spent a long time craven-paid rent paid dues but no one is raven-
Aboute my debut so WP will release this as an EP produced by WES CRAVEN-
Its been a nightare- “the ladder of success” but how do I climb it from welfare-a one floor apartment we didn’t know there were stairs-
my room was the basement and the attic-the pencil “skillcraft” automatic-the tones from no lights seamed monorochramattic-“ elivation” I graphed it-in blood and tears now black and white- except I type on gigabytes-just to show how my skillz advanced-my raps couldn’t be “broke” I lived that in finance- my thought serperate-like tectonic plates-I errupt with and earthquake-but to get there I had many of fatal head aches-that’s why I don’t write-real life on graphite-I live that-so to state it and not in some way glorify it would be a contradictory fact-so how am I symbolizing hip hop with lyrical-unless I left it’s state like the crime rate in new york state critical-this is how I break free-paint the picture in 3d- but these be my real sililiquies-
wage war on myself and my own beliefs-so its natural I bring cold war to loose leaf’s-
diss cats for being fake-cause onmy block the glock would of sealed they fate-either that or jake-so I pass laws and punishment-like the government-except with penmanship-SIGN careers off like I wrote it in script-on felt tips-Like taking acid this a trip-that as hard as worked to be able to rip-I couldn’t keep myself stable-put food on the table-but no cable-2 brains cells left one is KAIN THE OTHER ABLE-reality bites like the movie but I prefer seeing it in the angle of a fable-Why-would I rely-on tales of how my wife dies and I cried for me to put a song maybe one of you would buy-I wont sell my past out to be that multilatinum guy- that cant leave my mouth-that’s not what im aboute –to sell out just cause I sold out-fuck it even if my flow droubt-swllow it there’s h20-
I feel im the last to keep it real-so I know if im this hungry I’ll probably die before I get a meal-fuck it im not in this for appeal.

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St8 piece..the lines seemed stretched not makin it have your usual flow but it was deep...good voab, blah balh blah...oNe

shit, it's been a while... yo man, I felt the topic, yeah some of those lines were too long... but I could still catch the flow... it was pretty good... pretty serious verse man...

peace