Here you go. . .


Me:

Draw legends within their imagery out to depths of water
Missions a drift like the statues crumbled by eyes of their daughter.
Pulse stopped beyond the lungs since im already dead;
Only reason im talking to you, is cause god invented this thread.
Tempted to flee from the scene in my mind, “its all in my head”
Lose friends within granites of time, washed up like salt on a riverbed.
Soldiers spew out foam while they have seizures from nerves;
Maybe its cause they realize Saddam’s hitting us with more than words.
A field full of the smell of death amongst the sheets of skin;
Pounding harder while I hold on to my clothes pin.
I cant see it now, not ever, im blind! I tell you. . (gasps)
Just swallowed the mere myth reality of my crew.
Let the saints of their spirits go on in the heavens to live a wonderful life.
Than realize how many of us see ya families faces before the end of a knife.
Tragic stories for stupid people, lonely yards for stubborn folk;
Kids without fathers, women without men, lifes starting to choke. . .
I guess this is what Jesus meant when he said “Society Broke”


Ra Ill:

Im sent on a mission to kill and destroy, Im
not a pawn but im a Toy, Ready to bust caps
Steady shooting my gun ready to deploy..
Killin every villin that’s running my way,
Throwing grenades and sonning the slayed..
Got a knife that has killed hundreds of soldiers,
Im quick to draw what’s under my holster..
You can catch me in the bedroom on little
Tommy’s wall, I’ve been trained to assinate,
And shoot to kill others that went a wall..
Im having a ball, each kill is like a point and
Im the MVP with my gat in my hand, ready
To shred the next man.. My mind is sharp
The adrenaline is pumping my feet are all over
The enemy when I get to stomping, so skilled
I could shoot the shit out of bird droppings..
Its shocking, I can blend in with my
Surroundings, I get the medals of honors,
It’s easy when it comes to death I slowly kill
The enemy by slaughter.. I risk my life for
My country, and when im out on the field
Its like I got a bounty on my head, the
Enemy calls it 50 bucks to pop me.. I don’t
Die easily, Im protected by a vest to cover
My chest, its like a old saying cuz when I
Come through the enemies territory I get
them like none to less..

Uppin`