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‘em, we gon’ hit ‘em
Hit ‘em

(It’s that CA all day)
Evidence, Taylor Made, it’s custom
I heard if they smile too
Much don’t trust ‘em
I heard

in the hoods over 50 years
And they still ain't doing nothing for us
When I say us, the hebrew israelites are
So-called black people
We need to see

together cause I been feeling divided still, 
Everywhere I turn feel like walls are closing in on me, but none of em are tall enough to hold in all this

swear it's good times
And how long will we believe these lies and open our eyes
And finally realize that we been stuck in rerun after rerun
And your time

Today Im hiring my bong to be my manager 
By 5 o' clock I'll have all the air you can burn in abandoned worth 
Tomorrow I don't know where Im gonna

Rainy Day

Josh Martinez

Buck Up Princess

I start

I break hearts and grow flowers on the window sill
Still I feel like there's nothing lifelike in these hands.
Now I have to lie crying

years now since I started music and, I never would 
Of thought I’d be travelling around the globe, seeing all these different cultures
 and people, its

fields with that
You make yourself an easy target
Personality fits into all these neat compartments
Twiddling my fingers slowly, onward mosey through

Headed out to Phoenix
Driving all day
With a true love there beside me 
To see a band from Memphis play
It was Phoenix where she'd grown up 
And how

I came home to an empty house
after two years tried and true,
Made up a rhyme 
about love and time,
but had no one to tell it to.
I lit a smoke then

of sixteen, no older
Will fall to the ground
But still the sirens carry on long after
His body is dead and gone
And will ring through
These streets forevermore

Days gone by I wonder why
I'm still here after all these years
I come alive when I'm real high
When the night steals away the light
When I'm cold

living different look at where we are now
Time flies fast almost twenty-one wow
We was drinking Coronas out by the lake
Talking bout our lives crazy

feelin' like the mayor now
Money, power, respect, these niggas gon' have to watch me ball now 
Ridin' with that 100 years, can't go out like no clown dog

the new music
I'm checkin' the check against the flex
I'm checkin' out on all these new groupies
My bro CKay, told me, "You gotta get the energies high"

C.K.M.

Softies

He'll Never Have to Know

1995

now anyway
But in ten years I'll still feel the same
Cause I heard that these kind of things stay

Wash the blood off his hands and then get baptized after
I'm the New Testament, the last five chapters
And God said he would come back by rapture

bye-byes
And no tears you will cry
Cause the key to your heart
sparkles just beneath the sun
Do you still remember
All these sounds, colours and shapes

lazy
Vibrations slowing down, got me going kinda crazy
Maybe it's because I'm still in the Lou
But can I blame a city cuz my physical is blue?
Then they

rules, i sit on a throne
It's fvck all these hoes, rats
They running thru holes
They watch' on you bro
They not ridding' with you
So you ride alone

I

You fell in love with America 
When you were twelve years old
And by seventeen you knew you had to see it all
You loved your dad and the love he

out an army
Baby, it's raining and storming
Still in the hood and I ride with the pointer
For years
I feel like I'm going through torment
I get a hot

and then to try to
Get a dollar from dear momma
It was 1937 in Los Angeles and
It was a hell of a vienna
I ran with these older guys
But for them it was

shop at Cumberland
I'm a grown-up, still ridin' with the punishment
Ridin' with a switch, slid it by the belt
Sosa got the bags, got rich off of deps