i let flow don't force it
i dress corporate
but the beats in my veins
how to beatem's in my brain
my cerebel battle hell
til i hear the horns
pass the sword to gabri-el
while i kick it with the lord
for sure
four score and seven years
i cried so many tears
as i hustled through the years
too many of our own ain't here
shot and killed for real
over petty squabbles
sex, krills, and beer bottles
my mind’s on auto
thinking of a plan
gears turn
the world burns
get it in
before the news flash again
another senseless
what’s the answer
they never mention

~sicknature~ My financial skills/discipline need Jesus. -J-Skivvy

****We need more Pharoahe Monch!!!****

as i hustled through the years
too many of our own ain't here
shot and killed for real
over petty squabbles


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I think this is a message that needs to resonate. In New Orleans, it's horrendous....black on black murders of stupid, petty shit...like shoes. it's a shame man....

i'm feeling this

to turning to spirtual to guide you though life trials.. cool peice