Should I say it or not but I need a hand to help me out
Start share my rhymes and my thoughts out
Its all about how i form this poem but
My grind is ma**ive im making it real art
Telling my self be smart
Never rut rust or get chained up in the bad part
Keep positive bars bump in my heart
With God essence write within my hand fight for people Rights
Eyes of the devil is stalking me through dayz and nights ...
Live not 2 die
Telling my friends the end is bright is it right it makes no difference if u black or white
Cuz we all have come of Adm and Eve
Tho we find it hard to believe
Still our enemies making us struggle to live f**ing our beliefs
Just never grieve hold onto ur good deeds like a soft breeze
Keep it real my brain is steel so i can never be phony while telling how i feel
This earth used to be part of heaven
Before we mess it turn it 2 hell
Loneliness and despair all i got from being here for 20 years
Jesus said it A Prophet Without Honor In His Hometown
I ain't prophet and probably this should never be my homeland
It hurts man to feel stranger among ur folks
Im baking to my conscious and my focus hocus pocus
Life is a roller-coaster been down for too long
Now im riding the top
And will never stop even if i died you gonna see my ghost