Yeah, yeah…
Welcome to H-Town’s inferno.
They want bars? I bring brimstone.
Let’s GO!

I’m spittin’ venomous sentences, menaces tremblin’,
Rhythm and adrenaline blendin’ in every penmanship.
I’m the GOAT with a notepad, motor like a V8,
Houston fire storm — I roar when the beat shake.
They call me wigger, configure my sound, it’s bigger,
I pull the trigger with lyrics that flicker quicker than liquor.
I’m sicker than cynics thinkin’ I mimic their scriptures,
But I’m scripture rewritten — my rhythm deliver pictures.
Microphone preacher, baptize the block in flame,
Bar so hot it sterilize your stage name.
I’m a hurricane brain with that Texas slang,
Red dirt in my veins, steel nerve in my chain.

Fire in my lungs, pressure in my pen,
H-Town thunder when the storm begin.
You can mock my skin, try to box me in,
But I spit that venom till the walls cave in.
Fire in my lungs, pressure in my pen,
H-Town thunder when the storm begin.
Try to cross my name, but I cleanse my sin,
From the southside roots to the crown I win.

I’m the bigger boss, you scorn your loss,
Toss words from the cross, get torn and flossed.
Talk cheap when the mic heat meet frost,
But I spit truth raw — no sauce, no gloss.
Engine hummin’ like a sermon in motion,
Each rhyme devotion, each flow explosion.
Took pain, took hate, turned both to potion,
Now I rise in the smoke, that’s holy emotion.
Never been a clone of the mainstream scene,
I’m the ghost in the system, the code between.
Eminem drive with a southern lean,
Mean with the schemes like a dream machine.

Fire in my lungs, pressure in my pen,
H-Town thunder when the storm begin.
You can mock my skin, try to box me in,
But I spit that venom till the walls cave in.
Fire in my lungs, pressure in my pen,
H-Town thunder when the storm begin.
Try to cross my name, but I cleanse my sin,
From the southside roots to the crown I win.

They can call me what they want — I still talk divine,
Still write rhymes that bend spines in time.
From the Screw tapes deep to the 8-mile grind,
I fuse both worlds in one bloodline.

I’m… the fire… of the south…
Venom spread… from the mouth…
H-Town… still holdin’…
Bars to cold… to boldin’…

Venom(HD)

Yeah…
This that H-Town truth.
For the ones who left early, lived fast, and paid in full.
Real cool… too real sometimes.

We real cool, yeah, we left that school,
Now we post up late, play the game with no rules.
We lurk late, we strike straight,
One wrong move, it decide your fate.
We sing sin, pour gin thin,
Tryna drown pain but it rise again.
We jazz June, short life tune,
Shine too quick — then we die too soon.

Dropped out, thought I had it made,
Street taught lessons that the books can’t say.
Mama cried hard, I just walked away,
Said, “Boy, the world cold,” I said, “Yeah, that’s the play.”
Got dreams in a bottle, demons in my rear,
Every slab I swing got ghosts I steer.
City lights flash like the past too near,
But I’m numb to the pain, that’s the price down here.

We real cool, yeah, we left that school,
Now we post up late, play the game with no rules.
We lurk late, we strike straight,
One wrong move, it decide your fate.
We sing sin, pour gin thin,
Tryna drown pain but it rise again.
We jazz June, short life tune,
Shine too quick — then we die too soon.

All them nights I was lurkin’, mind uncertain,
Heart full of hurt, still the wheels kept turnin’.
I was searchin’ for peace in a world that’s burnin’,
But the block don’t heal — it just keep on learnin’.
Homies gone young, tatted names on arms,
Grind all day, pray we dodge them alarms.
We play it cool, that’s the street disguise,
But we dyin’ slow behind hooded eyes.

We real cool…
Sound nice, don’t it?
But that cool get cold quick when the world don’t want it.
We ain’t evil — just lost and learnin’.
Fire look good… till you stand too close and burn in it.

We real cool, yeah, we left that school,
Now we post up late, play the game with no rules.
We lurk late, we strike straight,
One wrong move, it decide your fate.
We sing sin, pour gin thin,
Tryna drown pain but it rise again.
We jazz June, short life tune,
Shine too quick — then we die too soon.

 reeeal… cooool…
 reeeal… cooool…
 reeeal… cooool…

We Real Cool(HD)

Yeah… life ain’t always a straight line, ya heard?
Sometimes you hit that fork in the road,
And you gotta choose — ain’t no lookin’ back.
Turn that bass up.

Two roads split wide in a yellow wood,
Had to pick one — ain’t no comin’ back for good.
One look clean, one mud and pain,
I took the hard path — made my name.
Two roads split wide in that Texas sun,
One look safe, one look done.
Still I swang wide, chose mine alone,
That’s the way I built my throne.

I was standin’ on the corner where my past met fate,
One lane fast money, one lane faith.
Couldn’t walk both, had to lock my gate,
Heart full of doubt, but my soul said “wait.”
Looked down that road till the light ran thin,
Couldn’t see nothin’ but the ghosts of sin.
Other way rough with grass and grind,
But that rough ride sounded just like mine.

Two roads split wide in a yellow wood,
Had to pick one — ain’t no comin’ back for good.
One look clean, one mud and pain,
I took the hard path — made my name.

They both look equal when you just begin,
But you learn real quick what you livin’ in.
One path cool with a fake disguise,
Other one truth with tears in the eyes.
I left the block where the easy money flow,
Went chasin’ purpose where the real ones grow.
Now I’m lookin’ back on that Bayou bend,
Glad I chose the road that didn’t end.

Two roads split wide in a yellow wood,
Had to pick one — ain’t no comin’ back for good.
One look clean, one mud and pain,
I took the hard path — made my name.

Now I’m older, gray in my beard,
Few good friends, couple dreams disappeared.
Still I ride with faith in the rearview clear,
Tell the young ones listen — don’t choose fear.
One day you’ll stand where the roads divide,
Wonder who you was and what you tried.
Don’t take easy — take what’s right,
That’s how you rage against the night.

Two roads split wide in a yellow wood,
Had to pick one — ain’t no comin’ back for good.
One look clean, one mud and pain,
I took the hard path — made my name.
Two roads split wide in that Texas sun,
One look safe, one look done.
Still I swang wide, chose mine alone,
That’s the way I built my throne.

Two roads… split… wide…
I choose mine… and I still ride…
H-Town… never turn back…
Made my difference… never slack…

Two Roads(HD)

Yeah…
Midnight in the H.
Streetlights flicker like ghosts.
Lost her once — been hearin’ echoes ever since.

Who that knockin’ at my door?
Thought I heard her voice before.
But the only word I know —
Nevermore.
Smoke float thick on a broken floor,
Pain keep knockin’, I can’t ignore.
Every love I had done left me sore —
She come back? Nevermore.

Once upon a late one, ridin’ down 59,
Heart heavy like the bassline grind.
Had a queen named Lenore, angel in time,
Now I sip slow just to clear my mind.
Hear a tap on the window, breeze so cold,
Thought it’s the past tryin’ to take control.
Opened up, just shadows bold,
And a black bird watchin’ my soul unfold.

Who that knockin’ at my door?
Thought I heard her voice before.
But the only word I know —
Nevermore.

Raven on the dash, feathers in chrome,
Talkin’ like a demon through my phone.
Said, “Boy, she gone, you on your own.”
I laughed but my heart turned stone.
I begged that bird for a little relief,
Said, “Tell me there’s peace past this grief.”
He stared with eyes like disbelief,
Said, “Ain’t no heaven for a man like me.”

I said, “Bird or devil, which one you be?”
He said, “Both, depend on what you see.”
Then he perched on the sign that read M.L.K,
Said, “Son, your soul don’t fly away.”

Gasoline dreams, pain in the cup,
Whole damn world keep eatin’ me up.
All my sins in the rearview stuck,
And the more I pray, the more I’m struck.
So I ride through the storm with the windows cracked,
City of codeine and hearts gone black.
She gone, but the echo keep comin’ back,
That same ol’ word on a broken track —
Nevermore.

Who that knockin’ at my door?
Thought I heard her voice before.
But the only word I know —
Nevermore.
Smoke float thick on a broken floor,
Pain keep knockin’, I can’t ignore.
Every love I had done left me sore —
She come back? Nevermore.

Ne-ver-mooore…
Raven stiill siiittin’… oon the door…
H-Town niight… draaws deeep…
Souls we keeep… ne-ver sleeep…

The Raven(HD)

Yeah…
He ain’t rush me — He waited.
One night, He just pulled up slow.
Said, “You ready?”
And I was.

I ain’t stop for Death, he stopped for me,
Rolled up slow on that Houston street.
Told me, “Son, you can finally breathe,”
And we drove off through that heat. 
Chrome wheel spin, world on mute,
No sound left but the 808 loop.
Didn’t feel fear, just somethin’ true —
Death came calm, like déjà vu. 

Windows tinted, city lights blur,
Thought I’d run, but my soul preferred.
Didn’t bring pain, didn’t bring hurt,
Just peace sittin’ deep in a leather seat’s curve.
We rolled past schools where the young still dream,
Passed them corners I used to scheme.
Passed the grain, the gold, the gleam,
Passed the sunset where it kissed the stream.
Left behind time, left work, left grind,
Left my name and my ties behind.
Death didn’t talk, but I read his mind —
Said, “You ain’t losin’ life, just crossin’ time.”

I ain’t stop for Death, he stopped for me,
Rolled up slow on that Houston street.
Told me, “Son, you can finally breathe,”
And we drove off through that heat. 
Chrome wheel spin, world on mute,
No sound left but the 808 loop.
Didn’t feel fear, just somethin’ true —
Death came calm, like déjà vu. 

We rode past pain I thought I buried,
Past that guilt I always carried.
Past that cross, that weight I married,
To a peace I ain’t never dared see.
Saw my youth flash fast — no light, no sound,
Just a house with the roof half in the ground.
He looked straight ahead, didn’t turn around,
Said, “We here now, this the final town.”
And I ain’t fight — just let that go,
Whole life flash in a silver glow.
Then the world fell quiet, the sky hung low,
And I smiled, sayin’, “Guess that’s so.”

No clock, no chain, no breath, no cry,
Just a road through clouds and a fading sky.
He ain’t say why — he ain’t gotta lie,
Just peace in the seat, and I close my eyes. 

I ain’t stop for Death, he stopped for me,
Rolled up slow on that Houston street.
Told me, “Son, you can finally breathe,”
And we drove off through that heat. 
Chrome wheel spin, world on mute,
No sound left but the 808 loop.
Didn’t feel fear, just somethin’ true —
Death came calm, like déjà vu. 

 Noo… feear…
Noo… paain…
Jusss… deeath…
In… thee… laaane…

Last Ride(HD)

Yeah…
This one for the ones we lost.
They gone from the block,
But they still ridin’ with us.
Forever H-Town.

Don’t stand at my grave and cry,
I ain’t gone, I just ride that sky.
Feel me in the wind when the night roll by,
I’m still ridin’, I’m still ridin’.
In the sunlight glow, I shine,
In the grain, in the rain, I grind.
Every beat of your heart, that’s mine,
I’m still ridin’, I’m still ridin’.

I ain’t layin’ low in no grave, my friend,
I’m the breeze that blow when the pain don’t end.
I’m the shine on chrome when the day begin,
The ghost in the slab when the wheels spin.
You can hear my laugh in the bayou hum,
My name still speak when the nights get numb.
I’m that peace in the storm when the hate feel strong,
That quiet voice sayin’ “keep movin’ on.”

Don’t stand at my grave and cry,
I ain’t gone, I just ride that sky.
Feel me in the wind when the night roll by,
I’m still ridin’, I’m still ridin’.

I’m the diamond flash on your candy paint,
The sparkle of faith when your hope feel faint.
When the world get cold, I’m the heat you feel,
I’m the prayer in your chest when you kneel and heal.
I’m the whisper in the club when the lights go low,
I’m the tear you hide when you can’t let go.
I’m the sunlight hittin’ them grain-field rows,
I’m the love that last where the real ones go.

So when you pour that drink and you look at the sky,
Know I ain’t sleep, I’m just ridin’ high.
Every star that blink, that’s an eye that spy,
Sayin’ “stay solid, don’t let that fade die.”

Don’t stand at my grave and cry,
I ain’t gone, I just ride that sky.
Feel me in the wind when the night roll by,
I’m still ridin’, I’m still ridin’.
In the sunlight glow, I shine,
In the grain, in the rain, I grind.
Every beat of your heart, that’s mine,
I’m still ridin’, I’m still ridin’.

I… ain’t… gone…
Just ridin’ slooow…
H-Town… still hoooldin’…
Let that loove… grooow…

I Still Ride(HD)

Note: Crystal stair, is a metaphor for an easy, privileged life! 
This Track is about encouragement from Mother to Son!

“Life for me… ain’t been no crystal stair… no, no…”
 “But I’m still climbin’… still risin’ through the air…”

Yeah…
Mama said, “Boy, life don’t come sweet,
No red carpet, just cracked concrete.”
Tacks in the floor, cuts in my feet,
But I still keep climbin’ — no retreat.
Rain hit hard, lights fade low,
Turnin’ them corners, movin’ slow.
Every step built from the pain I know,
And the tears I shed help the garden grow.
I been broke, but I never been bowed,
Lost in the dark, but I still stay proud.
Every scar I got make the block say loud,
That struggle made me — I’m the voice of the crowd.

Life for me ain’t been no crystal stair,
But I’m still climbin’, I’m still there.
Through the dark nights, through the cold air,
Still holdin’ on — I’m almost there. 
No lights, no shine, no easy prayer,
Just blood on the steps and hope somewhere.
So boy, don’t fall, don’t stop, don’t fear —
We still climbin’, we still here. 

Ain’t no dream without grindin’ first,
Ain’t no crown if you don’t see dirt.
Every wound I got came with work,
Every lesson learned, every bridge got burnt.
Seen folks quit, seen faith get shook,
Lost my way but I never got took.
Now I write my pain like a Holy Book,
Page by page — look what it took.
Mama still climbin’, I carry that flame,
Every step I take, I whisper her name.
H-Town roots, it’s a different game,
From the hood to the heights — same pain, same rain.

Don’t give up, baby, don’t look down…
I came too far, can’t stop now.
Even when the floor fall out somehow…
 I’m still climbin’, mama, look at me now. 

Life for me ain’t been no crystal stair,
But I’m still climbin’, I’m still there.
Through the dark nights, through the cold air,
Still holdin’ on — I’m almost there. 
No lights, no shine, no easy prayer,
Just blood on the steps and hope somewhere.
So boy, don’t fall, don’t stop, don’t fear —
We still climbin’, we still here. 

“Still… cliimbin’…”
“No… crystaaal… stair…”
 “H-Towwn… foreveeer…”

Still Climbin(HD)

Yeah… H-Town stand up,
From the north to the south,
Sunnyside to Acres Home — we still holdin’.
rplayin’ on the grind, let’s ride…
rplayin’ on the grind, let’s ride…
rplayin’ on the grind, let’s ride…

Candy drippin’ off the curb, that’s the city I’m from,
Slabs crawlin’ slow, wood wheel in my palm.
Every corner got a story, every block got a song,
I came from them long nights tryna right what went wrong.
Now I’m flippin’ vision to fruition, money mission,
Dreams bigger than the Bayou, clear with precision.
Cypress side roots, H-Town ambition,
Still tippin’ on foes, no superstition.
From the Screw tapes to the skyline rise,
We done seen dark days, now we shine like the prize.
Hurricanes tried to drown us — nah, we survived,
Now we buildin’ brick by brick, watch the hustle revive.

H H-Town heavy, yeah we grindin’ steady,
Chrome so clean, trunk pop confetti.
Money on my mind, but my soul stay ready,
We survivin’, thrivin’, born to keep it levee.
H H-Town heavy, from the block to the bay,
We make somethin’ outta nothin’ every single day.
Still sippin’ on success, in a candy paint way,
Houston, baby — we don’t fade, we slay.

I remember them lights off, heat from the stove,
Mama prayin’ hard just to soften the load.
Now I’m passin’ blessings, like I pass that code,
Got the city in my veins, platinum in my soul.
Astro Astro-blue dreams, Texans on the field,
We built tough, baby, never learned to yield.
From cypress side love to the Heights appeal,
We break bread with the fam, keep the circle real.
They talk crime, but we talk climb,
Flippin’ struggle to success, one verse at a time.
We from the city of syrup, but the flow’s divine,
Turn pain to progress, that’s the bottom line.

H H-Town heavy, yeah we grindin’ steady,
(We grindin’, we grindin’)
Chrome so clean, trunk pop confetti.
Money on my mind, but my soul stay ready,
We survivin’, thrivin’, born to keep it levee.

H H-Town heavy, yeah we grindin’ steady,
(We grindin’, we grindin’)
Chrome so clean, trunk pop confetti.
Money on my mind, but my soul stay ready,
We survivin’, thrivin’, born to keep it levee.

From Alief to the East End,
We buildin’ again,
New hustle, new hope,
Same heart within.
This city don’t fold — we bend, we mend,
Houston forever, we rise, we win.

Slow, slow H-Town... H-Town...H-Town
We still holdin’…We still holdin’…We still holdin’…
We still holdin’…We still holdin’…
From the mud to the stars — Houston golden.

H-Town Heavy(HD)

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