Message In The Song

Yall know what my purpose is

I spit verses that lift curses off my dead president worshipers

Back where the surface is gangsters and murderers

Making money made us merciless

It’s the birth of the streets its over they said

Rappers crossed over they dead

I spit my verse with technique till they know when they ledge

First to compete then

I’m over their heads

He too lyrical and too subliminalevery day from spiritual too criminal

It’s a message in the bottle open itit’s a lesson in survival cope with it

It don’t make sense to die for the root of evil

It get too cerebral when that don’t seem lethal

Either way is hell

I cant save the world

But I can show them how to save themselves

From the…Evil things that people do, sometimes, legal dreams that we pursue, sometime we don’t think that we can lose, sometimes

Call it >>>>, it’s the root of evil we the proof, some times it’s a plea from me to u

I seen through the eyes of the prophets

King tutankhamun

And Martins and

MalcolmsAnd

Elijah Mohameds

Wise with knowledge

Paid in full interest aside in the pockets

Just rise with the topics

Rise economics

I show you that time is more valuable than them diamonds in your watches

U grind where the block is you die for those dollars

Plus work for them too u know right where wallet is

Thugs is pitchin chicks is in the club strippingflippin drugs and pimpin hood is flood of grippinlatin kings and black guerillas governments

In fact hopng we don’t go at these go at these cracker killers

It sound like a set up and we the victims

One out of a million will beat the system

Here and wish for flippin brinks is over with

Take your chips and go legit

From the…Evil things that people do, sometimes, illegal dreams that we pursue, sometime we don’t think that we can lose, sometimes

Call it >>>>>>>>>>>, it’s the root of evil we the proof, some times it’s a plea from me to u

To my g’s on the block that do what they gotta dodon’t get me wrong

I don’t judge

I’m not knockin youguess that’s what not having a job will dopeople starving gotta get their dollars tooget that prop at night it’s a lot of strifemy advice is don’t get blinded by the lightsdrug money and blood money got a price6 feet under or 25 to lifedo the crime and u might do the time you served itwhat it’s worth when you do a crime and get murderedtime is precious it’s time we earnedits time to questioned your grind isn’t workingit’s time that we changed the gamewe been waitin for change and exchangewhy play with death play it safe mommaand do your best to stay away

From the…