1.Pocket full of fatcaps
Twelve was the age that set me off with the 'graff' style. While
zapp bumping, gang banging was hype with the
juvinile. Graff grabbed my mind which led to expression and
thought. Seventh and Hill I used to bus kill with 'snap'
and 'skill' Fake bus passes with all city access, Insides and
outsides going up was a must. Paying much 'dues' from
the 'valle' to 'Los', 'One-Times' is on the sweat and they
jacking for piece-books.
Pocket full of Fatcaps!So what's up and where you at!
Tag-banging toys hit me up like what you write 'ese'. But I'm
not about beef just the burners and sketches. And
respect is gained from the flavor of you phlexin'. Not by
'capping' a piece and dissing tags for attention. Serious
world-wide aerosolic expression. So focus the mind hit some
surface and stop trippin'.
Pocket full of Fatcaps! So what's up and where you at!
Graffin' up in L.A. you can't act stupid and play, striking up
in the wrong hood could mean your last day. Most every
set has a blovk and every block has a mad set. With sick evil
fools who love to see blood-hit pavement. L.A. area
hip-hop under threats of existing. B-Boy culture in violence
peace as purpose is drifting. So tag-banger afraid to be a
real gangster. Get schooled on some roots and get that mission
together. Graffiti writer ghetto culture provider.
Facsist activist don't want me to exist. Propagated media hype.
Stereo-type you try to make me look like the one
with the 'gat' abd 'knife'. Lies after lies classist racist and
mythical. But even suburbia child is down with ghetto
cultural. Fears got three strikes. SKATE gets all the love I
got. Under the influence of the hardcore that can't be
stopped.
2.Eyes Shut Tight
Come with the bloody moon and the chaos, Gog and magog triple
six reigns over spirits lost. Satanic nations and
thrones reign and slay, but solid is super-souls love and
righteous pathways, Asking me why I ain't down with the
bloodshed, wicked fool we approve of lies as eternal truth,
Worship the mark of the beast demonic feast, Seven the
seals sacred faith no need to pack steal, No 'geed-up' rap
anywhere up and on me, Strictly KRS, Public Enemy,
Bob Marley, Mad ups to MLK and the infintie Ghandi, Doom to the
demons that dominate all around me. Deep in
the soul fool, you know you aint right running around with your
eyes shut tight!
I know what it's like to not want to see the sunrise, So
shattered the pictures on fire, the winter never lies, but that
chemical won't allways keep the empty space full, Bludgeon
corrode desecrate the body emple, Half the fools we
know yes they sick style sprung, Deeper and further from
ourselves I have always watched us run, From the family
perspective yes I've watched the dope wreck shit, Deep
'veteranos, Tequatos' fool this childhood knows! Deep in
the soul, Fool you know you ain't right going around with them
eyes shut tight! Further away from ourselves! Further
away from the truth! You can throw the set in the sky, But the
eternal majestic Mount Zion you can't deny. A gat, a
clip, a hollow-tip with your name on it, loving to trip but one
day you'll get caught up and slip! So cheap a death but
my brother so precious is life, speaking the language of
fratracidal sights, You do like 'Cain' did 'Able' you love to
watch your brother's blood, Flow fool tell me no! Spirit so
cold! Denial!
3.Sangre de mis manos
(blood on my hands. Could also be 'blood of my hands')
Mi espirto ya esta cansado de cadensa psychologicas de porbesa,
Ahorra me quito mis manos de mis ojos ey miro
la relidad, Ey porque acceptamos positions sub-servillente sin
preguntas! No tenemos que viver asi! De nacimento
nos ensenan que creer que los blancos son mejor que los
morenous, Ey se emponen a acceptar la dominacion de
hombres sobre mujeres, Estos tradiciones tienen que acabar
siempore!
My spirit is already tired of the psychological cadence of
poverty. Now I take my hands from my eyes and
look at reality. And why do we accept subservient positions
without question？ We don't have to live like this!
From birth they teach us to believe that the whites are better
than blacks (note： 'morenos' actually means
dark-complected people rather than African people, but there
isn't a good english translation.) And they
persist in accepting the domination of men over women. These
traditions must be finished forever and ever!
Sangre de mis manos!
Todos somos ninos de dios ey ningun gobierno puede negar lo, Ni
dinero ni politica puede ebfrentar la verda que es
eterna, Postivo advance social aqui no es enivetable, Pero que
queremos en est dia？ La verda 'o' una vida de
menttiras!
All of us are children of god, and no government can deny it.
Neither money nor politics can confront the
truth that is eternal. Positive social advance isn't inevitable
here. But what do we want in this day？ The
truth, or a life of lies？
Sangre de mis manos!
4.Keep On Breathing
Ya best come correct! Step correct! 818 on the map psychological
mand trap.
Step to a fool and I'll bet he's got a gat, Paranoia principle
has got us strippin' so, three dot lifestyle has got us
running hell of miles, It's all that we know, it's all that we
do, seen and done. So many homicides we thinking it's right
fool, My brothers down to slay me daily cyco sickness within us
- damn it's getting rough. I will survive! I will survive
y'all! I must survive! Life on the line I said keep on
breathing!
'Ya Best come correct! What's up dog？ Don't numb yourself
because this is a hell, Wicked one! Wicked one out for
self, Not only in L.A., but it's jumping off worldwide. From
L.A. to Belfast to genocide at 'wayside.' And if killing
my brother means survival then I'll take this bullet with all of
the love of my soul. You can call me a punk but I ain't
givin' up. Solid givin' my life see!
Whatever the cost may be？ Juice, Coke, Yeska, Heroin, Doses,
making fools-snap now I got to live around that!
I will survive! I will survive y'all! I must survive! Life on
the line I said keep on breathing!
The worst kind of man kills his brother! God help us!
5.Permanent days unmoving
The minute is hard and it walks an unfit honest mile alone. The
truth laid out to wait rest well and die cold. I know
the method lips drawn wide to turn and sway. To smile behind the
biting tongue. Each of us danced well in lies. The
hand the handle and the sword.
Lies there are those of us who will embrace lies and yet if it
comforts us we will do what lies do... When I confess
there is no truth demons remain sleepless inlove with blood
starved souls forgotten without sounds... Between birth
and death lies will whisper deepest disintegration before the
living. Lies fashioned with the images of angelic faces. IT
grows into a stillness and we will responde lies can I speak of
deepest deaths unseen... Pearl teardrops will fall from
the faces of undeserved suffering... Forcing permanent days
unmoving...
Slicing clean but not as deep and waht equals scars will tell
pain runs hard hate runs clean and on the floor your
whitlings fell. Because this monster begets the monster...
Myself and the thorn of fear that the selfsame well from
which my laughter comes would also bleed with my tears...
6.Horrifying
Try to understand who I am my pops is an intelligent black man.
My mom's locked up in 's-i-b-l-brand' Damn! It's
like they're handing me planned positional placement,
inheritance parents mistaken left my soul aching, hurting
painful
let downs are burning fire inside! Fire inside's is what I got
right! Unjustified lies life died so I picked up a 'mic',
microphone the danger curse, this earth's done got them tears
dripping. Lifetime of decline got me blind to the real
sign, running around helpless selfish direction less spiritual
savior get me flexin' that will to live.
Horrifying! Horrifying!
Shot one! Shot one tell them how your soul fell! Closet bigotry
insecurity I see from the ones closest to me I see this
disease, complexion sways your mental direction, privilege
culture subliminal racist, stereotypical wak and mythical
lies must go, prejudging human beings that you are seeing,
millions of 'Mark Fuhrmans' within my midst, but flesh
does not determine what is within.
7.Sickness
Say come killer! You know it is sickness! You can't deny it
sockness! Yes greed is sickness! Greed is sickness! I
am not a lower form of human life! All none son nagging sense of
nobodiness. Deep disappointment slave among
abundance. Who lives it knows it as I flow the theme. These
conditions extreme deepest evil unseen I'm putting up
with what is unjust. But truth lifts with a swiftness just like
dust. Are we givin' the realm to reach our highest ability.
That's the question see word up 'cause I don't see it be!!
I am not a lower form of human life! Kill greed! Say come
killer!
They taken the food from the mouths of the ones that need to be
the most fed! They taken the food from the mouths
of the ones that been left for dead! They taken the food from
the mouths of the ones that have been treated as
human debris! They taken the food from the mouths of the ones
who will embrace divinity!
Poverty is the worst form of violence! I am not a lower form of
human life!
8.Ashes in hand
Sex kills! We will look into the eyes of the other and lie and
say that we love them. Then strip the innocence given
and create destruction we will never truly comprehend. The
ultimate act of sharing is reduced to the ultimate act of
taking. Seconds of trembling flesh is not worth years of inner
suffering.
Taken away! Sex kills!
Do my eyes betray what I feel and see. Exploitation leads to the
abondoned seed. This is no sexual liberation we
have accepted desecration. And when they've taken! And taken!
Beyond hope and healing left alone with your
feelings. Your mourning will hav eno mercy. It will steal from
so much more than your body.
Taken away! Sex kills!
I would rather seek the peace of self. Then play the games that
force the scars of lifelong insecurity. Frightening
desires for dominant position when all we should be doing is
loving!
Taken away! Sex kills!
Sex is a weapon!
9.Against the spirits
There is a God and I bow and you will hate me for it! Duty to
humble my soul to a speck of dust and you'll hate me
for it! Ageless understanding of love from the heavens and
you'll hate me for it! Serenities balance is my innermost
peace and you will hate for it!
Your world is against the spirits! This is day is against the
spirits! I gladly detach my soul from the lies that sicken this
day. Disregarding the metric wickedness that decays my inner
space. There is something inside myself that can't
become this 'sickness.' Reminded once more that the quest for
the top is coldness!
I will love God of 'Zion' with all my heart and you will hate me
for it! Intentions will be so helples and you will hate
me for it! I will love through resurrecting eyes and you will
hate me for it! Self exultation is the opiate of the masses.
Your world is against the spirits! This day is against the
spirits!
10.Touch
Birth to this emptiness conception inlovelessness. Spiritless
hands show no caress. There was no embrace from
tearstained faces. Environment bottomless compassion was
motionless. Weary eyes will only see the depths of
captivity here in this perpetual misery. Hate's piercing sound
disfigures the soul in the stream of my tears
I lay in their mold!
Do you got any love in your heart？ Unfeeling! Unfeeling!
Unfeeling!
I touched my innermost self with its healing. Threw myself down
at the feet of its mercy the stone of my heart met its
defeat love emptied me filling me with serenity. It's a light
that want to embrace me, I was not of love still it accepted
me whole and where there was nothing left there is lovein the
soul. Love is not weakness! Love is power! Love is
truth! Love is endless! Love is your forgiveness! Love is your
sacrifice! Love is your faith! Love is your trust! Love
is your hope!
11.Hurl a stone
All are guilty of judgment and seeing what we only want to see,
And the dangers of false pedestals is illusive
self-moral supremacy, So quick to magnify the faults inside of
one another, Then the flames of out own darkness can
ignite and we become what we fear.
Cast you judgment! Hurl a stone!
Does criticism crush or heal the heads that we oppose, Because
the brothers we see living are the ones we should
love the most, By tearing down another living soul we cannot
build, Arrogance is of no value and what will it fulfill.
Cats your judgment! Hurl a stone!
Let's not fool ourselves our hearts are solid steel and
cold-blooded, With most intentinions to humiliate and to
applaud our hearts of darkness, And when we make honest truthful
steps towards compassionate healings we will
have no time to citicize because we will find ourselves the most
sickening. You know it!
12.Fire
It's immoral to encourage others to accept injustice you do not
endure, Such superficial optimism a deepness not so
pure, Anesthetic presence with an undefined concern, With images
so glorified but still where is our cure.
Give! Where's your fire？
Movements definition unclear amid definite crises, Retreating
carelessly with persuasions that seem to never end,
And must immarilty become so monumental before we see？
Give! Where's your fire？
Out my face! Out my face! Pseudo-intellectual moderate steppin'
to dis, And you say that my concerns don't burn
with validity, Trying to check me got nothing to prove 'be', On
with the privilege shit-talking blood of my people
your mocking, If it came down to dying I would see that ass
running, Say full belly-buster you willing to suffer and
put your ass on the line and fool help me gets mine!
Give! Where's your fire？
13.Empower
What's up! Death on this kid who belives the mic, Blood on the
soul so what that inside be like, A cross carrier with
journeys upon self I, Efforts to ashes and hands to the skym
Child of light! Child of light! Make solid the climb and
let's see some new heights right! right! So am I trying to find
life in what's been dead？ Yes! So recheck the mind set!
Empower! Can't slip! Empower! Empower! Positive! Come alive!
What up with self？ What up with self？ Can't give up no love
unless I deal with my own hell-dig, It's all about
wrecking the age of self-defeat, dignity worth of all human
personality, We must belive on our trust potential, Our life
has the true meaning and value of now, Our only hope today lies
in our ability to lift ourselves from this ever-rising
hell! Take your life back! Give me life to live!
14.Sickness(Reprise)
Say come killer! You know it is sickness! You can't deny it
sockness! Yes greed is sicknes
I am not a lower form of human life! Kill greed! Say come
killer!
They taken the food from the mouths of the ones that need to be
the most fed! They taken t
Poverty is the worst form of violence! I am not a lower form of
human life!
15.Intro
'Intro' contains an excerpt from a King speech which appears
courtesy of Intellectual Properties Managment,
Atlanta, Georgia, as exclusive licensor of the estate of Martin
Luther King Jr.
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