I came up like so many others; The son of an addict And I come with baggage of runnin from some of them habits Tryna beat the odds, not becomin one of the average So I'm bumpin the standards Of what people want from us bastard kids No aspirin here, in this atmosphese Ain't no pain relief until that archangel speak And blast our fears To the astral piers of oblivion Forgotten like the plight of American indians LORD HAVE MERCY, our martyrdom end Let's pour the hood liquor stores out to honor our dead Yeeeah, peace to Uncle Earl, peace to my Pop Peace to Scooby Dog, homey why yourself you pop Then again, I can understand your su-i-cide Cuz to be a black man is do or die And that's truth no lie, and the proof is high Lord have mercy on our seeds and help their roots get live In this programmed broke land, of hopeless nomads Most pass on thinking for theirself, but I'ma grown man Without the ass, that's a beast of burden And I'm EMANCIPATED from that three fifth's of hurtin So...Lord have mercy Say, Lord have mercy Say, Lord have mercy Please...
"I'm scientific, but my reflex gangsta"- Black Thought
1. "RE: TE-TE Have Mercy " FUCK NO "" In response to Reply # 0
i dont' spread agape instead i feed gupies ashes of mars i'm a black man without a car but as far as do or die that shit is just white supremes lies there no flying bars in my future because i ain't been nuture by fbi dawgs did oj and ok you call for mercy but shit this alcohol and weed got me blood thirsty fuck that holy water spit ill back kick back flip 2 snake i's and you'll crap out i boo boo is running down yo leg god dam i all ready for got what you said fear what you know about fear rich kids ain't never drop a tear maybe from falling but i'm talking about really calling out to the lord not with knees on a church marble floor i'm talking about on gravel that shit that tears up you mandible when you knock out lock out o i for got ain't got a door to hang the wreath yeah nigga's don't want to chance your beleaf wit my faith layin awake in motor city wit no penny no candy no blank checks no pay checks no tape decks no blankets just a pen and a pad but i ain't mad kng nebecanezzar i'm like what ever the real higher power step in still look'n scooby doo shaggy but ain't to shabby wit the legal class if i want to ill step up and move the mass like christ but that ain't my right i rather judge like i've been judge baptising the dead righteous in a pool of blood really it's all hard love and i'm a evil fucking thug so peace the beast of cleveland!
A guitar string vibrating, a measure of my soul, a breech in the silence -- I've always felt like words come through me & I write them down... they have no master --- gsquared ♥
Cuz to be a black man is do or die And that's truth no lie, and the proof is high Lord have mercy on our seeds and help their roots get live In this programmed broke land, of hopeless nomads Most pass on thinking, for theirself, but I'ma grown man Without the ass, that's a beast of burden And I'm EMANCIPATED from that three fifth's of hurtin
Inspiring and very real to the point piece.
--- "Every Golden Age is as much an act of disregard as it is of felicity."
"everyone like spectacular pass me the ordinary, da peanut butter and jelly to da lobster and shrimp, the o' oh thats him, to the mobsters and pimps" - ME, dammit!
A guitar string vibrating, a measure of my soul, a breech in the silence -- I've always felt like words come through me & I write them down... they have no master --- gsquared ♥
"keep pennin till the earth birth's your rightful seed then nurture it wit more ink..." ASIEM "Kuun fiyah Kuun" Quran (Be and it is) " A writer takes his pen to write the words again that all in love is fair" Stevie Wonder
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