[00:11.19][Vordul] Pop goes the flow of the weasel[00:13.11]Strapped with an[00:13.98]Ox full of diesel[00:15.15]Trapped in the desert with eagles[00:17.31]Thoughts of ghetto acapellas in cathedrals[00:19.89]Spilling heavy gospels with cheaters[00:22.26]Twisted up, high off the reefer[00:24.18]Lost beyond regions of logic and reason, just being[00:27.42]We high so be not so obedient to society's laws and limitations[00:32.37]Lost in this ghetto population[00:34.47]I'm just another face that's facing all types of, like[00:37.62]Stereotypes and hatred[00:39.33]But I ain't going to whet that and get all stressed out[00:42.09]I'm just trying to make it and strive with my...[00:44.94]Hellbent Hell went through changes, emotions, inner thoughts and rages[00:48.90]Relieved and released on pages[00:50.94]My life in its cycle and stages[00:53.19]Seen through descriptions in nature[00:55.32]Ever since back in the days when ****** was loving and hating[00:59.34]Everyone trapped and two thou caught[01:01.47]The Matrix[01:02.04]With diseases of judgement that breed through the hatred[01:04.71]Conceived through these scenes and then painted[01:06.36]Now what really defines the line of a hater[01:08.91]And what defines the line of someone even greater[01:11.61]And what makes somebody jump that line trying to take it[01:15.24]Wrapped behind enemy lines trying to make it[01:18.09]Mind in another universe while my physical's stuck on the earth[01:21.99]In these inner city mazes [Vast Aire][01:23.46]Yo (11x) Lay that **** down[01:29.97]What is you, a clown?[01:31.50]You wanna see a little kid get shot?[01:33.66]Give me two good reasons so[01:35.19]I don't smack you[01:36.15]For flashing a gun in my face just to get some respect[01:39.12]All in all, it's all love and[01:40.65]I'm here to protect[01:41.70]You only twelve years old, someone'll snap your neck[01:44.55]You let your pants sag, but your thoughts gotta pull up[01:47.46]Mental calisthenics, lazer brains can't push up[01:50.61]Or even sit up to fight for what they believe in[01:52.80]He thought about it[01:54.18]I said, "Peace, keep breathing."[01:56.25]I see him mumbling, shrugging his shoulder[01:58.80]He probably cursing, but he know better[02:01.26]He had a beretta with the rubbed off serial digit[02:04.62]And I know he got it from[02:05.79]Carlos The[02:06.39]Midget The only cat[02:07.65]I know cold enough to hustle **** to kids[02:10.68]Been in this three man team forming eight arm squid[02:13.77]And they laugh in the face of[02:15.21]Any possibilities of being through and dead[02:18.15]We're all from the same ghettos[02:20.01]And these are the same hollow tips that knock nearly out of stilettos[02:23.82]He cocked first,[02:25.11]I cocked second[02:26.28]And in that exact second both of the gats burst "Man, this is your last ****ing chance." "**** you, this is your last chance." [Vordul][02:35.79]Live and orchestrated[02:46.71]From blocks where animals grew up as four lazers[02:49.56]We twist mad sabres[02:51.00]Rock the sky pimping jays all day blazes[02:53.91]Wrapped in these inner city mazes[02:55.71]Relaxing on corners where cats stay wasted[02:58.56]Choking on 4-0 basics, you taste it[03:01.29]My life's an oasis, this trife's what[03:03.42]I make it[03:04.11]Straight through these days spitting raps that laced it[03:06.84]I'm just trying to blaze these mics on the stages[03:09.78]Write on these pages like life as a scene, in amazement[03:13.02]Like, "Ima stay blazing mics until I'm fading Off of this surface to return to my nature"[03:18.78]In the meantime, spit flows and cop acres[03:21.30]Put my fam in it with shelter that spaces[03:24.27]Everyday life, yo, is rap in these mazes[03:26.85]I'm just trying to make it[03:28.17]The O-E slowly dissolves in my belly, got me aching[03:32.16]****** up the block, yo[03:33.09]I swear, trying to take it[03:34.41]But I'ma stay patient, watching every move made in the jungle[03:38.52]It's live trying to strive in this struggle[03:40.50]New York state of mind, that's the home that[03:42.66]I come to[03:43.05]Nothing but pigeons living, trapped in this system[03:46.83]Bleeding, screaming...phoenix[03:48.84]We needed that scrap for that meaning to stay shining[03:51.69]Trying to escape out of hellfires and lakes[03:54.45]Brain on another plane gliding through acid rain[03:57.66]That's stress trying to master pain[03:59.67]Spit words, not to hurt, but to bash your brain[04:02.64]That's the worth of an[04:03.51]MC wrapped in the vein[04:05.31]New York