LIKE FATHER LIKE NONE

I’d rather hurt myself. I’d rather burn in hell. I’d rather bid this world farewell before I die up in a cell. If I’m my father’s son, must I pay for what he’s done? A statistical rerun; I knew this day would come. Oh my god where have I found myself? They told me crime don’t pay so we ain't got much wealth. Oh my god I can’t believe I’m here. Standing in front of a judge facing 15 years. Collecting checks while they are locking us away. Prisons for profits and you know they getting paid. Build up another place for people to decay. If we the criminals well then who the fuck are they? Who the fuck are we? You could tell me, but I don’t believe a thing they say. I don’t believe a thing they tell me. As I look at my son and think back at what I’ve done. Praying that he fell far from the tree that they tried to hang me from. If you’re gonna break the cycle, you know you can’t be spiteful. Eyes on the prize as the odds we defy, this is called survival. You are entering into a world that don’t give a fuck what you think. So do what you do the way you wanted to and remember that you are a king. Entering into a world that don’t give a fuck what I sing, but that doesn’t matter because you are the answer to everything I was missing.

READY FOR YOU

Erase the past so they’ll never know the person I used to be before. Can’t be the only one that feels this way. Curtail conviction then just run away. I don’t wanna leave, but you’ve gotta believe me. And if karma does gets policed, then I’m living criminally. You must forgive him for he does not know that his actions are causing reactions of woe. So please please please forgive me. Once we get past this we’ll take it slow. How else am I supposed to grow? Don’t waste your time because you’re just chasing ghosts. Spirits that drowned in shallow undertow. (I want) All I want is you. (I need) All I need is you. (I got) All I got is you. (I’m not) I’m not ready for you.

SHHH

For every win there was a battle, and we all know just what it takes to win. To get the trophy on the mantle, you must enable all the hate within yourself. You have your reasons, I get it. How did this happen, you let it. Hate to say I told you so, but I said it. And we both know that this is fucking pathetic. Cuz we are more than the sum of your fucking parts. What the fuck did you tell yourself when you were hurting them? I struggle to see how you were compelled to put them through that hell. What the fuck do you tell yourself when you are hurting us? We’ll never believe the stories you tell. You cannot buy our trust. After the fall is when we learned to stand up. We took our shot when the gun was jammed up. Another martyr, another me. Another problem that they covered up nice and neat. So put your hand up if you can’t stand it. We feel the damage of their advantage. The broken families, the holy fantasies. We feel the damage of their advantage.

BIG T YOUTH

Once you believe it maybe you’ll see it. But looks are deceiving and so are we. If knowledge is freedom, they have been teaching illiteracy. I think I found my way; A road they never paved. I’m tired of feeding prey. Don’t say that, that’s blasphemy. Once you perceive it that’s when you can be it. No journey’s completed until you are dead. Got what you needed until you are dead. Your fateful end. And now you succeeded - You’re 6 feet beneath it. So tell me a secret - Do we ascend if we’re all competing for your consent to live? (How do we ascend?) For 7 billion questions, you’re trying to tell me there’s 1 answer? I have a question for all your masters. Simple suggestion to avoid disaster. When we’re all fighting for what comes after, perhaps we mention there is no answer. There is a man with the world in his hands. So save the women and all the children. When through his fingers we all start slippin’. Where is this man with the world in hands? Cuz I have a question about the lesson that we all learn when we waste all our blessings. Heaven might be suitable, but hell on earth is beautiful. Heaven is suitable, but hell on earth is beautiful.