Death is Never Late
I’m Gon Have ta slam it like it is
Not ‘’Dumb Down’’
Like when you kick it
with ya Peers.
So If ya got fears…
Cover Ya kids ears
Cause I’m gon have at go back with no Tears.
Not meant to offend this is how it began
From Shackles an Slave Ships
To semi auto with Clips
Aimed random acts at Welfare mothers
an Foster kids
Sayin Its Your ‘’Hood ‘’ You Rep
But the Landlord the One Collecting that Check!
Think he care who’s Blood on his Steps?
Bullet in the Head laying on the Curb
Not a Dream Deferred Ya Heard?
Or get on ya ‘’swerve’’.
Nightmare of Retaliation
aint no way to Build a Nation.
Grindin On The Corner timin the Coroner
Concrete a Satirical Mourner
on a Sunless Fate.
Death aint Never Late
He may miss you once or Twice
Let you Slide from a Drive By
But Death aint Never Late
He’ll Be Back
Cause Death Don’t Roll No Blunts
Or Smoke no Crack
He Jus Carry Shredded Body’s On His Back.
Thursday, May 17, 2007
Death is Never Late
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