Im back bitch, lyrics below

Look, I stare at my dreams and feel shook even though the passion burns as hot as volcanic soot. Mountain is the size of what I wanna realize. And as my heel flies to take the next step I'm reminded of the look niggas give me when I live for greater good cuz I'm building for my family and not out here slanging wood. They see me gaining traction now they asking what's good? But I don't vent to a soul cuz the one who gets it is this book full of my thoughts that got caught between nooks. I been peeping how desire got us hooked. Wouldn't stop it if we could. Kings go for queens but he'll always be a rook cuz he caught up on the way that ass look. Sitting here jotting in my book while my niggas getting framed, made out to be crooks. They can see me chasing fame and I know they want the same. But they only see the change. They don't know how much hatred it took just for me to love me how I should. Demon got defeated but he isn't gone for good. Whipping up verses to keep him out of my hood and my first name's after the chef so you know I gotta cook. Tryna free the slaves in the chains who ain't never seen a gain cuz they started this game under a foot. Lately I observe and I look, watching people just commit to being evil in the corner getting cut. Ready for the wars like Normandy, storming shores. Melody fills and pours while hate in the form of lead soars long range and taking heads off. I look on as I perform at the bodies black as soot. My chest tightens like Eren Yeager when in conflict. Nigga I hate em and I wish I could evade em but it's like every where that I go, my niggas make em. Drug escapes, my dawgs take em now they booked. You know 12 gon fucking raid em. Making crime the biggest fucking escape that's how they bait em. It's getting harder to save em but when I see the shit they around its hard to blame em. Its fishy how they got my niggas hooked. For this cause I bleed, get pissed off. I peep that you're lost at sea. I wanna believe all of my niggas can succeed but the doubt been sowing seeds within me cuz that isn't how it, looks.

Look (Close Remix)

I been
Caught up in the back of the hallway. Looking at the world, as a black seems all Grey. Nigga I play my part like broadway. Lately it's like I'm empty all day.
I been, 
far away, far away, far away mmm. x2
I done had hard days. I can feel my flaws all fall away. But I still feel dark in the broad day. And I know fam want me calling.
I been, 
far away, far away, far away mmm. x2

I love my niggas but I gotta preach. How many times we gon lose y'all to beef? How many moments our women gon weep? How long can we stay on our feet if we keep taking defeat. Lately I'm making the leaps to get this shit jumping. I love it but hate what I see. I hear my heart cracking like breaking a leaf. Baby I'm back and I'm big as a beast. Wet up the beat like a lake and a sea. Breaking up contacts hating on me. Oddly enough, that's what it take em to see that a nigga ain't faking to be liked or respected. Won't make me agree. They want me to get it then take it from me. Far as I see it, that make you a leech. You got it? I'm hot as 180 degrees. My circle is semi. Don't send me no tweets. Only shit niggas can send me is beats and rappers that wanna be met with some heat. Because this shit the only way I can release, stepping on niggas. I'm copping the cleats. I gotta vent just to lock in the peace. If not, I'm bent like rocking a tree. If I'm not top. Im not free. Or at least that's what they taught me. Surprised I kept walking with all I was caught in. Lost in so many walls. Now any walk is with caution. Please don't ask what it cost him, darkness fostering. Babygirl it's like,

I been
Caught up in the back of the hallway. Looking at the world, as a black seems all Grey. Nigga I play my part like broadway. Lately it's like I'm empty all day.
I been, 
far away, far away, far away mmm. x2
I done had hard days. I can feel my flaws all fall away. But I still feel dark in the broad day. And I know fam want me calling.
I been, 
far away, far away, far away mmm. x2

I wanna call but for some reason I hate to involve anyone in my life. Maybe it's all, cuz of my past when I ain't get along with niggas at all. Family not understanding me they didn't know what it was like to be me. They saw my tendencies. Mental was heavy it felt like nobody could see me. Under my benie, existed a whole other realm of shit that I felt, thought, and experienced. Memories shrouded in fear would be lurking down deep and then hurt on appearance. I had the craziest imagination that shit would run wild keep interfering with all of this shit I was made to be doing by everyone near me. Cried but nobody could hear me. Kept it inside and I still keep silent whenever I really start nearing the edge of that cliff. Now when I fall I don't even trip, there's no gravity I just drift off in the distance. People leave me and I don't even miss them. Trauma hit me and it numbed my emotional system. Lost my self. Part of me stuck in hell, part's,

Caught up in the back of the hallway. Looking at the world, as a black seems all Grey. Nigga I play my part like broadway. Lately it's like I'm empty all day.
I been, 
far away, far away, far away mmm. x2
I done had hard days. I can feel my flaws all fall away. But I still feel dark in the broad day. And I know fam want me calling.
I been, 
far away, far away, far away mmm. x2

Far Away (studio Mix Edit) (Final)

LCRC (Audio) (prod. AffyAvenue)

I post this only as a way to release the emotion and give others that knew him something to remember him by. Writing these helped me release, maybe it can help someone who hears it. I will only post it if the people that knew him best want it. If family or very close friends feel it is the slightest bit inappropriate, I will take it down without hesitation.

A short tribute to Isaac Young

Lyrics below
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I remember days in the north. We ain't hang but we stayed in the courts. Had a ball. We ain't play with the sports. We would always try to hit them lil J’s like we Jordan. You was flier than the planes that I'm boarding. Your life important.

He was 

too young. Taught me that can't nobody protect me like I'm su young. We may fight, but when we gone, it don't matter who won. I just seen the blogs. N*gga we just lost a good one. Rip my n*gga young. For my dawg I had to do one.

What the f*ck am I doing? I been worried bout these girls and the cash I'm pursuing. Tryna put my fear of poverty in casket and glue it. Now the only thing I think about’s the casket that you in. Bittersweet cuz I see the peeps your passion influenced. We weren't blood but i hate to see you lacking the fluid. N*ggas passing got me thinking of this rapping I'm doing. Wanna make it but what happens if I happen to do it? If my n*ggas dying, how I'm supposed to act like I'm good? How much ahead can I be on my back in the hood? Dope lines ain't gon save em if they crack em for good. I live for those who die. I strive for what they couldn't. I'll be,

too young. Taught me that can't nobody protect me like I'm su young. We may fight, but when we gone, it don't matter who won. I just seen the blogs. Nigga we just lost a good one. Rip my n*gga young. For my dawg I had to do one.

With Love and respect, 

Khoul

Too Young (Days In The North)

I came to take over LA lil bitch
Khoul came with a K lil bitch
She deepthroating that dick 
So you know it's fuck whatever you say lil bitch
Fuck with me. See what's up with me 
Just don't fuck with my pay lil bitch
Plenty fish in this ocean
That's exactly how you get filleted lil bitch

Shot the kid to LA lil bitch
Lil rappers better pray lil bitch 
I ain't no gahdamn Budda
Hoe I'm Luda. Get out my way lil bitch 
Don't tell me I can't lil bitch 
All I need is this paint lil bitch 
I'll make it. I create it 
So you can't tell me what I ain't lil bitch 

Fuck I doubted myself for 
Mindscape was a hellhole
But I'm perfect now cuz 
This music shit like 
A senzu bean to my cells hoe 
I'm that guy 
Business class to the motherland 
Don't hit a nigga til you that fly 
For fun I dodge the sun 
Bitch ain't no time I gotta be back by
Yes I'm back Hun 
Grab her by the tattoos on her trap
She need her back done
She gon let me put it in her spine 
Cuz I don't lack one
Rappers ain't got that but trying me 
I hope you packed one
Type of time I'm on 
I seen the big Ben with my chains on
Ain't thinking bout it. I know it 
So I'm gone get whatever my brain want 
Might talk shit but don't walk shit 
If he really bought it then bring it on 
I'll beat a nigga like the same shit that I sing on 
What's word

I came to take over LA lil bitch
Khoul came with a K lil bitch
She deepthroating that dick 
So you know it's fuck whatever you say lil bitch
Fuck with me. See what's up with me 
Just don't fuck with my pay lil bitch
Plenty fish in this ocean
That's exactly how you get filleted lil bitch

Shot the kid to LA lil bitch
Lil rappers better pray lil bitch 
I ain't no gahdamn Budda
Hoe I'm Luda. Get out my way lil bitch 
Don't tell me I can't lil bitch 
All I need is this paint lil bitch 
I'll make it. I create it 
So you can't tell me what I ain't lil bitch 

LA Take

Can't make LA wait

Khoul

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