Life is the charactaristic of the movements in this sismic...
Shaking up the linguistics without using physics..
I am adapted to the habitat that is around my sphere..
Coming straight out my house hold wit no fear..
Catch me smokin a swisher as i disappear..
Into da darkness as it nears in the hemisphere ..
Cold and sold to the law of a sector with mad violators..
Cant turn away since it could bite my ass later..
Raised by my sole creator, da streets and its maker..
Slums with no rum shaker, just a fan of the lakers..
Role three time in row like this fu's in purple and gold..
Slave got sold, no matter what they cant forget tha toll..
It took a million lives to understand the control..
Tha white man had on all the races when it came to mold..
Yall aint the only ones, but some of the cause of the lost..
Just like green moss, it spreads like bullets in yo body with led.,
Infected as you drop dead on the cement..
I cant go further cause i am hell bent on destruction..
Exploding all over yo sorrounding in a mass deduction..
Take time to realize your production..
We came from the same blood but different color of adapting..
I'm out like bodies riddle wit bullets dropping..