Burn it Up

Burn it up like they did out LA

Like DC back in the day, after they shot MLK

Like Flesh when the AK spray

Hot lava down the streets of Pompey

Your block with crack and gun play

Hot like Iman’s runway

Pacino, Any Given Sunday

Balling, back up a one way

Burn it up like Sun rays

Like blunts blaze

Loot in ya pocket

Fuel from a rocket

The drama when I spark it

This verse when I drop it

Hot like these Hot Jokas at my job

Like the Mob

A work of Art project

Your census off my logic

Crack in the pipe like the mic

Burning like grits

Hot grease, like I’m yearning for peace

Hot like your man with the Feds

A burning bed

Eternal damnation If God you don’t praise

Hot like L rocks the stage

Constitution Hall heard her

Take her words a step further

It aint about cop or keep

It’s about how you sleep

How live and what you give

Whether you prefer ta

Help your brother

Or deal in that slow murda

Just Another Reason To Flow

Healing lyrical caps

Bussin heads wit my lyrical Gats (aaaaaah)

Fully loaded, makin sure I’m strapped

Flowing and you know that I aint playin

Take ya time with what I’m saying

Real clear so you gotta hear

A little love talk

Cease the thug talk

Peace the streets walk, make it safe for a mother walk

Niggas stalking, Twist the blunts with a forty Oz

Living out movies, fantasy imposed on reality

Why you be that way

Ebonically speaking when I teach

Cause niggas won’t respect me if I preach

I’m here to make you feel stupid to refuse this

Love arrow through your heart like cupid

Once again, I’m ya friend fool

Wit a BITTER pill to swallow

Take it today cause you’ll feel better tomorrow

Come into my own but my own might not receive me

Like Farrakhan, I’ll NEVER bow down til I ACHIEVE, see

I just want you to hear me

We MUST stop spilling blood

It’s just another reason to Flow..

Its Payday!

They tryna set me up, they wanna wet me up

You bring ya replacement killas

Well I don’t give a fuck

Cause I’ll duck and bob and weave, yeah

Niggas infiltrated so you better believe

Its on tonight get ready fight, yeah

Cause all infiltrators gotta die ONSIGHT

That’s right, you cover is blown

Ya secret is known

You shoulda stayed home now its on

And on, and on and on I thought you was my brother

But now I see you’re working for the other man

Brother man we peeped your plan

So now you getting buried in the sand

Six feet under I wonder what you thought

Or what you’re thinking

Cause now you’re sinking

To the bottom of the sea in cement boots

Consequences earned for spoiling the FRUIT

But NOT Islam, Im talking she of Another kind

God’s Righteous, You cant fight this so we might just

Turn the other cheek to war from peace

Coming from the East, ELIMINATE the Beast