Honor to be proclaimed as God's Children

[mcillestC]

It should be an Honor to be proclaimed as God's Children
But look,listen,and analyze the fucked up world we live in
It's pitiful isn't it? what kinda environment is this for the kids
Who got nothin else to gain from it except lyrical benefit
Because i scribe every line of my rhymes within these tough times
Take in from what i see my brown eyes, and lay it on blue lines
So before i make my exit, sit down and meditate And pray to the most High that the world be in a better state...
Deadly, insane be the people of the present-
Cant even trust the bells in the steeple nor the reverend-
Look through peepholes with a weapon stealin vehicles disrespection-
But youre lucky if youre white cause then its equal to possession-
We the sequel to THE MESSAGE of the prophets revelation-
But ignorant blow it off like stop the speculation-
But if you got the dedication then dont walk with hesitation-
And remind yourself of back in the day when they thought youd never make it
Im the king of the rhyme, its my time
its my prime. Im sublime. See the kids cryin. Cmon.
Tears flowin down their faces no matter what the race is.
Not enough spaces so we stick'em in cages.
There they learn what rage is, not what grace is
Feels like theyve been in there for ages.
Whys this world so corrupt? My head errupt.
Brothers shot up. Now theres no "wassup".
Only heartache and gin in a cup.
I got too fucked up. Ive had enough.
Enough of this bullshit you call "spit"
Your words in a twist
Sling drugs, catch slugs
Seems like the story for us thugs
Live the life in our shoes,
Your best boy on the evening news
We didn't pick or choose
Now we got nothin to lose
I'll change your fuckin destiny
You'll never get the best of me
I don't kno why u testin me
I'm bout to start flexin b
I'll make you history, your death will be a misery
But now I'm in his position
I'm sittin there conscious while the doctor's start stitchin
My life's fallin apart, I shoulda known from the start
Whip the phlegm from my grin, ain't no mistake on what I've done will never see the light when the clouds give a crack. My generation's wack, I never fit in because I just refuse to conform, that'd be a personal sin. What happen to those better days, back when we blasted beats that could crank on for days. Corporate power has the hip hop beast blinded and spayed. Who do we turn for hope, a glance at a reward to those who prayed.

[Quix]

I felt this ... i mean the message. this remind me of some real shit!not the most complex shit i've read but def a good read!!


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[Lawgix]

99.9% of my head tells me that it isn't his... lmao

[Loon E Lou]

heeeeey.......theres still that 0.01% that it IS his

[Lawgix]

nah that 0.01% is no matter what he still gets dealt with haha

[QwarterZ]

he prolly changed 1 word, that'll make it 0.01% his you mean

[Lawgix]

that too...