[lyrics]
[intro]
ayo,
listen,
maybe,
somehow,
someone out there will understand my pain,
check it

[verse 1]
i look up at the sky while i'm high and wonder why,
why the the fuck am i still being kept alive,
cause i, really ain't got no purpose, g,
no money, gotta resort to drugs and burglary,
a broken hearted emcee with hollywood dreams,
i drown my sorrows in liquor and memes.
like, what if i ain't done somethin' right,
man, that shit keeps me up at night,
relationships ain't shit, all these bitches hoes,
trust me bitch, i ain't that someone that you wanna know,
bros over hunnies, i'm just tryna make some money,
and u ain't concerned over who does and doesn't love me,
i ain't lovely, there you go, i'll admit it,
but i am loyal b, trust i stay commited,
i write and recite lyrics to try and numb my pain,
it doesn't work no more when she moans my name,
an open minded rap nigga, boom bap jigga,
i ain't interested in the guccis or hilfigers,
ain't gonna fake it, i'm just another nigga tryna make it,
havin' dreams of fuckin' all these bitches naked,
my thoughts suicidal, ain't worried 'bout survival,
i'm just tryna express my feelings like revival,
but i ain't no eminem, and i probably never will be,
whatever comes comes, and i hope it kills me, word

[bridge - inspectah deck]
as the world turned i learned life was hell,
livin' in a world no different from a cell,
life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough (x2)

[verse 2]
if it's a way to od on weed, i probably woulda done it,
at least i'll die doing somethin' that i'm lovin',
i'm greened out, nothing much more left to see now,
i got so high that i'm senile,
i don't see joy no more, so what's the point,
played like a toy, imma light up this joint,
'cause my life is more fucked than a porn star,
i'm at rock bottom, never been on par,
far as i can remember, i never had a home to go to,
i wanna die and come back life to goku,
i really try, and go to bed,
but i got a million thoughts rushin' through my head,
lucid dreamin', talkin' to my self conscious,
hard to believe i'm a rapper, with myself i'm so honest,
no one loves me, not even myself,
i'm about to have a shorter lifespan than an elf,
help, is what i'm screamin' but i'm still dreamin',
the beat's gleamin', see my enemies schemin',
plottin' on my life, ain't got much of one left,
only way i can eat is by commitin' theft,
i won't live to see 20, poisoned by henny,
i can't count my losses, kid, it's too many,
i really wonder when, will i learn,
all my homies is dead, now it's my turn

[outro - inspectah deck]
as the world turned i learned life was hell,
livin' in a world no different from a cell,
life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough

Lucid Nightmarez

[lyrics]
join me, as we hop into the mind,
of a guilty man, servin' time,
many recline, behind bars that don't shine,
decline in freedom, years went goodbye,
now, allah, why does man sin,
why is our crime rate so massive,
ain't nearly as much whites up in the slam,
yo, as there is the black man,
they act like it's our fault that we slang,
no family, so we forced to bang,
they planted the drugs in up our hearts,
it's like we still got the whip scars,
hereditary, passed down,
please young brotha, put that gat down,
think about if you really gon' blast now,
is this how you gon' let your life pass now?,
blaow, so much potential lost,
why do we suffer from such a loss,
why does it affect only us,
people of colour got no choice

Minority Mens Rea [Remix Of Life By Funky Cowboys] (Prod. J. Dilla)

[lyrics]
[hook]
one two with the boogaloo stuff for you, (x7)
(mic check,)
one, two

[verse]
geah, relax, and stop stressin,
temp-c will proceed to start blessin',
the beat, wit a likkle lesson,
feel so chill, you'll crave restin',
flippin' like headnodic, got your head noddin',
guided, with the smooth style provided, you're invited,
to this chill little ill music island, to get you excited, and a bit open minded,
yo,
so as i proceed, to lay the flow, 
headnodic'll chill you out, like dro,
make you achieve inner peace, just like po,
and put a smile on your face, like glasgow,
far as raps go, i blossom like hanamura, and i'm a connesoir, of girls wantin' me to do her,
i assure you, that this is the cure, for the times that feel impure, and like manure

[hook]
one two with the boogaloo stuff for you, (x7)
one, two,
one two with the boogaloo stuff for you, (x3)
one two with the boogaloo

Temp-C