First Verse I’m sicker than a fifth of liquor straight to the head Take a shot Call earl, all I spit up is bread I turn words into money Flow into fuel I’m a 757 jet lining my tunes Higher Elevating till I’m walking the moon Not Earth’s But Saturn’s Too many babblin’ Rattlin’ ya traps Patterin’ your raps After scatter brain cats “Suffering Succatash” Y’all looney tunes I’m an anamaniac So I warn a(warner) brother Don’t make me react Juice I converse like bishop in the booth For coming at me side ways You might risk a Check Mate check the double entendres buddy I'm make power bars cause the fans are hungry the beats dope and I'm a feinding junkie making Heroine Tracks and it's Beautifully ugly yeah, while they rapitty rap I rapidly wrap my mind around a plan of attack and then crack your brain open with it staying in tack( through my flow) so while you're listening, let me clear my throat. Second Verse I am Hip-Hop 96 Stakes is High Settlin’ The Score If you’re Ready or Not Beyond a Reasonable Doubt This is Hell On Earth All Eyez On Me Listen close to the verse I gotta 2 pac state of mind With out Death Row Who you know this thorough spitting straight from the soul Who you know this under rated quite like me On the Digital Underground I Shock G’s Who have been in the game Defending they’re lanes Oh, my buzz ain’t big enough I have no name So, That don’t mean I ain’t one of the truest Do u fools listen to music Or just skim through it?

First Verse I right science like Einstein On the grind for my bread My flow so hot it’s like a stove in my head My words so sharp when I spit it’s like lead Or legs, cause when I talk they walk through your head Then recline Change the channel of your mind To JB T.V., tuned into my lines With ink on paper I’m writing this lightening It’s striking leaving vapors I’m a thunderstorm but my words are earthquakes Each line’s like a crack in the plates when they’re shaking Consider me, half man half amazing I should be famous But I remain nameless I guess that’s how the game is I gotta get my money up I gotta do some promo I gotta build my fan base It’s happening in slow mo Maybe I should give up And move to Chicago If only I could just hit the lotto Man… Hook I want The Fame “The Fame” The fortune You want The Fame “The Fame” The fortune We want The Fame “The Fame” The fortune But let’s go deeper, come on. Second Verse I go deeper than a wide receiver or the sub sonic base in a speaker flow full of ether yeah, call me napalm Jon cause when I turn my rhymes on I bomb like Vietnam Dawn till dusk, I strike like elephant tusk Spit truth Most dudes just embellish and rust Well, I shine Like greasy foreheads in summertime Though life is a witch Her body’s divine So I’m a stay in her, for as long as I can Till I bust and give birth to my marvelous plans People try to get mo’ green like Moe Greene And get shot in the eye by a wise guy I dream and patiently play my hand Not chasin’ cream Cause cream come easy when you own the cow Milk it everyday and make cheese by the pound Milk it everyday and make cheese homie… Hook I go deeper Than the temperatures’ in deep freezers Deeper than the scandals in police force Deeper Deeper than the black in my skin Deeper than the look of Charles Manson when he grinned Deeper than the strums of Jimmy Hendrix The hums of fallen youth when bullets release their spirits The fate of the wicked deeper than the roots of religion it’s fiction the same lies that fool Muslims, they fool Christians deeper deeper than the truth deeper than a noose deeper than swastikas to the Jews deeper than the flu vaccination they inject you with a virus for a payment save it deeper than The Matrix CIA agents UFO cases Income tax payments Deeper than racists using Bible translations Deeper than space is Face it Man… Hook

First Verse Waking up to alarm glocks again Reminds me of the predicament that I’m in A "Nigga" in a cage, that’s what they made me Yeah Jesus Saves? So why he aint save me? Or my cousin Harold? That "Nigga" got blown away by a double barrel In a world where the odds are against the poor It’s survival of the fittest you better get on the floor Empty your pockets or visit the lord I’m sticking up the world, cause I have no choice Now, I’m a criminal but that’s what they made me A "Nigga" in the cage full of dogs with rabies And they’re barking man, so I gotta bark back before they bite off my hands See, the world is a project Them Boyz In Da Hood about to Set It Off on you if they could From the cops to the gangstas Politicians to King Pins Hustlin’ for blocks trying to build they kingdoms Huh, trying to box your king in Check mate to your chess Stop your breathin’ Game over, there won’t be another season You should have made the right move last weekend Now you choking on your blood tryna breath man This is an ode to America the heathen Second Verse See, the world is a ghetto, life is a war We’re fighting over territory Hustling for more Friends betray friends, it happened to the Lord It’s the cross you have to bear when the kingdom is yours Judas got Jesus Brutus got Ceasar I’m tryna figure out who’s about to get me here Still you can feel that I’m real glad to be here Kinda like King David facing Philistine spears I’ll probably get attacked cause enemy’s scared You better kill me if you don’t you will be dead I will torture you, put fire to your head Put the fire out with acid then bastard your kids I ain't rappin’, I’m just writing what I live Then reciting it on mics to strike lightening through your ears Inciting riots setting fires with my pens I’m an arsonist with arsenals from fighting all these years.

First Verse: My mind’s set My team's ready A bunch of lions in the grass on the Serengeti Full of pride, as we ride through the jungle Hienna’s in the background waiting for the weak to stumble I’m so focused I won’t fail I got a bullet train of though that won’t derail Let me bring you closer, so you can see hell And understand that you can find heaven in yourself Second Verse Get ‘em up Get ‘em up Get ‘em up If you know you ride with J. O. U.R.N.E.Y. and you know you Brave Feeling like, feeling like Nat Turner Breaking out them chains Up in your mind The bottom line is that you making change Banks Wells Fargo when I start to think Thoughts are cash so when I speak You become a Brinks Truck Riding ‘round with that money in you Brain power is the energy I wanna send you Listen up Listen up I got something new for the game Well, actually it’s for the people Cause the game don’t change Feeling like, Feeling like, like, like you can not catch a break The same reason people love you is why haters hate And I ain’t saying that I’m a make it out alive That’s foolish thinking But I do assure you of this one thing, They will remember me I might die trying But my words will remain alive for eternity! -Hook- It ain’t over till the music stops You can do it When they’re saying that you can’t Still pursue it Here’s the mission, motivation, and the Mind Set Get your mind right, before you get left In the beginning was the word And the word became flesh My words run through your mind like kids on recess I do it for the rejects Too close to the edge Whose mama’s using Kleenex to accompany prayers Like: “Heavenly father please help us out this gutter, too many summertime nights we heard the guns stutter There’s no butter, but them brothers carry toast Waiting for the beef, Holy ghost help us please, Amen”

Journey Brave: -Journey! -Brave! This is for every person locked in prison Persecuted by the law and can’t see their children We get imprisoned by our minds and the glass ceilings Felonious thugs with the loneliest loves, And those acting like they aint sinning You’s a lie Cause we all got that snakes venom If we’re alive I call on God but I can’t hear Him Although I’ve tried But like Job I got faith in Him Although I’m tired When I look inside at memories I clearly see Every action and non-action defining me So I stand like a man does Stand Up! And keep pushing through this damn mud Man Up! With all the fight that is left in me I battle apathy and lethargy constantly I’m on my grind To stay alive in this cold world I hope in time With all this grind my dreams will unfurl I gotta make it cuz. -Journey -Brave This is for every person lacking vision Not believing you can do it You ain’t used to winning Gotta dig deep and shovel through that mental image Of yourself And stop focusing on every blemish Yeah Change causes pain I know Yeah But pain causes strength to grow -Second Verse- Yeah So I’m a fight till I can’t no more Praying to god while I’m playing my cards Maintaining Arranging my thoughts While keeping my heart from fainting Weighing the cost Of raising the bar While fading Into the background now I'm turning up the sound Smacking down all the opposition that’s been comin’ round Yeah Listen closely to words I speak Life can be a ces pool and it can really reek But swim through it Get redemption out of Shawshank Yeah you’ll be dirty But alive Giving God thanks

Be Anything: If all I have is a dream, at least I have something. First Verse I got my passport, check My money right, check My Euros, yep My tour dates set I’m there in my mind In my lines In my grind But they hatin’ and they fakin’ on me time after time And they know that I’m nice Nick-Name Mr. Rogers The game is a desert and these rappers are mirages They won’t really hear me till I’m dead or I’m gone In the dirt From the work In each verse In each song And that’s wrong But it’s real And exactly how I feel But I still Believe I’m rising I still believe I’m ill I still believe I’m shinning I’ll still believe until I’m oxygenless Boxed up in a coffin I’m a feel that… Hook(repeat twice): I, I can go anywhere I, I can be anything Second Verse Despite all my haters and all that disbelieve Despite all the fear and all the doubt in me Despite wasted time The grittiness and grime If I choose to use my mind I can be anything See I’ve seen a lot of trouble and experienced pain Been burned by the sun and soaked by the rain But excuses are for losers So I’m not gonna use one I’m a get my mind right Get out and start to do something All that drama that you have you can keep it I gotta set a goal for my life and achieve it See some different places I want to travel abroad Eat sushi in Japan Do the salsa in Milan. Third verse It’s so simple No need for a forced punch line I’ve been dreamin ‘bout this since the school lunch line We used to beat box and freestyle during lunch time There were so many super starts That never did shine But each and everyday I rise and I set My eyes on the prize My mind is a jet Flying me to freedom with those monks in Tibet Meditating out all the strain and the stress Tests keep arising But I realize with timing If I keep up with this grinding Soon I’ll start shining Put your shades on My UV rays will penetrate a rainstorm Burst through the clouds With my chin high proud Saying…

Let me offer assistance. This is for my little brother and sister, That get bombarded by images that could get them mixed up And tricked out. The industry keeps pulling their tricks out. Video ho’s got youngins walking round with their tits out. That ain’t cool princess don’t wear that to school, Video ho models ain’t role models for you. Cause you’re a jewel if you wanna be, Or fool if you wanna be Your innocence is priceless Slow down if you want to see. Make a dude wait for your emotional stability And when you get grown you can move with sensibility. Be honest ‘bout your feelings. Don’t always reveal them, Some people are hurting inside and they wanna just steal them Dream killers and your innocence will die like a flower ‘round weeds Slow down, there’s no need to speed. Be a leader, don’t believe what you see on T.V. Cause their just trying to get your money through a marketing scheme. Hook: Ooh lord I’m trying to find a righteous way Ooh lord not tryna grind my life away Ooh lord I’m trying to find a righteous way Ooh lord not tryna grind my life away Second verse: On city blocks many kids see yellow tops Some grow to sell them Some grow to cop The American hustle While some kids stay out of trouble Some don’t they just double it and sign the devils covenant. That’s an overview We all aint the same yo It all ain’t struggle and it all ain’t pain yo Most people in the world are trying to maintain so We’re all in the same game trying to make a name fo’ Ourselves and our families Comedy and tragedy Unfolds quite naturally We deal with catastrophe But smoke and mirrors puts black folks at the forefront Listen to the news another black robbed a store front Turn on B.E.T. another black with some gold fronts The image isn’t balanced But the attitude is so what Our lives are affected by the lies we’ve accepted We all need to dance in the mirror and start reflecting. -Hook- Third Verse (Shred TVT): "Youngin listen I been in ur position against all odds, living in poor conditions made em a grinch, yall hot, on his hip, small glock, wanna flip, brawl pop whoever, slumin it, rumbling inside, lost Ma, raised me better than this it gots to get better I wish somebody save me before I get shot or end up on the deputys list, the cops is crazy and shady its death if u slip, no second chance I was destine to dip, determined to leave, not trying to see prison, sitting next to my kin not resting no peace I'm trying to be chilling but stress was on me so its hard to think rational living where u can't relax yo surrounded by crack I'm in a trap folk, trapping hoping I stack blow up I needed to grow up I had hope but man I'm so nuts, indeed I woke up, naturally had to leave, get away to see a better day, tied of being mad and weak, everyday, had to meditate say a grace, find myself, get my mind right, started writing about my life that's what helped me find light, now I shine bright speaking truth for the youth, see this life is what u make it, I made it and so can you."

Sitting here early in the morning Room full of people tryna get their lives together Some of them addicts, some won’t say Me, I caught possession for smoking on a jay Now I’m here questioning my movements Watching videos about making improvements Risk reduction makes since when your sober But while they’re talking your dreaming of Rum and cola I can’t wait to puff a jay on Sunday But if I do I’ll get tested on Monday See, I know that my P.O. ain’t no joke So I’m a take a break from the smoke It feels weird flying low with the average I like soaring with the eagles cause it’s magic Through the clouds of smoke I see the future I find peace, that’s why I call it Buddha We get high, Just as high as we can Then we come down, but how hard do we land I’m in denial, about the problems that I have So I just smile, while I do the best I can Second Verse: Peace to those wrestling with drugs Even nicotine, caffeine, and alcohol love It started off innocent, just to get by Now the urge is permanently a part of your life Took a turn for the worst “It couldn’t happen to me, and nobody really cares cuz all they do is preach” On the balcony wondering, fumbling my lighter inhaling joy as the fire gets brighter Forgive me father for living like a heathen. I’m just, I’m just tryna keep breathin I guess, I guess this happened for a reason Rolled up started smoking, then speeding. Got stopped by the cops and when they breathed in Called the K-9’s who sniffed out the weed then I got charged, now I’m stuck for the weekend I gotta change if I really love freedom -Hook-

Once in a lifetime u might find that one true love that'll love u back and take your crap and hopefully u don't sleep on it Overlook it, take for granted, or creep on it Let me speak on it, Love is so unpredictable and uncertain I had women say they love me But I left 'em hurting Cause It wasn't working I didn't know if I could trust 'em I was kinda nervous That's how it goes Plus I couldn't see their love bro, I mean, love is action not hormones I mean, u gotta live like u speak Practice what u preach study what u teach or u might get it wrong Easily So many people use the word love But don't really know what it means Seeking and searchin tryna find love But won't give their hearts to receive So we rise and we fall We hang up then recall Tryin so hard just to make it work When we don't really believe As I get older it seems to get more complicated I used to be so excited Now I'm kinda jaded If life's a marathon Then love is the Olympics brah Enduring every competition with the one love I'm probably not the best one to come to for advice Let's call paw paw At least we know he got it right 60 something odd years with the same girl Over half a century they made it in this crazy world

Grind it out Keep it movin Hustle hard That's what I'm doin Grind it out Grind it out Grind it out Hustle Hard These r not punch lines But they're real lines Attached to the movie of my life U can watch it in real time I'm not brown nosing so many may never hear this, The truth will set u free So many will fear this But u who Journey Brave, Yeah! U are the fearless Marine mentality ur thinking's the eelist(illist) Swimming through the sound waves Lurking through murky waters For the food that I'm serving up I cook it to order So it's fresher than a Kangol Pants never hang low I will never trip when I'm running through ur brains yo For comrades who disappeared in combat My allies who got shook and chose to fall back Salute Although u had no heart I forgive each and every Judas Iscariot Just cause I'm silent Don't mean I've been silenced I'm stronger, mentally prepared for the violent. Journey Brave I ride through this purgatory on soul tracks(huh) On a railroad of flow to bring the lost back(huh) Making change like a cashier(cashier) illmatic with a criminal mind I'm KRS Nasir(nasir) Nice to meet u(hello) nice to speak through the speakers And have u tweetin bout how I reached u(huh) It's soul music inspired by life My heartbeat is the drum To every line I write Me + Music= Peace of mind Divided by struggle Multiplied by grind Add faith, endurance, take away doubt Then you'll start to understand what I'm talking about. In the school of hard knocks u learn Geometry How to stand like a G I'm a tree Bending in the wind trying not to break Overcoming life's hurricanes and earthquakes

I'm on that Phantom of the opera Look through ur binoculars What the hell he doin? Tryna win an oscar? Naw, I'm just actin out my life on stage I'm Denzel with a Pencil It's Training Day I'm a Man On Fire No House Is Safe I'm the Inside Man in ya memory bank Seizing ya thoughts Tryna turn pain into power Brain storming And it's been raining for hours That have turn into days Then turned into years its hard for me to stop cause I only fear fear Failure's not an option U fail if u quite "Defeat is motivation if u learn from it...Quick" Is what I tell myself daily Gaining strength from my roots Alex Haley Show me a hero and I'll write u a tragedy I'm just a man tryna handle reality 1,2,3,4 Chin up chest out Have faith endure 4,3,2,1 Gotta press through the pain till you get what you want One for the money yes, ahh 2 for the show a couple of years ago to Atlanta I drove lost most of my stuff but I save my soul didn't sell it for the platinum, silver, or gold. I work at a restaurant waiting on tables waiting for the money trying to stay stable chasing my dream balancing on the rail between good and bad succeed and fail that's real life as I fight through the hail giving vision to the blind like my life was in braille Seizing ya thoughts Tryna turn pain into power Brain storming And it's been raining for hours That have turn into days Then turned into years its hard for me to stop cause I only fear fear Failure's not an option U fail if u quite Defeat is motivation if u learn from it...Quick.