Everybody dies¬—

Tombstone with your name in the cement

Everybody grinds—

Gotta hustle, gotta pay rent

At the end of my time

I hope I’ve loved to the fullest

I know my people cry

I’m scared, I’m scared tell my last breath

Politicians corporate thuggin but you already know though

Bunch a dollars in a bucket

Bunch of laws on the budget

When the stock market plummet

Rich man get richer

While the poor man get mo’ po’. It’s all about control

What’s a cop to a crip

To a Fox with a limp

And a Wolf with a crooked grin

Lookin like a judge with gaval?

What’s a gangsters to a rebel?

9mm and pebble?

Che Guevera to a Cerpico?

Swat Team to a Gustapo?

Batteram to a tank?

Tank to the stash to a bank

To the crank to the cocaine to the crack in the pipe to gas in your tank?

What’s you think-think?

About the blood on your money whoa?

‘Bout the blood in your I phone?

Do you smell something funny?

Something crude?

Cuz oil burn like money do

In your pocket, and your pocket been stitched by a poor kid in grammar school?

Everybody dies¬—

Tombstone with your name in the cement

Everybody grinds—

Gotta hustle, gotta pay rent

At the end of my time

I hope I’ve loved to the fullest

I know my people cry

I’m scared, I’m scared tell my last breath

John Oliver speeks on Civil Forfeiture…speech

Well then it seem to me that the police operate like a gang of police

And gang mentality still be gang mentality on any side of the street

So I see lots of Po Po’s like baby mafiosos

Seizing cash for the gang cuz he say so

Cuz he’s always been down for the gang and the gang

Run the pay roll, or the precinct or euro or the world

And soldiers roll and pledge to bleed for those who pledge to bleed for them

Word to Restrepo

PD like a GD in the Deparment of Disciples

So their OG’s Jump em’ in, Swear em’ in different sides the coin, same shit

When they swear their blood oaths:

Like, “If you ride for me, I’ll ride for you

If you die for me, I’ll die for you.”

Everybody dies¬—

Tombstone with your name in the cement

Everybody grinds—

Gotta hustle, gotta pay rent

At the end of my time

I hope I’ve loved to the fullest

I know my people cry

I’m scared, I’m scared tell my last breath

You can’t imagine the hate mail in the inbox of black feminist website

“I’ll cut you b****, I’ll rape you n***** I’ll take your life”

You can’t imagine cuz you never tried

Main stream America speakin the lie of a post racial society

Acting color blind

This passive ideology helps gunmen load clips and take more life

I’m singing black lives matter while I kiss a good cop

On his forehead and thank his wife

Truth is treason in a regime of lies

I’m a Rebel for the truth don’t call it suicide

Suicides leakin out your tail pipe

Look at the time Polluted oceans and polluted minds

Look at the time Polluted oceans and polluted minds

Everybody dies¬—

Tombstone with your name in the cement

Everybody grinds—

Gotta hustle, gotta pay rent

At the end of my time

I hope I’ve loved to the fullest

I know my people cry

I’m scared, I’m scared tell my last breath

Lookin’ at a hotel room like a purgatory for the lonely hearted

I’ve seen so many of these rooms, ironically I know that I’ve barley started

Used to be a kid watchin’ bumble bee’s land on the cup of a rose

Now they hand me a cup of patron cuz I gotta little buz

And who would of known?

That when this country boy got grown

He’d be run and rippin through cities on microphone’s?

Wordsmith to a T that’s me with my heart on my sleeve

Alchemy of my soul

Speak until the blood leak from my throat

Who the fuck are you really if you’ve never had your heart broke

I don’t know if I die quick or die slow

Knife wound, car crash, heart attack, who knows?

Just a man with the truth in my hand

Aimed like a rock at a tank

Tryin to crack the paint, whoa

Here I am

At the mercy of the world full of dirty tricks

And murderous whoas

In the center screamin let me go

Strip my soul, let me roam through

Through stages and places and head phones—

Just fragments of my soul vibrating endlessly even when my body is no more

I ain’t scared no more. I ain’t scared no more

Let me go. Let me, let me go. I ain’t scared no more

I ain’t scared no more. Let me go