Copy of Chapter 2

MY LOVE STORY

I Remember

Right Hand

Risk It All (feat. Maverick Sabre)

Yonder: Book II

All Aboard

Golden Brown

Prayer Hands

The Coldest Profession

Glory Hole

Not To Be Defined

Now Is The Time

Live In The Flesh

Return of The Mack

Che Noir & The Other Guys - Smooth Jazz feat. 38 Spesh

Star Of David

Written and recorded on 4.11.23

Lyrics:
The last six months been a little strange, baby…
But I’m really fucking working on myself 
I find it hard to function
Distracted by your loving 
Or the way you wither up in your shell 
When you want to 
It got hard to see 
That all my hopes and dreams manifested 
And then shattered cause of me 
I can take the blame 
Hope it ain’t too late, but 
Really you’re depressed because of me 
And
I… can’t 
Take… no more 
I’m going back now 
Do you really 
Really want to see 
Black hole/black swan 
Really don’t matter much to me 
Guess I’m that wrong 
Might as well destruct into the deep 
Look at that, though 
I said I don’t deserve it and you leave 
All it up to me, well 


I can love you wrong 
Just show me what you want
I can tear it up cause I’m a beast and you’re a freak 
I can love you wrong 
Just show me what you want
I can tear it up cause I’m a beast and you’re a freak 

If it goes well then I’ll see you in the morning, but 
I find it hard to function while I’m focused on this money 
Getting paper by the acre… my vacation ain’t planned yet 
You’re eating now n laters with your toes up in the sandies 
Your hands on my dashboard… like “fuck it” I’m the man now 
Plans bore fruit… and I took it like a handout 
You took me for a fool before I punched his little ass out 
Then I made you cum
Like I’m paid to get your pants down 

Really can’t stop me now 
It’s a level you can’t touch unless you meet me, dog 
You really can’t stop me now 
It’s a level you can’t touch unless you meet me, dog 

I can love you wrong 
Just show me what you want
I can tear it up cause I’m a beast and you’re a freak 
I can love you wrong 
Just show me what you want
I can tear it up cause I’m a beast and you’re a freak

TIME LIKE THIS

WRONG (ft. Jozeph)

87 beat by sangria kong

Slavery Never Left, It Just Changed Clothes Yo, they talk like chains broke, like the struggle died, Like the past is dust and history lied. But open your eyes—look again, They just dressed it up, gave it a spin.

From Ancient to Modern Chains Pharaohs built on backs that bled, Kings got rich while the workers fled. Empires stacked, slaves took the toll, Then the colonizers turned chains into gold.

They shipped whole nations, broke their spine, Turned human flesh into dollar signs. Now they smile in suits, talk trade and wealth, But tell me—is freedom in the hands or the stealth?

The Systems Still Grip Yo, chains ain't gone, just changed the face, Wrapped ‘em in debt, locked ‘em in place. Still grind the workers, still bleed the streets, Still trade our lives for the master's seat.

The Illusion of Choice. Prison labor, forced to build, Sweatshops running, hands stay filled. Wage slaves locked in cycles deep, Punch the clock—dreams stay asleep.

They tag it progress, they brand it free, But is choice real when rent’s too steep? They sell the dream, but they own the land, They keep us running—we play their hand.

The Digital Chains Now the chains ain't metal, they float in the air, Data captured, tracked everywhere. AI watching, systems tight, Control ain't guns—control is the sight.

Credit scores, locked IP, Every move traced digitally. Surveillance smooth, wrapped in ease, But tell me—who profits from all of these?

The Debt Trap Nations They loan the money, then claim the land, Hold economies in greedy hands. Give the aid, but with strings so tight, Poor nations trapped—the deal ain’t right.

Leaders fight, people cry, Western pockets watch them buy. They talk assistance, but tax the soul, Tell me—ain’t that slavery in a different role?

The Wake-Up Call Yo, chains ain't gone, just changed the face, Wrapped ‘em in debt, locked ‘em in place. Still grind the workers, still bleed the streets, Still trade our lives for the master's seat.

Break the Illusion Yo, history ain't past, it's running now, They flipped the chains but kept the vow. Control the system, control the way, But truth don’t hide—we rise today.

Chains Ain't Gone!

Now Is The Time

Rakim

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