Open the box, The box is a lock and a saw,
No choices left cept caught in the draw
Cause cops wanna pop from the glock that he saw,
Shots rock then the spot and the whole block is in awe,
Now all it’s confused, whose son’s called a good one,
Easily dismissed, gone amiss, say he caught up with the hood ones,
Would one leave life to chance, or advance at his own,
Should one, glance at the chrome, for bills for the pills for the cancer at home,
Questions rhetorical, Depravity historical,
Life’s black and white when you’re dealing with a horror show,
Fearing at the cornerstore, Tearing up after the horrible,
Chapters of bastards, blasters, caskets, and factors deplorable,
Leading to the cost of the loss of your actors, more so lost in the fact,
That the cash is tossed to the schools with the less need,
While the seeds of the cities are dying,
Lying next to the cracks in the cement where dreams were built,
The people drowning down from those with no streams of guilt,
Behold the old cycle,
Teach a man to fish when conditions are such that the wish is survive and told it was rightful,
Cold and so spiteful, Alive to fight for,
Days of futures not past, views to stop that, who chooses to stew in the dew of the shot glass,
Who knew to stop that, But couldn’t get a job without Louis Vutton slacks,
Fall Back, Give props to the man with top hat, Stop that,
Yo, amazing though, They thinking niggas is paid in full,
One slip just a trip back into the danger zone,
Don’t let it phase you bro, Lost in a daze of gold,
The days to go are few to renew us to the days of old,
When we were clothed and bathed in gold,
Adopt a new god? Lord save our soul,
Fuck that, Where’s the brave and bold,
Stuck back in the manger’s own,
Stranglehold on the pain for game to grow,
Shame on the tame who know,
What a way to go to maim the lame and poor,
Born in New Hampshire. Raised in Rochester, NY. Became a man in Baltimore/DC. Found my soul in the Pacific Northwest. I make
music about being human on this weird little ball of rock flying through space orbiting a giant ball of fire. Stuff for your mind, your heart, and your soul....more