Flashes of brilliance....

Cash in abundance...

Swallowed by these buildings...

Peace of mind, but I don't tell you 'bout the illness...

Swallowed by these buildings, never seen the Sun

A young outlaw, sworn to the almighty gun

Get robbed for your funds, it's jobs to be a thug

Little knucklehead ****, it's trouble ahead, ****

Some say just one dead ****, a waste of skin

Sands of law, took it personal, the hatred of men

Had a nack for escape, show flashes of brilliance

Resilient, to capture a master at disappearing

One day his luck was up, running with the pistol

They never saw him throw it, and bullets was on the menu

His family sued and received an abundance of cash

But you know, black folk, they ran through it fast

Leave you with peace of mind, the streets designed

To make a self destruct button, we must leave the blind

Through the labyrinth, throw 'em to the lion's den

In the end, pride is the ultimate prize to wind

The illness is peace of mind, he ain't slept in years

Rip Van tears, in Glock buildings

Healing held up, a chemist king perfect in threats

The serpent in buildings, he silently calling for help

The cousin of Grim, death, prison walls captured him

An early abundance of greed, of green land

Cash in hand, in houses at seventeen

Like cream wool Jesus, he wore brilliant Muhammad pieces

And leases gooses and clout, rerouted innocent brilliance

I could of filled him with knowledge, from night to dawn

Knowledge to born, now it's federal prison horns

Claps of thunder torn, a Gun Rule b-boy in a song...

Yo, we show flashes of brilliance, with evil in his eyes

Used to carry mom's groceries, when she be in the house

We used to fight over Tiana fat ass, throw my chain in sixth grade

So I took this **** Kool Moe Dee tape

Now I hear he run with nominated soldiers, and my man June

Got beef with anybody, leave that glass off that coster

Meanwhile over turkey sausage, **** is flossin'

In the middle of a weed draught, I'm coughing

So Sixth Month, dialled his man, who he cop from often

Guess who walked in, Tiana with a Grace Jones fade, yo

And her man said, "You that **** that stole my Kool Moe!"

June stood up, my numero uno

Bullets travelled through the heart, now we arrive at the funeral

Swallowed by these buildings, drowning in beers

His grandma said he already been dead for years

All I saw was the face of his moms, was fearce

How after the laughter, then comes the tears

And I don't go to funerals, they keep me away

But in his casket, I left a new Kool Moe Dee

But wait, they threw June cell keys off in the abyss

I tried to give you peace of mind, when I don't tell you about the illness...