risen up

You on the stage, bright lights in your eyes,

14 years of age, grip mic tight, sights on the horiz-

on, not dreaming in past blight, we on the rise,

we see the light, in the night, and live on for whoever dies,

and never shall remind, when it's time to fuck the signs,

and read between the lines, sign my soul to another kind,

remember times, you used to be a friend of mine,

 

 

 

Brush the tobacco and ganja off the table,

Saying I'm a wacko, remind ya that's a fable,

Fill up my cup as I top off the bowl,

Straight diesel every month at gas stations sold,

 

Crumble up the herb, smell the stanky spice,

Some shit ya never heard, different levels and heights,

And scrapers, touching and feeling up the sky,

Cut the clouds of vapor, only leaves reeling the high,

 

 

In the Fall that's when the buds are bright,

After all, your love make me wanna hold you tight,

Withdrawal from you, I know I could do it right,

But that time passed me by, wish I had 20 20 sight,

 

The creeping snare, drummer coming up for air,

Beware the band don't care, just want hits, is it dares,

or truths the rat sold out? Shot faster than the hare,

Don't matter if it's fair, gotta pay ya fare,

 

 

 

Pay your dues and respects but never expect,

something to fall in your lap, like "okay what's next?",

Nothing is given soon, all earned, plus the checks,

 

 

Why talk silver spoon when it's a chain round my neck?

 

She keep on trying to text, but I just wanna you

Saying "miss you baby", goddamn this girl is crazy,

She wanna walk in the park and cuddle in the shack,

but only hit her up after dark for that midnight snack,

 

 

 

I guess I got bad feels from past times,

Don't wanna think it's real, not my last rhyme,

Plenty room on the page, ink to fill the lines,

I got plenty of change, not my last dime,

 

 

 

Them pools and hot tubs on the rooftop,

Them dual cups, cola with a triple shot,

Bikinis wrapped to thin waists and thick thighs,

See me strapped, laced my own drink to get me high,

 

 

Pull out the coke for show, stronger than any kind,

Row of blow, longer than unemployment line,

Me and them bitches, dripping for a reason,

Scratching nose and sniffing, it's allergy season,

 

 

 

Then take a dip in the swimming pool,

Body of liquid liquor, Kendrick said it's cool,

Bitch I'm wit it, man never been a sicker fool,

Only shoot if you land, the only trigger rule,

 

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Blow your head off and open up your mind,

Shoot the lead off without a hope you survive,

Pop the bottles, pour em out for all of the lives,

Furthermore, some widows no longer be wives,

 

 

 

Understand the life you got only temporary,

Sometimes be scary, but don't act so weary,

Straighten up, even though results may vary,

Learn to live with it all, and strive on and carry.