasts stroked/

Seasons

Many conversations have led me to different places/
Happiness and frustration, led me to the same people different faces/
I guess it's true people never change when they get in this lane/
Driving down this road of success, I watch the city lights fade/
I hit a hundred on this highway/
I'm lost in a daze, my thoughts on higherways/
I'm lifting heavier weights than those '09 days/
Juggling anxiety, depression & migraines/
My life, my portrait goes landscape, sideways/
I have to hit the blunt, just so my eyes dilate/
You settin me back, from human to primate/
On the topic of regrets I had a few but I did it My Way/
Minuscule they were lightweight, unlike my tirades/
Never forget when I was showcasing music on MySpace/
But I've blasted off since, packed along sins/
Gotta bunch of extra baggage, I got extra with all this shoppin/
All this money, all this wealth I could shop til I drop dead/
Too much of it all stoppin' the blood from reaching mah head/
But I been a crip, so all I should really fear is tha lead/

Anger converted into hatred, that's some real motivation/
Make a nigga want to pull a trigga, put some lead in brains n'/
You don't know half of my story, half of my suffering is gory/
Tryna find happiness in a gray world, is like Finding Dory/
You can't find that shit until you change your perspective/
Went to my music and changed my message/
Meanwhile exs starting drama to get attention/
Sliding in my DMs and Twitter Mentions/
Get out of my fxxxing area cus I'mma blast off/
I got past scars, lotta hatred stored in my heart/
Dealing with depression as an early adolescent/
Resorting to self-harm mixed with someone's prescribed medicine/
Painkillers for an out of body experience, to draw a comparison/
Between the life that you and I live/
Seeing the same things but mines through swollen eyelids/
Behind the curtain of tears, THC & violence/

Back on that subject of swollen eyelids/
You want to see me stranded on an island/
You want to break a heart made of diamond/
But you can't cus I'm constantly up on a highland/
Locked up my feelings & since you constantly siphoned/
Draining me of this energy, tryna ruin the way people remember me/
Angels bite their lips when they hear me spit y'all rudimentary/

Draining

[Verse: 1]
Lotta people want me to diss em/
They in love with attention/
They in love with aggression/
They got so many questions/
I can teach you a lesson/
My words is a weapon/
I can send you to heaven/
So watch where I'm mentioned/
A force to be reckoned, with/
The second I get it/
I'm never in second, n'/
I watch where my image reflected in/
Detected it, and put seven bullets in/
On a bulletin, at my fullest sense/
Been at my fullest, since/
Wearing Balenciaga as hooligans/
Been shootin' since, Jordan in Space Jam/
Settin up base camp/
Push the throne over, face plant/
Made it to the top, and laugh back, cause they can't/
All the doubters wanna clap and yell, I, been a fan/
I'm in her inbox, you just spam male/
You be getting hammered, like a damn nail/
I got bars like a damn cell/
You take it up the ass like you love jail/

[Verse: 2]
This was inspired by ILLmatic, I'm still at it/
Lyricism that's got you injectin' like heroine addicts/
Interjectin, dare open my past shit/
Now even my narrow win's past this/
Jewelry like Pharaohs and enslaving like Ramesses/
Jew(You) boys can't fathom or stomach it/
Splitting seas, all power to God who's runnin' this/
Display my cuts on my neck and wrist/
Shit I must be lookin suicidal I guess/
Shit ain't been the same since/
Michael Jackson and Prince/
fxxx it who am I trying to convince/
Violins on my finger tips/
It's a sad tune every time you in my grips/
I wanna love you, but soon as I'm close it slips/
No matter how close we are, we never touch lips/
I been thinking I been waiting for a minute shit/
if the sea split,
will you stick with what we with, uh/
Or would you split like peels quick,
unload a mag til we hit/
Reload and then shit/
We bound to catch a charge,
Nigga at Large/
Stole your heart and V card,
for peace we seek hard/

[Verse: 3]
But will we ever get it, or are we trying to hard for shit/
That's been evicted from this world, like searching in a clam for a pearl/
Searching for the ideal girl, have we lost our minds or have they unfurled/
What if it's not settling down, what if love is about taking off the crown/
And accepting what you got now, not searching for better now/

Come Up

My Uploads

[Hook]
My hearts confined, my eyes are closed/
The stars align, the sky explodes/
Where do I go?
Where do I go?

[Verse: 1] (Third person)
She was twenty-two and pregnant, waiting for the seventh/
Of the month to pay, for a week's worth of food she viewed/
The television screen, the baby's kicking they want to eat/
She wants to break the screen, and grab all the food she's seen/
But she doesn't want to be beat, so she turns off the T.V./
She finds a job cleaning an apartment, for thirty dollars/
She takes it to feed and dress her soon to be born toddler/
She froze warm water, ate ice, to fill her stomach and unborn child/
She slept in order to avoid the growing stomach pain/
She smiled in order to fake that she was okay/
This was her life day by day, her job was over no more pay/
She was going into labor but couldn't pay/
The fee to take the new-born home/
She had no family, no friends, she was all alone/
She was blindly walking a path into the unknown/

[Hook]

[Verse: 2] (Mother's perspective)
My doubts stand, my depression expands/
I demand help, God where are you take my hand/
I can't do this by myself, I've tried to no avail/
I take off my mask, surrender myself/
Show the me unveiled, nail me on the cross/
I'll give my life, to my family and son/
A flower ready to blossom, I'll pay the price/
No matter what it cost 'em, I'll live at the Carsons'/
If that's what it takes, anything to correct my mistakes/
Anything so when he grows, he will be feasting on steaks/
Never remember the days, where we stayed awake due to pain/
Our despair grew day by day, hour by hour/
No food to be chewed, lying on the counter/
No fruit to ingest, no flower or powder/
Barely able to pay for power, begging for that last breath/
Constantly distressed, people impressed by the poverty/
I wonder how much life is left in these arteries/

[Hook]

[Verse: 3 - Lucid] (Mother's perspective)
Why did I take this road, I sat down and wrote/
A knot in my throat, my thoughts float/
In my emotions, it's explosions/
Oceans of moments, flashing before my eyes/
I question why, what's the point of life/
This isn't living, this is dying in a disguise/
This is a road to suicide, daily provided with a reason/
To take my life, I think this'll be my last night/
because there is no light, just constant fights/
But this baby deserves a life, guess it isn't my time/

[Outro]
We all deserve to live, even if it seems difficult to continue in this/
For some dying is bliss, and living is continuously falling in an abyss/
But one day you'll sit down and reminisce/

Mother Living in Poverty

[Words in parenthesis are how the previous word should be pronounced for it to flow.]

[Hook]
They say united we stand and divided we fall.
But when it comes to color and creed,
then we turn on us all.

[Verse: 1]
The way I handle this pen is detrimental,
I make your will to survive wrestle/
Pick up the pencil, my biggest adversary is myself, so I gotta be careful/
My enemy knows every move I make, the competitions on another level/
This battle's become mental, meditating with candle's lit, in a Buddhist temple/
Searching for peace, finger on the trigger,
squeeze, dead homies rest in peace/
Seized opportunities have led to pleas,
and supplications of going with ease/
I show mercy but you try to deceive,
waiting for me to pause and breathe/
So you can stab a knife in my back deep,
and have the greatest to ever live, leave/
That's a bold statement, but everyone noticed, especially after my last payment/
I've risen past divisions, from the basement to the attic, elevated my vision/
Everybody quick to listen, twistin' my words like they did to Rich Nixon/
Views and perspectives shifted, objectives n incentives drifted/(drift-ed)
The world's ran by gangs pushing pounds to keep us lifted/(lift-ed)
Enticing us with "New Deals" in order to keep us snortin n sniffin'/
Another friend in a body bag he's gone zip it,
no point in grievin'/
Everytime we shoot back it results in another man murdered by policemen/
"We the People", so if the government killing us, I'd call that shit treason/

[Hook]
They say united we stand and divided we fall.
But when it comes to color and creed,
then we turn on us all.

[Verse: 2]
They hate me and my people because of complexion/
They have no reason it should be me showing zero affection/
Our people divided by sections and those in 8 are paid no attention/
Violence breaks out but no one seems to get the message/
Percentage of blacks murdered is rising leaving me breathless/
Whole race extinct the thought keeps me restless, seen as society's menace/
Never thought I'd ever be jealous of complexion my people stuck in a crevice/
You can tell it's depth is endless extend a hand and pull us out of this well/
Stuck in a pit where the only scent present is
foul, ventilated straight from hell/
They want to see us in orange covered in scars tucked in a cell/
But I stay positive, use my vibes to propel,
break bondage and spells/
I mean, it's evident that I'm irrelevant to society/
But I voice my thoughts using the mic even if it's quietly/
Silently I write down my thoughts and privately I notice the frauds/
I see satan in them when they stand there smiling and giving applauds/
I notice something is off, no one wants me to succeed/
And in order to stick to my path I've worn shoes of concrete/
Shoes that've seen defeat and loved ones with no remorse leave/
Times was hard and the food petite but the amounts of deceit was big(beeg)/
I write and speak in tongues, spread the good message to all old or young/
What's my generation become, a cycle of malpractice has begun/
Degrading people's status in front of every one, all respect is gone(gun)/
Shot down in the streets, where we come from/
Due to ones man lust another man is buried to become dust/

[Hook]
They say united we stand and divided we fall.
But when it comes to color and creed,
then we turn on us all.

[Verse: 3]
Where's the love homie?
these times is rough homie/(ho -mie)
Do I got people who'd die fo' me?,
I question this society homie/
I question if anyone real, or they all phonies? please tell me Lord/
Because all this cat n mouse shit got me
bored/
Please tell me who real and who just tryna get the benefit/
Who here for a piece of the budget, n who here to be invested/
Which of these girls only here to receive a diamond studded necklace?/
So all they girlfriends jealous?, you been busted you heretic/
Tried to betray my trust to receive early inheritance/
But fxxx off with your filthy decadence, your arrogance evident/
Eat this Mac-11 bitch, send you straight to heaven witch/
Let God decide where he wants your presence bitch, heaven or hell?/
I hope he can hear me from Earth saying lock her in a cell/
Make her cells swell and pour lava on her so this disgrace melts/
My empathic side hasn't been felt in years, ever since my trust disappeared/
Please don't interfere, with the cleansing of my emotions/
My metamorphosis from hopeless to something worth to be noticed/

[Hook]
They say united we stand and divided we fall.
But when it comes to color and creed,
then we turn on us all.

[Verse: 4]
Ok this world will try to mock me,
some will follow some will block me/
Some will try to kill and chop me,
some will try to ruin my reputation/
Some will show tons of dedication,
some will die off of medication/
Some will repudiate this,
some will love some will hate this/
Some will attempt to recreate this,
some will try to differentiate it/
Some will hear this n celebrate it,
some will mourn this n delegate it/
Some will question me irritated,
some will have me discriminated/
Some will ask for me to be eliminated,
Ok this love has seem to be dissipated/
Despite all arguments that've been debated,
will they love it will they hate it, I don't know/
I don't want to let you go, I got this overwhelming fear of the unknown/
A writer not a fighter standing on the frontline with just a poem/(pome)
Will I see tomorrow's sunshine? I can only hope, that's what God has in store/(sto')

Where's the Love?

[Verse: 1]
?I know Tupac was killed by the U.S. government/(gover'-mint)
They say they never found the killer Obama
coverin'/
The Gov shadin' us from the truth an umbrella, n we under it/
We wondering what's true freedom at this rate we'll never discover it/
Glock in the glove compartment, this is how we live/(liv)
The government's drugs, fake freedom is all we sniff/
So many lives lost Mr. President you made it hard to forgive/
All these loved ones lost Congressmen, you made it hard to exist/
We fight the system in hopes of breaking it, in hopes of obtaining this/
In hopes of obtaining bliss, too long we've broke the peace not the bread/
Why does this government want to see all of African descent dead?/
For these reasons we fight, the system, spreading our wisdom/
They making us the villain, when in reality our race is the victim/
Raping our women n children, then throwing our males in prison/
Lord! Give me your vision, show me how to love past these divisions/
Show me how to forgive all their aggressions,
to forgive their bad decisions/
Po' We R' and inflicted, but the PoWeR within us is what makes us different/

[Hook]
Po' We R' and inflicted, but the PoWeR within us is what makes us different/
Po' We R' and inflicted, but the PoWeR within us shines over our pigment/
Po' We R' and inflicted, but the PoWeR within us fuels our persistence/

[Verse: 2]
Po' We R' and inflicted, but the PoWeR within us is what makes us different/
Know it all but we ignorant, situations change but we stand indifferent/
Knowin what's goin on, what better am I than the murder who killed 'em/
What good is indifference, ah, when hundreds is dying by the minute/
And we stand by, pointing fingers, at the white man callin' em twisted/
When gang-banging made me kill brothers, with darker pigment/
How can I judge when I've gotten caskets filled with othas in it/
How can I judge when I was one who built family up by killin'/
Yeah,
We're living in a country, where we preach freedom/
But the only thing free is breathin, our infantry die/
But we sit here n act we alright, since we eaten/
While the soldiers bleedin', and the police-men greet death/
How greedy can we get, people killin in order to gain respect/
How greedy can we get, people stealin in order to pay debts/
They lend no ears to the victims, not a sec, they play deaf/
No regrets, tellin their victims to enjoy their last breath/

[Outro]
Po' We R' and inflicted, but the PoWeR within us is what makes us different/
I'm expanding my wings, lifting my vision,
I'm bound to soar like a pigeon/
I follow no specific religion, I only follow the directions, which God has given/
Made it my mission to go the distance, reach out a hand to those missin/
Forget seeing pigment, I'm more interested in the lives I'm buildin/
I got nothing to prove, the PoWeR within us has already made it evident/

How Po' We R'

[Verse: 1]
My momma's climbin, the ladder of agin'/
That's why I'm slavin, to pay her bills/
N' hand her Franklin's, let her visit all of her favorite/
places, experience new things, and watch her life everyday changin'/
And in her dying words, tell her she everything she's deserved/
Never, Dear Mother, regret a single moment/
You were there to hear me out, n take notice/
While others refused to take note of this/
You helped me feel whole again/
You helped me reach one hundred percent/
I'm thankful for this life I've lived, I hope the Lord forgives me/
For I acknowledge I've sinned, I've tried to be the best son I can/
In my dying words will I regret not achieving this faster/
I hope the time before you meet the Master/
Adds to the ending of happy ever after/

[Verse: 2]
In my dying words will I regret, the life I lived/
Surrounded by money and controlled substances/
My father has only gave me punches n hits as an inheritance/
Maybe in the future I'll inherit, some money n shit/
Dressed in bruises, when mad, he becomes abusive/
This is an autobiographic exclusive, shits been protruding from my mind/
Since the days I was cutting my skin, with an exacto knife/
Thoughts about chugging down gin, and driving a car off a cliff/
Sick of livin' like a slave, when I die will that be the day?/
Don't wanna leave this world, without reaching my destination/
When am I gonna make it out of Hip Hop's basement?/
I've been waiting, I've been complacent/
I've been patient, time to find my place in it/

[Verse: 3]
In my dying words will I speak, what I've seen/
or will I conceal it like I did, when I was a teen/
I was just fourteen, when I dreamt this dream/
now I'm seeing it, come into fruition/
Everyday closer to makin' it as a musician/
Everyday closer to payin' my future childrens' tuition/
Everyday that passes is one step closer to a million/
They said the chances of me blowin up was one in a billion/
But I never listened, if ever a thought was given/
Everything would be lost, all hope of a future would be gone/
So I stayed up writin' this music til dawn/
Kept the beat playin' loud n' strong/
Prayin' to the Lord, that this decision wasn't wrong/
I dared myself to pick up the mic, and go where I belong/
Tryna find myself even, when writin this song/
Searchin within, didn't know where to begin/
But then it hit, ever since I could, remember I been searchin for this/
Finally destiny has arrived, and my hearts beating quick in bliss/
Searchin for myself I found this:
my purpose is to make music, allow me to prove it/
You have a passion for helpin, but don't know how to use it/
A passion for rappin, but don't know how to improve it/
Probably for years have been, feelin useless/
Find yourself and I promise, you'll feel renewed then/
Attempting to elude from yourself, has been proven/
To congest and stuff, your life like mucus/
So now homie don't confuse it, open your mind and do it/
Open your mind and do it, open your mind and do it/

In Our Dying Words

[Verse: 1]
Will the end justify my means?/
I'm only a mortal man, here til the bell rings/
I'm jumping out the van, and hope i have wings/
Maybe I have horns, maybe I've done everything my fam warned/
Maybe I'm undeserving, maybe I've heard things/
That made me feel worthless, maybe I'm searching/
For a reason, for something to keep me believing/
That life is worth it, and i shouldn't leave it/
But I'm not feeling that way am I/
I'm just feeling insane and I/
Don't know how to cope/
Other than hanging from the ceiling with my neck in a rope/

[Verse: 2]
I'll probably die anonymous/
I'll probably die conscious n'/
I'll probably die accomplice-less/
I'll probably die lovin you, and never follow it/
I'll probably die cryin n'/
I'll probably die flyin since/
I'll be hanging by a noose and my head/
Inches off the ground, my arms paintin it red/
All along I'd been holdin a thread/
Lacerations, my attempt to forget/
I was holdin off death/
Now i'm a bit too upset/
Young kid filled with regrets/
Feelin shortness of breath/
Feelin thoughtless n south/
Nothing lasts forever/
I'm tryna figure this out/
Just a young kid filled with doubt/

[Verse: 3]
How many friends til I no longer feel lonely?
How many texts til I feel wanted?/
How many meetings til I feel important?/
How many voicemails til I feel worth it?/
How many phone calls til I feel purpose?/
These cuts go deeper than the surface/
No matter how much I purchase, I feel worthless/
No matter how many hours I service/
I still get urges/
Suicidal tendencies, what i'm livin now ain't meant for me/
Wonderin if God mix up my plans when He put the breath in me/

[Verse: 4]
I wish people liked me how they like my pictures/
I wish I liked what I saw when I look in mirrors/
I wish I wasn't so self conscious/
I wish I displayed my insecurities a little less obvious/
I wish I had someone help instead of stand in the audience/
I wish she loved me like she loves all her friends/
I wish she loved me and it wasn't just pretend/.
I wish she loved me but I wish I would give up on her/
Trying too hard for things that won't occur/
Can't force love, and you can't win it, no/
I'm waiting to hear something I don't know/
All I get is "you're worthless"/
All I get is "you're undeservin"/
I note this/
I know I noticed/
I'm at my lowest/
Cold and unfocused/
Searching for purpose/
Somebody hold this/

[Verse: 5]
How much should I spend for you to want me?/
How long left until you love me?/
How long til you see me how I see you?/
How much I gotta bleed to no longer think of you?/
A pint of blood later, I can still feel you/
Three pints later, my subconscious dream you/
I'm bleeding pounds, nobody save me now/
You still in my system fxxxing around/
Maybe in a few hours you'll be out/

Thoughts on Pages

[Hook]
Last summer we took a ride up/
But the winter had us dried up/
Then the spring brought me life huh/
Now this summer lookin nice yuh/
The sun is on the rise up/
The wave is to the sky yuh/

[Verse: 1]
We aiming for millions, chasing riches/
We blaming our feelings, for fxxxing bitches/
We planning on establishing, Young Lavishing/
Spending on fashion, and not thinking of how to manage it/
Now if we brought up our disadvantages/
You'd realize how much of a challenge it is/
To be a candidate, to be happy on an average check/
To be happy with an average chick/
We aiming for Louis V on our bandages/
Spent so many years with fake shit, practicing/
But now I see the real things coming/
And shit ain't ever been so humbling/
Seeing people that talked you down, now lookin up n'/
Giving me congratulations, but most of them niggas still fakin'/
Only niggas I fxxx with Jackson, Grant & Franklin/
Wannabe friends, y'all making me lose my patience/
Cutting up the beat and breathing life to the cadence/
Man we don't care about budgets anymore/
We just spending cash whenever we get bored/
This game ain't fetch, the field a chess board/
Making moves, everything you guessed, Lord/

[Hook]

[Verse: 2]
Now this just might be the one/
Packing heat like it's a gun/
We ain't doin it for the popularity, we do it for the love/
This might just be my gift from the One up above/
When push comes to shove, we all bleed the same blood/
So why we beef over the cut?/
No two fingers are the same/
And let's not play the blame game/
Because it wouldn't be fair to you, I'm critically acclaimed/
Unashamed to write my wrongs/
I right these wrongs in my songs/
It's therapeutic as I put these words where they belong/
I'm gone...

[Hook]

[Verse: 3]
All these feelings we've had bottled up/
Just trying to do things our Role Model does/
We got this bottle of Patron, and we ain't on our own/
We young and got time, we growing a louder tone/
I'm blasting off, in my outer zone/
I'm tryna turn this '17 Caddy into an '18 Rolls/
Because that's how the A-team rolls/
Eighteen hoes, buzzin' up my cell phone/
Ain't famous but I'm well known/
Blasting through your headphones/
Shoes with the red foam/
Audemar got me swimming, breasts stroked/

Seasons


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