From B-More Careful to The Chocolate City
Where not so pretty chicks often act sadity.
Tiny cats carry gats, attitudes is shitty.
In the streets they form black committees.
It's simply the call of the wild. The young black child's
in danger; They can't seem to manage their anger.
Unborns is aborted with hangers
Little shorties goin' insane givin' brain to strangers.
Can't seem to change this. The man has arranged this.
Oblivious to it all, we livin' in chambers.
No hope, my man's grandmama sells dope.
Mad drama, the only way she knows how to cope.
Yesterday little Susi got sprayed up in kindergarten.
Now she'll never see the first grade.
That's real! Tell me if you feel what I say.
It's ill when juvenilles kill to get paid.
And mothers suffer and slave to save for another grave.
That's why they pray when their kids misbehave.
Until the day when the jakes take'em away
They gotta pay for the mistakes they made.
[Chorus:]
We're in this paradise lost to sacrifice cause
It's war and the streets show no remorse
It's war mad drama plus more in store
They catch bodies just to keep the score...
We're still locked in this paradise lost to sacrifice cause
It's war and the streets show no remorse
It's war mad drama plus more in store
They catch bodies just to keep the score! [x2]
The art of war documents crime rhyme sequels
lions & weasels Quoting signs of evil, man-kinds and peoples.
Street-Cats got nine lives to bleed through
Fiends giving brain for french-fries and needles!
Plus any challenge these minds find is lethal
They teach little kids to blame the tribes of Hebrew.
Neglected, you could say it's lack of perspective
But I knew Gina, Ishmael has shot for a necklace!
He got knocked driving a stolen Lexus
At the same confines Po-Po infested
It's 25 to life, a soldier's reflection
Its old soul mirrors an unspoken death-wish!
Inmates offered a sort of protection
Until his ass got moved to the HIV-section!
Now, that's real in these fields of sorrow
If parents misbehave, their children follow!
They squared 41 shots to kill Diallo,
And it's 40 shots too much for me to swallow,
Let's, build our boroughs and seal tomorrow
Sending out messages in Olde English bottles. What...
Ya'll know I'm young and witty, only my guns is pretty
Got Ali(Rasul)running with me, ya'll can come and get me
Find me in the slums of fifties, gutter campaigns from Poughkeepsie
that'll leave one in your kidney!
If you run against me, I've got killer flows,
ain't no monkey-business in gorilla fros
use music to heal a soul, all my young shorties fulfill your goals
Life is more then just the fastest cars & the illest
cloths! Tim'lands and whites, linen with ice
winning with dice, cinnamon wife blend with the trife!
repenting to Christ, vacating where the temperature's nice
Penderin' twice, that's what I call: Living the Life..
[Chorus:]
Yo it's the same hood money guns bottles of Cane
We can take what tomorrow'll bring
but as the days pass, our mottos'll change..
It's all one world, divided by bars and the chains, sorrow & pain
Follow the game gospels came with bullets ans slugs
took it to bloods of Abraham's crooks and them thugs
Hookers in clubs, little girls cooking up drugs
Who am I to rearrange their outlooks of love?!
My footage on dubs is like Holy Books from above
Saying Allah U Akbar, still shook from his grudge
shook to be judged, balls of fire false desire
crawling up higher until my laws retire
Yo, cutting no slacks, busting no caps
We've learned to reevaluate and muscle our tracks
my lungse'll colapse 'cause I keep cussin' on wax
How many rappers do you know still hustling crack?
[Chorus]
Now they're really gonna hate us! The Square and Ali Vegas
makin' papers. You can't escape the vapors
If the music doesn't work go back to stagin' capers
It ain't our fault they say it's what the devil made us
Whether mikes or skypagers, gats or crossfaders,
the game's the same and it's played by all ages
Laced with raw flavas, make ya'll wanna taste it
Niggas throw your guns in the air, hoes get naked
our motto. Pop bottles after we shake it
The lifestyles of young brothas tryin' to make it
Whips, exotic trips, and large bank statements,
Visual basics, contagious criminal phrases
Rock penals sagacious for minimum wages
Found spirits of hatred on pitiful faces
In cages, locked in a digital matrix
Dance with the devil level lyrics in basements
Original slave-shit, my syllables're racist!
Taste this embrace the physically shapeless
Venoms on pavements, how I'm mimicking Jason.
Rhythms of cavemen in this critical ages
They're living on spaceships,
we're in middle of snakepits!
Faithless cutting with scissors & razors
The Wizard on faders literally crazed this.
Amaze kids how I chase riddles on pages
Subliminal, sacred, caves lit.
Blaze these jewels to rock & roll
For old forgotten souls to scold the Ghetto-Gold.
Hold my pain, my mind empties a clip
Rent me a whip with two bags of sensei to spliff
Yo, my life's nothing but an envious bitch ...
So, how the fuck could you hate me for this.
This Gangsta chronicles feeds minds of
honourable breeds
Documents read the peace with
hypnotical ease
Anybody who pleads for more
vulnerable needs
Drop to your knees, words of
Muhammad will breathe
With unstoppable speeds atoms
and molecules bleed
Behind that Hollywood creed,
the diabolical greed...
This is beyond narcotics and weed...
Beyond vile demonic conceit!
I pen rhymes on tropical leafs before I hop on them beats
Popping the heat, mystique my knowledge is deep.
Swallow the grief, empty V-bottles with freaks,
Biographies teach on dusty sorrowful sheets!
The Sodom's defeat among King Solomon's seeds
Yo honestly B: what happened to the Mark of the Beast?
Following cheez your neighbourhoods' prophet's believes...
Ya turn your back to topics like these.
Apocalypse speaks, read a neurotic disease
My solid techniques will hit the rock-bottom for weeks
Poli with peeps, rep the slums boroughs & streets
The God is unique, putting mad Body's to sleep
Hard to compete: THE STATE OF THE ART will repeat
She was a smart girl but never came to finish
her school Disobeying what she used to call
the sinister rules The minister knew, they
grew one special bondage
An overly calm kid but haunted!
13 and good her belly started to bust, cold crush
No one to trust, that's why she kept it on the hush...
Yo, six months passed: robbed off her smile
She had to go down south to give birth to a child.
We lost touch, one day coming back from tour
Everybody bugging, guess who just move next door
Saw her frame buying pampers at the grocery-store
Try to front like she really don't know me no more
Played it off no sweat god forgive why try
Every now and then, a hi and bye bye
My man Pete, always see her twisted in clubs
Shaking them thangs for Chris', only kick it with thugs
Who would really be surprised if she dipped into drugs
The word got around that she be pimping her love
Simply because, that's what her misery does
Constantly trying to find a way to bigger her buzz
Few months ago, she met this big-time baller
That's when the real shit started off..
[Chorus:]
All I've known is pain and sorrow in my life,
please don't let me cry
Today I've learned to love tomorrows of my life,
please don't let me cry
And all the things that I've been through
Just kept my pride and I stayed true,
please don't let me cry, please don't let me cry
Killer was well known for slinging bricks of cocaine
Two gambling spots, pushing tricks with code-names
The type with gold chains, a bully with bad taste
A mad face, quick to get your ass laced...
Deep in her heart she needed a father figure
Blind to the fact what's got her problems triggered
Seeking reflections in bottles of Hennessy
Re-evaluating her sorrows and tendencies,
Neglecting her own on the phone smoking bones
What's all that noise coming out of her broken home?
Domestic violation, pain isolation
You won't find no answers being patient
Writing predicaments for whole generations
12 years of struggle, 12 years of hustle
For 12 years couldn't stay my ass out of trouble
Ran 12 spots to sell grass in the jungle
For 12 years a motherfucker stashed on the humble!
Like 11 big dudes on the line of scrimmage
I spit with the strength of Popeye on spinach.
Give me 11 minutes, nigga, and your girl is finished
Leave your ass heartbroke and your world diminshed
Caught 10 cases, 10 different files
Seen the same face rocking 10 different smiles
Bag 10 dimes with 10 different styles
Glad the Knicks got rid of Chris Childs
There was these wild ass cats thought they had 9 lives,
Trapped on 9th behind enemy lines
It was two against 9 no escape this time
Tapped their spine with a couple blasts from a 9
[Chorus:]
Yo my brother is you with it, hey oh yeah I'm with it
Yo son is you committed, I stay committed
Making the digits, 4 ways to split it
Souls Infinite, ya got to come and get it
[x1]
My moms used to tell me I should talk with my father
You dropped 1 album with 8 different authors
8 different A&Rs;, 88 offers
I stick to Showdown, why even bother
I take 7 MCs put them in a line
Add 7 more brothas that think they can rhyme
It'll take 7 more before I go for mine
Now that's 21 MCs ate up at the same time
6 million ways to die you know the rest
I've got a 6th sense for shorties with big breasts
It used to be who's the best and who's fresh
You got something to say player take it to my chest
This is real hip hop like Fab Five Fred
We murderin' tracks like 5 shots to the head
You dead. We do it so the kids get fed
Sing the song if you heard what I said
[Chorus x1]
Build 4 corners, cross 4 waters
Bloods' been shed for the New World Order
A penny 4 my thoughts, I need 4 quarters
I've got 4 names 4 my unborn daughter
I knew this European chick with 3 black kids
With no idea of what black is
Had 3 different niggas in just 3 years
Even let my man hit it off just 3 beers
That's 2 too many, 2 peas in a pod
2 MCs or not, we're like Mo Cheeks & Doc
2 tumtables and 2 mics to rock
Blow up spots to set up our own shop
Square One life to live so this life we give
1 Love to the ones who pump our shit
Thump our shit in 1 room appartments
Rasul Allah master supreme, catastrophy's theme
Traded my laughter for dreams, last to be seen
On magazines the footage on your TV-screen
I rather get paid and spit sixteen
Even with a telescope ya couldn't see me split this cream
Hit this scheme, watch me tongue-kiss this dream
No mean that's word on my cousine Shireen
Ain't move of ya'l can touch or fuck with this team!
Hey yo welcome to the SQUARE MC's better beware
Grab a microphone, run for cover & stand clear
Fuck an introduction got no time for fanfare
To get to me, you've got to go through my man here
Lyrics like sharp spears cut the listener's ears
Leavin' you dumb with no eardrum beggin' to hear
Man of the year 'GIANNI' your label should've signed me
Untill then I keep building living devinely!
[Chorus:]
Can't mess with the gods, Baby
To all you pretty MC's
Can't get with these (twice)
The fact is you can't sack these black quaterbacks
We're strapped like some cats with love for Arafat
New Jacks need to practice they plan to attack
We influence the masses it shows in their acts
Exposing they're wack, take their cloth off their back
While I'm posing for ad's Iman's composing the tracks
Like that and Eddi's throwing on the wax
So many hos at shows front-rows be packed
And perhaps curiosity kills that cat
Mad rappers get jacked plus x-ed on their backs
Infinite stacks, cut like pieces of crack
Beats that you lack all you MC's get smacked
We use turntables while you spit off dat
It's like Mugsy Bogues, against Big Shaq
See it ain't where I'm from it's where I'm busting my caps
And if you don't know where to put it just fill in the gaps
[Chorus]
Watch me run with your queen through the garden of eden
Teach her the Science of how to father my semen
Party with demons, liquor and a jar full of reefer
Show off my heater before putting size between her
Lie I need her might even buy her sneaker's
Untill the trick starts to flip and jeoperdize my freedom
That's when I passed her number to Johnny McEnroe 'cause he sure knows how to mack a ho
If life's a bitch then I'm goin' to fuck it 'till I die
Have her laying on her stomach while she's reaching for the sky
Hitting it so hard leaving marks on her thighs I do my work in the dark before the sunrise
Look in my eyes, do I look like a nigger that lies?
On some shit that most brothers can only fantasize
Singing on your dingaling it happens worldwide
Disrespect yourself and damage your girl's pride
I've got a voice for this shit, no choice but to spit
Rolls Royce to the six, eating oysters and shit
GD's in the disc-player and if you got fifty keys
you're brick-layer or get your weight up!
All player-haters get your hate up, all flavored gators
niggas paid up, I see ya'll
Throwin'trees to the cigar Iíve seen you in that CVR
tryin' to eat Pa, wantin' to ride peacock speak hard got
TV's and VCR's or DVD's, niggas can't see GD!
Might as well quit rap and get your G.E.D
heard the don of your mob wanna meet with me..
For what I smoke blunts in the back of the six doing donuts
Don't take much for me to go nuts
I know pimps and know sluts that hold bucks
and eat cold cuts every night like so what. WHAT..
I'll be firing threats,quite as kept my nine'll reflect
signs of regret through holes that my silencer left
live & direct,computerized minds'll connect
High Intellects raised in confinements of death
and ya better peep the science that I hide in my tec
tryin' to neglect the depth of pride and respect
Eveytime you see the God, ya be dieing for rep
crying for less, leave your hos eyeing & wet
when I asked for some beats ya couldn't find your cassettes
so how the fuck you wanna go line for line with some vets?!
Rhyme for a Lex, catch me even rhyme for sex
make heads bang, 'till they're bleeding out of their necks
I'm probably the best, my sick terminology's flesh
All that' let's keep it real got me tired and vexed
As hard as it gets, the Concrete Messiahs're next
Watch Edward Sizzerhand electrifying your sets, bet!
I'm known to show love,despite my cold blood
lazy but crazy bizzy like Bone Thug
twist the dro bud, this bitch is so tuff
baby hit me crizzy and lick the whole nut
from a baby to a juvenile been about cash money
and if you ain't got 5 on it you won't get a pass from me
I blast a strike & kill, that's cause they like our steele
I keep a mug and be real on Cypress Hill
Had a westside connection since back then
ask Dub C, I'm cold as Ice Cube with a Mack Ten
and ya'll claim ya'll stars but ya'll hardly peeped
I'm a prodigy bringing the havoc and my Mobb Deep
Allah spoken quotin' bars cigar smoking
ain't swollen but the Giant'll squash Hogan
represent the seven like Lamar Odom
can't say your weed is the bomb 'till I start choking,
so fuck the soldier, I'll stick the leader
and I tell herbs to shut up like Trick & Trina
like Insane Martin Payne I throw dick to Gina
lot of whips, not a trick, got a sick demeanor
and shouts to all my unsigned niggas
Get Dirty is the next to blow ya'll don't want rhyme niggas
sex is us, tecks is us fuck with fam
stress is us like Joe Black death is us
seen niggas blow off the meat, next is us
seen niggas fly off the roof and never mess with us
here roll that and catch the rush
you thorough niggas hold that and rap with us. What!!!
Future - Skyrion
Indeed I believe there's something waiting for me
Blowing the winds of confusion
Hearing a voice calling out my name
Faith and betrayal together in this game
Leaving my pride to the future
When I'll accomplish all things
Innocent Eyes - Skyrion
How can this just be?
What is wrong with me?
Nothing can be done
If you don't wanna see the true
How can this just be?
Nothing can be done
If you don't wanna see the true
Don't deny it!
Look into those eyes
What do you see?
Just the greed and cruelty of men
Hands that got wet with their blood
How could we leave this way?
Those innocent eyes
Are crying with their fate
If the children are the future of our nations
Why we let them die?
If the children are the future of our nations
Why we let them die?
They don't ask for anything
But hope
To live their lives in peace
Why don't you realize?
Just gaze at those innocent eyes
If the children are the future of our nations
Why we let them die?
If the children are the future of our nations
Why we let them die?
They don't ask for anything
But hope
To live their lives in peace
Why don't you realize?
Just gaze at those innocent eyes
We can make a change
Healing our land
If the children are the future of our nations
Why we let them die?
How can this just be?
What is wrong with me?
Nothing can be done
If you don't wanna see the true
How can this just be?
Nothing can be done
If you don't wanna see the true
Listen to these words
Keep your mind wide open
Did you hear them singing?
- Hahaha!!!
Beware,it's about to start
Brothers,sisters
Join now my army of fear
Follow my control
Heavens,yearning
Salvation now and forever
In exchange of your soul
Open your eyes,for once
Don't let them steal your right to live
You've got to think for yourself
Make your own choices
It's life you must believe in
In freedom
Of mind and body
In freedom
To tell our stories
In freedom
And self respect
‘Cause we all can die so young
Turn away,get away from this blind faith
You can't just wash these bloodstains
Pray for me,pray for them
Pray for me,pray for them
Pray for something that never came
Don't hear their voices
Don't join their forces
A true believer
Make his choices
Follow my lead
Trust me
You'll find all you're looking for
Just take my hand
And walk through the light
Brothers,sisters
Join now my army of fear
In exchange of your soul
Open your eyes,for once
Don't let them steal your right to live
You've got to think for yourself
Make your own choices
Learning from this long,long journey
Looking for a place to shine
I'm not afraid to try ‘cause I believe in miracles
Only a coward fears to walk the path of dreams
Beyond the sorrow
Hiding in the stars
Wipe away your tears
Embrace this way of life
Forward,higher
Brighter than the sun
Maybe they're illusion
But they're all yours to judge
Even if I'm falling
I'll go crawling,waiting
Beyond creation there's a place to us all
Turn away from darkness
Searching,wanting
Lying to myself again
Searching for some answers
Crying just for your forgiveness
Getting into danger
Angels turning into dust
Dust turning into pain
Shadows playing in my mind
How could I just stand?
What is your goal?
Can't say no
Not again - Embracing the dark
Leave me be
Take my sins
Just for you - Ending my trust
What should I do
Just to stand by your side
Loving someone
That could never be mine
Trying to breathe in
Hearing your heartbeat into the dark
Learn to forgive
Remember me
Stay here with me again
Ignore the past
What if you tried
What can it take
What if is not the end
Take those good emotions
Place them in your heart
There's no devotion
Stronger than the love
I'll always be with you
Dream always higher
Don't lie to yourself
Release me from your spell
Trying to breathe in
Hearing your heartbeat into the dark
Learn to forgive
Remember me
Stay here with me again
Ignore the past
What if you tried
What can it take
Alone In Darkness - Skyrion
Open your eyes and see the rising moon
Release your conscience
Alone in darkness I cry
Alone in darkness I stand
Alone in darkness my life
Alone in darkness
Alone in darkness
Seems to never change
Loose yourself from the sorrow
And feel the reason to live
Try to overcome this trial
And let your spirit be free
Don't let your weakness ruin your journey
There's enough time to be born again
Even if it's gonna end and your life seems to be falling
Carry on, walk again
Take my hand and embrace this life
Alone in darkness I stand
Alone in darkness my life
Alone in darkness
Alone in darkness
I chose you to be my master
Can't you see all you've done?
I'm not another puppet
Can't you see what you've become?
Liars,suckers,losers,murders
Killers,intruders,fuckers,traitors
People die of starvation
Wanting all you left behind
People need your attention
They are there you can't dine
Poor are praying for salvation
Screaming from deep inside
Rooting to sick degradation
Forsaken,you're running out of lies
Someday you shall find
Salvation,you're running out of lies
Time to pay for your crimes
Believe it,you're running out of lies
Got to pay the price
Fools,you're running out of lies
You should stand for your rights
Somebody save me
Take from here
Kill me or stop it
Nothing more to see
Hate me,don't mind it
Just leave me alone
Throw me your money
I don't mind at all
I chose you to be my master
Can't you see all you've done?
I'm not another puppet
Can't you see what you've become?
Liars,suckers,losers,murders
Killers,intruders,fuckers,traitors
Forsaken,you're running out of lies
Someday you shall find
Salvation,you're running out of lies
Time to pay for your crimes
Believe it,you're running out of lies
Got to pay the price
Fools,you're running out of lies
Hiding My Hate - Skyrion
How can I just trust you
If you never did the same?
Should we all just let it go?
Arguing had never made the changes
That we all wanted
Trying in every fight
So hard
To reject this pain inside
Burning, turning
Let me live my life
Spare me form your.
I've tried to stand by your side
Hiding my hate
I've tried to stand by your side
Hiding my hate
Hiding my hate
Hey, Mister Nice Guy
I wonder how does it start
You came with your money
Full of great surprises
With all those good intentions
You'd better go to hell
My soul is too expensive
And is not for you to sell
Mister Nice Guy
I wanna see it all
Oh Mister-Know-It-All
I wanna rise above your fall
Trying in every fight
To reject this pain inside
Burning, turning
I've tried to stand by your side
Hiding my hate
I've tried to stand by your side
Hiding my hate
Hiding my hate
Life is yours to understand
To learn a lesson
To live again
Fearing treason every sight
How could I just stand?
Giving me those fake smiles
My sanity has faded
I've tried to stand by your side
Hiding my hate
I've tried to stand by your side
Hiding my hate
I've tried to stand by your side
Hiding my hate
Burning Temptation - Skyrion
I find destruction and submission
While I taste this burning temptation
Feeding the layers of such unwanted desire
Clearly shown among my doubts
Don't even try to put down the fire
Hidden between control and relief
Running away from the voice I hear
Consuming reason, getting insane
This trace of life can be my only gain
It's found the river from where I started
Where I always bathe myself
Drinking the poison of my questions
Where temptation's to be drowned forever
With time all this burden will melt
In fire of eternal hate
Burning my body, pleasure of creation
Fate, my only choice against temptation
Rising, falling, accept abomination
Slave, prisoner of my own salvation
Swears on behalf of my sins
Burning my body, pleasure of creation
Fate, my only choice against temptation
Rising, falling, accept abomination
Slave, prisoner of my own salvation
The answer for your problems will never simply appear
Pressure grows up and up until you face your fears
Only with the heat of your body I will find
Peace and relief that will keep me for the night
Burning my body, pleasure of creation
Fate, my only choice against temptation
Rising, falling, accept abomination
Haunted by the phantoms of my past
Disturbed by the innocence that we used to have
Life was never meant to be so easy
No way out but live
No time to regret
I'm tired just to be another freak
Running from life
You can't just walk over me
I cannot wait anymore
No pain, no gain
I was born for metal
Metal is my life
If you believe in something don't waste anytime
Live for tomorrow
You cannot be ashamed
The music you like is not just a game
Hiding in the shadows
Hunting down my way
Black from head to toe
Dragging my chains
Amount my crowd
Is where I belong
If don't believe
Just leave me alone
Days are getting longer with hate
But hope has to be even stronger than fate
Standing between madness and sadness
blud you ever met sandra?
light skin ting, marga
got 4 babys by 3 fathers
she thought each one was the one
till they up and run
hit the road and scarpered
each one don't amount 2 jack
she's in her council flat
thinking 'those little bastards
so heartless
let me all alone
4 kids at home
and go darked it'
but sandra's a hustla
thinking 'i aint no busta,
i'm a get paid, get made however
them city girls i see on street aint no better
i'm a use what my mum gave me
don't pet star, i'm a get dark
so she'd get cark and push her legs part
let the mans bore tru 4 true no lesser
she figured she was allways getting banged by mans
so she might aswell get a little money in her hands
she couldn't get a job had no time
but she put it in her gob the whole time!
the sket of the manner
you can here the babys crying when you bang her
belly of the beast - no glamour, don't clamour
just make sure you strap up with a rubber when you bang
I heard sandra's youngest turned two now
her oldest turned sixteen and moved out
mum's bucking shines in her youts house
and you wonder why the yout don't wanna see you now?
but sandra's still down on her knees
she can make a man cum wid the greatest of ease
but what about her k-i-d?
thats life in the belly of the beast
ok so i met this brae called dave
dave hung around the weatherspoons all day
playing fruit machines
seeing who he'd see
all the old drunks and chavs was his mates
he spent half the time rolling up notes
putting all that white powder in his nose
and before he could see he was out of control
he was out in the cold when he ran out of the coke
then one day he woke up bleeding
out his nostrils but he was still fiending, for a next
hit,
so he reached in his bag for his stash he had left from
the last evening
thats when the drugs don't work
all there doing now is just making it work
at 11am he was sniffing up dust
on some hype-hype flex instead of going to work
but thats life in the belly of the beast
where many souls perish in defeat
6 feet deep
go sleep and don't wake up
with shit stained pants and no make up
16 years young her name was josephine
eyes wide shut, skin like aubergine
found by her marge, too late to resuscitate
on christmas eve man she could of chose another day
poor josie
too young to die but old enough to O-D
theres no peace
when theres no G-O-D
die lonely, slowely
now josies gonna get blessed by the priest
when there burying her body underneath
J-O-S-I-E : thats written on the wreath
live from the belly of the beast
