The eternal struggle, between good and evil, is nothing new… Every mans conscience, reminds him of the difference, between right and wrong The decision of life, or death, is an easy one… but not everything, is black, and white… And to the brown man, who wears a blindfold, what is day or night, dark, or light… Like every Libra before him, he relies on his scales for balance… For he knows, that one can not exist without the other… there is no sweet, without the bitter.. or joy without the pain.. But what happens when that man tires from having the weight of the world on his shoulders… When he loses all faith, and his moral compass becomes askew, to the point he doesn’t know what’s a lie, and what is true… When his wounds leave him open… and his conscience becomes broken…. These, are the scales, of a broken Libra…. Can’t, blame it on my scales I know it’s me that’s broke But still I’m plotting on the daily to achieve my goals Tell me what’s it really means if I can feed my folks But I can’t be there, for those, that mean the most In my thirst for knowledge, I been keeping notes And I’ve found this industry is fulla thieves and clones 2012, shit’s real, time to cease the jokes Is my soul really sold, like a demon hoax 5 years off the pipe, no more weed to smoke When amongst warlords inner peace provokes Never worried bout the cost, all they see is gross More than meat and bones, I’ma beast with clothes Making magic out of tragedy with beats and flows Most teach they peeps, but me I seek the globe Too many to count competitors all fall like leaves in groves Chicks come begging to make cum skeet and moan Tryna see me on my back, knee deep in hoes But I know better, than to let em, beneath my robe So I chose, to be alone, free from foes Now I’m cold, can’t even, find a decent coat And I’m falling so quick, I need a rope Praying to keep my family alive and release my locs And for the families of their victims increase their hopes So that’s the message I’ma preach, til I reach the pope 2 scales, balanced perfectly I’m in between One, is the underground, the other, is the industry Evaluating numbers studying statistically But deep inside my hearts saying, think realistically Money, fame, drugs and hoes no this isn’t me All I need is trust and respect to live simply My evil side is saying fuck it, you’re a living king All while the better half of me, humbly disagrees Painting mental pictures with metaphorical similes Knowing if I lay with dogs, I’ll wake up with some fleas And there’s no way to shake the rats when it comes to getting cheese Temptation in its finest form, still is a tease My flesh is weak, so weak like I got syphilis So every night I pray, right after I hit my knees If I die tonight, at least, let me rest in peace As I pick up my pistol and let the trigger squeeze

Shhh… While they sleep I’m creeping While they sleep I creep While they sleep I’m creeping While they sleeping I creep in Peep it… I’m... Doing things and moving improving my dreams all while ya snoozing Slipping into a slumber, neva ta make up, wake up wonder why ya losing Choosing, to refuse the illusion, and follow my own conclusion Keepin the game on lock like an institution, that’s there’s my solution No substitution, my competition a sad delusion This rap pollution, got me sicker, than a bad contusion Beat beat beat it up, I’m bruising, eardrums bump bddd ump while cruising Neva ta loosen up my laces, game tight… who’s in? Niggaz sleeping on me like Chamomile tea Tryna front like I won’t make it, but, damn it, we’ll see Police chasing after me and I’m and I’m guilty Cuz I been killing beats, since the 19-90’s Niggaz sleeping on me like Chamomile tea Tryna front like I won’t make it, but, damn it, we’ll see Steadily headed for the top like I got a magical bean With my team, doing the same thing, they right behind me The industry be sleeping on me, posturpedic But every level in this game, I done got completed My lyrics always posted, but did they stop and read it Got her heated, déjà vu my nina thinking bout shots repeated My flow be phat, fatter than most, ya’ll close but ya’ll bulimic More than weak, your defeat, would be cheap like a cheat, cuz I bleed and ya’ll anemic Scheming like a demon I’m creeping on da come up while ya’ll sleeping You don’t want beef, betta stick to chamomile tea and dreaming Niggaz sleeping on me like Chamomile tea Tryna front like I won’t make it, but, damn it, we’ll see Police chasing after me and I’m and I’m guilty Cuz I been killing beats, since the 19-90’s Niggaz sleeping on me like Chamomile tea Tryna front like I won’t make it, but, damn it, we’ll see Steadily headed for the top like I got a magical bean With my team, doing the same thing, they right behind me DEF davyne Stayin hot, like a fever Always on the grind Worth more than ya Visa Listen to the rhyme Shaking haters like a seizure Look at how I shine With more stripes than a zebra Kill em with every line Smoking foes like they reefer You don’t wanna feel the nine Betta watch how you treat us All up in my prime Turning critics to believers These are the, broken, Scales of a, Libra Niggaz sleeping on me like Chamomile tea Tryna front like I won’t make it, but, damn it, we’ll see Police chasing after me and I’m and I’m guilty Cuz I been killing beats, since the 19-90’s Niggaz sleeping on me like Chamomile tea Tryna front like I won’t make it, but, damn it, we’ll see Steadily headed for the top like I got a magical bean With my team, doing the same thing, they right behind me While they sleep I’m creeping While they sleep I creep While they sleep I’m creeping While they sleeping I creep in Peep it… DEF davyne Stayin hot, like a fever Always on the grind Worth more than ya Visa Listen to the rhyme Shaking haters like a seizure Look at how I shine With more stripes than a zebra Kill em with every line Smoking foes like they reefer You don’t wanna feel the nine Betta watch how you treat us All up in my prime Turning critics to believers These are the, broken, Scales of a, Libra

Trying hard to make it, trying even harder, not to cry Still they have the nerve to wonder why I gotta lie Stupid questions getting answered with an odd reply If I told ‘em how I really felt they’d wanna die They call em white lies, I call it I’m nice Sumthin like a pussy, in a room fulla blind mice I got ya’ll scratching ya head, like when you find lice Wondering what’s behind my eyes, the prize of living with shining lights Call me a liar and I’ll tell you that you speak the truth Giving myself away on a daily basis how I feed the youth The hungriest rapper alive, if you need the proof Invite me, up in ya studio, watch me, eat ya booth Welcome to His kingdom, this is the game of thrones Where fans coach, coaches play, and playaz own If you wanna stay on top, you gotta stay alone No matter how far you make it though… make sure you, make it home Beautiful, but in the mirror, you feel like a monsta Cuz Karma’s deep inside ya conscience and she haunts ya Gotsta, let go of the feelings that you foster Cast them demons out ya body like imposters Lose it in the music you can use it as ya mantra Before you end up in a Band, called Contra Before your neighbors, hear a noise and call the cops up And find you hanging, like the dreads on a rasta The cost of, taking shots of, pure adrenaline Fucking up ya children like the waste, out in Kettleman Home it isn’t always the place, that you have settled in The Devil grins every time that the rebels win You cannot let em in, armor up like metal skin Don’t let em fade you, like hair, when it’s getting trimmed From Desitin, till they sing your final destined hymn Just remember DEF davyne is Des, and Desmond’s him Trying hard to make it, trying even harder, not to cry Still they have the nerve to wonder why I gotta lie Stupid questions getting answered with an odd reply If I told ‘em how I really felt they’d wanna die If I really spoke my mind I’d leave they feelings hurt So I just smile and nod, and reveal a smirk Throwing up in my mouth, when I hear their work Call me fake, I’m simply trying to conceal a jerk Strong minded, wishing my soul, it wasn’t weak The pinnacle of pain, everyday I touch the peak Tryna be like Jesus Christ, just as meek But they disrespecting both my ears and my other cheek Welcome to His kingdom, this is the game of thrones Where fans coach, coaches play, and playaz own If you wanna stay on top, you gotta stay alone No matter how far you make it though… make sure you, make it home They say the only thing to fear, is fear itself So I stay in motion, grinding, geared for wealth Happiness it can’t be bought, it’s nowhere near a shelf But ask Magic, no magic, money cured his health Money Talks, don’t you know, Chris Tucker, Charlie Sheen What’s the point of working though without a little partying I swear my mind is dirty, but at least my heart is clean Sleeping with 1 eye open, makes it hard to dream Only worried cuz of my consequences, not your harmless team I roll with renegades, who’ve all mastered the art of mean I’m an Emerald City Solider, part regime We ain’t just from this city nigga, we are Eugene Coming for ya place, like when housing lenders stop ya loan Put it on the auction block, then I got ya home Here to remind you industry cats, that you are not alone I’m the reason ‘Ye and Jay, gotta watch the throne My music motivates, those who already have ambition The rest be sitting on they ass cuz they can’t stand to pitch in Even when I’m dreaming, I still be having visions Cataclysmic systems, arisen for those who practice bitching Walking what I talk, getto pastor, I’ma rapper Christian Praying to my maker, Lord, send me someone to match my rhythm Blessed with these words, I been following the path I’m given Welcome to my class, I’m doing the work, your only task is listen Still they try, and act like DEF davyne, don’t rap tight I got no shine, dead flashlight I ain’t killing these rhymes, is that right They’d rather I go back to banging, rappin bout trap life I’m gaining from the rain and coming up like stalagmites Still they’d rather see me hangin like stalactites Pain held in vain… every time I act nice

Don’t know where I’ll be landing If I can even fly But I have too much passion To try to keep inside I know that I’m not perfect But everyday I try Bet you gon’ see me working Till the day that I die DEF davyne did my time why I claim boss I keep my mind refined, full of great thoughts Searching for Christ, in denial like I ain’t lost Down to die for my cause on the same cross Knowing that a couple friends, it may cost Haters still in my grill like face wash They don’t want beef, like teeth when ya can't floss Rolling stone, only way known, to shake moss Dreams so deep, when I sleep, I get brain loss Still I shine though, similar to paint gloss Or a whip, with a lil bit of faint frost Full speed ahead, like when ya breaks stop No bench, I’ma ball, and make shots My time is overdue, like a late watch Feeling like a slave enraged about to break locks Sitting on the runway, about ta take off Don’t know where I’ll be landing If I can even fly But I have too much passion To try to keep inside I know that I’m not perfect But everyday I try Bet you gon’ see me working Till the day that I die {I} Been around the block, like a bike lane Fuck a G6, been fly like a biplane Behind the mask of my {w}raps, I’m plain I stay hungry, like the diet of a rice grain Independent rapper, like Tech N9ne, quite Strange Knowing that I’m Abel but I’m not willing to fight Kane Same old dude, with a whole new mindframe DEF davyne, tryna live up to Christ’s name I don’t wanna Die, but life, is like a Dice game Looking at what’s Left, wondering if I’m doing the Right thang Knowing this way of thinking’s not tite like a tight chain But I’m busy making Dollars, so why Change Nice gain, battling my conscious, migraine Morals staying in my line of sight like a bright stain Scope of my vision you couldn’t see it with a wide frame See, my pain, go blind, from the eyestrain Just a man, regardless of what I might claim Under, the weather, standing in the ice rain Feeling played out, kinda like a trite saying Rappin with a passion, I don’t even like fame No satisfaction, I’m crashing mind drained Feet dragging, the action, of my brain Falling off the wagon, hoppin on the Night train Still I got the soul of an angel with fly aim Don’t know where I’ll be landing If I can even fly But I have too much passion To try to keep inside I know that I’m not perfect But everyday I try Bet you gon’ see me working Till the day that I die x2

Neva been a slave, my mind, and body, clear and free Still I grab a mic, and go to work, wheneva I hear a beat Knowing information’s not always what it appears to be And neither am I….. but still they try to mirror me They say it’s hearsay, I say it’s heresy In the name of Jah, I continue on fearlessly But fear is deep, cuz Satan knows his posse’s near defeat Proly why I share the truth, and they call it conspiracy Drones, flying over, clones, coming in our homes Thinking kill or be killed, cuz it’s in our chromosomes On a quest to be defiant, they’re all giants, we’re just gnomes Leading us in, to nuclear battle, and supplying us all with stones It’s the game of thrones, on ya TV, in ya headphones 1% blowup, 99% get blown All up in ya grill when you wanna get left ‘lone And, when you actually need ‘em, they ghost, they get gone Ain’t no TANIF, ain’t no WIC, ain’t no SNAP, ain’t no FEMA Just a club fulla tricks, and trap fulla dealers Materialism’s, been around since “My ADIDAS” And we act, like slaves, so slaves, is how they treat us Most don’t wanna hear the truth, cuz it’s too hard to handle They were happy in the dark, barely lit like a candle Rather hear ‘bout celebrities, than ‘bout government scandals In the Garden of Eden, teeth in the forbidden apple Neva been a slave, my mind, and body, clear and free Still I grab a mic, and go to work, wheneva I hear a beat Knowing information’s not always what it appears to be And neither am I….. but still they try to mirror me They say it’s hearsay, I say it’s heresy In the name of Jah, I continue on fearlessly But fear is deep, cuz Satan knows his posse’s near defeat Proly why I share the truth, and they call it conspiracy Beefing with eachother, we just cattle in the slaughterhouse They using drugs, to suppress, all the thoughts aroused They pound our will away, till all we got’s an ounce Blood sweat and tears for years, no wonder these authors drown Tryna feed my family, not in it, for ooohs ahhs and wows Made a little green, I once was yellow, now I’m stopping doubts Expect the heartless to gather, whenever a profit counts Big Brother’s been watching us, ever since the Holy Father bounced Ya they’re mighty, but our record’s Epic like we Modest mouse They keep us high, thinking we fly, cuz we lost in clouds They give us sexy vixens, when all we want’s a spouse Carrying round a guilty conscience, like we forgot our vows They should carry round a mirror, so they can watch their mouths Babies talking, children walking, concert full of jocking crowds Pop music, killing the industry literal popping sounds Something like a pharaoh, slaves’ll never reach a common ground Neva been a slave, my mind, and body, clear and free Still I grab a mic, and go to work, wheneva I hear a beat Knowing information’s not always what it appears to be And neither am I….. but still they try to mirror me They say it’s hearsay, I say it’s heresy In the name of Jah, I continue on fearlessly But fear is deep, cuz Satan knows his posse’s near defeat Proly why I share the truth, and they call it conspiracy The thirst for power leaves the masses as dry as the desert The average citizen is no match to the minds of the clever With the might of a scepter, sitting higher than ever On a pyramid looking down like the flight of the zephyr Those who fight back, get out casted like the plight of a leper Going blind from the effort, now that’s a sight to remember Hard to swallow the price, like the insides of a pepper But one that’s based on reality, that’s the life I endeavor Neva been a slave, my mind, and body, clear and free Still I grab a mic, and go to work, wheneva I hear a beat Knowing information’s not always what it appears to be And neither am I….. but still they try to mirror me They say it’s hearsay, I say it’s heresy In the name of Jah, I continue on fearlessly But fear is deep, cuz Satan knows his posse’s near defeat Proly why I share the truth, and they call it conspiracy

So many questions, number 1 Who’s Desmond, just a son Wisdom of a father, part brother Good friend, with the heart of a lover Who, will I be, when it’s all, said and done Is it, all work and, no fun So few like me, none other DEF davyne, all alone I suffer What’s my purpose, why am I here Tryna succeed, but what do I fear Do I have what it takes to evade the snakes And if I end up on the wrong path, pump my brakes Look at my age, did I wait too long Can I still save face, when my grace is gone When they hear my rap, will it make em strong Do they even understand what I’m saying in my songs When its time to go, what will I leave behind Will it help them see, will it make them blind Will it keep em down, or elevate their mind Will it grind em up, or will it help em grind When they listen to my music will it leave em crying Give em faith and, keep em from a life of crime Will I die a martyr, will they build a shrine Answers, what I’m on a search to find Between lines, I look for answers In class I shine, with my hand up So ready, to run it, like a panther But guilt, is deadly, like cancer Duck tape on my mouth, no ransom What I wanna say is ugly, not handsome Who I really am, go ahead and ask em Everybody tryna give me tips, like a dancer Tryna elevate, so many fellows hate Drama escalates, and accelerates The more real you are, the more they hella fake Gone when you working, but they there when you celebrate Good God ya’ll got my headfull Looking for wings, I’m bout settle for a RedBull Heart beat, like the rhythm of techno Tryna flow, bout to lose my tempo Searching for peace, like a monk in a temple Low like bass, tryna reach that treble Feeling like I gotta get high, to get level Heck no, that ain’t my m.o. Modus operandi, nope no plan B Only Grammy I know is my family My kids, they both be half me Only goal, is to see them happy I’ma follow every feeling dat be breaking out my body When I wake up from this slumber I’ma shake Illuminati All eyes on me like I’m naked at a party Almost 30 now, tell me will I make it till I’m 40 Can I live with the rain when my days ain’t sunny Will I give in to the pain, stand still let it run me Can I make a big change, and a lil bitta money Cuz I’m in it for the gain, but the game ain’t funny SMH, no LOL Tales of a Libra, scales so frail Looking for heaven, but know hell so well Record deal can’t help or heal my ail Or hide what I hold inside beneath Time to release these tears and grief Looking for relief underneath when I leave Knowing in the end I’ma still believe

Mind molded, attracting track synergy Rhymes loaded with rap passionate energy Lines quoted with fact-enhanced imagery Blindfolded, the black statue of liberty Waka walk in my shoes, lil homey from the Poc I was Section 8 raised, how you know we been broke Just a nerd with my words, tryna grow up with the locs Tryna pull the gangsta out me, had to hold it like a rope Moving every 9 months, like a baby out the womb Tryna sweep me under the rug, but couldn’t shake me out the broom With my headphones on, tryna take me out me my room I’ll be married to my music, till the day that I’ma groom When my daddy left home, momma moved us from the hood And I couldn’t hate her for it, she was doing it for good But Cali was still inside me, like a moose up in the woods And it’s hard to have a happy home when you misunderstood Still I did what I gotta, moved out, 16 20 dollars to my name, but I had big dreams Captain of my own ship, even if my ship sinks I’ll be in it, till I’m finished, and that fat, bitch sings {Bitch sing…} “These are the scales of… A broken Libra” Nearly 30 years old, ain’t a damn thang changed Tryna run from my problems like a track meet game But my knees hurt from praying, and my ham string’s strained Probably why I gave my baby boy an athlete’s name Old skool, game genie, but I can’t cheat pain Feeling Backstreet lame, with Blackstreet fame Claustrophobic yet euphoric like a back seat bang Still I do what I do, cuz my fans need, flamez So I spit it like a dragon, while my chest steady burns Got a smile on my face, but the rest of me squirms Bout ta give up, Des is done, now it’s Destiny’s turn I can hear my teachers talking bout me: “Desmond, he learns!” But a day, in the Bible’s, the lifetime of a man "And he’s close so close, to rising like we planned" "No light, without dark, the price, he understands" Scales heavy, with the devil and Christ in one hand “These are the scales of… A broken Libra” Mind molded, attracting track synergy Rhymes loaded with rap passionate energy Lines quoted with fact-enhanced imagery Blindfolded, the black statue of liberty x2

What up girl, can we talk about last week Can’t breathe since ya left, can’t speak You been running thru my mind like a track meet You give me drive, like I’ve never seen a back seat Ya I been around the block, like a side walk But still you make me choke, everytime I try’n talk You so, …fine… ...hot Fire, everything I desire, I’m a liar, not I know you cry a lot, from what you been thru Cuz it’s a cold game, shame, what some men do But my lyrics are honest and my pen’s true Still I apologize, If I offend you But I can’t hide, feelings dat I keep inside When I go to sleep, you’re the one I see at night I just think of ur smile, when I need some light And if you give me the chance, I would beat it right ----- All I need is one chance Ima show you x3 I’m the one to go to Come on baby roll thru -------- Everytime you come around, I git a grin I’ma kid again, young and innocent Other niggaz tryna get between us, they just middle men Other chicks, all up on my tip, I’m dissing them Everytime you come around, I git a grin I’ma kid again, young and innocent You make me wanna act bad no discipline So tell me what we are, is it more, or is it friends ------------- I wanna climb a mountain top, just ta yell it loud “I found what I been looking for, and I’m hella proud!” You make my heart skip a beat, gotta mellow out Ex just sent me a text, she said she jealous now Cuz she a dime, but ur a 12 like a timepiece The only girl, dat belong, between my sheets Wanna be committed to you, like a signed lease Cuz I’m feeling you, like how the blind see A rhyme beast, and you’re the beauty ta tame me I should call you Belle, now sing like Do-Rae-Mi Crazy to move this fast… maybe But look in the mirror, tell me baby can you blame me Way deep, I’m falling, like we just tripped Stomach in a knot, got me feeling like I was sick Got a brotha with game, thinking bout one chick And if you give me the chance, I’ll make you come quick ---------- All I need is one chance Ima show you x3 I’m the one to go to Come on baby roll thru ---------- Everytime you come around, I git a grin I’ma kid again, young and innocent Other niggaz tryna get between us, they just middle men Other chicks, all up on my tip, I’m dissing them Everytime you come around, I git a grin I’ma kid again, young and innocent You make me wanna act bad no discipline So tell me what we are, is it more, or is it friends ------- Tell me why, I feel high, when you text me Sexy, but it’s more than that, let’s see I think I need a therapist, or an MD Tryna get you off of mind, but I’m empty You fill my thoughts up, staying in my head Day dreaming of your naked body, laying in my bed Turn you over, hair hanging off the edge You got me falling, girl I’m way up off the ledge No comparison, them other women don’t exist Hard to hold in bliss, gotta let you know I miss The feeling that u give me got me giddy bet they notice this They way I stare at ya lips, that I hope to kiss The way I hold ya hips, and pull you close ta me You feel the same way, hopefully Thinking of the beautiful us, that we can grow to be Who’s the man of ya dreams, you know it’s me

Lets take it easy, smooth like an interlude Wanna enter you, but first, let you know I’m into you Romeo and Juliet style, familes in a feud Tryna see inside you, before I see you in the nude Friends till the very end, huh? Baby git a clue Wanna see you happy, even if its with a different dude I see you smiling when you with him, but is it true Look a little deeper, in the mirror, let me switch ya view I love you for the way you act, not the way you look If I could tell you all the ways dat you got me hooked Not just a single rap, I’d have ta make a book I just wanna steal his place, I am not a crook If I was ya man, I be damned, if he came along So I can’t hate him, if he hate me for making us strong Tell the truth though, if what I’m sayings wrong Then why you listening to this… change the song First I get inside your head Then we slide right in to bed Let a love story be read From what our body language said Hello baby, yup, I’m still here Waiting patiently knowing my times real near I wanna be the one to wipe away ya spilled tears Let me give birth to trust, and kill fear I ain’t asking you to cheat, I respect that You gotta man, but damn I can’t accept that You really happy, I could make you happy bet that And if you gave me your heart, I would protect that Let you do ya thang, love you, for who you are On another level, together we move the bar You’re a shooting star, keep me bright thru the dark Cupid shot an arrow with ya name right thru my heart Call me over zealous, and maybe just a lil jealous Talk shit, get hit, how I deal with fellows But this a love story, something like Cinderella's And we gon have a happy ending, fuck what they tell us First I get inside your head Then we slide right in to bed Let a love story be read From what our body language said

Baby you’s a queen I’m just being honest ait Call em how I see em, per diem, you the Goddess type You gotta man, but realistically, he not as tight So cold, no emotion, like a Troglodyte Used ta make love to ya, now he just wanna fight Tryna tell ya how to live, but not Father like Used ta be cute, now he vicious, Koala bite I know this song, ain’t wrong, cuz my thoughts are right You fell for him like the sun on an autumn night Then the bright, got dark, and ya lost ya sight I ain’t tryna gas you up, no need to follow hype But fuck, dat, nigga, no sodomite He got you down, let me help you reach a taller height You wanna getaway, no need to hop a flight So fly, the moon, it couldn’t block ya light I’d give it all up for you, baby I’d drop da mic ---------------------------------- What up lil homey, I can tell you’ve had enough You ain’t even gotta say it, damn its rough Got ya pulling out ya hair, like a damaged brush Bout ta jump off a bridge, just ta catch a rush All in, odds are against ya, tryna match a flush Feeling like a volcano bout ta blow, and erupt You don’t wanna run, tryna knock it out, batter up Hard to pick yourself up though when ya hands are cuffed Judge asks you how you feel, and you can not bluff You just wanna relax and maybe crack a Duff Invite a female over, and share a glass of blush But life is killing ya slowly like a can of snuff Tryna keep a smile low profile man its tough Everybody hatin, you just wanna show the planet love Just like the fountain of life, when you don’t have a cup Play this song, when you feeling like ya plans are crushed

You fucked me over, on more occasion than one But you were my brother, so I ain’t hating ya none And now you’re all grown up, you even got your own son I pray you heard what I told ya, when its all over and done… Momma always working, daddy gone, went away I still remember like it all happened yesterday Just kids, no concept of getting paid But still we went to sleep, dreaming of a better day I was 10, guess that would of made you 5 My baby brother, for you I woulda gave my life Momma taking us to church, in the name of Christ But I was the only one, there for you day and night How’s a child supposed to raise a baby Still I tried everyday thinking maybe We could drown out, everything they say But I had my own problems, goin crazy All I knew, together we had a better chance Looking back, I laugh, at my pathetic plans Tryna pick you up and carry you in little Desmond’s hands But just look at us now… I don’t regret it man You fucked me over, on more occasion than one But you were my brother, so I ain’t hating ya none And now you’re all grown up, you even got your own son I pray you heard what I told ya, when its all over and done… How many times the cops they came knocking Thieves, and fiends, in my house, you let em walk in You never changed, no amount of talking Still I prayed, Lord, keep him out a coffin When you went away, I thought about you often Sometimes I felt we were cursed like we could not win Then you came back, still, going all in Pullin licks, coming home with an odd grin I still remember that day, you said “I shot him” Pale face, eyes white like Hopsin The look of desperation, no option You couldn’t hide ya pain, like raw skin So many times, when you couldn’t, I cried for ya And when the police came around I lied for ya You the only, one I believe that say I’d ride for ya That’s why I love ya, baby brother, I would die for ya You fucked me over, on more occasion than one But you were my brother, so I ain’t hating ya none And now you’re all grown up, you even got your own son I pray you heard what I told ya, when its all over and done… The other night I fell asleep, in deep thought Thinking about our blessings, and everything we got The type of game you can’t buy, gotta be taught Cradles on the bough, now we sitting on the tree top Look how far we’ve come, look look how much we grown up We both fathers, with kids, that we can show love Most of, the people in our life all know what We be killing this game, about to blow up They don’t know our past though, who we are The pain inflicted by you that left me scarred The strength you give me, when this life of mine seems hard Keeping each other focused on our vision we can see far Family is forever, like the ink on ya arm Gotta go thru me if they bringing you harm Tell em ring the alarm, cuz the Ford’s are back Put my soul on the track, this is more than rap You fucked me over, on more occasion than one But you were my brother, so I ain’t hating ya none And now you’re all grown up, you even got your own son I pray you heard what I told ya, when its all over and done… x2

Dear momma, I love you so I wrote this song, just so you would know How much I miss you, every time you go Thank you from the bottom of my heart, for helping me grow Now I ain’t gon lie bout our family portrait and claim it’s perfect But you were the one to wipe away my tears and make it worth it You taught me bout respect, and all the ways to earn it And how to stay away from haters cuz anger’s allergic You told me only God can judge and say if they deserve it Cuz they can trick a man, but in the end, can’t change the verdict I know this life’s been a test, ever since the ancient serpent So when I say I’m hurting, I mean the pain is working I know you pray I follow you, and all of my brothers bring ‘em Cuz we so lost without our faith amidst a world of demons Sex, drugs and gangsta rap, temptation so deceiving Dreaming up on stage I’m singing, signing a record agreement But if I sell my soul will I gain achievement or bereavement All I know I’m so tired from working barley breaking even Even when I saw my faith in Jesus, getting up and leaving You always stayed and gave me something to believe in Dear momma, I love you so I wrote this song, just so you would know How much I miss you, every time you go Thank you from the bottom of my heart, for helping me grow Not just my momma but my friend you’re Sarah Kae to me You showed me DEF when all the rest taught ABC’s You told me sin it costs dearly, but faith is free And living for a higher purpose, only way to be Leading by example not just told us, you showed us Remaining optimistic, when it all seemed so hopeless Rapping was my passion, no hate, you helped me focus And made me feel like every song it was my magnum opus Though you were still learning yourself, you laced me with your wisdom Gave me the tools, to not be a victim of Satan’s wicked system Cuz this the world we gotta live in, until Christ has risen You taught me life with sin, is no better than life in prison I really tried to listen, even when I had my doubt Cuz I knew it killed you everytime my brothers acted out Sometimes I felt neglected, taking the passive route Funny, how a woman’s the one that, showed me what being a man’s about Dear momma, I love you so I wrote this song, just so you would know How much I miss you, every time you go Thank you from the bottom of my heart, for helping me grow When it’s your time to go, momma I swear I won’t be grieving Cuz I know Jehovah holds a place for you up in his kingdom x4 Dear momma, I love you so I wrote this song, just so you would know How much I miss you, every time you go Thank you from the bottom of my heart, for helping me grow 2PAC {outro}

Come, journey back with me, when a brother was 10 years young I was strong in my fathers shadow, never would let fear come But, then I was blindsided, feeling deaf near dumb All I could do was die inside, couldn’t even let tears run {My} heart is frozen, the reason, I’d rather chill all alone Plus it’s hard to fake a smile with what I conceal in my dome I just wanna runaway, but go no will to go on Cuz this house that I live in, doesn’t feel like a home I was left in the cold with no weapon to hold Tryna get up and go, get get with da flow With a lesson to grow, feeling less than below With a mess in control, can’t rest any more Gotta be a man, barely even a teen Tryna reach all the plans that I see in my dreams Family, but right now, we don’t even seem like a team Attempted suicide, popped, a whole box of pills Didn’t really wanna die, I just didn’t wanna feel Like a test, had to see, do I really got the will Hoping maybe daddy would come back if he knew I was falling ill Life envisioned through depression, it was not as real As the years, went on, I never to stopped to heal I just bought expensive things, for my spot to fill But happiness it can’t be bought and I put that on the dollar bill Tell me what’s the point of marriage, when divorce is the conclusion What’s a counselor really doin when he forces a solution Mind skewed when daddy moved what a distortion of improvement What’s a child supposed to think when reinforced with an illusion No support cuz mommas working tryna feed her 4 boys All she needed was peace and quiet, all we gave her was more noise Everyone falls, but will you get backup, she told me, it’s your choice You’ve been blessed, with the rhythm God’s given you your voice But it was, so hard to use it, cuz I was busy trying not to lose it Going out my mind, my heart inside my chest but still ya bruised it Couldn’t go to school, not a fool, I was just too sick Music was my only therapy, melodical mood shift Loose lipped poppin off at the mouth, just tryna test my limits Secluded myself from my friends and all the rest diminished Deep inside my pride survived, wondering will I get to finish 20 years later, picking right back up, where I left my business Looking in the mirror, my father, I see him Tryna see my son more often so our bonds will never weaken Gotta wait 6 months, wishing he could see me every weekend I can hear it in his voice, when we on the phone speaking “Nah daddy, I ain’t crying, my eyes just leaking” Lost, out at sea, he’s looking for me, cuz I’m his beacon Everytime I go, his stomach knot up and his heart is sinking He ain’t gotta say it cuz I know exactly what he’s thinking

Dear God, let my son be a doctor, a lawyer, a basketball player, or a fireman… shoot he can even be a rapper like me! But Lord I beg you… Please, don’t, let, my son be a gangsta {a gangsta} Please, don’t, let, my son be a gangsta {no no not a gangsta} Please, don’t, let, my son be a gangsta {anything but a gangsta} Please, don’t, let, my son be a gangsta Can’t go to sleep, knowing rivals might drive by Eryday he wakes up, knowing that he might die Living on the edge, just ta get a slight high Living a life, where, everyday I cry Only time we see him, in jail or family funerals Forced to lose his close, homies that he knew the most Instead of choosing a gang, I pray he choose his bros This is my heart, not just lyrics over music notes Won’t you give him the strength, to be a strong brother And show him pains a part of life, so he will not suffer Show him gangstas are hard, but God’s tougher Cuz I’ll be damned, if he dies over the wrong color Wearing a rag, or American flag Let him carry round a Bible, stead of carr’ing a mag Don’t let him get so high, he ain’t prepared for attack Or look in the mirror, and see the Devil staring right back Please, don’t, let, my son be a gangsta {a gangsta} Please, don’t, let, my son be a gangsta {no no not a gangsta} Please, don’t, let, my son be a gangsta {anything but a gangsta} Please, don’t, let, my son be a gangsta G-a-n-g-s-t-a Before my son becomes one, Lord let me pray With his cousin Aykay, and my nephew Trae At his funeral, singing, “Yesterday” No betta yet “Gangsta Lean”, like D.R.S. Help him know love, neva be heartless Don’t let me and his momma push him, when we are stressed Make him, your God-son, Lord be our guest Don’t let us let him slip, simply cuz of missed cues Or let him run away, simply cuz of split views Don’t let him ever try to solve his problems with booze The worlds a match, help us put out, his lit fuse Help us listen when he shares with us his issues And when he can’t hold it in, get him tissues Our life’d be over if me and his momma get news That our grandson, just put on his shoes Please, don’t, let, my son be a gangsta {a gangsta} Please, don’t, let, my son be a gangsta {no no not a gangsta} Please, don’t, let, my son be a gangsta {anything but a gangsta} Please, don’t, let, my son be a gangsta If he’s left with no choice but to join a gang Let him find you in the end and avoid the flames Let the realest OG teach my boy to bang Let him make his competition look like they ain’t toilet trained Let his name bring fear, to his enemies Help him keep his path clear, so he can get his cheese Let him rest with ease, no tears all pleasantries A wedding please nah! As long as he finds a centerpiece Let her be faithful, even if she don’t marry him Let em have respect for eachother, so she ain’t scared of him If they choose to have a son let her carry him All I ask Lord, my son, don’t make me bury him Let him bury me, and carry on my legacy Let him see your light, until he’s breaking free Let I love you, be the last word’s he say to me And when he dies, Lord won’t you take a G… Please, don’t, let, my son be a gangsta {a gangsta} Please, don’t, let, my son be a gangsta {no no not a gangsta} Please, don’t, let, my son be a gangsta {anything but a gangsta} Please, don’t, let, my son be a gangsta

We were never meant to be, even though we knew it first We took each others hand, defied the universe Full speed ahead, way too late to reverse Looking in your eyes, no lies, sometimes the truth it hurts Wish I was careful with my heart, the way I choose my words But only fools fall in love, and move in spurts My chest was empty, like a body, in a cruising Hearst Thought I could lose the curse, but our love renewed it worse Our worlds collided, from the get go our house was divided Searching for unity, but all we had was you and me Let me inside, we both excited, it was hard to hide it Truthfully I used to be, blind but now I choose to see Cuz half of me’s in you, and it’s too true to be Commitment’s strange to me, cuz I’m so used to free Usually, I’m not the one to make decisions foolishly The only thing I fear, my daughter asking, “who is he”? -------------------- I never understood, how two lovers could Share a bond so strong, like the two of us would I love you the best way I know how, you love me just as good Doing all the things, a loving wife, and a mother should But nothing’s perfect no, no matter how hard you work it Smiling up on stage but we both hurting right behind the curtain Beyond the surface, nothings certain, still the world keeps turning And you stay on my mind just like a turban, I’m ya servant You got me open like a house, that ain’t got doors My pockets stuck in the basement, while I dream of top floors Knowing happiness it can’t be bought, in shop stores But I got 2 jobs, and go to school, cuz still I want more Focused on my mission, you keep me on course Reminding me I’m not in it for applause or encores Got so much love if we shared it, I swear we’d stop wars Blinded by ya beauty, looking in ya eyes, I’m all yours

Whatchu lookin at... x3 Whatchu lookin at nigga, dat’s my bitch Had a couple dimes, now it’s time for a quarter When I met her so fine, I had to court her Body banging, she the bomb, like a mortar Gotta be a crime, snitch line, report her Heart, skipping beats, my love was out of order Like a midget doctor, patience, shorter Then she came and the weather changed warmer Fine like an actress, no recorder Not a dancer but she work it just like a performer Extra superior, stout, like a porter All that, main course, and a hors d’oeuvres I wanna give her the world, no borders Ery dude, needs a down ass chick, the type you could vibe with The type of woman you can fall in love with, and you ain’t gotta hide it Hold a convo, and ride with, not just take a nice pic That’s my kinda chick, sheeiitt that’s the chick I’m with… Whatchu lookin at nigga, dat’s my bitch x3 Whatchu lookin at nigga whatchu lookin at… Broke nigga but she treat me like a king though Sitting on top of the world, Kris Cringle She tells me baby you’re a star like Ringo So I’ma keep a finger free where this ring go Back when I was single, she used to play my singles CD going around, like a dryer full of clean clothes Even when she ain’t in my arms, she still seems close She never trip when I kick it with my amigos Looks good, plus she keeps me warm like a mink coat She do her thang, put in work, no free load I keep her wet, like her upstairs sink broke She’s my platinum love, my gold dreams old Ery dude, needs a down ass chick, the type you could vibe with The type of woman you can fall in love with, and you ain’t gotta hide it Hold a convo, and ride with, not just take a nice pic That’s my kinda chick, sheeiitt that’s the chick I’m with… Whatchu lookin at nigga, dat’s my bitch x3 Whatchu lookin at nigga whatchu lookin at… I go deaf, can’t talk, toddler Her cat got my tongue, robber When I eat her like a peach, cobbler Bust, like a thief, and a secret, shopper Pretty like a penny but worth more than copper Kill it everytime I lay her down, chopper Together we going straight up, helicopter Funny how I fell in love, but didn’t drop her Ery dude, needs a down ass chick, the type you could vibe with The type of woman you can fall in love with, and you ain’t gotta hide it Hold a convo, and ride with, not just take a nice pic That’s my kinda chick, sheeiitt that’s the chick I’m with… Whatchu lookin at nigga, dat’s my bitch x3 Whatchu lookin at nigga whatchu lookin at…

I just wanna x3 Thank you All my homies, all my fans All my family and my friends If you were with me from the beginning I’ma be with you till the end This is for my riders spitting fresh like Listerine Shooting at them rivals just so I can keep my pistol clean Never got arrested, if I did though they’d be visiting That’s the reason the day I make it big we all gon live the dream Guppies swimming against the stream the only suckas disagreeing Making noise like Ducks in Autzen stadium can’t miss my team All I ask is respect, ya’ll ain’t gotta, kiss the ring But when it comes to this game, ya’ll messing with a king I stay connected to my roots, Family Tree Helpin em out, whenever I can, but I can’t neglect, the man in me Tell me what’s a teacher though, without his faculty I ain’t talking grammar, when I say I work dat gramarye Whether I’m up on stage, or behind the scenes like where the phantom be I gotta lotta life left, that I plan see Hating I can’t stand for, like a chick, when she has to pee But ya’ll done shown me so much love, I could not pass the beat I just wanna x3 Thank you All my homies, all my fans All my family and my friends If you were with me from the beginning I’ma be with you till the end I just wanna thank God, no award And thank my momma, for saying don’t abort I’m thankful for my life, even though I know it’s short My father laced me with game, now I control the sport Hoping my can kids do the same someday on their own accord And if they pick up a mic, let me hold their cord I know I’m supposed to take the high road, and hold rapport But fuck every single hater, that won’t support To my son’s mom, who told me get a real job And made me promise, If I don’t make it I will stop She made me try that much harder, now I’ma better father Not just for our son, but for my baby daughter And Audrey’s momma, girl I love ya, can’t thank you enough Wish I could take it from ya, when the pain it gets rough Love the way youve never given up when the days they get tough I see our future, happy family, we made it with love