How can I Reach Everyone for a moment?...
How can I Reach Everyone for a moment?...
How do I speak to the gangsters & the intellectuals in the same sentence?
and what about sending my blessings to both the Muslims & the Christians?
Wishing I could answer everybody’s questions on the real purpose of life
what makes a hustling youngster hold a Colt45 tight close to his side?
Who decides when and if you die? Does your existence lie in human hands?
the bloody fingers of war that clutch weapons of destruction defending lands
As arrogant clans clash 4 cash stacks I watch flashbacks in my minds-eye
each day wisdoms grows a little like Bonsai looking at the sunshine sky
I memorise ducking from federal officers looking for nuccaz 2 lock in boxes
I’m sure Jesus walked with me for a moment way I drifted up n weightless
Moved paces quick until the world seemed to flow slow emotional & mystic
jailhouse rocking The Koran, feeling calm in Allah’s chastisement of wicked
Only those spliffs had us lifted above the bar like 100 kilos on the bench
getting hench like a brick shithouse I spit out the sic truth causing a stench
Drenching my thoughts in a Hashish haze lost for days on cloud 11
…… up 2 from 9, speaking in codes & signs… the mind ticks loud 24/7
Will I reach Heaven as an Angel? Or will Hells gravity drag me down?
I’m misguided mainly mostly… yet still I’ve never known exactly how…
Can’t even express my deepest depth in mere words, each attempt is futile
I blast rhymes like loose cannons, feels like I been programmed to shoot wild
...Shotting yay was meant to be a sideline & a lot of cats’ favourite pastime
…was piping ashes 2 ashes sprinkled with that dust 2 dust on the pipeline
Hoes will live in your crib 4 a hit on a glass-dick n serve up head like a waitress
u look here 4 scary images, but its not me! It’s your televisions that’s tasteless
Masses of big tits n waist-less chicks stripping n shaking they asses 4 bucks
c artists rated by bling, millionaire stars swear they career started wit drugz
Does it all somehow - corrupt interrupt brainwaves perhaps lead a few astray?
who cares what’s played, “am I good or bad? is as old a cliché as “who’s 2 say?
I pray 4 all the parents raising children in this fiery furnace of an Earth
hoping peace stops all war, saving soldiers enlisted 2 protect and serve
Bombs crush territories, most political authorities seem gangster 2 me
officially acting selfish 2 people languishing amid death & the tragedy
…As each casualty - that the coffin sees is sent 6 deep into the soil
AK47’s spitting in rhythm sending human blood seeping thru the oil
Cities weak in turmoil, tempers boil the kettle explodes as heavy metal unloads
the path is rough n rugged, got kids like fuck it life is stuck at the crossroads
... “Walking on thin ice” slipping thru the surface completely unidentified
my solemn soul wandering over battlefields where tanks & guns epitomize...
The rise of globalization facing the population blinded by subliminal psyche
White collar criminal types flourish telling white lies I call it “original hype”
