A deep song. Speakin' from the heart. Peep the lyrical content.
Real life shit! Music for the true hip-hop fans!
Watz crackin' hip-hop headz. Itz ya boi JaBz. I am so tired of watz goin' on in music today. I look back at wat hip-hop used to be and I look at it now and it fills me with anger. The pioneers of rap had no idea it was gonna be this way. So I feel it's time for the new generation of music to take it back to it's former glory. I am the voice of the slums. Listen up. ALL TRACKS AND BEATS PRODUCED BY DOCTOR STRANGE!
Lyrics
The drama I seen is uncanny//
The only love I felt from’s the streetz, fuck a family//
But I still got love for my granny//
She can’t hear me, she died before the towers fell//
September the 10th//
I cried hot tears of pain, and simmered in it//
Why the fuck you think I hate//
Cause love never faithful//
It’s shameful, the way endulge in my sin//
But I gotta go to war for my kin//
If I wind up jail, fuck gettin’ the bail//
Just give my rope for my throat, and big ass chair//
Don’t even act like ya bitch ass care//
Da devil talk to me, why don’t god?//
Da devil walk wit me, just watch me fall//
Matter fact he probably trip me//
But I don’t want ya pity//
I’m filled up with rage, that’s enough to level city’s//
And I don’t make music for ya’ll//
I make music for war//
Kick rhymes til I’m bruisin’ the song//
I metamorphed into another guy//
Somethin’ like a butterfly//
Right before my eyes, I watched my own grandmother die//
And Niggaz I grew up wit’, are long dead//
I sit back in my zone, I guess I’m up next//
I presume spit doom in the booth//
My reality is flawed, I’m confused by the truth//
But I still suit up wit’ my troops//
My sister’s on section aid//
My niece is in the second grade//
My nephew goin’ bout school wrong//
Money’s tight, and my sis just had a new-born//
The father’s in and out of jail, what the hell’s goin’ on?//
And about to get evicted, one case got aquitted//
But I still another one pendin’//
I believe in god, but don’t believe that he cares//
Look @ how his people suffer, don’t you see it ain’t fair?//
I been shackled and beatin’, hastled for breathin’//
Cop fucked me up, his partner acted like he ain’t see it//
And the only thing equal, in a world full of people//
Is the hate that we have, it’s goin’ never be peaceful//
