GLD FSH

Splash let this drip on that ass

Shake it up

The wrath hath cometh

Popping ether with the cold cuts

Rolled blunts to smoke

Dope eek out

The streets watch

And see what Pope be bout

Leave emcees in deep doubt

Star Trek laser beams leak

Sizzling the meat

Talking all spicy

Now who want beef ?

Smack your lips up

I ain't giving no fucks

Nun of that

Krylon and fat caps

Flame throwing that

lush gusto

Hush don't

speak

Moe must smoke

Float above it all

Way above the stars

This is all for yall

25 to life

I ain't never paused

Moe cut throat

This poked through Blood soaked Gauze

If it aint dope than it ain't ours

Calling out to God

Why I gotta go this hard

For them to get it

This is Alphabet soup splattered all Over your linens

I been sinning and putting my winnings into pretty sentences

My mic's nice

so my price never diminishes

Penmanship

An Active shooter is on the premises

But I'm only gonna shoot bullets of Black excellence

Non-violent elegance

Severing the heads of dead presidents

Intelligence

Ain't measured by the Benjamin's

Terror rip's

through

the brain vein

Of the Derelict

Vaccine dreams and

Tuskegee experiment's

Sick little heretic

I just got the courage recently to seek therapist's

Clarity is Imperative

Lost my mind some time ago now Here it is

Waxing poetic bout the narrative of combat

Left to the wolves

Like where my Dad and Mom at

Teens in the jungle cracking skulls with a long bat

Snorted cocaine to get beyond that

More life

Huffing blunts through out the day to get my soul right

I'm aloof

I be in the booth to explode mic's

Bullet in throat

Using scope just to be precise

Stay flossing

Often

I'm doing awesome

Mama told me

Never show them any emotion

When the going gets tuff

I would sing

Billy Ocean

I was alone cuz my Daddy's nose was frozen

The flow chose him

I just let it be

Paul's dead

They all lied and tried rewriting the Legacy

In the mean time

There's trauma scorching my memories

All I want is Free Dumb from Suicidal Tendencies

Some of my best friends is best friends with my enemies

Trust issues and abuse made it really hard to breath

Politicians invoking visions of human centipedes

I indeed believe people today cannot agree

except that Moses is an Mc's M.C.

I don't Push but got plenty Clipse to empty

In Roxbury going down hill on my ten speed

In the city surveying the white man's greed

And while they watch us bleed

We deceive and hurt each other

Our Pop's left so we disrespected our Mother's

Kill our sisters our brothers

cops are devil's among us

money in pocket but Im living life on a budget

I got problems

And I don't trust nobody who doesn't

Kings and Queens

can't nobody tell me that we wasn't

Mansa Mousa

Machiavelli the Juicer

I'm the past and the future

Rock and Roll's distributor

Like a lady who thicker

And got my head on her Fupa

They think he crazy

my teacher said I was a loser

But cooler than most

He's an achiever who knows

When the wind blows make sure that it smells like roses

I want my flowers now before I decompose and

Wanya with his bros

singing End Of The Road

With my ten toes up

And now my skin corrosive

In a box where the

feeling is too claustrophobic

Heaven or hell

does anybody know where my soul went

My only fear is soon when the coffin closes

I might be

Reincarnated as a GLD FSH