This rap goes to the beat of Jay-Z's "Moment of Clarity". I had a moment of clarity to where I realized certain things in life and I just wrote this. Let me know what you think. Without further ado:
I felt my Pop died, didn't cry didn't know him that well
between me growin up and him doin time in jail,
fragile like an eggshell, prayin to my maker at the church
pretendin to be hurt wouldn'nt work, "what a jerk" is what came out my face
like "Damn that man's case is such a big disgrace"
So Pops I forgive you for all the shit that i lived through
It wasn't all your fault, I guess it was the courts
and to the same Lord I thought, you said I'd never be lost
married to you forever no thought of divorce
I can't wait to see each other maybe even teach each other
save a place in heaven till the next time we speak forever.
Haters must hate me cuz the streets didn't take me
family be hatin on the decisions I be makin
I'm a born leader was never a follower
wasn't born rich so I know the value of a dollar
If you was cold you'd be bold and just like me
never own a car newer than '93
People say I be rhymin without common sense
well they damn right, i be rhymin for the finer things
and with those final things in place, i take my place
ahead of the world in the paper chase
and those that i've went up against
are no longer here like in the past tense
And it'll be unfortunate if your one of them
cuz my life is precious like a rare gem
So the next time we meet homey and you see me grinin'
just know you about to play the last inning
of your life that is.......
My nigga Stixx was on his way to riches prepared to ball
till a chick came and through my man way off
see in my inner circle we done been through it all
When God made us I think he should have put out a recall
Haters be talkin shit hopin we'd fall but I recall
when we all slept on the floor
fucked whores and had plenty dough check the score
prepared for war, we aint your average men but you don't here me though
If these ill penned words go, in one ear out the other ear, so?????
True love for my nigga's is all I have
and all my past wounds I'm reminded by the scab
bad luck has followed me at every job I've had
but drug charges couldn't touch me thank GOd for that
I'm strong enough to survive the war in Iraq
so the next time we meet nigga holla back