Put ya self in my position
Theres pots up in the kitchen
And its bubblin the flour
Im feelin like a chemist 
Gotta wait about an hour
Im paid dammit
I walk away braggin 
And they cant tax it unh
I said they look like strong hands dont they?
I used them both in prayer
And when my coke is weighed in
Im gon make it  
Just hope the lord show a lil patience does he have it?
Im done after this last package xx

Put ya self in his position
A bad place to live in
Momma cracked out no food for lil niggas in the kitchen
Not uncommon for a nigga back to touch his ribs
But thats Just what it is
Momma trade stamps for crillz
She bringin home strange men
Lookin wasted
Lock they selves in rooms makin sounds like cavemen
Shit
Lucky that a nigga aint dead
Contemplating death just the state of shock that im in
Im way sick got fired from my job
But life is a car I change shifts
I change shifts
Drivin so hard i cant think
Guess I'll just sell a rock
Put some food in my belly
Buy myself a better car 
I'll have an answer when they ask me who the hell you are
And I keep a magnum for them bastards on the boulevard
Keep it in my jacket 
Not just the look thats hard 
its a cold soul and strong hands that you look upon
Xxx Hook Xxx

Now im deep in the game 
A cake-a-holic
and im on the court
I'm they favorite balla
Erotic dames Exotic names you cant afford em
Exotic dames Erotic frames on cam recorder
My game cost money out the ass when talkin
I might charge yo ass for the time you cost me
Not Mr.snowman but my time is frosty 
Supply injections and pills 
Like im cosby 
But his bitch a lawyer 
And mine is a judge 
Life is so love
Even though niggas sent a slug
At me the other day
I coulda gone tthe other way 
To the pearly gates
I meet no death is early fate
Instead i meet the feds at my fly birdie place
When i come inside no time to hide the 38
Get on the floor they say
Gorilla back to the cage 
Arms not strong enough to bend the bars they display





Strong Hands

I wonder what the bloodshed is for 
Lord we at your door 
On a daily basis
Demon men got scaly faces
If its in my hands
Id be back on the pavement
Slingin crills to enslaved ones to get chains with
This is my duty
Signed the testimony yours truly
now im in the desert storm troopin
I dont even know why we all shootin
I thought i was doin this to make a strong future
No pity party
For the little army
Treated as ants
Horror stories make you pee in your pants
Modern glory warfighters
Now niggas advance
But no man can stand watchin a nigga die in your hands
Even though we pack scientist gats
We get sniped from caves with silent commands
Life is a chance on the next man ground
Where you dont even know where the next mans found
Subterranean bombs is blowin up our chariots
Left my man marion with shrapnel in the cranium
Im rappin to obtain some bliss and some calm
My sanity is a lonely tree i cling to in a storm
Dream of goin home
And i roam
thousand miles aways scorpions in my toes
 Dream of goin home
And I roam 
I just might not get there fightin some war..

Going Home

Dont slip dont trip
Try to get a taste one sip gon flip
She thought it was a game till i hit her with the wonder
The lil freight train she dont see me when im cummin
Dont trip dont slip
Try to get a taste one sip gon flip
She thought it was a game till i ran up in her world
Why you gon do her that .. to her cat poor girl

Shorty look like a centerfold 
So dont pass up this nigga you never know
I could be the one out of a hunnid
The lil freight train she dont see me when im comin
Its easy to get flustered
Cuz my dick crack like dutches
Got game like a nigga swin cash to the bucket 
So up to par i require a menage 
Got a whole catalog
Repertoire of gettin off 
Make you go crazy
Make you want babies
See your legs shakin ?
Theres plenty more baby
Orgasmic travelin from the floor back to
The mattress no relaxin
I hold legs both ways
thanx for axin
You gon shake both ways
I aint the last one 
Now she gotta walk it off lie travelin
Cuz im the boss
Get your pussy tossed like javelins 
Thats it.

Xxx Hook Xxx

Poor, poor girl
Now she let this love thing hold her heart first
(uh huh)
I try to tell her we'd be smashin on the weekend 
My chick outta town you an on the low creeper
But shit strange now
I dunno either
You all in love or i was born yesterday keisha
First it was a fling now it is a thing 
My lil fling on the side want a wedding ring 
Quite amusing
Strange things start happenin when you pipe it truly
Life start happenin like a movie 
And they act like its a cravin
And they cant resist temptation
Had to drop her cold turkey
The addiction could kill her 
Now she all clean she dont even look at a nigga
But i know
When she by herself she shake
She on that 12 step program take it day by day!

Don't Trip

Its infinite
My pockets got lint in it
I spend digits
Within minutes
Bills backed up got ten tickets
Bitch bitchin
Jail and home whats the big difference ?
dig nigga?
Mama not a star but she da big dipper 
My account look smaller everytime its in my vision
Pimpin listen
A nigga against the system
And since i am 
Im in the pan
Feel me sizzle
Im just a natural rebel
So cuzza that eatin white castles or krystals
Is eventual
I switch moods 
Like a bitch on her menstrual
With no ends to stick in g strings
At a strip room
Standin pissed like a mens room
I got visuals of ten rooms and a big pool
just takin the pot 
With no lid for this dude
And yall niggas think im just rude 

Xxxhook 

Im in more spots then lepracy
Talk sweet and youll be under feet like wins never cease (un-defeat)
Im too official like twin referees 
Grip heckler heat
Yea bitch now heckle me
Start pepperin
Lay it down flat 
All yall niggas is gar-bahge
Niggas was raw but dont exist no more like smallpox
I'm more hot than massage rocks in a whore twat 
With gonorrhea 
In a microwave thats on high
Cuzza my quotes im down they throat
Like a cough drop
Cuzza my flow i leave ya body broke like 40 floor drops
Smorgasbord I
Serve em what they want like a waiter
But the cannon leave craters 
That stretch for  7 acres
When you get head you lay up
When i get head I lay up
With a bitch 
Spread it on her face.. like makeup
make you chill when the grill is ice like jacob
The way you feel will make you pay a price now pay up

My Message

An imaginative introspective glance into the aspects of heartbreak.. based off the original song "Mind games"  By the late great John Lennon featuring Veeza V!!!